NATALIA KILLS – Controversy lyrics

Controversy, uh huh (x 8)

Cheerleaders
Wet panties
Drug dealers
Porn addicts
Underage
Underpaid
Fuck you for a McDonald’s

Narcotic
Don’t stop it
All the girls are friends with Molly
Dilated
X-rated
Pageant princess
Puking rainbows

Drink the Kool-Aid, Don’t drink the Kool-Aid (x 8)

Controversy, uh huh (x 4)

Teen brides
White Lines
Politicians
Headlines
Prom queens
STDs
Highschool shoot outs
Dirty dreams

Cult leaders
Cowboy preachers
Blame it on the non-believers
Therapists
Sedatives
Visiting hours are 10 to 6

Drink the Kool-Aid, Don’t drink the Kool-Aid (x 8)

Controversy, uh huh (x 4)

Peer pressure
Sex obsession
Television
Intervention
Cotton mouth
OCD
Ricky Lake
Society

Bath salts
Authority
Online is the new reality
The internet is reality
Technology killed reality

Drink the Kool-Aid, Don’t drink the Kool-Aid (x 8)

Controversy, uh huh (x 4)

Bloody noses
Riot squad
Prostitution
Valium
Hate crimes
Debutants
Victims
Vixens
Vicodins

Bloody noses
Riot squad
Prostitution
Valium
Hate crimes
Debutants
Victims
Vixens
Vicodins

What the f*ck you lookin’ at?
This ain’t high school n*gger cat
Looking down my shirt like it’s Disneyland
Like you’re waiting for a fast pass

What the f*ck you lookin’ at?
What the f*ck you lookin’ at?
What the f*ck you lookin’ at?
What the f*ck.

Controversy, uh huh (x 8)

Sage The Gemini – Grip (feat. Kent Jones) (Morse Code Album)

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
She got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

[Verse 1: Sage the Gemini]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goddamn, goddamn, I might see something
Grip good, grip good, I might clean something
Drop my girls an ATM, the rest don’t mean nothing
Snatch they chains, they like
"Give it back ’cause it means something"
Drop top, roll with me, cruise, cruise, cruise
Might cop you a whip for good swimming, that’s that carpool
Keep it quiet, you know other bitches hate
You don’t talk much, but you got that Ricky Lake
I let you drive the whip, but you got your own shit
You so independent, you could flood your own wrists
She love a nigga who don’t want her ’cause she spend
And I don’t trip on who she with

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
She got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

[Verse 2: Kent Jones]
I’m on call time, but ain’t got time to call
My baby tried to walk before she tried to call
I think her name was Tyler, I told Tyler, "No"
And she know my head cold, that pussy diet
All I do is put my lips to hers, I call that dialogue
You still ain’t good with all that effort, I don’t try at all
You still be talking ’bout what you gon’ do, I tried ’em all
Stiff at the end of the bed like you gon’ die a log
She grip it, baby, yeah, she grip it tight
I called her my snow bunny and she gave me frostbite
You tripping, baby, won’t pay your flight
My second single, bitch don’t mind, it’s alright

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

Sage the Gemini – Grip Lyrics

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
She got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

[Verse 1: Sage the Gemini]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goddamn, goddamn, I might see something
Grip good, grip good, I might clean something
Drop my girls an ATM, the rest don’t mean nothing
Snatch they chains, they like
“Give it back ’cause it means something”
Drop top, roll with me, cruise, cruise, cruise
Might cop you a whip for good swimming, that’s that carpool
Keep it quiet, you know other bitches hate
You don’t talk much, but you got that Ricky Lake
I let you drive the whip, but you got your own shit
You so independent, you could flood your own wrists
She love a nigga who don’t want her ’cause she spend
And I don’t trip on who she with

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
She got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

[Verse 2: Kent Jones]
I’m on call time, but ain’t got time to call
My baby tried to walk before she tried to call
I think her name was Tyler, I told Tyler, “No”
And she know my head cold, that pussy diet
All I do is put my lips to hers, I call that dialogue
You still ain’t good with all that effort, I don’t try at all
You still be talking ’bout what you gon’ do, I tried ’em all
Stiff at the end of the bed like you gon’ die a log
She grip it, baby, yeah, she grip it tight
I called her my snow bunny and she gave me frostbite
You tripping, baby, won’t pay your flight
My second single, bitch don’t mind, it’s alright

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

The Offspring – Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)

Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco ses
You know its kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn’t cool, but he thinks it anyway
He may not have a clue, and he may not have style
But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial
So don’t deflate, play it straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, keep it real
For you know a way, for you know a way
So if you don’t break, just over compensate
At least you know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabees
Hey, hey, do the brand new thing!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn’t have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they’re gonna kick his lilly ass!
So don’t deflate, play it straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, keep it real
For you know a way, for you know a way
So if you don’t break, just over compensate
At least you know you can always go on Ricky Lake
The world loves wannabes
Hey, hey, do the trendy thing!
Now he’s getting a tattoo yeah, he’s getting ink done
He asks for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he’s trying too hard and he’s not quite hip
But in his own mind he’s the, he’s the dopest trick
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco ses
So don’t deflate, play it straight
You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
Gonna play the field, keep it real
For you know a way, for you know a way
So if you don’t break, just over compensate
At least you know you can always go on Ricky Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves Wannabes
Let’s get some more wannabes
Hey, hey, do the brand new thing!