Sammie – Expiration Date

[Guitar] Xeryus
[Verse 1]
Girl, you’re so far gone, I know you meant it
You cut all your hair off, yeah these days you’re lookin’ different
You switched up your number ’cause I had to use the DM
I was dialin’ the old one from AM, noon, to PM, shit
So your mama know we broke up
I see you blocked me, baby, grow up
Don’t shut me out, baby girl, hold up
I know that you heard all this before
I never thought I’d see the day when you ignore me

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date

[Verse 2]
Let me guess, I bet you’re all in your group text
Textin’ your girls how I’m a dog now
And I bet they’re goin’ in
You keep on listenin’ to your friends
Although they’re single and they’re played out
You’re prolly goin’ out tonight
You’re prolly gettin’ dressed up right now
You’re prolly gettin’ drunk tonight
You’re plottin’ how you’re gon’ get me back somehow
Oh, baby, I know
How tables turn, yeah, I know
You live and learn, yeah, I know
I know

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh, oh
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh
I’m sorry

Sango – Khlorine (feat. Smino)

[Intro]
Família.. esquenta com o amanhã não
Viva o presente, viva o momento, viva o aqui e o agora que é só isso que interessa
Única coisa que você tem é o presente, o passado já foi, o futuro virá mais ninguém sabe como virá
Portanto faça sua parte.. a mudança pode acontecer e só depende de você.. Deus abençoe!

[Chorus]
Purple sky, 4:44 AM
‘Bout to, burn this jay get some Z’s
Country fried bands in my pants, shawty dance
Pop it (pop it), like she dropped it in grease
She say "Smino, lately it been so boring
Heard you do a lot of exploring"
She let me in in the water like chlorine
Cleaner than chlorine, lately it feel like I’m morphing
Fame like a drug but your fame’s like morphine
Innanet just make more fiends

[Post Chorus]
Take a break let me break you off
Face, might break her off
I’m a fanatic, exotic, all this Europe so erotic
Take a break let me break you off
Heat it up like Ben and Jones
I’m off that duss’ and chronic, loud turned up that’s Panasonic

[Verse 1]
All learned up shout out my mama
I been overseas spreading holy seed
Hope for peace, can only hope for peace
I been magazine cover posing up
No fatigue can’t help but notice us from Magnolia to Mongolia
Hope the cops don’t come approaching us
My mans he got ones on him
Plus he just got laid off so he move on em
Plus we in this mufuh, more lit than four corner
She toss me them bikini bottoms
And I give her more barnacle
Pork in the room, do it like St. Louis do

[Chorus]
Purple sky, 4:44 AM
‘Bout to, burn this jays get some Z’s
Country fried bands in my pants, shawty dance
Pop it (pop it), like she dropped it in grease
She say "Smino, lately it been so boring
Heard you do a lot of exploring"
She let me in the water like chlorine
Cleaner than chlorine, lately it feel like a morphine
Fame like a drug but your fames like morphine
Imminent just make morphine

[Post Chorus]
Take a break let me break you off
Face, might break her off
I’m a fanatic, exotic, all this Europe so erotic
Take a break let me break you off
Heat it up like Ben and Jones
I’m off that duss’ and chronic, loud turned up that’s Panasonic

[Verse 2]
She ride me, she rolling like a Cadillac
Wanna cut it got the battle axe
In a few times she rush on the real
Put my city right back on the map
She bust it, she push it like a bottle rocket
Baby I’m not gon’ knock it
Last thing I do, actually boo
I see the passion in you asking if you
Ever been down to the Lou
Grass got me feeling sport
Crown got me feeling royal
Chevron Don, off the oil
I went from employee to employed
Had to get **** a degree
I grew up real crazy like Orlando bruh
They wasn’t expecting the key

[Chorus]
Purple sky, 4:44 AM
‘Bout to, burn this jay get some Z’s
Country fried bands in my pants, shawty dance
Pop it (pop it), like she dropped it in grease
She say "Smino, lately it been so boring
Heard you do a lot of exploring"
She let me in the water like chlorine
Cleaner than chlorine, lately it feel like a morphine
Fame like a drug but your fames like morphine
Imminent just make morphine

[Post Chorus]
Take a break let me break you off
Face, might break her off
I’m a fanatic, exotic, all this Europe so erotic
Take a break let me break you off
Heat it up like Ben and Jones
I’m off that duss’ and chronic, loud turned up that’s Panasonic

[Bridge]

Drake – God’s Plan lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me, yuh

[Verse 1]
I been movin’ calm, don’t start no trouble with me
Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me
Don’t pull up at 6 AM to cuddle with me
You know how I like it when you lovin’ on me
I don’t wanna die for them to miss me
Yes, I see the things that they wishin’ on me
Hope I got some brothers that outlive me
They gon’ tell the story, shit was different with me

[Chorus 1]
God’s plan, God’s plan
I hold back, sometimes I won’t, yuh
I feel good, sometimes I don’t, ayy, don’t
I finessed down Weston Road, ayy, ‘nessed
Might go down a G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, yuh, wait
I make sure that north-side eat

[Post-Chorus]
And still
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yuh, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2]
She said, “Do you love me?” I tell her, “Only partly”
I only love my bed and my momma, I’m sorry
Fifty Dub, I even got it tatted on me
81, they’ll bring the crashers to the party
And you know me
Turn the O2 into the O3, dog
Without 40, Oli, there’d be no me
Imagine if I never met the broskies

[Chorus 2]
God’s plan, God’s plan
I can’t do this on my own, ayy, no, ayy
Someone watchin’ this shit close, yep, close
I’ve been me since Scarlett Road, ayy, road, ayy
Might go down as G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, ayy, wait
I make sure that north-side eat, yuh

[Post-Chorus]
And still
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yeah, yeah
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yeah

ALMA – Good Vibes lyrics

Yeah

[Verse 1: ALMA]
Soon I’m on a plane, doing the same, same sh*t that I always do
You be handsome, but I finna go talk
Now it’s just me and you
Me and you

[Pre-Chorus: ALMA]
So skip all the screaming and shouting
Let go of the blaming and crying
I don’t wanna waste time on fighting, now
I know that it’s probably crazy
But I need you to call me your baby
Even if you have to fake it

[Chorus 1: ALMA]
Just tell me your sweet lies, sweet lies
And then look at my sad eyes, sad eyes
Let’s pretend this one last time
Before we go and kill all the good vibes

[Verse 2: Tove Styrke]
2 AM cab rides
Hotels and strobe lights
Falling asleep alone
You have that day job, hey, but it pays off
Can’t stand that I’m not home
I’m not home

[Pre-Chorus: Tove Styrke]
Sick of the screaming and shouting
Let go of the blaming and crying
I don’t wanna waste time on fighting, no
Yeah, I know that it’s probably crazy
But I need you to call me your baby
Even if you have to fake it

[Chorus 2: ALMA]
Just tell me your sweet lies, sweet lies
And then look at my sad eyes, sad eyes
Let’s pretend this one last time
Before we go and kill all the good vibes
Just tell me your sweet lies, sweet lies
And I’ll play it all like I don’t mind
Let’s pretend this one last time
Before we go and kill all the good vibes

[Bridge: ALMA]
Give me one last high
Give me one last night
And a kiss goodbye, would you?
Give me one last high
Give me one last night
And a kiss goodbye, would you?
Would you, would you?

[Chorus 2: ALMA]
Just tell me your sweet lies, sweet lies
And then look at my sad eyes, sad eyes
Let’s pretend this one last time
Before we go and kill all the good vibes
Just tell me your sweet lies, sweet lies
And I’ll play it all like I don’t mind
Let’s pretend this one last time
Before we go and kill all the good vibes

[Outro: ALMA]
Give me one last high
Give me one last night
And a kiss goodbye, would you?
Give me one last high
Give me one last night
And a kiss goodbye, would you?
Would you, would you?
Give me one last high
Give me one last night
And a kiss goodbye, would you?
Give me one last high
Give me one last night
And a kiss goodbye, would you?

ALMA – Dance For Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Alma]
Tryna win all my time (na, na)
Pullin’ me to the side, you’re so bad
Don’t wanna hear ’bout your life (na, na)
If you wanna get f*cking high, come closer

[Pre-Chorus 1: Alma]
Pullin’ up in your blacked out Benz
Tryna roll with the cyber twins
You think you’re so cool, not tryna be rude to ya
If you’re rollin’ ’til 4 AM, maybe we can be best of friends
If you’re so cool, what can I do to ya

[Chorus 1: Alma]
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance for me
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance for me
So take a shot, rip it off (do it all for me)
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me

[Verse 2: Alma]
Pourin’ that drink on ice (na, na)
Don’t worry about that price, I’m payin’
Don’t wanna hear ’bout your life (na, na, no no)
Show me if you got that style, don’t fake it

[Pre-Chorus 1: Alma]
Pullin’ up in your blacked out Benz
Tryna roll with the cyber twins
You think you’re so cool, not tryna be rude to ya
If you’re rollin’ ’til 4 AM, maybe we can be best of friends
If you’re so cool, what can I do to ya

[Chorus 1: Alma]
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance for me
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance for me
So take a shot, rip it off (do it all for me)
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me

[Verse 2: MØ]
I’m pretty sure that you’re bad for me
Let me look closer, let me see
Oh, I used to fall for your kind all the time
[?] and run out of line
I can be who I wanna be
No matter what the big machine is telling me
Oh, I wanna dance, wanna dance all the night
[?] and run out of line

[Pre-Chorus 2: Alma & MØ]
Oh, so let me dance for ya, dance for ya
Let me dance for ya, dance for ya
Let me dance for ya, dance for ya
Dance for me, you’ve got to dance for me
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me

[Chorus 2: Alma & MØ]
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance
You’ve got to dance for me
You’ve got to dance for me
So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me

Drake – God’s Plan

[Intro]
Yeah, they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me, yuh

[Verse 1]
I been movin’ calm, don’t start no trouble with me
Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me
Don’t pull up at 6 AM to cuddle with me
You know how I like it when you lovin’ on me
I don’t wanna die for them to miss me
Yes, I see the things that they wishin’ on me
Hope I got some brothers that outlive me
They gon’ tell the story, shit was different with me

[Chorus 1]
God’s plan, God’s plan
I hold back, sometimes I won’t, yuh
I feel good, sometimes I don’t, ayy, don’t
I finessed down Weston Road, ayy, ‘nessed
Might go down a G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, yuh, wait
I make sure that north-side eat

[Post-Chorus]
And still
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yuh, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2]
She say, "Do you love me?" I tell her, "Only partly"
I only love my bed and my momma, I’m sorry
Fifty Dub, I even got it tatted on me
81, they’ll bring the crashers to the party
And you know me
Turn the O2 into the O3, dog
Without 40, Oli, there would be no me
Imagine if I never met the broskies

[Chorus 2]
God’s plan, God’s plan
I can’t do this on my own, ayy, no, ayy
Someone watchin’ this shit close, yep, close
I’ve been me since Scarlett Road, ayy, road, ayy
Might go down as G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, ayy, wait
I make sure that north-side eat, yuh

[Post-Chorus]
And still
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yeah, yeah
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yeah

Justin Timberlake – Supplies (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay

[Verse 1]
Met you out on Broadway on the hottest night in town
We arrived solo but we were being chased around
Saw you being cornered by some guy you used to know
Stepped in between the both of y’all
Said "I’m leaving, do you wanna go?"

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Verse 2]
I don’t know if you remember this, but I was out of town
Flew in on a 3 AM just to show up and hear your sounds
The multiple times, stop, hit the set
You ain’t had it that way, I can guarantee you that

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Verse 3]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Can’t nobody top it, girl
Ain’t no better option, girl (okay)
Ain’t nobody stopping, girl
This here when I drop in, girl
I work, work when I clock in, girl (okay)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s about to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead

[Bridge]
Now I wanna know everything
Don’t leave a single detail out
I’ll get my lighter, just fell out
It makes me a generous lover
Ooh, I wanna see everything
So don’t leave a single detail out
I want it all on the table
The personal way to, wait

[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

SZA – Broken Clocks (At Grammy Awards 2018) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me

Justin Timberlake – Supplies

[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay

[Verse 1]
Met you out on Broadway on the hottest night in town
We arrived solo but we were being chased around
Saw you being cornered by some guy you used to know
Stepped in between the both of y’all
Said "I’m leaving, do you wanna go?"

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Verse 2]
I don’t know if you remember this, but I was out of town
Flew in on a 3 AM just to show up and hear your sounds
The multiple times, stop, hit the set
You ain’t had it that way, I can guarantee you that

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Verse 3]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Can’t nobody top it, girl
Ain’t no better option, girl (okay)
Ain’t nobody stopping, girl
This here when I drop in, girl
I work, work when I clock in, girl (okay)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s about to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead

[Bridge]
Now I wanna know everything
Don’t leave a single detail out
I’ll get my lighter, just fell out
It makes me a generous lover
Ooh, I wanna see everything
So don’t leave a single detail out
I want it all on the table
The personal way to, wait

[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

Huncho Jack, Travis Scott & Quavo – Eye 2 Eye (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Murda on the beat, that’s not nice, man

[Chorus: Quavo]
Real nigga, I
Get high, touch the sky
Right hand in the air
Left hand in the pot
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Yeah yeah (yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
I see green in your eyes, it don’t lie (it’s lit!)
Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash!)
We put the floor on dash
Know all my hoes they go and cash
Over that bag, they mad
I know the problem, yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Eye to eye (yeah!)
Trips to Dubai (yeah yeah)
I could see that they jealous, don’t know why (yah)
Is it ’cause we lit at 4 AM at the spot?
Put that on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah!)
If you searching, come look for us (alright!), over the border (it’s lit!)
We import ’em (yeah!), just don’t record us (straight up!)
Poppin’ at the crib, the living room look like The Forum
Roll the dice at night, I take the chance in the morning

[Interlude: Quavo]
Know what I mean?
We ain’t really with that camera shit
Nah

[Verse 2: Quavo]
We fuck up for real, for real, for real
We fuck up the check for real (checks)
We havin’ the lean, exotics, and percs, she havin’ the X pill (lean)
We know how to flex for real
We hop on the jet, the time we kill (pew)
These niggas be wildin’, chasin’ money
While I’m signing deals (ye)
I got a ‘Tek Philippe (ye)
And I bought a skeleton (ice, ye)
I’m a deadly weapon (ye)
I’m about to go off in a second (vroom, yeah)
Moving bricks and medicine (bricks)
She like to fly, pelican (brr)
Touch the sky, heavenly (sky)
Designer belt from the Netherlands (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Real nigga, I
Get high, touch the sky
Right hand in the air
Left hand in the pot
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
I see green in your eyes, it don’t lie (green)
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!)
We put the floor on dash (skrrt skrrt)
All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)
Over that bag, they mad
I know the problem, yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Real nigga, I (I), pop a perc’ and fly (brr)
Crack that seal and take a whiff and I come back alive (die)
Niggas commit suicide when they don’t got mob ties
Flip it like it’s Five Guys, I’m 2Pac, get all eyes (all)
Look at the bitch, she a dime
So many watches, a nigga can’t run out of time
They get out of line
The gang in your yard with the strap like the Uber driver with the sign (brrt)
I’ve been known to tell the truth in my raps but these other rapper tell lies (lies)
Real niggas keep the trap alive
Ain’t no fabrication on the vine (it’s cap)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Real nigga, I
Get high, touch the sky
Right hand in the air
Left hand in the pot
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Real nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
I see green in your eyes, it don’t lie (green)
Blue dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah!)
We put the floor on dash (skrrt skrrt)
All of my hoes they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)
Over that bag, they mad
I know the problem, yeah yeah (yeah!)

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt

410 – Do It & Crash Lyrics

[Verse 1: M24]
Do it, do it
Man a put work in the streets like Stizz
Slap on a tap with smoke, with smoke
Man better pray that a fuckboy lives
Like c’ourse I did
Came with a shh and my guy got hit
And if he ain’t worth the corn, then man will get beat like TG did
Oh shit that’s rude
I know, I know
AM and Skegndo link up
So man better catch the flow
Like de man try come round
And come back like a merigo
Chef, splash, splash
I swear this shit never gets old
Like shit den what
Fuck around and get got
Like how many times have I lurked
And caught man’s not hot
AD hops off a bike and shoots
Don’t you know my guy’s too on
Bow
Don’t you know my guy’s on job
Man I’ve done dirt on blocks
And had the fuckboys running in shops
No lies, I’m talking facts
Nuff app boys have been got
Smashing cars, look at that pussy
All now ever been touched
Step over there with my raincoat on
Cah all now nothing ain’t dropped

{Verse 2: Skengdo]
Everyone’s bad, it’s kinda sad
Everyone wan try rap bout gang
These yutes, them man
These skengs them bang
Now you wan act like you don’t know
Bare tweeting, I don’t know about that
These guys go nuts, it’s green we fly
I laugh when they talk bout chingings
Countless man on your team’s been crashed
410 and we always crash
See these bells they’re ringing
Diligent men stuff tools in a bag
And man stay sinning
But I ain’t seen God since [?] and that
And my team’s been winning
Jay100 bought a fresh bottle to the party
And truss it was dirt to the max
Been in the field from young
Put in the work, I was flipping them packs
Then I got my hands on a shank
Don’t bother try run til you’re onto the gang
Box man up that’s the only [?]
If he ain’t curled up then I done the job wass
Milage, hella milage
Better move or you might get crashed
Bro said Skeng go get this dough
No lifestyle no gang
I hear you bro, ima get this money
I swear ima get these racks
And that chick is your chick
But she wan be round gang
Add a K on the opps, did it already
Man saw me and just dashed

[Verse 3: AM]
Push man’s work, man’s getting it gone
That shank don’t bend that devilish one
Coulda backed my shank on a eediot’s son
Like bare ching ching like asian cunts
Dudu dudu
Dip some bums, that’s things that I like
Cause I want no cuffs
Everyone knows that I ain’t that buff
Get the fuck out my face but you wan act up
I don’t want love
I just wanna get my funds up
Get a 1-2 corn like bum bum
Dudu dudu, hunter
We look back, selector
She was in the band, avec moi
12 inch rambo, protector
Dudu dudu, ejector
Don’t wanna end up like Teddy
Chop man’s throat like opps from belly
Thought you would’ve learnt already
Saw two guns but man’s got many
Sorry who’s name got tarnished
How you get moped when the tings got cartons
Stop this talk ‘bout Spartans
Man can’t see one [?]
And if you really wanna talk ‘bout arts and crafts
Bros in the box like cartons
See all the yutes with the part like bacon
But can’t stop tarking
Darling, come take a trip with a martian
Ugly, but I’m still rassing
She’s calling me bastard
I was just laughing
Noddy or leave no bargain

Macklemore – Corner Store (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson)

Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference

Macklemore – Corner Store (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference

EarthGang – Artificial (Live)

[Intro]
Money, power, pussy, fame; it don’t mean nothing
Never feel an ounce of shame, it don’t mean nothing
Tell me what you came before you came to this Earth
Tell me who you worshipped before they came with the church

[Hook: Doctur Dot]
I don’t want no artificial
I don’t flaunt no artificial
I don’t need no articial
I don’t, flaunt no

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
Artificial ends, at the age to seperate the homies from the friends
When shit hit the fan and show you blood from the kin
And my family always kept a tool by the lamp
Druggies getting started, it’s party 4 AM
Everybody need me now, knee-high to grasshopper, but the family always looking up the hill
Put the city on my shoulders, put my baby on my shoulders
Now it’s an event, I can’t get a break from nothing
I might smoke a whole eighth, then mush my whole face inside some blow
(Still I can’t feel nothing)
You know I’m gon’ hurt you for you know it, ‘fore you love me you should go
Tell me what you want from me
Oh you know I’m psychic, I don’t like it when you try to hide the hoax
‘Cause we ain’t got shit in common
We ain’t got shit in common, tell me why the fuck you ’round me

[Hook: Doctur Dot]
I don’t want no artificial
I don’t flaunt no artificial
I don’t need no articial
I don’t, flaunt no
(Artificial ends)

[Verse 2: Doctur Dot]
I beat the Sun in the morning
I make you stop what you doing and turn into an employee
He be busy with the W9
I ain’t picky, I just know what I like
Ain’t no nigga really fuckin’ with I, always got it in the back of my mind
I prefer to keep them thoughts to myself
Execution over explanation
How come what I’m doin’ help the family and all the other shit is unrelated
Oh, ok, I like what you did there
I might vanish then reappear
When you cut the fugazi shit
You really should be yourself
I know that ain’t saying much, but you don’t be saying shit
I spent my life turning pain into power
I keep a reservation on a cloud
Built a foundation, fuck being found
Whole rotation knocking them down
Hope gave birth to all this hype
I just might leave this world alive
But for the life of me, I don’t know why all these niggas around
You not my partner, not my homie, not my bro (hell nah)
Feel like you know me, yeah I know, and no you don’t
Pastor knocked me out the church
I just pray all my niggas float
Higher voices take control
These niggas really don’t want no smoke

[Hook: Doctur Dot]
I don’t want no artificial
I don’t flaunt no artificial
I don’t need no articial
I don’t, flaunt no
(Artificial ends)

(Artificial ends)
I don’t want no artificial
I don’t flaunt no artificial
I don’t need no artificial
I don’t, flaunt no
(Artificial ends)

[Outro: DC YoungFly]
Ugh I don’t know what this bitch want
Hello
Listen, listen, Tashanda
Don’t worry about who that is
I’m at work
Yea my no good ass at work
What you say, aw I don’t do no drivin’ around here
I’m getting paid bitch, I’m getting paid
Look, you sound like a hater
You’se a hater, you’se a hater
Ain’t they paying for that pussy
Damn I can’t go pick him up right now
I’m at work
You out there selling pussy, I can’t call you in the middle of a nigga fucking you and say "go get him"
Aight I’m finna go get him
I’m finna go get him
Fuck out my phone
Stupid ass bitch
Excuse me, I’m sorry baby but, do you mind
I know you don’t give a damn bitch we ridin’
Let’s do it
I gotta go pick up my child

Nikolija – Moj Tempo

Da li se hvališ ili žališ
kad mi kažeš da sam luđa od sebe same
gde god da odem neko javi mi se
šta ti je tu čudno znaš me znam te

Da ne bi neku koja ćuti i ne pita
kad je sakrivaš u četiri zida
ma suze su mi pošle srce mi se kida

Šta hoću to i radim
i nemoj da me hladiš
jer osećam se živom
kad mi skoči adrenalim

Jer to u meni vatru pali
pa zato ni u šali
ti nikad ne usporavajme
nisam ja za to

Probaj da pratiš moj tempo

Probaj da pratiš moj tempo

Dobro znaš da se svi uragani
uvek zovu po ženskim imenima
energija – i ovu noć me vozi kroz grad

Karte na sto priznaj mi to
vidim da sa mnom nisi baš svoj
jer ja imam taj gen da hoću baš sve
from AM to PM – Carpe Diem

Šta hoću to i radim
i nemoj da me hladiš
jer osećam se živom
kad mi skoči adrenalim

Jer to u meni vatru pali
pa zato ni u šali
ti nikad ne usporavajme
nisam ja za to

Probaj da pratiš moj tempo

Probaj da pratiš moj tempo

Da ne bi neku koja ćuti i ne pita
kad je sakrivaš u četiri zida
ma suze su mi pošle srce mi se kida

Pusti da noći malo voze te kroz grad sad 3x
Pusti da noći malo , pusti da noći malo

Pusti da noći malo voze te kroz grad sad 3x
Pusti da noći malo , pusti da noći malo

Šta hoću to i radim
i nemoj da me hladiš
jer osećam se živom
kad mi skoči adrenalim

Jer to u meni vatru pali
pa zato ni u šali
ti nikad ne usporavajme
nisam ja za to

Probaj da pratiš moj tempo

Probaj da pratiš moj tempo

SUPERFRUIT – Hurry Up!

[Verse 1: Mitch]
One foot in, one foot out
One moment away from shutting down
I’m too complete to need something
From someone who’s not on my frequency

[Pre-Chorus: Both]
So if you got what it takes
Then baby don’t hesitate
Hey, just blow me away
I’m waiting
Don’t need no false promises
Someone who knows who he is
Someone who’s ready for this cause it’s waiting

[Chorus: Both]
All these other boys
They’re just not enough
So talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Hey baby, I’ve never been in love
But I wanna be, I wanna be, so hurry up
Yeah, woah
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Yeah, woah
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up

[Verse 2: Both]
It’s four AM, I’m drunk again
About to leave with someone I just met
He’s insecure, immature
All these in betweens are too much work

[Pre-Chorus: Both]
So if you got what it takes
Then baby don’t hesitate
Hey, just blow me away
I’m waiting
Don’t need no false promises
Someone who knows who he is
Someone who’s ready for this cause it’s waiting

[Chorus: Both]
All these other boys
They’re just not enough
So talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Hey baby, I’ve never been in love
But I wanna be, I wanna be, so hurry up
Yeah, woah
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Yeah, woah
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up

[Breakdown]

[Chorus: Both]
All these other boys
They’re just not enough
So talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Hey baby, I’ve never been in love
But I wanna be, I wanna be, so hurry up
Yeah, woah
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Yeah, woah
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Hey baby
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up
Talk to me, come to me, hurry up

Macklemore – Zara lyrics

I know you’re troubled, girl, I seen you on Tumblr
February, dressing like a summer girl
Mini skirt on, no underwear
I wanna take you shopping, blow a bag of Prada
She say those clothes expensive, so we end up in Zara
Late night hit the city and we go out to Target
Like why we go to Target? This electric wheelchair’s poppin’
You read bell hooks and [?]
You make me quesadillas when I’m stressed
And be like, “Boy, you better clean up the mess
And take out the trash before you come back”
Stay in, amen, don’t fall asleep till the AM
Wake up in the morning in the prayers
Sunlight made its way in, gave me angels
And I hold ’em, paint a mural so golden
And my girl, she sweet as hell, but we’ll have a world star moment
Like I brought this bitch up, yes, you will, my darling
Type of girl fight for the family and jump in if there’s a problem
But not today, the ocean waves
I can’t complain, I hold her waist
My only ace until we’re old and gray
See, thats my baby

[Chorus: Abir]
Wave after wave, yeah
We’re catching the vibe, yeah, feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know had to hold you down for sure
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
And if you feel some type of way, then just say that, say that
I’m on my way to make it back, talking ASAP
And we can do all types of things in this Maybach
Kick off your shoes, relax your feet, while I play that (play what?)
That nineties R&B, yeah, house party, three
Come spend the night with me and bring your toiletries
You got your girls with you, I brought my boys with me
Playing that [?], Howard, and that Jodeci
Do you want a back rub, do you want a massage?
On my birthday, it’s my birthday
Do you think we can menage? Psyche
Held her by the wayside, so sweet
Let’s go have us some offspring
Girl, you flyer than a [?]
We ain’t doing a damn thing all day

[Chorus: Abir]
Wave after wave, yeah
We’re catching the vibe, yeah, feeling alive, yeah
Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah
Always by my side, yeah
My baby, know I know had to hold you down for sure
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life
You the only one, you the only one, yeah
You the only one, you the only one in my life

Knuckles – Berner feat. Young Dolph lyrics

Lyrics Berner – Knuckles

I’m dumb rich, these suckers can’t touch me
The Bern means power with the chopper, so lovely
No hand outs, I got here with nothing
The bezel and the band on my wrist straight bustin’
I got perks from the Asians, guns from the Russians
The VVS’s on my chain dancing all custom
I got cookie out in London, bags of blue hundreds
Packs in the trunk, dude want ’em fronted
Stripper b*tches catch cash in the AM
And catcher catchin’ feelings, well, I can’t blame ’em
f*ck the club dog, I’d rather stay in
I got stacks to count, plug these bags just came in
Underground and I like that
Flip a hundred fast, yeah I’m right back
Where the light dips
We squeeze outdoor P’s and count a nice check
The sharks in the water and I ain’t tryna die yet.(knuckles)

I got scars on my knuckles, money and the muscle
Bad b*tches too, it be hard just to bubble, yeah
All hundreds in my bundle
It was hard being broke but getting money is a struggle
I got scars on my knuckles, money and the muscle
Bad b*tches too, it be hard just to bubble, yeah
All hundreds in my bundle
It was hard being broke but getting money is a struggle.

I’m smoking weed while I’m getting dressed
Talking on the phone while I’m getting neck
I got now and I got next
I take how it come, cash or the check
You ask me what we smokin’ and I say the best
Got bad b*tches getting active and I say les
f*ck niggas, I just don’t f*ck with ’em
Call that safe s*x, I’m ’bout my paycheck, yeah
I like pretty b*tches that can roll weed up
I can show you niggas how to run them G’s up
I been broke before so I don’t want no dealings
Told the car salesman I don’t want no ceilings
Pop another bottle, pocket full of dollars
All that a*s, she remind me of Ms. Parker
Yeah I came from the bottom and I ain’t goin’ back
Boy I came from the bottom and I ain’t goin’ back.

I got scars on my knuckles, money and the muscle
Bad b*tches too, it be hard just to bubble, yeah
All hundreds in my bundle
It was hard being broke but getting money is a struggle
I got scars on my knuckles, money and the muscle
Bad b*tches too, it be hard just to bubble, yeah
All hundreds in my bundle versuri-lyrics.info
It was hard being broke but getting money is a struggle.

Zone 6 flow, the bay to the 6 ho
Fresh as a fashion show, we gon’ go pistachio (loco)
This what you asked for so broomstick up your asshole
I take your future from you, what I need a mask for?
I dropped that bag bro, they might snatch up your dad so
You went out sad bro, I guess that’s what you’re mad for
I pull in a f*ckin’ all red drop Rolls
Scorin’ like a red nose pit on the Forgio’s
What about the bad times, ain’t forgot those
I was the snotty nose youngin with the old clothes
Young Dolph, I love that nigga like my brother yo
I f*ck with Berner ’cause he represent the struggle yo
Fresh out the pen and I got marks all on my knuckles so
Ask around, I’m the money and the muscle ho
You just a poodle, I’m a wolf without the mussle ho
And y’all niggas is cameltoe, don’t make me bust your canteloupe.

I got scars on my knuckles, money and the muscle
Bad b*tches too, it be hard just to bubble, yeah
All hundreds in my bundle
It was hard being broke but getting money is a struggle
I got scars on my knuckles, money and the muscle
Bad b*tches too, it be hard just to bubble, yeah
All hundreds in my bundle
It was hard being broke but getting money is a struggleee.
Berner lyrics
Video Berner

Dillon Francis – Say Less (feat. G-Eazy)

Yeah
Young Gerald, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dylon, Dylon with the boom pow
Every week now I switch to a new style
Two 12’s in the back just blew out
Everything I do end up in the news now
Leave the club with a few now
Just some Hollywood girls and they do chow
I’m drunk, I’m drunk in the mood now
2 AM, what you wanna do now?
(What you wanna do now?)
Look baby, pass the Stella
Don’t spill on me, that’s Margiela
Got this Oakland game to tell her
Goddamn, she look familiar
Think we hooked up at Coachella
What’s her name? Isabella? Isa- uh, forget it
That’s like a week ago
But we both know how weekends go
Tryna function, got some places we could go
Lock jaw got me speakin slow like yeah
I’m blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes
Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less (yeah)
Say less
Ay girl, what it do do
If you got friends, cool bring a few through
No fun if the homies can’t have none
R.I.P. Nate Dogg shit is too true
And you know what I’m down for
Round 2, Round 3 into Round 4
Mood switched when she knocked at the front door
Next up was the uproar, yeah
Was like a week ago, but we both know how weekends go
Tryna tuck off got some places we could go
Swear she got the deepest throat like wow
She’s blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes!
Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less
Sheesh, what you sayin’? I don’t understand
Goddamn, I’m out my mind, I popped another Xan
Sheesh, I swear this lock jaw got me stuttering
Goddamn, girl, you so fine, I’d fall in love again
Sheesh, gettin’ faded is my favorite rush
Goddamn, you talkative, ain’t gotta say too much
Be quiet, who got some grapes? I’m tryna roll some trees
Goddamn, uppers and downers, I’m off both of these
Gettin’ faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Gettin’ faded, not complicated
We too sedated, no conversation
Please say less
Please say less
Please say less
I’m blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes
Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less
Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less

LANY – Hericane (Lany Album)

[Verse 1]
I don’t know when this tornado hit
You’re from the east coast, so let’s both call it
A hurricane
A hericane
Pacin’ through the, the back of my mind
Maybe you’ve been a storm all this time
A hurricane
A hericane

[Pre-Chorus]
Stop all this sin
Be born again
If you want to, if you want to

[Chorus]
‘Cause our home’s a wreck, look at this mess
You blame it on disobedience
But I think it’s time, time you realized
You’re the one in the wrong

[Verse 2]
Oklahoma, this time of year
California, it’s different out here
No hericane
No hericane
I’m not runnin’ from all my pain
But it can’t go, go without sayin’
No hericane
No hericane

[Pre-Chorus]
Stop all this sin
Start over again
If you want to, if you want to

[Chorus]
‘Cause our home’s a wreck, look at this mess
You blame it on disobedience
But I think it’s time, time you realized
You’re the one in the wrong
Caught in the midst of your insecure winds
Breakin’ us down and wearin’ us thin
But I love you still, I always will
But you’re the one in the wrong

[Bridge]
I know your heart hurts the most at 3 AM
I know he left before you could even know him
I’ve done my best to carry all this weight
I love you still, I always will, but this needs to change

[Chorus]
‘Cause our home’s a wreck, look at this mess
You blame it on disobedience
But I think it’s time, time you realized
You’re the one in the wrong
Caught in the midst of your insecure winds
Breakin’ us down and wearin’ us thin
But I love you still, I always will
But you’re the one in the wrong

[Outro]
I love you still, I always will
You’re the one in the wrong
I love you still, I always will
Even though you are wrong

Sir Sly – 2 Am (Don’t You Worry, Honey Album)

[Verse 1]
Hold on, calm down
This will all be over any minute now
You’re fine, you’re good
I’d shrug you off, but I’d believe you if I could

[Chorus]
I’m just panicking; I feel it in my heart now
I’m freaking myself out; I’m keeping my head down
I’m just panicking; I’m losing my own sight now
I’m freaking myself out; I’m keeping my head down

[Post-Chorus]
(Down, down, down, down-down)
(Down, down, down-down-down-down-down-down)
It’s 2 AM and I’m surrounded, but I feel alone
It’s 2 AM; I need to go outside, have a smoke
It’s 2 AM and I’m surrounded, but I feel alone
It’s 2 AM; I need to go outside, have a smoke

[Verse 2]
Breathe in, breathe out
I’m fine now
Pass out, wake up
Your words are kind, but they’re just not enough

[Chorus]
I’m just panicking; I feel it in my heart now
I’m freaking myself out; I’m keeping my head down
I’m just panicking; I’m losing my own sight now
I’m freaking the fuck out; I’m keeping my head down
I’m just panicking; I feel it in my heart now
I’m freaking the fuck out; I’m keeping my head down
I’m panicking; I feel it in my heart now
I feel it in my heart now, I feel it in my heart now

[Post-Chorus]
(Down, down, down, down-down)
(Down, down, down-down-down-down-down-down)
It’s 2 AM and I’m surrounded, but I feel alone
It’s 2 AM; I need to go outside, have a smoke

Sir Sly – Trippin’ (Don’t You Worry, Honey Album)

[Verse 1]
Whose house is this? What party did I end up inside?
Across the room, you’re standing like a vision of life
I really wanna taste you (so what’s your name?); baby, I should get your name
I really wanna know you, like now, I really wanna know you
I’m hooked

[Pre-Chorus]
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say yes)
You’ve got me hooked
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say yes)

[Chorus]
You, you’ve got me trippin’
All over you, you’ve got me trippin’
What should I do?
A little more waiting and then that’s enough
I’m way too faded for falling in love
You’ve got me trippin’ all over you

[Post-Chorus]
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say)

[Verse 2]
What song is this? I’m grooving on the floor to catch your eye
We’re talking now, ’bout God and politics and computer sites
You say you got a boyfriend; he’s probably more stable than me, but let’s play pretend
I really wanna know you, like now, I really wanna know you
I’m hooked

[Pre-Chorus]
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say yes)
You’ve got me hooked
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say yes)
(Ahh, you’ve got me hooked)

[Chorus]
You, you’ve got me trippin’
All over you, you’ve got me trippin’
What should I do?
A little more waiting and then that’s enough
I’m way too faded for falling in love
You’ve got me trippin’ all over you

[Bridge]
It’s 5 AM, still talking by the pool
Totally smitten and I can’t play it cool
You’ve got me hooked, got me trippin’ on you
You’ve got me hooked

[Pre-Chorus]
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say yes)
You’ve got me hooked
(If I, if I, if I were you, I would say yes)
You, oh

[Chorus]
You’ve got me trippin’
All over you, you’ve got me trippin’
What should I do?
A little more waiting and then that’s enough
I’m way too faded for falling in love
You’ve got me trippin’ all over you

Calvin Harris – Faking It (feat. Kehlani & Lil Yachty) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Kehlani]
Pray to God, but I’m feeling like he’s going deaf
Now when I lean on you and I got nothing left
Hey, I’ve been wanting to call ya, tell you that I’m sorry
Same old fucking story everybody sing

[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani]
And I say I’m okay, but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay, but I saw that you liked it
2 AM and faded, I know that’s when you like it
Know that’s when you miss me, know that’s when you crying

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Verse 2: Kehlani]
Nowadays, I’m just a bitch to everybody else
(Fuck you and you)
I don’t need no shoulders, I’m good crying by myself
(Fuck you, too)
Moving on to chokers, you know I still adore ya
An unrequited love is just a lover’s hell

[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani]
And I say I’m okay, but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay, but I saw that you liked it
2 AM and faded, I know that’s when you like it
Know that’s when you miss me, know that’s when you crying

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
(Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat)
I’m not gonna act like I don’t love ya baby
‘Cause deep in my mind, girl, I know I do (true)
Tried to search all through the world not well
But I can’t find a girl that lives close like you (no!)
I done made millions of dollars
But I’m still alone until I come home back to you (yah!)
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house
And laughed out on your avenue
Whoa, you can’t front
You’re a stone cold diva (yaah!)
I had to get counseling from my moms
She’s a heartbreak teacher (oh, yah!)
Remember that time
I put those pepperonis on your face, made you a creature
Now I think about you
Every single time I eat pizza, ohh

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Post-Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you holding me?
Why you holding me?

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Oh, she killed that shit
She was killing it, that was hard, bruh
I didn’t know she could get that high but she killed that
Go Lani, go Lani

Bratis – Drunk Too lyrics

[Verse]
I’m drunk on a beach and the moon light
The mood I’ve reached, it feels so right
My body’s sinking in the sand
I’m stepping on a new land
A single drop of happiness
Fills my emptiness

[Chorus]
I’m gonna lose myself tonight
Until the skies don’t get way too bright

[Verse]
Hey you, would you come, with me somewhere to hear the waves
I’ll spend my night, with you loving is all it takes
My body’s sinking in the sand
I’m stepping on a new land
A single drop of happiness
Fills my emptiness

[Chorus]
I’m gonna lose myself tonight
Until the skies don’t get way too bright

[Bridge]
Come on babe, I wanna see your body bare
Come on take me there, come on bring me there
Cause it’s only 5 AM, we still have the morning left
5 AM, we still have the morning left

[Chorus]
I’m gonna lose myself tonight
Until the skies don’t get way too bright

Too bright, too bright
Lose myself

I’m gonna lose myself tonight
Until the skies don’t get way too bright

Marika Hackman – AM (I’m Not Your Man Album)

[Verse 1]
In the cold morning light
Arms like a child
Letting the carpet kiss your feet

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Hard heavy mouth with lips that fall apart
It’s a soft pink work of art

And every mistake reads on your face
I’ll lead you to your dreams

[Verse 2]
Oh, you stay blind with the kiss on your eyes
Flicker and white between red lines
Turn to the wall, still through it all
I wonder where you go

[Chorus]
8:10 AM
You sleep so alone

[Verse 3]
Don’t feel bad
I know you’d rather be unconscious lying there
Inside your mind

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Hard heavy mouth that’s crashed against my hand
It’s a soft pink place to land

Every mistake you’re to be made
I wonder where we go

[Chorus]
8:10 AM
You sleep so alone
8:10 AM
You sleep so alone

Where did you go?

SZA – Broken Clocks (Ctrl Album)

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me

Chief Keef – You & Me (Thot Breaker Album)

[Intro]
Huh?
Umm
Lean, lean
Skrr, Skrr skrr skrr
Bang bang, bang bang

[Hook]
Boy, I’ma catch it, teach you a lesson
He be texting, and we be sexing
I’m dressed in designer, she be naked
She go up and down, I’m like let’s get it, let’s get it
Girl you got a hold of me, don’t let go of me
I’m sorry but I can’t eat it like groceries
I’m sipping on lean and smoking on OG
You don’t have to worry, girl it’s just you and me

[Verse]
She like, what were you doing with your friends at 2 AM
Sipping lean like soup, I’m finna pick you up in this coupe, what it do
I don’t see nothing wrong with a gangster being on your mind
You know I got them bands
You can’t throw shade because I was taught to shine

[Hook]
Boy, I’ma catch it, teach you a lesson
He be texting, and we be sexing
I’m dressed in designer, she be naked
She go up and down, I’m like let’s get it, let’s get it
Girl you got a hold of me, don’t let go of me
I’m sorry but I can’t eat it like groceries
I’m sipping on lean and smoking on OG
You don’t have to worry, girl it’s just you and me

Chief Keef – You & Me Lyrics

[Hook]
Boy, I’ma catch it, teach you a lesson
We be texting, and we be sexing
I’m dressed in designer, she be naked
She go up and down, like let’s get it, let’s get it
Girl you got a hold of me, don’t let go of me
I’m sorry but I can’t eat it like groceries
I’m sipping on lean and smoking on OG
You don’t have to worry, girl it’s just you and me

[Verse]
She like, what were you doing with your friends at 2 AM
Sipping lean like soup, I’m finna pick you up in this coupe, what it do
I don’t see nothing wrong with a gangster being on your mind
You know I got them bands
You can’t throw shade because I was taught to shine

[Hook]
Boy, I’ma catch it, teach you a lesson
We be texting, and we be sexing
I’m dressed in designer, she be naked
She go up and down, like let’s get it, let’s get it
Girl you got a hold of me, don’t let go of me
I’m sorry but I can’t eat it like groceries
I’m sipping on lean and smoking on OG
You don’t have to worry, girl it’s just you and me

DILLON FRANCIS – Say Less lyrics

Dylon, Dylon with the boom pow
Every week now I switch to a new style
Two 12’s in the back just blew out
Everything I do end up in the news now
Leave the club with a few now
Just some Hollywood girls and they do chow
I’m drunk, I’m drunk in the mood now
2 AM what you wanna do now?
(What you wanna do now?)

Look baby, pass the Stella
Don’t spill on me, that’s Margiela
Got this Oakland game to tell her
Goddamn, she look familiar
Think we hooked up at Coachella
What’s her name? Isabella? Isa- uhhh… forget it

That’s like a week ago
But we both know how weekends go
Tryna function, got some places we could go
Lock jaw got me speakin slow like
I’m blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes

Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less (yeah)
Say less

Ay girl, what it do do
If u got friends, cool bring a few through
No fun if the homies can’t have none
R.I.P. Nate Dogg shit is too true
And you know what I’m down for
Round 2, Round 3 into Round 4
Mood switched when she knocked at the front door
Next up was the uproar, yeah

Was like a week ago, but we both know how weekends go
Tryna tuck off got some places we could go
Swear she got the deepest throat like wow
She’s blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes

Say Less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less (yeah)
Say less

Sheesh, what you sayin? I don’t understand
Goddamn, I’m out my mind I popped another Xan
Sheesh, I swear this lock jaw got me stuttering
Goddamn, girl, you so fine, I’d fall in love again
Sheesh, gettin’ faded is my favorite rush
Goddamn, you talkative, ain’t gotta say too much
Be quiet, who got some grapes? I’m tryna roll some trees
Goddamn, uppers and downers, I’m off both of these
Gettin’ faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Gettin’ faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Please say less
Please say less
Please say less
I’m blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes

Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less
Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less

Say less – Dillon Francis feat. G-Eazy lyrics

Lyrics Dillon Francis – Say less

Dylon, Dylon with the boom pow
Every week now I switch to a new style
Two 12’s in the back just blew out
Everything I do end up in the news now
Leave the club with a few now
Just some Hollywood girls and they do chow
I’m drunk, I’m drunk in the mood now
2 AM what you wanna do now?
(What you wanna do now?)(say less)

Look baby, pass the Stella
Don’t spill on me, that’s Margiela
Got this Oakland game to tell her
Goddamn, she look familiar
Think we hooked up at Coachella
What’s her name? Isabella? Isa uhhhh.. forget it.

That’s like a week ago
But we both know how weekends go
Tryna function, got some places we could go
Lock jaw got me speakin slow like
I’m blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS versuri-lyrics.info
You tryna f*ck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes.

Say lessss
Say lessss
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say lessss
Say lesss.

Ay girl, what it do do
If u got friends, cool bring a few through
No fun if the homies can’t have none
R.I.P. Nate Dogg shit is too true
And you know what I’m down for
Round 2, Round 3 into Round 4
Mood switched when she knocked at the front door
Next up was the uproar, yeah.

Was like a week ago, but we both know how weekends go
Tryna tuck off got some places we could go
Swear she got the deepest throat like wow
She’s blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna f*ck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes.

Say Less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say less (yeah)
Say lessss.

Sheesh, what you sayin? I don’t understand
Goddamn, I’m out my mind I popped another Xan
Sheesh, I swear this lock jaw got me stuttering
Goddamn, girl, you so fine, I’d fall in love again
Sheesh, gettin’ faded is my favorite rush
Goddamn, you talkative, ain’t gotta say too much
Be quiet, who got some grapes? I’m tryna roll some trees
Goddamn, uppers and downers, I’m off both of these
Gettin’ faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Gettin’ faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Please say less
Please say less
Please say less
I’m blessed on blessed
I don’t GAFOS
You tryna f*ck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes.

Say less
Say less
You ain’t got
You ain’t got
You, you, you ain’t got
Say lesss. (x2)
Dillon Francis lyrics
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