Tee Grizzley & Lil Durk – Whatyo City Like

[Tee Grizzley:]
What your city like? [Tee Grizzley:]
I’m from the city of Kwame
Clean up the scene, wipe off the choppers
And drive to the lake and get rid of the bodies
What your city like? [Tee Grizzley:]
If it get like that then it get like that
Beef slide down we gon’ get right back
Nigga just like that
Got locked, told niggas I’ma be back
Soon as I got back got three plaques
Opps on Twitter, we ain’t gon’ tweet back
I’ma pop off broad day, no ski mask
My city where the pirhanas at
Jump in that water and drown in that
I hit Kentucky with three hundred grams for five days and bring ninety back
I started off with a ninety pack
Such and such, he can vouch for that
Can’t say his name all over these tracks
‘Cause that nigga know where the body at
What your city like nigga? Where I’m from gotta keep that blick on you
Park at your crib, have my young niggas hit on you
You a killer or a snitch, you gon’ kill me or trick on me? [Tee Grizzley:]
My city the home of Meech, home of the riots
My city violent, niggas’ll tell you they love you
But really they don’t even like you
What your city like? [Lil Durk:]
Shit, we do not honor no OG
They smoke you and turn you to OG
Had that young nigga take that case, he juvy
You must be stupid think you gang gang, boy your ass a goofy
Know some bitches that be crackin’ giffys, they be boostin’
What your city like? What your city like? Shit, I heard that she burnin’
She must don’t know me yet, think I buy her a Birkin bag
Bitch, your lil twerkin’ ass
You ain’t even worth a bag, yeah nah [Lil Durk & Tee Grizzley:]
What your city like? [Lil Durk:]
Shit, we take the drugs to Iowa
Home the swiper
When you a gangster don’t go off a title
I know some opps that’s scared of the bible
Yeah yeah, pick up the Glock and put down the rifle
Seventeen with a seventeen
This ain’t back then, we not fighting
[Tee Grizzley:]
Can’t come to our cities, they know what’s up with ’em
Cool with the killers, they really my niggas
They opps mobs, can’t fuck with them niggas
Durk on his way to Detroit, better call me soon as you hit
I’ma put choppers around you, my nigga don’t even trip
[Lil Durk:]
Shit you the way to the Chi? [Tee Grizzley:]
My city be shakin’ that bag
My city got hoes that’s shittin’ on niggas
But even the hoes get hit in they head
What your city like? [Lil Durk:]
Shit, I’m from the city of Hoover
Bump and slide, we was robbin’ the jeweler
I was in school but shit had made me a shooter
What your city like? I’ll link you up with the six
Two Glocks shawty wrong, yeah you gon’ ride with them sticks
And I know your ass on parole, so two Glocks in the dip
And I heard blood turned crip, olympic medal how he flip
Ayy T, put me on them Detroit bitches
[Tee Grizzley:]
That shit gon’ be easy, only thing they hate is decoy niggas
You ain’t gotta check in the hotel, my nigga just come to the crib
As far as the hoes, you fuckin’ off rip, they know who you is
Tell Booka I’ma get him a bitch that got her some paper
‘Cause rich hoes love real niggas, they don’t need ’em to save her
I’ma get up with later, I gotta go see my agent
Next time I come to Chi make sure you return the favor
[Lil Durk & Tee Grizzley:]
I’ma return it
Put on a condom, she burnin’
How the fuck you know she burnin’? [Lil Durk:]
My city had changed the culture
I be with vultures
I can be with you for days, and I’ll be the nigga that poke you
What your city like?

Miguel – Pineapple Skies (On TRL) (Live)

And now [?] you, you, you
Everything you do, got me wishing you, you, you, you
[Chorus]
Bass line, back slide
You and your your bass line, bass line
Oh, I want it now, I want it now
Got it now, gonna show all night
Everything gon’ be alright (woo)

[Bridge]
Be alright (woo)
Be alright
Be alright
We can be, pretty please, in the eyes of the storm, yeah
Be alright
[?] in the clouds in the morning
Be alright
[?]
Be alright
[?]
[Chorus]
Bass line, back slide (oh, yeah babe)
You and your your bass line, bass line (give it to you)
Oh, I want it now, I want it now (yeah)
Got it now, gonna show all night (oh, babe)
Everything gon’ be alright
Bass line, back slide (yeah)
You and your your bass line, bass line (yeah)
Oh, I want it now, I want it now (yeah, no, no)
Got it now, gonna show all night (show you, show you, show you)
Everything gon’ be alright
[Outro] Light so bright, why you do it like that? (oh)
And now [?] you, you, you (woah)
Everything you do, got me wishing you, you, you, you
[Chorus]
Back slide, back slide (uh)
You and your bass line, bass line
Oh, I want it now, I want it now
Got it now, gonna show alright
Everything gon’ be alright

[Post-Chorus]
So please show me love baby
Lead us so high we think we won’t touch the ground
Hell, when we look up, look up baby (huh)
Smiling at the purple skies
Promise everything gon’ be alright
[Verse 2]
Don’t forget to hold on tight
While we Stevie Wonder through the night
Come tomorrow seems so bright
Don’t you look down we’re still up
Feeling like a thriller
[Pre-Chorus]
Dancing to the song, why you do it like that? Smiling at the purple skies
Promise everything gon’ be alright
[Verse 1]
Oh, I’ll promise everything gon’ be alright (ah)
What’s wrong, everything gon’ be alright (woo)
Oh, back up [?] no storm clouds (uh)
Everything gon’ be alright babe (oh, be alright)
Been talkin’ to you for the longest time (woo)
Everything gon’ be alright (ah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Dancing to the song, why you do it like that? [Intro]
Are the trees high enough baby? Light so bright, why you do it like that? Lead us so high you think we won’t touch the ground
Won’t you look up baby?

Devin Dawson – All On Me

Yeah I know that the woes and the weight of the world can get inside our minds
And be too much sometimes, I know
But baby don’t let the no’s and the ups and the downs
From the rollercoaster ride beat you up inside
Baby don’t
But if you ever feel that way,
Don’t you ever hesitate, ’cause
You got my number you can call on me
If you’re in trouble put the fall on me
When you’re mad you can take it out on me
When it don’t add up you can count on me
When you’re low come get high on me
Make it slow take your time on me
Said let, let it out
Come and lay on me
When it gets heavy put the weight on me
Baby put it all on me
Put it all on me
Wanna take you out on the town on my dime anytime,
Tell me when you’re free
We can do anything and everything you want, yeah
Oh I wanna hear all your fears and your troubles
Strip it down, really get to know one another
When it’s nobody but you and me, just us
Girl you know I’m here for you
You can lean on me anytime you need to
You got my number, you can call on me
If you’re in trouble put the fall on me
When you’re mad you can take it out on me
When it don’t add up you can count on me
When you’re low come get high on me
Make it slow take your time on me
Said let, let it out
Come and lay on me
When it gets heavy put the weight on me
Baby put it all on me
Girl, put it all on me, alright
C’mon relax your mind on me
When you need a shoulder you could cry on me
Baby you can bet your life on me
Put it all on me
You got my number, you can call on me
If you’re in trouble put the fall on me
When you’re mad you can take it out on me, yeah
When it don’t add up you can count on me
When you’re low come get high on me
Make it slow take your time on me
Said let, let it out
Come and lay on me
When it gets heavy put the weight on me
Baby put it all on me
Yeah baby put it all on me, yesh
Put it all on me, yeah
Girl put it all on me
Put it all on me

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

Valentino Khan & Sean Paul – Gold

Bounce and turn it
Turn it
Bounce and turn it
Turn it
Bounce and turn it
Bounce and turn it
Baby girl
The way you walk and a whine it, you really define it
Sexiness girl you’re hot up the climate
With finesse we nah fi search fi find it
Let it burn
Because we kno how fi time it party all night
And baby girl I’m gon’ treat you right
It’s your world, you don’t have to decide yet
One shot, that’s not a lot
Move your body, baby me love that
Step 2 di beat an do di one drop
So mi love see it so mi love fi see dat girl
I’ve been chasing that gold
I’ve been paying that toll
You got a ting that me need girl
You got a body like gold
A body like gold
Sexy way that you move your body
Oh, oh (move your body)
Love the way that you get me started
Gold (get me started)
Sexy way that you move your body
Oh, oh (move your body)
Love the way that you get me started
Love the way that you get me started
When you bounce and turn it
Bounce and turn it
When you bounce and turn it
Love the way that you get me started
Make the connect so me can crick the neck
And give me the lovin’ awah you just can’t forget
Baby girl
So mi ting haffi set
Specialize inna making everything get wet
Turn it on, and make we light up
Loving the way when me see ya whine up
Inna di lawn, tell you si fi gwan baby gwan
DJ sound the alarm
One shot, that’s not a lot
Move your body, baby me love that
Step 2 di beat an do di one drop
So mi love see it so mi love fi see dat girl
I’ve been chasing that gold
I’ve been paying that toll
You got a ting that me need girl
You got a body like gold
A body like gold
Sexy way that you move your body
Oh, oh (move your body)
Love the way that you get me started
Gold (get me started)
Sexy way that you move your body
Oh, oh (move your body)
Love the way that you get me started
Love the way that you get me started
When ya bounce and turn it
Bounce and turn it
When ya bounce and turn it
Turn it
Love the way that you get me started
When you bounce and turn it
Turn it
Bounce and turn it
Turn it
Bounce and turn it
Bounce and turn it
Bounce and turn it
Turn it
Bounce and turn it
Turn it
Bounce and turn it
Love the way that you get me started
Love the way that you get me started
When you bounce and turn it
Bounce and turn it
When ya bounce and turn it
Turn it
Love the way that you get me started
(Ah)

Miguel Releases His New Album “War & Leisure” [Listen]

“I want to be an artist whose personal life is really reflected in their music,” the R&B singer said. Cole is on the previously released single “Come Through and Chill.” Scott is also on a previously released single “Sky Walker.”
Miguel is featured in the new issue of Paper magazine where he spoke about the album saying it reflects whats been happening in his personal life. The project is the follow-up to his 2015 LP Wildheart, which was well received. Cole, Kali Uchis, Quin, Rick Ross, and Travis Scott. “If I didn’t include some of the things that are happening in the ethos and the things that I’m seeing and paying attention to and that I care about, if I didn’t include those topics in my music, I think it wouldn’t be a real, honest representation.”
Listen to Miguel new album War & Leisure below. Miguel released his new album War & Leisure last night around midnight and you can now get it on iTunes/Apple Music. Rozay is featured on the new single “Criminal,” while J. War & Leisure features 12 tracks with guest appearances from J.

DRAM – I Have a Dream Lyrics

[Intro: DRAM & 24hrs]
Hey, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey hey
OZ on the beat, yeah
[Verse 1]
I had a dream that I could be
Riding clean down the boulevard
Of Martin Luther King
And I had a dream
That my whole team
Got their diamond rings
Phantom down the street
Not just two or three
I had a dream that you and me
Could live in peace
Get a piece of the pie
Like a bakery
I had a dream that used to be
Why it used to be cause
Every dream I had came true to me
[Chorus]
Hey hey hey believe me you
Dreams do come true
Say hey hey hey
I got the proof
Dreams do come true
[Verse 2]
I had a dream that a limousine
Full of pretty things
Pulled up on me to go on
Shopping sprees
I had a dream that after we split
Hella cheese we went to pick up Mo
By the liquor store
I had a dream that we had some drinks
Then we – hit the scene fresh as Listerine
As fresh with [breathmint?] teeth
I had a dream that used to be
What it used to be cause
Every dream I had came true to me
[Chorus]
Hey hey hey believe me you
Dreams do come true
Say hey hey hey
I got the proof
Dreams do come true

Chief Keef – Ticket Lyrics

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t official (nah!)
Real nigga ain’t in him (hannn!)
Dope all in the spine (dope!)
Probably why I can’t feel ’em
Too much to lose (skrt!)
Probably why I ain’t get em’
Gotta ball out for my dead homies
Probably why I ain’t with em’
Ridin’ around in this Fisker
10 hunnid for this Fisher
Thousand dollars for these louies (beep, beeep)
These here are official
Ball, ball, ball foul give me a whistle
Hoppin out with that style, these here a ticket
[Verse 1]
Walkin’ through the mall, and I’m smellin’ like dope
Shoppin’ in Gucci, they let me pour drink up
This convo, ain’t a ticket? BANG Louis! Then I got’s to hangup
Cause I love that blue cheese, like everybody loves Raymond
Come up in strip club, you fuck around get rained up
Go up in my hood, you fuck around get banged on
Loud pipes when, I pull off you can hear it when I swang em’
I’m in this bitch with a black hoodie, black gucci’s; Trayvon
[Bridge]
I parked in a no park and got me a ticket
Told the lord to excuse me for my sinning
Man I swear these bitches out here trippin’
If I was still in school, I’d have knots all in my dickies
(Lets get it)
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Free Slick, niggas keep talkin’ that G shit
Niggas keep talkin’ that sweet shit
Niggas ain’t talkin’ that street shit
Bitch my pockets on deep dish
You don’t hustle, you don’t eat shit
Ride pass you like I don’t see shit
I let it seek me, ion seek it
[Hook]
Gucci!

Miguel – Banana Clip Lyrics

Yeah, I’m ready like a rebel, hey yeah, hey yeah
Gotta hate that the love got the memo, yeah, yeah, yeah
I put the “D” in defender
You know I never surrender
No, no, no
[Chorus]
For you, I let it ring like (graa)
Yeah, I let it ring like (graa)
It’s like I’m trigger happy (hahaha)
Banana clip on my love for you
I let it ring like (graa)
Ohh, ohh…trigger happy (hahaha)
[?] [Verse 1]
There’s a war on love
Just look around you
It’s hard to know who to trust
I’m glad I found you
You and me, we climb higher
Baby, crescendo (yeah)
Got a love, it won’t stop
It’s that extendo
[Chorus]
(Girl) M16 on my lap
We hear missiles in the sky
No matter where I go on the map
You got my protection
Banana clip on my love for you (yeah)
Let it ring like (graa)
Yeah, I let it ring like (graa)
It’s like I’m trigger happy (hahahaha)
Banana clip on my love for you (ooh)
Let it ring like (graa)
Yeah, I let it ring like (graa)
I guess I’m trigger happy
[Bridge]
You know I stay down, way down for you, talking limbo
And my love, it won’t stop, got that extendo
[Chorus]
(Girl) M16 on my lap
A lot of terror on her mind
No matter where I go on the map
You got my protection
Banana clip on my love for you (oh)
Let it ring like (graa)
Yeah, I let it ring like (graa)
It’s like I’m trigger happy (hahahaha)
Banana clip on my love for you
Let it ring like (graa)
Yeah, I let it ring like (graa)
I guess I’m trigger happy (ahahaha)
[Bridge]
Let me squeeze
Let me squeeze ya, baby
They can’t see me, oh no, I got the camo, hey yeah hey yeah
Ready?

Chief Keef – Less Speed Lyrics

[Hook]
Point me to the racks please
Before I make this fuckin’ mac squeeze (beep beep)
Don’t make me, make these racks sneeze
You little niggas is some pet-peeves
Up in traffic where you catch me
So much ice I can jet ski
This bitch wish she never met me
I told her more breaks, less speed
[Verse 1]
You know I got the hammer even in my pajamas
He is not a member, we don’t want him around us
Smoking on this dope pack, how much you give a pound for? I can get you real dope, stop lookin cause you found him
Accelerate then hit the gas, we don’t fuck witchu’, we sped pass
We rolled pass then doubled back, let down the window then upped the Mac
Like FAH-FAH-FAH tell’em that
Folded up put it back in duffel bag
Gotta blick on me I’m bussin that
Swear it ain’t shit here tough as that
If you was bout it nigga, you would buss back
These hoes nigga I ain’t trusting that
These bitches nigga I ain’t loving that
Imma hit once and I’m appointing that
Man fuck you niggas, I ain’t stuntin’ that
Put em’ inna cycle like a laundromat
I’m high as hell of this onion pack
And I’m riding round in this iron man
[Hook]
Point me to the racks please
Before I make this fuckin’ mac squeeze (beep beep)
Don’t make me, make these racks sneeze
You little niggas is some pet-peeves
Up in traffic where you catch me
So much ice I can jet ski
This bitch wish she never met me
I told her more breaks, less speed
[Verse 2]
She want me to fuck her, I’m so low off stamina
She’s a fuckin’ freak too, she put up some cameras
She got that non-stick shit, Imma name her Pamela
I be poppin’ big shit I’m living spectacular
I gotta bitch named Tabatha, flip her like spatula
And the way she suck me, I cannot be mad at her
Imma fuckin’ changed man, I cannot be draggin’ her
Stay gettin’ the same bands, but my Louis lavender
[Hook]
Point me to the racks please
Before I make this fuckin’ mac squeeze (beep beep)
Don’t make me, make these racks sneeze
You little niggas is some pet-peeves
Up in traffic where you catch me
So much ice I can jet ski
This bitch wish she never met me
I told her more breaks, less speed

Lil Tracy – My bae Lyrics

[Hook]
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Yah she like how I got cake
It’s not even my birthday
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Sippin’ on champagne yuh
Runnin’ in the rain
Skrr
Skrr
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Yah she like how I got cake
It’s not even my birthday
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Sippin’ on champagne yuh
Runnin’ in the rain
[Verse 1]
Booty jeans
Jewelry
Camera’s in my face just like a movie scene
I’ma eat on that pussy cause she keep it clean
Thats my bae
That’s my boo
The other half of me
I wear (?) shades very casually
You fuckin snakes in the grass but I swear I see
That’s my bae
She got ass and I know you seen
That’s my bae
She got ass and I know you seen
[Hook]
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Yah she like how I got cake
It’s not even my birthday
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
Sippin’ on champagne yuh
Runnin’ in the rain
Skrr
Skrr
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Yah she like how I got cake
It’s not even my birthday
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Sippin’ on champagne yuh
Runnin’ in the rain
Skrr
Skrr
[Verse 2]
That’s my baa
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
She a top model just like Tyra Banks
She my Kim K and i’m her Kanye
She said i’m her bea
I said touche
That’s my bae
I’m her bea to
I don’t want that bitch unless you want her to
What you wanna do babe
It’s up to you
[Hook]
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
That’s my bae
Yah she like how I got cake
It’s not even my birthday
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Thats my bae
Sippin’ on champagne yuh
Runnin’ in the rain
Skrr
Skrr

Chief Keef – Be Back Lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Count that cash fast
Ain’t no smoking big gas bags
Hit stacks of big ass cash backs
Don’t call me [?] better off from back that
Where the fuck is the money, let me get that
Everyday Designer, but it’s mismatched
[?] ’cause we need that
And see you in the blocko we gon’ beat back
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I got big knots, in my balmains
I be balling, like a ball game
Get to sparking, no talking
Chopper in the bag, make the mall rain
Bitches cheap so, where the beef go
Talking like you ’bout it, where your teeth go
I got the heat though, for niggas trickos
Stack blue cheese[?] like they Pringles
[Hook: Chief Keef]
Count that cash fast
Ain’t no smoking big gas bags
Hit stacks of big ass cash backs
Don’t call me [?] better off from back that
Where the fuck is the money, let me get that
Everyday Designer but it’s mismatched
[?] Cause we need that
And see you in the blocko we gon’ beat back
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
I’ve been switch hoe
[?]
I’m in my foreign truck, get in my [?] so
New Louis, come take a picture
[?] a touchdown, from a kick-up
[?] stick up, how your stick-up? When next time for the hitta, don’t catch the hiccups
You ain’t really ’bout it, get a stick-up
[Hook: Chief Keef]
Count that cash fast
Ain’t no smoking big gas bags
Hit stacks of big ass cash backs
Don’t call me [?] better off from back that
Where the fuck is the money, let me get that
Everyday Designer, but it’s mismatched
[?] Cause we need that
And see you in the blocko we gon’ beat back How your [?], how your quick-up?

Stephen – Bullet Train Acoustic Lyrics

Intro: Joni Fatora]
Like a, like a, like a bullet train
[Verse 1: Joni Fatora]
Movin’ like the speed of sound
Feet can’t keep on the ground
Can’t stay in one place
Keep movin’ like a bullet train
Like a bullet train
Movin’ like the speed of sound
Feet can’t keep on the ground
Can’t stay in one place
Keep movin’ like a bullet train
Like a bullet train
[Chorus: Joni Fatora]
Like, like, like a bullet train
Like, like, like a bullet train
One place
(Damn)
Like, like, like a bullet—shh
Like, like, like a bullet—shh, train
Train
[Verse 2: Joni Fatora]
‘Cause I can’t stop time
You keep blurring in my mind
And space is undefined
These tracks left behind
We can’t stay the same
Can’t stop this train
I can’t find the breaks
On this bullet train
[Outro: Joni Fatora]
‘Cause I can’t stop
Stop
One place
(Damn)
Like, like, like a bullet—shh
Like, like, like a bullet—shh
Like
Like, like, like a bullet train