Belly – P.O.P. (Uncensored)

(man)
The P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)
The P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)

[Verse 4]
Choose him you let a loser win
Fuck it he could use a win
You the one I can’t afford to lose again
Started to use again
Got me losing friends
Still abusing him but did some shit I never do again
See me moving up, show up, like she moving in
Ass stupid head super like the new Corinne
Hallucinogens in my juice and my gin
I’m overdue for a cleanse
I’ll overdo it again
You were seduced by a sin
Don’t let Lucifer in
She took you for everything
You let her do it again and that’s
[Pre-Chorus]
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then
[Chorus]
(Uh) the P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)
The P.O.P (yeah)
The P.O.P
The power of pussy (yes)
The P.O.P (man)
The P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)
The P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy

[Outro]
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then [Intro]
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then
Do it again and do it do it again and then
[Verse 1]
Perfection personified I was powerless in her presence
Acting all possessive I tried to buy her possessions just a peasant
Possessed by the power that she possesses
Presented her my heart and she broke it like a profession
[Chorus]
That’s P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
Power of pussy (uh)
The P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
Power of pussy
[Verse 2]
She had champagne dreams
Bottles she can’t afford
Oh no, not anymore
Now she model for Ford
Met a rich European
Even got her Dior
Gucci, Prada galore
Went and bought out the stores
Eighteen but she’s mature
Half a mil’ on the core
Dripping sauce
The Venice Porsche parked in front of the porch
Hit a lick, hit a lick, then she hit mission abort
She ain’t in love anymore, that’s more than he can afford

[Chorus]
I’m like, um
That’s the P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)
The P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy
That’s the P.O.P
The P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)
The P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy
[Verse 3]
Don’t be silly we really out here you know
I never bring my circle around squares you know
I stretch the pussy out like a lounge chair ya hoe
Little brown hairs that go downstairs below
No job, she hit a lick
That’s a fucking blowjob with some benefits
Went and got a ass job and some bigger tits
Now she at the Benz dealership I’m like get it bih’
[Chorus]
(Ha) the P.O.P
That’s the P.O.P
The power of pussy (uh)
That’s the P.O.P (yeah)
The P.O.P
The power of pussy (yes)
The P.O.P.

KELELA – LMK

[Verse 1]
Look, I’ll give up right away
And you’ll never figure out
What you said, but it’s cool, baby
I’ma get me another round
[Pre-Chorus]
Saw your face in my lane
Fall in love everyday
You can chase it for the night
There’s a place for you and I
[Chorus]
Let me know
It ain’t that deep, either way
Let me know
Said I gotta go, don’t wanna hear me say
Let me know
It ain’t that deep, either way
No one’s tryna settle down
All you gotta do is let me know
[Post-Chorus]
All you gotta do is let me know
Let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
Let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
No one’s tryna settle down
All you gotta do is let me know

[Verse 2]
You don’t read between the lines
‘Bout to leak, and you read my mind
Did you think you’re my ride home, baby? ‘Cause my girls are parked behind
[Pre-Chorus]
Saw your face in my lane
Fall in love everyday
You can chase it for the night
There’s a place for you and I
[Chorus]
Let me know
It ain’t that deep, either way
Let me know
Said I gotta go, don’t wanna hear me say
Let me know
It ain’t that deep, either way
No one’s tryna settle down
All you gotta do is let me know
[Post-Chorus]
All you gotta do is let me know
Just let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
Just let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
No one’s tryna settle down
All you gotta do is let me know

[Bridge]
I saw your eyes fall right past my waist, so let me know
I ain’t gonna wait if you hesitate, so let me know
I don’t wait for nothin’, [?]
I [?], so let me know
I don’t wait for nothin’, [?]
All you gotta do is let me know
Let me know, just let me know
[Outro]
All you gotta do is let me know
Just let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
No one’s tryna settle down
All you gotta do is let me know
Just let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
It ain’t that deep, baby
All you gotta do is let me know
All you gotta do is let me know
Let me know

French Montana – White Dress

[Intro]
Hey [?]
Montana
They forgot who’s battlin’? Twenty bands
Made millions over a decade
We ain’t losing though
[Bridge]
I pray we live
For a thousand years
And if I hurt you
Baby drink Cîroc for your tears
[Chorus]
‘Cause you control my vices
I just want to fuck you on your nice shit
Driveway lookin’ like midlife crisis
You control my vices
We was up grindin’ on the night shift
I’ll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis
Priceless, I just want to fuck you in your white dress
I’ll bet, oh I think she like it
Talk to me nicely, oww
Talk to me nicely, oww

[Verse]
I got you
Closet lookin’ like Milan Fashion Week, I got you
Money jumpin’ like Lebron, Dominique, I got you
Better do or die
A hundred with the guy
Pull up with the god
Wraith with the styles
Talk to me so reckless
Diamonds on my necklace
Chest playin’ checkers
The Avion breakfast
Dimes clean dirty wine though
See the future like I’m Rocko
And I fall feel like Chapo
Fuckin’ all these foreign chicks
Put some hoes in foreigns
You thought she was yours
She smell like Michael Kors
Shoes fuckin’ up my floors
Who that nigga? I’m the definition
Wearin’ penny loafers, we ain’t penny pinchin’
Got the baddest bitches baggin’ in the kitchen
Got that Bobby Brown, we that new edition
These rappers ain’t Nas
Just look at their commas
I skate on the diamonds
I smoke with the farmers
Buy my shoes small, goin’ toe to toe
I burn my bridges I’ma call the boat
Willie beaming with the audible
Ballin’ like I’m Earl Manigault
They countin’ to the south
The bag is a mountain
I fucked my accountant
That pussy’s a fountain
I pledge of allegiance
You better believe it
I boarded a flight
Trump fucked up a Visa
Bitch I’m no regular, bitch I’m no second
Know the one, I’m the one that’s ahead of ya
If you talk mills, bitch I’m affiliate
Ciroc boy, [?] a million

[Chorus]
‘Cause you control my vices
I just want to fuck you on your nice shit
Driveway lookin’ like midlife crisis
You control my vices
We was up grindin’ on the night shift
I’ll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis
Priceless, I just want to fuck you in your white dress
I’ll bet, oh I think she like it
Talk to me nicely, oww
Talk to me nicely, oww
‘Cause you control my vices
I just want to fuck you on your nice shit
Driveway lookin’ like midlife crisis
You control my vices
We was up grindin’ on the night shift
I’ll bet, gave my dog suicidal crisis
Priceless, I just want to fuck you in your white dress
I’ll bet, oh I think she like it
Talk to me nicely, oww
Talk to me nicely, oww

2 Chainz – Door Swangin

A nigga a hustler, now the feds got him
You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging I wouldn’t even
I wouldn’t even be here without that mothafuckin’ door
We doing numbers, homes
5540, we doing numbers, homes
You can look that shit up, you can research that shit
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
No doorbell, we had the cameras included
No hibachi, all we had is the tuna fish
Moved up a level, then I stepped up my grind
Got to the top, ain’t nobody around
When I look down, all I see is some sucka shit
And I’mma run shit, I put that on my bucket list
Adidas streetball, all the foreigns with the straps
‘Fore the dreadlocks, I had the cornrows to the back
Used to sit on a broke down Camaro with packs
Told her, "Turn around, " even though she had his name tatted
That’s the way that it was, had a way with the girls
Had a felony before you knew what a felony was
You was taking the shots, you was feeling the buzz
Got so much in the stash spot, I could fill up a bus
Got gorillas with us, got chinchillas with us
No pretenders with us, got the winners with us, yeah
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had that door swinging
Somebody watching the front door
Yeah I went to college and sold dope
Sold narcotics, a boat load
And all us felons and can’t vote
Yeah I’m from the cut, I’m cutthroat
All up in the crowd, Frank Lucas fur coat
Yeah, sipping muddy like a mothafuckin’ Merlot
Under the influence, I stayed on the first floor, first floor
Wait, first 48, hard to see my face, diamonds in the way
This is MMA, I just beat the case
In and out the hair salon, she got her nail polished
Turn up in tennis shoes, turn up in red bottoms
She turn up in red bottoms, turn up, turn up in red bottoms
She turn up in red bottoms, yeah what?

Burnt By The Sun – Shooter Mcgavin Lyrics

"You’re so good. Remind me to smile. None. This is image and from my angle what you’re doing doesn’t blow my hair back. I don’t care. Remind me to lie. I don’t care how f**king great your band is. Let me tell you how overwhelmed I am. Because the truth might shake your stable ground. I’d be pleased if it was something real to you. Remind me to do anything but to express what’s on my mind. You know this show is dark and drab,
and what you’re saying doesn’t brighten things much. But intil then I don’t care. BURNT BY THE SUNShooter Mcgavin Lyrics
And this is where I’m supposed to be impressed, isn’t it? I don’t care. No, I’m not moved. Remind me to be in awe of you. No reason at all for me to waste my time. You’re a god. Just walk away. I’m so impressed of what you’ve become."
I would be pleased if it meant something real to you. No reason to pay it any mind.

Exilia – Girl On A Leash Lyrics

EXILIAGirl On A Leash Lyrics
Don’t worry, don’t say sorry
Don’t worry
I’ll never be a girl on a leash
Don’t worry about me
Don’t worry
I’ll never be a girl on a leash
I know the rules
I love the game
I know the lover and I feel made
Only want, only want
Is a doggy on a leash, doggy on a leash
Somebody who, somebody who
Is waiting there, is there for you
To look around, look arond in your gifted cage
But
I never wait your
I hope you’re hearing my last words
(chorus)
I remember you liked
To take me as a joke, take me as a child
Don’t wanna be, don’t wanna be another
Don’t wanna be like your lovely mother
I never was, I never was
From your collection of perfect dolls
Dressed to kill
And waiting for just on brief look from you
You didn’t, couldn’t change me now
I hope you’re hearing my last words
(chorus)
On a leash…
On a leash…
On a leash…
On a leash…
I don’t care if it hurts me now
I don’t care
Don’t talk about it
I don’t care if it hurts me now
I don’t care
Don’t talk about it
Nothing is left for me
I don’t care if it hurts me now
I don’t care
Don’t talk about it
I don’t care if it hurts me now
I know your answer

Public Enemy – Terminator X To The Edge Of Panic Lyrics

PUBLIC ENEMYTerminator X To The Edge Of Panic Lyrics
Rogers – Ridenhour – Drayton
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Take A look at his style
Take A check of the sound
Off the record people keep him down
Trick a chick in Miami
Terminator X packs the jams
Whow gives a f**k about a Goddamn Grammy
Anyway and I say the D’s defending the mike
Yeah, who gives a f**k about what they like
Right the power is bold, the rhymes politically cold
No judge can ever budge or ever handle his load
Yes the coming is near and he’s about to become
The one and only missionary lord son of a gun
Going on and on back trackin’ the whack
Explain the knack y’all for the actual fact, c’mon
Terminator X Go off (4X)
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
He goes on and on ’till he reaches the coast
Tired, wired of his own race playing him close
Understand his type of music kills the
Plan of the klan
You know the pack attack the man
With the palm of his hands
Police, wild beasts, dogs on a leash
No peace to reach – that’s why he’s packin’ his black piece
Terminator X yellin’ with his hands
Damn almighty rulin ready to jam
But his cuts drive against the belt
Sheet… he’s bad by his damn self
Yeah, his one job cold threatens the crowd
The loud sound pound to make brothers proud
Terminator X Go off (4X)
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go
Gettin’ small makin’ room for it all
Flavors on the phone so he can…
Make the call
I know you’re clockin’ the enemy
You should be clockin’ the time
Checkin’ records I’m wreckin’ you
For defecting my rhyme
No provokin’, no jokin’, you know the stage is set
If you’re thinkin’ I’m breakin’
He ain’t rocked it yet
My education is takin’ you for a long ride
I’ll have you brain slip and do the slide
Glide into infinity, it’s infinite
With your hands in your pockets
I know your money is spent
Like this, like that, butter for the fat
If you kill my dog, I’ma slay your cat
It’s like that y’all, can you handle it son
I’m public enemy number one
Terminator X Go off (4X)
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go

Wolfchant – Call Of The Black Winds Lyrics

WOLFCHANTCall Of The Black Winds Lyrics
Now death will come
Come with a storm
Black clouds guiding
Guiding it’s way
Ice is melting
The sea is passing away
Sunbeams like spears
Sunbeams like spears
Are burning the skin
Black blood of earth
Pollutes the water
Humanity is reaching the abyss
But the can’t see what I see
Black winds calling me
Hear their dark voices of fear
Whipping up the waves
Delete lands from humanity
Black winds calling your name
Uts force never to tame
Mountains of fire
Spiting there hate to the ground
Black winds blow
Over the lands
And only dust
Is in you hands
Sunbeams like spears
Are burning the skin
Black blood of earth
Pollutes the water
Humanity is reaching the abyss
But the can’t see what I see
Black winds calling me
Hear their dark voices of fear
Whipping up the waves
Delete lands from humanity
This is the time
All universal forces strike
A great unique silence
Will embrace the last light
The eye which can not see
The tongue which can not talk
No ear can hear a whisper
No feeling anymore
Reduced to the last whole
Ragnaröks end
This is the time
All universal forces strike
A great unique silence
Will embrace the last light
The eye which can not see
The tongue which can not talk
No ear can hear a whisper
No feeling anymore
Reduced to the last whole
Ragnaröks end
We are just a breeze
In the Aeon of time
A cruel acrimony
In the infinity
Everlasting thoughts
The question of being
Like shadows in the mind
Prevent seeing
Now death will come
Come with a storm
Black clouds guiding
Guiding it’s way
Ice is melting
The sea is passing away
Sunbeams like spears
Sunbeams like spears
Are burning the skin
Black blood of earth
Pollutes the water
Humanity is reaching the abyss
But the can’t see what I see
Black winds calling me
Hear their dark voices of fear
Whipping up the waves
Delete lands from humanity

Final Prayer – Goodbye Cruel World Lyrics

FINAL PRAYERGoodbye Cruel World Lyrics
Coming from an empty place
Where life is drained of all its meaning
I searched for something
For something more
When everyone is made the same
All my dreams turn into nightmares
What I love – means nothing to you
What I care for – you abuse
What I count on – is pushed away
What I hold on to – is your decay
I live this dream that I would fight for
I live this dream that I would die for
I live this dream that I would fight for
I live this dream that I would die for

Flower Kings – Compassion Lyrics

FLOWER KINGSCompassion Lyrics
For the week, wounded hearts
For the nameless, fallen stars
For the ones who built this land
For the ones with a gun in hand
Compassion, for the fearless, harmless, stunts
Compassion, for the lost and lonely ones
Compassion, for the homeless, refugees
Compassion, for the scattered families…. World of yours too small, history recall,
Better not forget, now look in both directions
Warrior, king or slave, freedom is your trade
CyberCain still screaming for connection….. Compassion, for the sister & her twisted brother
Compassion, with your face against the wall
Compassion, for the human after all Compassion, for the ones who lost their faith
Compassion, gave it up & give in to hate
Compassion, where hell is their self made heaven
Compassion, can’t forgive seventy, nor 7
Compassion, is it us against the others?

Rick Ross – She on My Dick (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Bruno Mali]
Maybach Music
Slide, hoe, watch this
I’m drippin’ dressin’ on these hoes, nigga
Get your bitch, nigga
She gettin’ real friendly, nigga
Talk to these niggas
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
Shawty know she fuck me good and like she caught a lick
My daughters took that for the feds, went and bought a brick
Said welcome back, gave ’em some keys on some reporter shit, woah
Whippin’ the white, we might just ran through a brick in the night
Give ’em a price, Lord a number when he flip it twice
Still in the trap, bitch on her back while I’m out for a bite
I’m on some shit, these niggas ain’t lit, I give ’em a life, woah
She on my dick, she on my dick
Got that word, that pussy good now she on my list
Rose Patek, look like duck sauce on my wrist
Young nigga, Bentley trucks parked on my strip
Standin’ on the corner like I’m King Kong
And [?] stop with that .40, playin’ ding dong
And back and forth, ain’t no rappers like ping pong
She fuck Rozay, she on my dick, we sing the same song, woah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She seen my moves, she on my dick (woo)
The richest nigga, yeah, she on my dick (woo)
[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
I used to torture, gave him back his life
He got it wrong if he think I’ma fight him
War cries on all on my lil’ homies homicidal
300 soldiers like I’m Leonidas
I flips them yams and gave my man a Merci
We pop them bottles every night like it’s our anniversary
Hot in Dade County, they gon’ try to stretch him
One APB and they’ll apply the pressure
I know them hot boys, she say I’m the coolest
That coolin’ kid’ll have that chopper coolin’
I took a 50k right to my jewler
Even though a nigga got it, I be actin’ Jewish
No Master P, they got me feelin’ foolish
She hold my dick, I let my gangster bitch hold down my toolie
Yeah, she got potential so I had to school her
I text her papi, he send me my moolah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)
[Verse 3: Bruno Mali]
I tried to spread the bitch but she on my dick
Told her jump up in this whip, come and drive a stick
I might buy a purse, I might pay her rent
She a all-star, first round draft pick
She call me at the gas station pumpin’ gas
I pulled up at the Chev, run up, drop off a couple bags
Fish tailin’ off the lot with somebody’s thot
When she met me, I was in a drop countin’ guap
Said she fantasize ’bout a real trap nigga
She on my dick so hard, she came before I put it in her
Ha, young, rich, black, trap nigga
With a fuckin’ 7 figures
A huncho on my wrist
Pull up in the whip with the shit and blow your bitch a kiss
All of this ice on me make it hard for you to miss
Every time you see me, look like I just hit a lick, woah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)
[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
Rims stackin’ on the rear, album of the year
If I want to see her, well then here come the lear
Clear the runway and double in [?]
The baddest bitches only ones that come to see us
Jewels every every day, I’m burnin’ loud (that’s me)
On the top floor and I’m the biggest earnin’ now (that’s me)
Shittin’ on these niggas, Tweet, see ’em in the streets
I’m only talkin’ money so we rarely speak
I got the bitch a buzz and she fell in love
Now she climbin’ out the deck, fuckin’ with a thug
Had my skully on when I fuck her in the tub
Dirty money, buy Chevys, only one I love
She love it how I’m livin’, such a wise decision
In the history books, never in my feelin’s
Pussy wet enough, I think I got her drippin’
Still on my lap, I could count a million
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)