Jessie J – I Believe In Love lyrics

[Verse 1]
I find myself daydreaming of a better world
Memories can bleed in my open heart
London clouds are crying
But I’m dancing in the pouring rain
Grown up life is to learn not to fall apart

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’m closer to high vibrations
Climbing up the sweeter and deeper waves
And what I can do, to make it
To be happy
To be true to me, in every way

[Chorus]
I know I’ll be alright
I know that I’ll survive
I know I’ll rise above it
‘Cause I believe in love
And even when it’s hard
Livin’ with my scars
It never miles to nothing
‘Cause I believe in love

[Verse 2]
Nobody tells me how to grow, no
I just gotta know
Emotional, but I won’t define myself on the past
Balance is key
Understanding I can won’t be always in control
Sometimes the right road goes by taking the broken path

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I’m closer to high vibrations
Climbing up the sweeter and deeper waves
And what I can do, to make it
To be happy
To be true to me, in every way

[Chorus]
I know I’ll be alright
I know that I’ll survive
I know I’ll rise above it
‘Cause I believe in love
And even when it’s hard
Livin’ with my scars
It never miles to nothing
‘Cause I believe in love

[Bridge]
Yes
Keep it simple
Follow my heart
This love I’m into, yes
[?]
The more the time flies away
The closer it feels to wise with age
No energy is giving me life

[Outro]
‘Cause I believe in love
I believe, I believe in love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yes
‘Cause I believe in love (I believe, I believe in love)
Oooh yeah, yeah
‘Cause I believe in love
Ohh, ‘cause I believe in love
I believe in love

BTS – Airplane Pt.2 lyrics

Isanghan kkoma
Sumswideus nolaehaessne
Eodideun joh-a
Eum-ag-i hago sip-eossne
Ojig nolae
Simjang-eul ttwige hadeonthing
Hanappun-ideon
Gil-eul geol-eossjiman

Swibji anh-a
Silpaewa jeolmang
Jichin nal nugunga bulleo sewo geonnen mal
You’re a singing star
You’re a singing star
But I see no star..
Myeoch nyeon-i heulleogabeolin dwi

(We still) Sky high, sky fly, sky dope
(We still) Same try, same scar, same work
(We still) sesang eodil gado
(We still) hotelbangseo jag-eob
(I still) haluneun neomu jal dwae geu da-eumnal-eun manghae
(I still) oneul-eun mwolo salji gimnamjun anim RM?
Seumuldaseos, jal saneun beob-eun ajigdo boleugess-eo
Geuleoni oneuldo ulineun geunyang go

We goin’ from NY to Cali
London to Paris
Uliga ganeun geu gos-i eodideun party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
I segye eodiseolado nan nolaehali
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi..

Guleum wileul maeil guleum wileul maeil
Guleum wie nae feel guleum wie check it
Guleumgwaui kemi guleumgwa halu jong-il
Guleum taneun jaemi, guleum bomyeo fade in
Neohuin molla maybe
Myeoch nyeon dong-an-ui bihaeng tas-e
Maillijiman myeoch simman dae
Mos ilun neohuideul-eul wilohaejul ttaeya
Geu bihaeng pointeulo seonmul halge
Love eeopeullein modeu singyeong-eun da off
Geu nugudeunji mwoladeon
Geujeo gyesog peoseuteuleul jikimyeo
Bam haneul-eul bolge jigeum nae jalie majchwo

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Geulae meomchuneun beobdo
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Geulae jom swineun beobdo
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Silpaehaneun beobdo
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
TV nawaseo gwiyeoun
Don jalangdeul-eun fed up
Yeogwon-eun gwalosa jigjeon
Midieoui hyetaeg-eun doelyeo neonega bad-assji kkalkkalkkalkkal
Ya ya selleobnol-ineun neonega deo jalhae
Ulin yeojeonhi geuttaewa ttoggat-eo
Woo!

We goin’ from Mexico City
London to Paris
Uliga ganeun geu gos-i eodideun party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
I segye eodiseolado nan nolaehali
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi..

BTS – Airplane Pt.2 (English Translation) lyrics

An odd kid
He sang as if he was breathing
Wherever was fine
He only wanted to do music
Only singing
The thing that made his heart beat
Although he walked down the only path

It’s not easy
Failure and frustration
Words that someone gave me after calling me, exhausted, to stop
You’re a singing star
You’re a singing star
But I see no star…
After some years passed by

(We still) Sky high, sky fly, sky dope
(We still) Same try, same scar, same work
(We still) Wherever in the world we go
(We still) We work in our hotel rooms
(I still) One day it works out too well, then the next day I’m completely screwed
(I still) Who should I live as today, Kim Namjoon or RM?
25, I still don’t know how to live well
So, today as well, we just go

We goin’ from NY to Cali
London to Paris
Wherever we go, party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
Wherever in the world, I will sing
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

Every day above the clouds, Every day above the clouds
My feel above the clouds, Check it above the clouds
My chemistry with the clouds, All day with the clouds
The fun of riding the clouds, Fade in looking at the clouds
You don’t know maybe
Thanks to years of flying
I got a few hundred thousand mileage
It’s time to console you who couldn’t make it
I’ll give you the flight points as a present
Love the airplane mode, Turn off all the concerns
No matter what anyone says
I’ll just continue to keep the first
And look at the night sky as it fits my place right now

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah how to stop
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah how to take some rest
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah how to fail
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I got fed up by you cutely bragging about your money on TV
My passport is about to die from overwork
You’re the ones who benefitted from media, bwahahaha
Hey, hey you’re the ones who’re better at playing celebrities
We’re still the same as back then
Woo!

We goin’ from Mexico City
London to Paris
Wherever we go, party
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

We goin’ from Tokyo, Italy
Hong Kong to Brazil
Wherever in the world, I will sing
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi
El Mariachi

Kehlani – The Way lyrics

(feat. Chance The Rapper)

[Verse 1: Kehlani]
You so damn important
Everything you do shows me you know it
Behind it all you are the motive
Don’t tell you enough, but baby I’ll show it, show it
He say the king where he come from
Take a young queen just to know one
So, baby, I’mma drive it like it’s stolen
I’mma fix it like it’s broken
We could catch a flight out to London
Go to the mall, spend a lump sum
They could try to catch up to us
But they’re too busy making assumptions

[Bridge: Kehlani]
Boy, you know all I do
Is stay up all night losing sleep over you
All I do
Is drive myself crazy thinkin’ ’bout my

[Hook: Kehlani]
It’s the way you walk, the way you talk, babe
It’s the way you love, the way you fuck, the way
It’s the way you are, you’re a star, babe
It’s the way you, it’s the way you

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
She said “I ain’t even make my bed up”
“Watch your step, you gon’ wake my mama and dad up”
Pssh, girl, didn’t I tell you at the damn club?
We gon’ wake your neighbors
Turn your block club to my fan club
And that happen so fast
Damn, I’m glad I strapped up
Ask her when she finish, if she came
She said I lapped ya twice
Run it back for the dub, rematch
Flip the crib when we fuck, RE/MAX
It get hot than a mug, glass cup
You can ask her if I fuck, she gassed, huh
I gotta keep it a secret, I keep a key in my lower pocket
Inside a register below the lower octave
Dirty laundry in my closet, they be strung out on the street
Left to dry with drawers, sheets and no deposit
But I don’t gotta worry, put my hand on your mouth
Put my hands in your mouth, girl
We got plans at my house, you know the way up

[Hook: Kehlani]
It’s the way you walk, the way you talk, babe
It’s the way you love, the way you fuck, the way
It’s the way you are, you’re a star, babe
It’s the way you, it’s the way you

[Verse 3: Kehlani]
This thing we got is crazy
Only thing I know is you’re my baby
Forever down, I am your lady
Always for sure, never a maybe
Never met someone who spoke my language
Never met a nigga done with playin’
You the type of nigga make me lane switch
Hand me the brush and say “paint it”
Give me your heart and I hold it
Show me your soul and I’ll mold it
Baby boy, you gotta be the dopest
Gotta be to fuck with the coldest

[Bridge: Kehlani]
Boy, you know all I do
Is stay up all night losing sleep over you
All I do
Is drive myself crazy thinkin’ ’bout my baby

[Hook: Kehlani]
It’s the way you walk, the way you talk, babe
It’s the way you love, the way you fuck, the way
It’s the way you are, you’re a star, babe
It’s the way you, it’s the way you

Plan B – Guess Again lyrics

[Hook]
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon

[Chorus]
Hey, guess again
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end

[Verse 1]
Try to divide us and we grow stronger
Can’t fight us no longer
Man are too righteous, ain’t going under
We’ll take them down instead
Drop ’em on their head from the height of Mount Everest
We don’t bow down to no terrorists
So why we gonna kneel for the politicians
When we see ’em going on so treacherous
Hey, them man they be lying, they be fucking with our future
From all positions like they reading Kama Sutra
Breaking out the EU like they in a Mini Cooper
Yeah

[Chorus]
Guess again
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end

[Verse 2]
Ain’t scared of no tyrants
They can’t control us, threaten us with violence
Man dem will roll up, hear the sound of sirens
Then we see the road blocks
Think that’s gonna change things, boy?
Boys in blue see black and white, don’t see no other colour
But they only shoot at one more than they do the other
If you think that people only riot in the summer
Guess again, guess again, guess again-gain-gain
Don’t you know what happen when you back man in a corner
Lash out, don’t act like we didn’t warn ya
Lash out, you man are acting out of order
Murder man for nothing and the government support ya
Woah

[Chorus]
Guess again
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that we had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought we wouldn’t represent to the end
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end

[Bridge]
Right wing fundamentalists, oh
We don’t like your rhetoric, no
You man are fucking menaces
But we’ll stay here and settle this
If you think we’re playing
Then you don’t know who you’re messing with
If you think this is a game
Guess again, guess again, guess again-gain-gain
If you think this is a game
Guess again, guess again, guess again-gain

[Hook]
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon

[Chorus]
Guess again
If you thought that I had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent my ends
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end
If you thought that I had come here to pretend, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent, guess again
If you thought I wouldn’t represent my ends
To the very bitter end, to the very bitter end

[Hook]
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon
Think I’m gonna run when the torture man
Come from the London dungeon

Tee Grizzley – Connect lyrics

(Intro)
Take off (take off)
I’m in London, got my beat from London

(Verse 1)
Run up a check on them niggas, I got ’em bitter off that
They give me nothin’ but they still be feelin’ that I should be givin’ them that (I don’t owe no nigga)
When I come back off the road I take a victory lap (victory lap)
Just can’t do no dumb shit with none of these fuck niggas, ain’t get that victory back
Turn up, trap house with the space heater, I was just sittin’ in that (I was just sittin’ in that)
Big MAC with 50 shots, you playin’, I’m givin’ you that
I ain’t got a way to it, y’all side, I got in the building with that (got in the building with that)
Rob me and I wanna see blood, there ain’t no givin’ it back (tell him run up on me then)
Niggas watched me run around broke, it ain’t no feeling like that (ain’t no feeling like that)
Press ’em up off a 3 minute rap, JB, how they feel about that? (on the first day out)
Girl I wanna fuck you in this Wraith, tell me how you feel about that (how you feel about that?)
After this, I’m ignorin’ your texts, bitch, you got a nigga for that

(Pre-Chorus)
My stomach was touchin’ my back (it was)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
Remember my freedom got snatched? (it did)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
But I ain’t get hit with no net (I didn’t)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)
These niggas got overlapped (they did)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)

(Chorus)
But I got a Cali’ connect (I got a Cali’ connect)
In case I don’t make it in rap (in case I don’t make it in rap)
I gotta chase this connect (gotta chase this connect)
They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’ (They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’)
I got a Miami connect (I got a Miami connect)
My Haitian will throw you a bag (Haitian throw you a bag)
I got a Atlanta connect (I got a Atlanta connect)
They gon’ pull up with them straps (pull up with them)

(Verse 2)
Shout-out to my nigga Yachty, he put the bear on the boat (one-hunnid)
That bitch say she got a nigga, I can take care of you both (for real)
My people say, and I quote, “Boy, you will never get on.” (fuck ’em)
Now all their faces so long, my free CD damn near went gold (went gold)
Tell the promoter just come with a dub, and I’ma come pack out the place (it’s lit)
Don’t talk ’bout the business, call up beforehand, my nigga, they gon’ get you straight
And you gotta say half while we on the phone, or we can’t lock in today
You try to take up for that nigga’s beef, you gon’ get dropped in his place (you gon’ get killed)

(Bridge)
And I got a plug in Virginia, in case I don’t make it with lyrics (In case I don’t make it with lyrics)
Give a fuck if this your city, I’ll put niggas on spirit (I’ll put niggas on spirit)
When they get hear it, you wick it, I just met Gotti in Memphis
I only fuck with the streets, can’t relate to these industry niggas

(Pre-Chorus)
My stomach was touchin’ my back (it was)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
Remember my freedom got snatched? (it did)
I was in my feelings ’bout that (I was)
But I ain’t get hit with no net (I didn’t)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)
These niggas got overlapped (they did)
They in their feelings ’bout that (they is)

(Chorus)
But I got a Cali’ connect (I got a Cali’ connect)
In case I don’t make it in rap (in case I don’t make it in rap)
I got a Texas connect (I got a Texas connect)
They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’ (They ain’t gon’ run out of Act’)
I got a Miami connect (I got a Miami connect)
My Haitian will throw you a bag (Haitian will throw you a bag)
I got a Atlanta connect (got a Atlanta connect)
They gon’ pull up with them straps (pull up with them)

(Bridge)
And I got a plug in Virginia, in case I don’t make it with lyrics
Give a fuck if this your city, I’ll put niggas on spirit
When they get hear it, you wick it, I just met Gotti in Memphis
I only fuck with the streets, can’t relate to these industry niggas

OBLADAET – JUMANJI lyrics

[Куплет 1]
Ты всем нужен, до тех пор пока не сел в лужу
Но всем лучше, если б не было тебя, слушай
Я свой мир рушил, в один миг свой мир рушил
Собирал по частям и рушил
Но это не Lego, не игрушки
Вставляла меня, пробовал эту наркоту на себе
И все больше рубил ветку, на которой сидел
Меня не отпускает и это во мне и по сей день
Жала на кнопки, играла мной, как RPG по сети
Важно, что скажут со стороны и все ну чего они пялятся?
Это из рук вон, а я из рук вырывал тебя, будто черная пятница
Ты шла за мной вслед, но чаще казалось, что я просто пятился
И этой ночью мне не спится, будто я чертов пьяница
Я в черном, все попытки в итоге оказались никчемны
Нервы не к чёрту
Меня не было тут, но появился останусь с ночевкой
Похуй, о чем ты?
Ой ладно, все течет Темзой. Oi, London
Пожирал взглядом, и не ставил крест на ней
Будто бы на тишке Boy London
Быть человеком – замком
Строже программы “Человек и Закон”
Ты будто попала под дождь, а я был тем самым человеком с зонтом

[Припев]
Джуманджи
Мы играли в игру
Джуманджи (х8)

[Куплет 2]
Aw God shit
Мы играли в игру Джуманджи
Я кинул кости и ждал тебя тут
Твои слова на листах – бумажки
Мой черный фасон – сияющая дельта
Ты чертов масон
Не мог проснуться, думал что это сон
Ведь ты попалась, твое сердце в моем черном лассо
Черный список, но не Black Paper
Все, что есть в ранце, будто Backpacker
Иди по кривой, хоть был вектор
Кидай больше слов, ведь тут был ветер
В ушах Hope Виз Калифы
Уже кабина едет, как вниз на лифте
Дальше идти или тут залипнуть
Добиться своего и снова вниз с Олимпа
Не ждать зеленый, а двинуть на красный
Пусти на самотек, ведь нахуй стараться
В голове бардак, было все напрасно
И снова Twitter, WhatsApp, мой Ask-book
Нет слов, будто нет азбук
Снова сжигать мосты? Не, я пас тут
Ведь их развели просто
Одно поле, но мы по флангам разным
Холодный рассудок, в руках пара сумок
Никто не осудит и куда я по сути
Холодный рассудок, в руках пара сумок
Никто не осудит и куда я по сути
Холодный рассудок, в руках пара сумок
Никто не осудит и куда я по сути

[Припев]
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи
Джуманджи, мы играли в игру джуманджи

OBLADAET – PANDA FREESTYLE (feat. STED.D) lyrics

[Интро: Obladaet x sted.d]
Панда, ха
Ра-ра-ра
Пррра
Окей
Окей
Панда
Е—еее
Панда
Панда, панда, панда, панда
Панда, панда, панда

[Куплет 1: Obladaet]
Делаю музыку, она не для стада
Много работаю, но не для стажа
Волнует прогресс, но даже на старте
Вижу успех после смс с банка
Total black, phantom
Я в монохроме, будто бы панда
Lacoste крокодил или вкинут на камо
Тусуем как психи, похожи на панков
Total black, phantom
В монохроме – как панда
Льем Bombay на пол
Вылез джин с даблкапа
Всё о себе, врубай за пасхалки
В вашем кино буду в роли бастарда
Видел их путь на банковских картах
Я должен не спать, чтобы выспаться в Ламбо
Делаю музыку, она не для стада
Много работаю, но не для стажа
Волнует прогресс, но даже на старте
Вижу успех после смс с банка
Total black, phantom
Я в монохроме, будто бы панда
Lacoste крокодил или вкинут на камо
Тусуем как психи, похожи на панков
Total black, phantom
В монохроме – как панда
Льем Bombay на пол
Вылез джин с даблкапа
Всё о себе, врубай за пасхалки
В вашем кино буду в роли бастарда
Видел их путь на банковских картах
Я должен не спать, чтобы выспаться в Ламбо

[Бридж: Obladaet]
Райдим, райдим, ха
Мы райдим, райдим
Панда
Пра-пра-пра
Ха
Панда
Е-е
Панда
Е-е-е-е
А, а
Панда, панда, панда, панда

[Куплет 2:Obladaet]
Видел меня на этих сайтах?
Я не просил, вы сделали сами
Скатился и меня везут эти сани
Жизнь как экзамен, живу как дизайнер
Броуди, ты знаешь?
В таксе AUX? что делать ты знаешь
Группис жалеют что с нами связались
И грязные мысли под чистым кристалом

[Куплет 3: Obladaet]
Total black, phantom
В монохроме, как панда
Льем Bombay на пол
Вылез джин с дабл капа
Забудь мне не нужны баттлы
Все само ползёт ко мне в лапы
Мы будто в тумане, тут вроде не London
Я должен не спать, чтобы выспаться в Ламбо
Они пишут “ты топ, Обла”
Давай как раньше, стоп, Обла”
Меняюсь, но я все тот Обла
И отдай мне кэш за альбом года
За альбом года?
Я правда душу за альбом продал
Оу, черт! я записал альбом с богом
И альбом стильный, будто альбом с модой
Collezioni
На красных глазах мы летим на зелёный
Вся туса на траур, ведь убились в субботу
Что делал вчера всегда помню сегодня (Помню сегодня!)
Основа на поле
Ты хотел дроп? трек снова на воле
Ты лезешь с советом – меня не заботит
Я занят делом, но я не на работе

[Бридж: Obladaet x sted.d]
А
Ха
Панда, панда, панда
Е-е-е
Пау, пау, пау
Панда
Панда, панда, панда

[Куплет 4: Sted. d]
Totall black – phanthom
В монохроме, как панда
Кубок ядреного пойла в банду
Вывод нала на новый bottle
Я сыт по горло унылым адом
Их слэнг подобен кретинам с арго
Разлом в культуре за пару сек
Едем на это кино – в икарусе
Oh my gosh, правда
Ты выиграл суку в корейский рандом
Зачем сундук, у меня есть карта?
Мы в booty bay с моей командой
Е-е
Свеж, как дъявол
Внутри меня кто-то, он рвётся когтями
Среди безнадежных кварталов рецепты от кашля, как рай для бродяги
Айо
Я снова болен – в моем бомбее густое горе
Мы видели много людей, но не один их них не подарит покоя
Я в этих пустышек теряюсь easy
Смешался с толпой, их никчемной жизнью
Я обеспокоен
Но кап полон: в нем чай с мятой, вискарь с колой
Totall black – phanthom
В монохроме, как панда
Кубок ядреного пойла got em
Вывод нала – кислотный слалом
Мы катим в кромешной тьме
Я демон от музыки – всё в огне
Ты лезешь с советом – дам ответ
Душа – мертва, я не с ней

[Аутро: Obladaet]
А-а-а
Панда, Панда

Skepta – Man lyrics

[Pre-Hook]
I don’t know why man’s callin’ me family all of a sudden
Like hmm, my mum don’t know your mum
Stop telling man you’re my cousin
I got day ones and I got new ones
No fake ones, trust no one
It’s Boy Better Know ’til I die
Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde

[Hook]
Cause man get money with the gang
Man get girls with the gang
Man eat food with the gang
Man talk slang so the feds
Can’t work out what I just said to a man
Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is “Can I get a pic for the gram?”
I was like “Nah, sorry man”
I only socialize with the crew and the gang

[Verse 1]
Woah, guess who’s back
Came a long way from sittin’ in the flats
Came a long way from when whites never used to mix with blacks
Now all my white niggas and my black mates, we got the game on smash
I used to rate your page on MySpace but you never stayed on track
Upset cause your wife is a fan, she done with a little boy
Now she wants to be with a man
Told my accountant “Do me a transfer, cause I wanna buy some land”
You and I have got different plans
Real mad man, I might go Saint Ann’s
No Triple A pass, no wristbands
You are not mandem, you are not gang

[Skit]
Tracksuit Mafia, Boy Better Know
My ones, my team
Meridian, bad blocks
London boys, active boys
You get me?

[Hook]
Man get money with the gang
Man get girls with the gang
Man eat food with the gang
Man talk slang so the feds
Can’t work out what I just said to a man
Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is “Can I get a pic for the gram?”
I was like “Nah, sorry man”
I only socialize with the crew and the gang

[Verse 2]
They wanna see me drown
Tryna hold the mandem down
Cause I shutdown Shoreditch car park
And I got bars like Camden Town
Out there tryna survive on the streets
Tryin’ not to get killed by the police
And I be schoolin’ MC’s
Nobody leaves ’til half-past-three
This year I’mma teach them a lesson
Tell Grace don’t reply to those emails
Nah, I don’t wanna do no sessions
It’s like them man have got an obsession with my style of expression
But in public, never hear my name mentioned
Catch them at the nightclub entrance
Always seekin’ attention
But I be inside, tryna get burse
Lookin’ all cool like Herc
Dressed like I just come from P.E
You’re dressed like you just come from church
Better do your research
You don’t wanna hear my verse come after your verse
MCs act brand new cause they got a little money in their purse
So you had a good solo career?
Had a few big songs over the years?
Back then you was a real Top Boy
But right now fam, nobody cares
Walked in the club, everybody’s like
“Who is he? Why is he walkin’ around with security?”
You know the postcode when you’re talkin’ road
Better know that I speak that fluently

[Pre-Hook]
I don’t know why man’s callin’ me family all of a sudden
Like hmm, my mum don’t know your mum
Stop telling man you’re my cousin
I got day ones and I got new ones
No fake ones, trust no one
It’s Boy Better Know ’til I die
Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde
Cause

[Hook]
Man get money with the gang
Man get girls with the gang
Man eat food with the gang
Man talk slang to the feds
Can’t work out what I just said to a man
Told me you was a big fan but the first thing you said when you saw me is “Can I get a pic for the gram?”
I was like “Nah, sorry man”
I only socialize with the crew and the gang

Skepta – Sit Down (feat. Lil B) lyrics

[Intro: Lil B]
Hey man, you already know who it is man
It’s your boy Lil B
Skepta in the building, man
Man I´m telling you man, we gettin´ so much money

[Hook: Lil B]
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd

[Verse 1: Skepta]
Look at my teacher’s face now
Look at my teacher’s face now
Had to put the cash inside the bag
And I’m gonna shut this place down
No intro, you heard the name
London city in burning flame
Slept in the trap for 30 days
Now I got fire on the stage
Hell, no I’m not a slave
Went back home ’cause I had to pray
I shed tears on my granddad’s grave
Release the lion out the cage
Told mum that we’re gonna be ok
Never leave home without my shades
‘Cause this life is a game of poker
Show these fake niggas how to play
Play with the fire and you got burned
And you got yourself to blame
I’m from Tottenham where they play lottery screaming out Jesus’ name
Everyday I got stopped in search, I couldn’t make it to church (Amen)
Found the solution, no excuses, manna had to make it work
Said I would never be shit, when I was on the 2 decks
Word around town I wrote ’em that, soon as I released my new crep
Whose killin’ ’em in the U.S, everybody gonna say U-S
Reluctantly, ’cause most of the fake don’t fuck with me

[Hook: Lil B]
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd

[Verse 2: Lil B]
New Rolls Royce, I had no choice
Had to drop the top in the summer when it’s snowing
Eat that Blac Chyna ass like boing-yoing
She call me R. Kelly, I was like duoy duoy
The way she move them hips, the way she works my wrist
In the traphouse and I’m servin’ up bricks (based god)
Call me Mack Maine, stay with a bad bitch
Call me [?], [Shawty Lo?] in this bitch
I do what I want, I just stunt
I just flex, I just run up
200 bands, do that dance, the moneydance
Feel me?

[Hook: Lil B]
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Hater, sit down, hater, sit down
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd
Bitch, shake your ass for the ballers in the crowd

Halsey – Bad At Love lyrics

[Verse 1]
Got a boy back home in Michigan
And he tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again
There’s a guy that lives in the garden state
And he told me that we’d make it ’til we graduate
So I told him that the music would be worth the wait
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

[Pre-Chorus]
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe that we’re meant to be
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best of me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

[Chorus]
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love

[Verse 2]
Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one, but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about her when I’m riding through

[Pre-Chorus]
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe that I’m in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best in me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

[Chorus]
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, you know, you know, you know
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)

[Bridge]
I know that you’re afraid I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you’re afraid I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades

[Chorus]
You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, you know, you know, you know
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh

Playboi Carti – Magnolia lyrics

[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Running from an opp, and I shoot at opp (what)
And I’m on the block (what, what, what)
And I’m on the block (what)
In New York I Milly Rock (hello?) hide it in my sock (what)
Hide it in my sock (what) selling that rerock (what, what, what, what, what)

[Chorus]
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Used to sell rerock, running from the cops
Shooting at the opps (Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Shooting at the opps, cause I run they block
Gimme top (top) in my drop-top
All these hoes gon’ flock (flock, flock) when I drop (drop, drop)
All these hoes gon’ flock (flock, flock) when I drop (drop, drop)
All these hoes gon’ flock (flock, flock) when I drop (drop, drop)

[Verse]
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
All these hoes want cash, all these hoes want bags
Fucking on yo’ bitch, uh, I’m her dad
All these niggas sound like cash (sound like cash)
I’m a soldier, damn, I thought I told you
Shootin’ like a soldier, like I’m from Magnolia
All these, niggas, always, fold
Big, bank, never, fold
Sippin, Act’, fill that shit slowly
Bitches, on me, say she like my clothing
I’m in London, Young Carti global
Designer is on me, call it dirty laundry
All these bitches want Young Carti, Young Carti (yeah)
Ay, Young Carti, Young Carti (what)
Young Carti, Young Carti (yeah)
All of your bitches they loose
All of your bitches they loose
All of my bitches they rich
And they stay rockin’ that Rick
What, what, huh, what, what, huh
Rich, rich, Cash Carti, bitch
Rich, bitch, got a rich clique
I’m suckin’ on the clit, she suckin’ on the dick
Give that hoe a tip, told her “Buy some kicks”
Then I brush my teeth, pop up in a whip
Glocky in the whip, glocky in the whip
And I’m cocky, fuckin’ on a thotty
She just wanna plot me, bitch can’t stop me
I’m riding in a Mazi, this ain’t even my Mazi
Oh, that’s not yo’ thottie, yo’ bitch look like a aunty
Walked in with Ashanti, damn, that look like Shanti
Damn, that look like Carti, I think dat be Young Carti
Heard he spent a hunnid on a fucking watch piece, that’s filthy

[Chorus]
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp
And I’m on the block
And I’m on the block
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Hide in my sock, selling that rerock
What, what, what, what, what
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Use to sell rerock, running from the cops
Shooting at the opps, you know what I’m sayin’?

[Outro]
Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
Bitch ass nigga, fuck that nigga man!

Tee Grizzley – 2 Vaults Lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Young Thug]
We got London on da Track
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need two vaults
With the two cars
What that coupe cost?
Get that tool off
What your jewels cost?
What that coupe cost?
I need two vaults
I’m the new Hulk

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Hit your bitch and give her back, now she yours again (she yours)
Back to back in them Ferraris, we stay horseplayin’ (skrrt)
Run up on us and the morgue gon’ have corpses in
Harvard student doin’ my taxes, I got dork friends
I put rings on them hundreds, bitch, I married them (bitch, I married them)
You see my niggas, money and ice everywhere on them (that shit everywhere)
And we fuck each other’s hoes ’cause we don’t cherish them (that’s a fact)
But we gon’ leak out that info, we can’t embarrass them (we got y’all covered)
Can’t leave the country, but I got my beat from London (got my beat from London)
These niggas talk but see me out and ain’t on nothin’ (ain’t on shit)
I’m in the stu, I need a Perc’, go get the runner
You got shooters, I got hunters, you got twenties, I got hundreds, nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Wire 200 to Izzy, get my ice here (overnight)
These niggas plastic, y’all as real as Buzz Lightyear
Nigga say he got that dope, then what the price is? (What the price is?)
I don’t drink, but it’s for sale, we got pints in (we got pints in)
We got Tech in (we got Tech), we got Act’ in (we got Act’)
.45 bullets jammed in that MAC-10
They don’t check none of the artists, so I’m packin’
It’s a problem, then you’ll see me get crackin’ (shoot somethin’)
Addy 212, bitch, what’s brackin’ (what’s good?)
I might be in the Escalade but I ain’t lackin’ (know it’s on me)
Put that bag on you, act like I don’t know what happened (damn, straight up)
I hear the story, be like, “Damn, that was tragic” (That’s fucked up)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, Lil Boat, ayy
I’m still under 21, so I can’t cop a pistol (yeah)
But them choppas in my name and they can’t wait to hit you
Crib came with a court and some legal fishes (yeah)
Carrot cake around my neck, VS1 the crystals
Extended magazines (damn), chauffeured limosines (damn)
Before I dropped out, I fucked the daughter of the dean (I did)
65 thousand dollars in a nigga’s jeans
Ball like Sefolosha (yeah), skrrt the Testarosa (yeah)
Nigga all about the guap like a stock broker (yeah)
Brother with me and he shootin’, no damn focus
Every bitch I ever fucked with was mad older (for real)
Had to keep this shit player like the OG Yoda, Lil Boat

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

Calum Scott – Not Dark Yet

[Verse 1]
Shadows are falling, and I’ve been here all day
It’s too hot to sleep, and time is running away
Feel like my soul has, turned into steel
I’ve still got the scars, that the sun didn’t heal
There’s not even room enough, to be anywhere

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 2]
Well, my sense of humanity, has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there’s been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing, what was in her mind
I just don’t see why I should even care

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 3]
Well, I’ve been to London, and I’ve been to gay Paris
I’ve followed the river, and I got to the sea
I’ve been down to the bottom, of a world full of lies
I ain’t lookin for nothing, in anyone’s eyes
Sometimes my burden, is more than I can bear

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 4]
I was born here, and I’ll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
I can’t even remember what it was, I came here to get away from
Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer

[Outro]
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

Lily Allen – My One [Live] Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby, I fucked half the boys in Paris
I knew you were so embarrassed
Cause I need my one

Darling, I woke up in Austin, Texas
I did decline to stay for breakfast
Ah, ah
Cause I need my one

[Hook]
My one, my one
My number one
My one, my one
My number one

[Verse 2]
Honey, I had a (?)
I put that loser in an uber
Cause he’s not my one
Pumpkin, I’ve picked something up in Sydney
And then the voice inside my kidneys
Said I need my one

[Hook]
My one, my one
My number one
My one, my one
My number one

[Bridge]
Honey, things in Gothenburg came undone
So I’m heading back to London
For to see my one

[Hook]
My one, my one
My one, my one
My one, my one
My number one

[Outro]
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one

Jay Critch – Back From London Lyrics

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Just got back from London
You know how I’m bomin’
Balenciagas on me
Bank rolls coming

Aye cookie by the onion
Turn nothing into something
Aye Fendi, Masi, stunting
Lotta blue cheese coming

Blue cheese on the way though
I was fucking up a bank roll
Turn nothing into something
I was broke now I’m stunting

Twelve watching gotta lay low
Blow the racks like play doh
I was broke man I couldn’t afford it
Nowadays I pull up in a foreign

[Verse 1: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
I’ma block her if she keep calling
Huh, Rich Forever, still balling
Maybach is [?]
BK that’s Jay Critch
I was broke, got a broke wrist
Hundred bands now I ice it

Bentley truck just me and Rich
Hundred bands gotta make it flip
I’m the man and she notice it
I got money now she can’t get over it

Huh niggas that hated, we balling
Pull up Bugatti, I’m sorry
I drop a dub on a ring
She want Chanel and Céline

She want Chanel and a ring
But she cannot get a thing
Rich Forever bitch I ball like the ref
She in the back of the ‘bach with Dex
Jugging up packs on packs, who next?
I need the racks on racks to flex
Call up my shooter he at your neck
I get the moolah, I fuck the rest

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Just got back from London
You know how I’m bomin’
Balenciagas on me
Bank rolls coming

Aye cookie by the onion
Turn nothing into something
Aye Fendi, Masi, stunting
Lotta blue cheese coming

Blue cheese on the way though
I was fucking up a bank roll
Turn nothing into something
I was broke now I’m stunting

Twelve watching gotta lay low
Blow the racks like play doh
I was broke man I couldn’t afford it
Nowadays I pull up in a foreign

[Verse 2: Jay Critch & Rich The kid]
Aye green cabbage gotta have it
Aye smoking jattic, living lavish
My bitch ain’t average, rockstar Zoe Kravitz
She seen the fabric Goyard, let me smash it

I’ma smash it, attack it, pass it
I’m bending the bitch over backwards
Rolling with too many bankrolls, hundos
I ran them up for the blue notes

Walk around with the green on me, like Rondo
Too much money that it can’t fold
Justo just got a elbow

Cash it, Rack it
Aye 50K on a back end

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Just got back from London
You know how I’m bomin’
Balenciagas on me
Bank rolls coming

Aye cookie by the onion
Turn nothing into something
Aye Fendi, Masi, stunting
Lotta blue cheese coming

Blue cheese on the way though
I was fucking up a bank roll
Turn nothing into something
I was broke now I’m stunting

Twelve watching gotta lay low
Blow the racks like play doh
I was broke man I couldn’t afford it
Nowadays I pull up in a foreign

Pete Townshend – Face The Face (Album Version)

Face the face, got to face the face
Face the face, got to face the face

You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
From wiser folk who have been through it all
And the faded names sprayed up on the wall

We’ve got to judge the judge
We’ve got to find the finds
We’ve got to scheme the schemes
We’ve got to line the lines
We must stake the stakes
We gotta show the shown
We gotta take the takes
We gotta know the known

(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
We got to face the face
(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)

Face the face, got to face the face
Face the face, got to face the face

Got to
Got to

You must have tried and defied belief
Maybe buried your head in insular grief
I need your hunger, you need mine
A million mouths can swallow up time

We’ve got to fool the fools
We got to plan the plans
We got to rule the rules
We got to stand the stands
We got to fight the fight
We must fall the falls
We got to light the light
We got to call the calls

(We must race the race
So we can face the face)
We got to race the race
(We must race the race
So we can face the face)

Face the face, we got to face the face
We got to race the race
We got to

Keep looking

New York, Chicago
London and Glasgow
Keep looking

Keep on looking
Keep on cooking
Got to stay on this case
Study the pix
Watch the flix
We’ve got to find the face

Face the face, got to face the face (Watch the flix)
Got to

We’ve got to judge the judge
We got to find the finds
We’ve got to scheme the schemes
We got to line the lines
We got to fight the fight
We got to fall the falls
We got to light the light
We got to call the calls

(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
We got to face the face
(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
Keep looking, keep looking
(We must race the race
So we can face the face)
We got to race the race
(We must race the race
So we can face the face)
We got to face the face
We got to race the race

Wendy James – London’s Brilliant (Album Version)

I didn’t want to be some satellite clown
So I went up to London cause I heard it’s falling down
Found the Dennis the Menace of Little Venice
Still digging up the bones of Strummer and Jones
Revolutionary days were sadly over
And a cool profile down Ladbroke Grove
Won’t make it no more
You could wake up in a doorway

London’s brilliant when it’s raining
Everbody’s moaning and complaining
London’s dismal and divine
And I know one day, one day… One day, one day
It’s going to be…

Mine eyes have seen the gory faces of those bitter men
And their bawdy talk
And that’s not all
Every night before I closed my eyes
I’d say a prayer to my desires
Hung up on a poster on a wall
Don’t let me grow up to fail and fall
If I must grow up at all

Well the night’s got chilly and he swore he’d
Love me silly
But he couldn’t raise a spark in the dark in Hyde Park
With a bite and a bark, he tried to make his mark
Now he’s getting fucked silly somewhere in Piccadilly
He said I could be a little Madam in Mayfair
But I’d rather wake up in a doorway somewhere
Cause in the long run
I’ll probably be someone

London’s brilliant when it’s raining
Everbody’s moaning and complaining
London’s dismal and divine
And I know one day, one day… One day, one day
It’s going to be…
London’s brilliant!

Playboi Carti – Hoe Fo-Sho Lyrics

Im a young cool, and my city pipin up (what)
Baby wanna fuck me cuz she know i got hella bucks (what)
Put that bitch up on her butt, i told her get the bucks ( what, ooh)
Got these hoes yeah , hoe fo-sho (what)
Baby wanna suck me yeah i got the throat (what)
Baby wanna fuck me cause she knows im goon (what)
All these hoes fucking yeah you know they flowin

Southside nigga keep that shit goon, 2900 got that bad vroom
Bad bih love me fuck her in the morning
Hop in rarri young Carti get bud
All my niggas shootin, young niggas they shootin (yeah)
Fuck on ya bitch, ya bitch a boy
Bad bih wanna suck a dick
Bad bih like to suck the dick (what)
Bad bih like to suck the dick (what)
Bad bih like to suck the dick ( let go)
Bad bih wanna suck a dick ( what)
Take a addy pill we on London shit
Put her on a jet , she like lost and shit

Eric Bellinger – G.O.A.T. 2.0 (feat. Wale)

[Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
Yeah
Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
[?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
It’s Eazy

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yo, yo
I guess I’ma have to call her wait
I need someone to call me a cab
I drunk too much but I’m on my way
I hate fake love cause I love too hard
[?]
Come to your job bring lunch one time
Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
Super thick, super fine
Most important super smart
I celebrate for your intelligence
Fashionista so effortless
To tell the truth I got a [?]
But if I had to chose [?]

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time

[Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
It’s Eazy, Wale too
All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The Moon and back, yeah
Mixin’ with the wrist
That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah

Lotto Boyzz – Bim Bam (feat. Vianni)

[Verse 1: Ash]
We used to meet up at the bus stop and now me can’t stop bus
Sipping on some coffee trynna make some starbucks
Baby borrow me your bum bum when I done come
We can buss a rum punch inna London

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby stop movin’ mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems ’round here
Tell me you love it when you touch my jewellery girl

Have you still got time for me?
Cause Baby they be playing with your heart
Everybody wanna ruin your day

[Chorus]
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby
I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl

[Verse 2: Vianni]
Anglais to Francais
Merci beacoup, she say she want me (want me)
The guap make her work for papi
Get your eagle on, twist and twine for papi
You gotta work for me, you naughty girl you know you gotta twerk for me
I know you like to get it on with a nigga
Off them drawers
You naughty girl, you the one for me
Bandit lover, call me poppa
When I’m around, I hit you up, my momma
Ring ring ring, make the telephone a bling
Make you sing, sing, sing
Sit down pon the ting shawty
You said you like to get it on, with Vianni, like to get it on with me
Know say that you want me, so come over here

[Pre Chorus]
Baby stop movin’ mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems ’round here
Tell me you love it when you touch my jewellery girl

Have you still got time for me?
Cause Baby they be playing with your heart
Everybody wanna ruin your day

[Chorus]
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby
I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl

[Verse 3: Lucas]
Pulled up in something classy just to take you out to eat
Apple of my eye, but I’m staring at your peach
Shawty when you ride, looking like you want the D
Say you love my backstroke, make your body go weak
I’m that spot hitter, that guap flipper
She call your nigga big tipper
I get big figures, on my grind to be a rich nigga
I’m the shit nigga, time to put an end to a fucking bitch nigga
Shawty make that ass clap, make it round of applause
I’m naughty after hours, I’m a bullet for sure
Know that I’m peeking outdoors, when I’m inside deep in those walls, can’t handle it all, but I’mma give you some more
All begging me to stop, why you longing it for
And make that back arch when you go on the fours
Kill her with the stroke, I be hitting every beat
But she got the maddest whine, make your body go weak

[Pre Chorus]
Baby stop movin’ mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems ’round here
Tell me you love it when you touch my jewellery girl

Have you still got time for me?
Cause baby they be playing with your heart
Everybody wanna ruin your day

[Chorus: Ash & Vianni]
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby
I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl

Kodak Black – Roll In Peace (feat. XXXTentacion)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye, everything be like, off the top these days like
(We got London on the track!)
These days, I don’t even know what a pad is these days, ya know
Fuck that hoe ’cause she a nat nat

[Pre-Chorus: Kodak Black]
You ain’t the one for me, baby
You ain’t got shit I need, bitch
You want me to take my time with you
Well maybe I’m not your speed bitch
Maybe I’m out your league, bitch
You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch
Maybe I’m just too G for you
Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I can’t even roll in peace (why)
Everybody notice me (yeah)
I can’t even go to sleep (why)
I’m rolling on a bean (yeah)
They tried to give me eight
Got on my knees like "Jesus please"
He don’t even believe in Jesus
Why you got a Jesus piece?
If you wanna leave just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me
Even the blind can see
That you ain’t gon ride for me
You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got me for me
There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me
You said that you gon’ ride for me

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Baby, that’s blasphemy, yeah
Baby, you’re bad for me, yeah
Say you gon’ clap for me, yeah
Say you gon’ blast for me, yeah
Why you ain’t show me none of the love you say you have for me, yeah
I was goin’ through tragedy
Bitch, I needed you drastically, yeah
I’ma just switch my flow up, yeah
Maybe I’m sick, no throw up, yeah
Maybe I’m sick, no check up, yeah
Boy, you need to run your check up, yeah
I’m eatin’ on you niggas, no ketchup, yeah
I’m eatin’ on you niggas, can’t catch up, ayy
Hit her face down with her ass up, ayy
Even when I’m fucking, I’m masked up, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Kodak Black]
You ain’t the one for me, baby
You ain’t got shit I need, bitch
You want me to take my time with you
Well maybe I’m not your speed bitch
Maybe I’m out your league, bitch
You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch
Maybe I’m just too G for you
Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I can’t even roll in peace (why)
Everybody notice me (yeah)
I can’t even go to sleep (why)
I’m rolling on a bean (yeah)
They tried to give me eight
Got on my knees like "Jesus please"
He don’t even believe in Jesus
Why you got a Jesus piece?
If you wanna leave just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me
Even the blind can see (what)
That you ain’t gon ride for me
You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got for me
There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me
And you say that you gon’ ride with me

[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
I ain’t gon’ do the nigga shit ’cause I’m too good for features, huh
I ain’t gon’ fuck the nigga bitch ’cause I know she a eater, ayy
Last time I wifed a bitch she told the world I beat her, huh
And when they locked Lil Kodak up, my nigga I couldn’t believe it, huh
Ayy lil’ shawty, pop my whoadie
Pockets on Pinocchio, poking yuh
Hit her from the back, damn that bitch bleeding
Said I knocked her period on
Remember when I had that poker, huh
Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh
Forcing with a nigga, no Yoda, huh
That mean a young nigga got what on me? (ayy)

[Pre-Chorus: Kodak Black]
You ain’t the one for me, baby
You ain’t got shit I need, bitch
You want me to take my time with you
Well maybe I’m not your speed, bitch
Maybe I’m out your league, bitch
You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch
Maybe I’m just too G for you
Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I can’t even roll in peace (why)
Everybody notice me (yeah)
I can’t even go to sleep (why)
I’m rolling on a bean (yeah)
They tried to give me eight
Got on my knees like "Jesus please"
He don’t even believe in Jesus
Why you got a Jesus piece?
If you wanna leave just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me
Even the blind can see (fuck)
That you ain’t gon ride for me
You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got me for me
There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me
You say that you gon’ ride for me, ayy

[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London, got my beat from London

Halsey – Bad At Love (On SNL) (Live)

Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again
There’s a guy that lives in a garden state
And he told me that we make it ’til we graduate
So I told him the music would be worth the wait
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That we’re meant to be
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best of me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love

Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about it when I’m riding through

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That I’m in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best in me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)

I know that you’re afraid
I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you’re afraid
I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades

You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh

Kodak Black – Free Cool (Pt. 2)

[Intro]
Money gave him power and a bigger ego
That money gave him power and a bigger ego
I’m in a Thunderbird, I’m slidin’ wit’ my Desert Eagle

[Verse 1]
Money gave him power and a bigger ego
Free my nigga Cool
My nigga, we tight like speedo
All my niggas goin’ fast, they gettin’ Rico
Free my nigga Jackboy we like Stitch and Lilo
I still be ridin’ wit’ fire, steering wheel on the right
I still be out of my mind, still be gettin’ real hype
I be on D’useé no lie, smokin’ on cherry pie
I promise I ain’t goin’, that’s that other guy
I ain’t take no shortcut, this shit ain’t come easy
Christian Louboutin is drippin’
When I step, I’m leakin’
Christian Louboutin, you would think I’m bleeding
They say that I’m next, don’t jinx me
Eat it up, baby, then drink me
I ain’t ever ask for nothing, my momma said "Don’t beg"
If you got it and I want it, then I’m on your head
My nigga been hidin’ lately, he think I want him dead
But I don’t want you to die, I want you to see me shine
I couldn’t make lemonade, so I made lemon-lime
Life gave me lemons, so I made lemon-lime
Kodak that nigga that green, Kodak that nigga that slime
That money done gave me power, money done turned me sour
I remember I was rockin’ Enyce, now I rock Givenchy
Run up on me, that’s risky
Run up on me, don’t tempt me
My tank on full, you empty
Smokin’ on gas like Wawa
Project Baby, got promethazine all in my baba
Free my nigga, flip with my nigga, flip a nigga like Kraby Patty
Flyin’ anywhere, my propellers be on aerobatics
All I know is rob, all I know is jack it
I ain’t ever had no job, I ain’t ever had no daddy
Dress it up, baby, like salad
Eat it up, baby, you nasty
Ain’t got no snacks in the cabinet, just some goddamn ratchets
Big Cardi be winnin’, I’m winnin’, ’cause that’s my goddamn twin
If Cardi be winnin’, I’m winnin’
Cardi B won, I won
My bitch said she want her hair done, part in the middle wit’ a bun
My bitch said she want her nails done, French tip, London
My bitch said she want her hair done, lace front, no bun
My bitch said she want her toes done, French tip, London
I don’t wanna see you cry, momma wipe yo’ eyes
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

[Outro]
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

Tekno – Only One

(Legendary Beatz)

Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that

Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that

You are the only one for me
You are the only one for me
My girl you are the only one for me
You are the only one for me

London girls come whine it for me, oh yeah (come whine it for me)
Canadian girls come whine it for me, oh yeah (come whine it for me)
I say, London girls come whine it for me, oh (come whine it for me)
Caribbean girls come whine it, whine it, oh
Whine it, whine it, oh (come whine it for me)

Many girls can whine for me, only you I see
Amaka you are my fantasy, my indomie
My love, my love, my love, my love
You are my love, my love, my love, my love

You are the only one for me
You are the only one for me
My girl you are the only one for me
You are the only one for me

London girls come whine it for me, oh yeah (come whine it for me)
Canadian girls come whine it for me, oh yeah (come whine it for me)
I say, London girls come whine it for me, oh (come whine it for me)
Caribbean girls come whine it, whine it, oh
Whine it, whine it, oh (come whine it for me)

My baby blow my parara
Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that
Oh, wataman no sure, slimdaddy say
Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that
Loving, love the way you whine that

Baby girl you do me, do me, do me
Baby girl you do me truly, truly
My baby girl you give me love
The one that I never seen before

Baby girl you do me, do me, do me
Baby girl you do me truly, truly
Say baby girl you give me more
My love that I never seen before

You are the only one for me
You are the only one for me
My girl you are the only one for me
You are the only one for me

London girls come whine it for me, oh yeah (come whine it for me)
Canadian girls come whine it for me, oh yeah (come whine it for me)
I say, London girls come whine it for me, oh (come whine it for me)
Caribbean girls come whine it, whine it, oh
Whine it, whine it, oh (come whine it for me)

My baby blow my parara…

Charli XCX – Unlock It lyrics

Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
(Beautiful)

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the rain
You got the candy colored eyes
Pink and gold chain
Million dollar babe
Whip it out, like I’m propane

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
You’re on my mind
I’m feeling kinda nervous, but I like it
Take my t-shirt off and do it right
You’re on my mind
The feeling, like an astronaut
Watchin’ the world all alone, just you and I
(Beautiful)

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the pourin’ rain
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
Know you feel the same
Million dollar babe
Trippin’ on it, like propane
(Beautiful)

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

[Verse 2: Kim Petras]
Caught in a liplock when we pitstop
Cosmic kiss tastes like cherry maraschino
Ride passenger seat, tropical heat
Eyes so red you could be my Valentino, yeah
If you want my, heart then don’t you drop it
(Want my heart then don’t you drop it)
I’m right here, right in your pocket
(I’m right here, right in your pocket)
Don’t you drop it, never stop it
(Never stop it)
If you want my love (my love), try to unlock it

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the pourin’ rain
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
Know you feel the same
Million dollar babe
Trippin’ on it, like propane
(Beautiful)

[Bridge: Jay Park]
Unlock the swag, Rae Sremmurd
Make you hit them high notes like you a tenor
Big appetite, girl you my dinner
I know they could do you but I could do it better
Bring me out to London, yeah (UK)
I can show you somethin’ yeah (somethin’)
Unlock your clothes off your body
Give you lovin’, yeah (let’s get it)
‘Cause that’s how we do (that’s how we do)
You wantin’ me too (wantin’ me too)
You [?] too
I’d like to be you
We not there yet, girl, but we on the way
We on the surfboard, yeah, we ridin’ waves
Let’s get it going girl, let’s andale
Let’s andale, sip this champagne

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Beautiful

[Outro: Charli XCX]
E-e-X-C-X, Charli
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, uhh
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Rasta – Tako Dobro (feat. Cvija)

A vidim ja da to što radi,radi tako dobro,
a ona zna da posle dva sve biće naša stvar,
a sipaj sve, jer pored nje mi ništa nije mnogo,
pola šest polu svest dok budi se grad..

A vidim ja da to što radi,radi tako dobro,
a ona zna da posle dva sve biće naša stvar,
a sipaj sve, jer pored nje mi ništa nije mnogo,
pola šest polu svest dok budi se grad..

I noć me opet priziva i sve bih opet kriziram
I noć me opet priziva i sve bih opet kriziram

Jeje, kad te zagrlim, vidim bolji svet kad sam s tobom.
a ti imaš boju tena hašiš Maroko, s njom nikad nije kraj,
kad je vidim Dubai, Njujork, Toronto,
na zimu Rim, Nova godina je, London

A vidim ja da to što radi,radi tako dobro,
a ona zna da posle dva sve biće naša stvar,
a sipaj sve, jer pored nje mi ništa nije mnogo,
pola šest polu svest dok budi se grad..

A vidim ja da to što radi,radi tako dobro,
a ona zna da posle dva sve biće naša stvar,
a sipaj sve, jer pored nje mi ništa nije mnogo,
pola šest polu svest dok budi se grad..

I noć me opet priziva i sve bih opet kriziram
I noć me opet priziva i sve bih opet kriziram

Jeje, a kad te zagrlim, vidim bolji svet kad sam s tobom,
ma ti imaš dobro telo da ga mešam s bombom,
ma ti si dijamant, pravi brilijant, svi bi dali mnogo,
na zimu u Rimu, Nova godina je, London

A vidim ja da to što radi,radi tako dobro,
a ona zna da posle dva sve biće naša stvar,
a sipaj sve, jer pored nje mi ništa nije mnogo,
pola šest polu svest dok budi se grad..

A vidim ja da to što radi,radi tako dobro,
a ona zna da posle dva sve biće naša stvar,
a sipaj sve, jer pored nje mi ništa nije mnogo,
pola šest polu svest dok budi se grad..

I noć me opet priziva i sve bih opet kriziram
I noć me opet priziva i sve bih opet kriziram

CHARLI XCX – Unlock It lyrics

Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
(Beautiful)

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the rain
You got the candy colored eyes
Pink and gold chain
Million dollar babe
Whip it out, like I’m propane

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
You’re on my mind
I’m feeling kinda nervous, but I like it
Take my t-shirt off and do it right
You’re on my mind
The feeling, like an astronaut
Watchin’ the world all alone, just you and I
(Beautiful)

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the pourin’ rain
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
Know you feel the same
Million dollar babe
Trippin’ on it, like propane
(Beautiful)

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

[Verse 2: Kim Petras]
Caught in a liplock when we pitstop
Cosmic kiss tastes like cherry maraschino
Ride passenger seat, tropical heat
Eyes so red you could be my Valentino, yeah
If you want my, heart then don’t you drop it
(Want my heart then don’t you drop it)
I’m right here, right in your pocket
(I’m right here, right in your pocket)
Don’t you drop it, never stop it
(Never stop it)
If you want my love (my love), try to unlock it

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the pourin’ rain
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
Know you feel the same
Million dollar babe
Trippin’ on it, like propane
(Beautiful)

[Bridge: Jay Park]
Unlock the swag, Rae Sremmurd
Make you hit them high notes like you a tenor
Big appetite, girl you my dinner
I know they could do you but I could do it better
Bring me out to London, yeah (UK)
I can show you somethin’ yeah (somethin’)
Unlock your clothes off your body
Give you lovin’, yeah (let’s get it)
‘Cause that’s how we do (that’s how we do)
You wantin’ me too (wantin’ me too)
You [?] too
I’d like to be you
We not there yet, girl, but we on the way
We on the surfboard, yeah, we ridin’ waves
Let’s get it going girl, let’s andale
Let’s andale, sip this champagne

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?
Beautiful

[Outro: Charli XCX]
E-e-X-C-X, Charli
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, uhh
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Hanson – Finally It’s Christmas

It’s been said many ways
Feliz Navidad and Happy Holidays
Don’t matter if you’re nine or ninety-eight
Everyone’s waiting for the chance to say

Finally it’s Christmas, yeah, feels good
Around this time of year
You can’t deny there’s something in the air
If you’re in London or in Santa Fe
You’ll hope for snow to fall on Christmas day
Finally it’s Christmas

Don’t delay
Santa’s on his way
So get your stockings up
In time for Christmas day
Don’t dismay
Throw your cares away
It’s gonna be okay
Finally it’s Christmas
Finally it’s Christmas
Feels like we’ve been waiting all year
Finally it’s Christmas
Can’t you feel the Christmas time cheer

All of the plans are made
So tell your urgent caller it can wait
Just sit back and listen for the reindeer on the rooftop
Flying North Pole to Tulsa on a non-stop

I hear the church bells ring
The chorus welcoming the newborn king
Good will and love is what the savior brings
Now the world comes together and sings

Finally it’s Christmas
Feels like we’ve been waiting all year
Finally it’s Christmas
Can’t you feel the Christmas time cheer
Finally it’s Christmas

(Shake your Christmas bells)

Don’t delay
Santa’s on his way
So get your stockings up
In time for Christmas day
Don’t dismay
Throw your cares away
It’s gonna be okay
Finally it’s Christmas day

Shake your Christmas bells

Finally it’s Christmas
Feels like we’ve been waiting all year
Finally it’s Christmas
Feels like we’ve been waiting all year
(Finally it’s Christmas)

Finally it’s Christmas

SiR – Something New (feat. Etta Bond)

[Verse 1: SiR]
I found another life in London, it’s true
I fell in love with the summer
Fell in love with you
You shine your light in the winter
I’ll miss the darkest view
Now it’s the perfect season
To swim the deepest blue

[Hook: SiR]
And if everything else falls apart
I still have you
If I can’t find my way back home
We’ll make something new
Something new

[Verse 2: Etta Bond]
Now we off, one another
It’s true
Something like no other
Tell me what would you do if she was me
Tell me how would you move if we’re afraid

[Hook: SiR & Etta Bond]
And if everything else falls apart
I still have you
If I can’t find my way back home
We’ll make something new
Something new

[Outro]
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