Asian Doll – Road Runner

[Verse 2]
Bitch! I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em? I got thirties, I got k’s, bitch I get slayed
Nigga on my tip, want to fuck me on another day
Off the henny, so she get loose
Diamond studs up on my shoe
AP light, I lit the booth
Back and forth, what you gon’ do? I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em? [Intro]
Ayy, yeah, uh, uh
[Verse 1]
I’m a runner to the money
Count digits and shit, that’s sunny
I get more than ever wanted
Eat dinner, I’m bout my Funyuns
I ain’t speaking on these bitches
Less hundreds, just in the duffle
More important
Sit in meetings and tell ‘em don’t move a muscle
Now I’m ballin’, all my exes don’t call ‘em or send a message (hello?)
Can’t sex ‘em or arrest ‘em
I promise I’m somewhere flexing
Add it up, then load the western
I’m fiending the latest stretch up
Bop these bitches on the daily
Don’t trust ‘em, these girls be faking
I smoke inner dope and outer dope
My money long, no uzi song
Tatted on his face, he tried to hit me with the baby strokes
Uno up you, losing hoe
Paid in full, Margiela’s on
He ain’t rocking, you ain’t popping
I’ma walk in, vibe alone
I ain’t friendly, but I’m pretty, little bitch pick your face up
You ain’t got no money, cause you funny, get your weight up
Fuck a nine to five, you ain’t no lick you better shake some
Hating on me, a different wave, you could never take none
[Chorus]
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh!)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh!)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em? Bitches fake, bitches opps
Bust her top like she a pop
Kiss my ass, I’m at the top
Ain’t give me shit, I had to watch
Petty rumors is deceiving
Drop the top, let’s pave the ceiling
Maybe but just keep him willing
Drop them tapes, them shits be killing
Hating on me, you broke
Lil’ bitch did some money sport
You gon’ have to pick a source
You gon’ have to get endorsed
Keep it G, I’m a freak
I might let him lick my feet
Put your head up on the seat
Run your mouth, you get deceased
I ain’t waiting for it
If the doll’s in this bitch, he gon’ pay for it
Put your nigga on my roster, I’m gon’ take yours
I ain’t fighting for no title, I just claim it
Really banging, really cocky if you hate me (bitch)
[Chorus]
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh)
I ain’t sweating a nigga who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em
Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em?

Kid Rock – American Rock ‘n Roll

[Verse 1]
Midnight riding in my old two seater rolling down the boulevard
Headlights shining on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard
Black leather jacket on a Friday night
Fire up the lighter and a lucky strike
The radio’s saying "Take a walk on the wild side"
And it’s got me feeling like…
[Chorus 1]
Go wide open it’s a pedal down kind of a thing
Little bit of Mo-Town smooth
A little bit of Memphis Blues
A sea of emotion raining all over me
Give me that heart and that soul
American rock ‘n roll
[Verse 2]
I can see the banner on the courthouse flying proud red, white, and blue
I can see her waiving on the corner smiling cause she feels just like I do
Now she’s sitting right next to me
Everything’s how it oughta be
Being young in the land of the free
And she’s got me feeling like…
[Chorus 2]
Go wide open it’s a pedal down kind of a thing
A little bit of Folsom Blues
A little bit of gangster smooth
A sea of emotion raining all over me
Give me that heart and that soul
American rock ‘n roll
[Bridge]
Midnight riding in my old two seater rolling down the boulevard
Headlights shining on rusty fences as I pass the rail yard
And it’s got me feeling like…
[Chorus 3]
Go wide open it’s a pedal down kind of a thing
A little bit of Delta Blues
A little "Blue Suede Shoes"
A sea of emotion raining all over me
Give me that heart and that soul
American rock ‘n roll
American rock ‘n roll
American rock ‘n roll
American rock ‘n roll

J. Balvin – Ahora

Leggo’, leggo’ [Intro]
Quédate aquí, te conviene
Vamo’ a dejar que esto pase
Y mientras tú te entretiene’
Yo me vuelvo fanático de lo que haces
Quédate aquí, te conviene
Si hay guerra podemo’ hacer las pase’ (podemo’ hacer las pases)
Yo quiero que tú me enseñe’
Todo lo que tú haces, tú haces
[Coro]
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras
[Verso 1]
Tú te ves tan bien, pero me pones tan mal
Quédateme aquí por si no te vuelvo a encontrar
Te conviene y lo sabes, como sabes actuar
Y por más que lo disfraces yo lo sé interpretar
Si todo va bien no hay por qué pasarlo mal
Tantas son las horas que yo ni quiero esperar
Te conviene y lo sabes, que te quieres quedar
No empezó pero ya sabes como va a terminar
[Puente]
Presiento que quieres acabar encima de mí
Dime y yo paro el tiempo
Siempre recuerda que, que
[Coro]
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras
[Verso 2]
Con confianza le damo’ hasta el suelo
Un par de copa’ y yo ya sé que puedo
Tómate tu tiempo mi nena, yo espero
Aunque me mate, sólo sugiero
No hay más que hablar, dímelo después
Baby ahora hay que aprovechar
Por si no se vuelve a dar, otra vez
[Puente]
No hay más que hablar, dímelo después
Baby ahora hay que aprovechar
Por si no se vuelve a dar, otra vez
[Coro]
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras
Tantas son las horas
Cuando estamo’ a solas
Que quiero tenerte ahora
Me mata si te demoras (skrt, skrt)
Me llamó tu actitud
Creo que vo’ a contestar
Ahora (sí), ahora (eh), por si después me ignoras
[Outro]
J Balvin, men (yep)
Sky Rompiendo
Tainy
Reggae-reggaeton, yeah, yeah
Come on (wuh, wuh)
Reggae-reggaeton, yeah
(J Balvin men, Tainy, Sky Rompiendo)
¿’Tamo rompiendo o no estamos rompiendo muchachos?

Ricky Martin – Fiebre (feat. Wisin & Yandel)

Baby tu eres fuego que quema
Es que tu cuerpo es adictivo
Y eso a mí me causa problemas
[Coro: Ricky Martin]
Yo me la paso cada día
Pensando en ti y en tus ojos negros
Y en tu risa bella
Yo me la paso cada día pensando en ti (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Y que entre tus brazos pierdo la cabeza
[Post-coro: Ricky Martin, Yandel]
Ven cúrame suavecito to’ este calor que va por mis venas
Ay cúrame suavecito que sólo tú tienes la receta
Oahh-oahh
Tú eres mi receta
Oahh-oahh
Yandel
[Verso 2: Yandel]
Confía en mí, y ya verás
Que conmigo se detiene el tiempo
Y quedarás adicta a mí
Sin tocarte me caliento
Quítame esta fiebre y mátame las ganas
Es una llama que sólo tu cuerpo apaga (Yandel)
Uoh-uoh-uohh
Yo quiero sentir
Uoh-uohh (quiero sentir)
Tus besos mojados
Uoh-uoh-uohh (besos mojados)
Dame más de ti
Uoh-uohh (dame más de ti)
Llegaste en el momento indicado
[Coro: Ricky Martin]
Yo me la paso cada día
Pensando en ti y en tus ojos negros
Y en tu risa bella
Yo me la paso cada día pensando en ti (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Y que entre tus brazos pierdo la cabeza
[Post-coro: Ricky Martin, Yandel, Wisin]
Ven cúrame suavecito to’ este calor que va por mis venas
Ay cúrame suavecito que sólo tú tienes la receta
Oahh-oahh
Tú eres mi receta
Oahh-oahh
Tú eres mi receta [Intro: Ricky Martin]
Fiebre, pierdo el sentido
Me va bajando despacito por el cuello hasta el ombligo
Y sabes, no tiene cura
Y voy perdiendo los modales, educación y compostura
Fiebre, que no descansa
Y va bajando lentamente resbalando por mi espalda
Y sube, a cuarenta grados
Me recorre todo el cuerpo cuando pasas a mi lado
[Pre-coro: Ricky Martin, Wisin]
Dime como hacer pa’ quitar mis penas (doble U, Yandel)
Que mi corazón no aguanta tanta presión, porque
[Coro: Ricky Martin]
Yo me la paso cada día
Pensando en ti y en tus ojos negros
Y en tu risa bella
Yo me la paso cada día pensando en ti (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Y que entre tus brazos pierdo la cabeza
[Post-coro: Ricky Martin, Wisin]
Ven cúrame suavecito to’ este calor que va por mis venas
Ay cúrame suavecito que sólo tú tienes la receta
Oahh-oahh
Yo tengo un padecimiento en el corazón
Tú eres mi receta
Mr. Doblete
Oahh-oahh
Demasiado caliente
[Verso 1: Wisin]
Qué rica la cara
Nadie la para
Temperatura sube como desierto de Sahara
Ella escucha mi música y se encendió
Fuego en mano, y el motor lo prendió
Dale cúrame, desnúdate
Enfócate baby, dame un chance, sólo revélate
Tú y tus amigas están sudando
Yo te sigo mirando, te sigo imaginando
[Pre-coro: Wisin]
¿Por qué no te quedas conmigo?

Stwo – Neither Do I (feat. Jeremih)

Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? Do you ever think about me when I’m not around? Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love girl? [Bridge]
Neither do I
I say we find out, cover your eyes
Well go turn the lights out
I know you want it from the way you like to move, girl
Why you frontin’ like you ain’t got nothing to lose, girl? Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? [Chorus]
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? Do you ever think about me when I’m not around? I’m just tryna make a move girl
Get you in the nude girl
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I remember days when
This wouldn’t go the same before I was famous
It’s true we out here chasing bitches
Now I’m done with that
I came up and now I’m rich
I got sum’n wrong with that
But you different than these women
Got me coming back
Can’t let anybody have you
Can’t have none of that
[Chorus 2]
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? Do you ever think about me when I’m not around? [Bridge]
Neither do I
I say we find out, cover your eyes
Well go turn the lights out
I know you want it from the way you like to move, girl
Why you frontin’ like you ain’t got nothing to lose, girl? Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? I’m just tryna make a move girl
Get you in the nude girl
Yeah, yeah
[Bridge 2]
Do you ever think about me when I’m not around? Take off your top, ready to fuck (girl)
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love? [Chorus 2]
Let’s take off the top, go hit the club
Do you know what it feels like to fall in love?

Talib Kweli – Radio Silence (feat. Amber Coffman & Myka 9)

[Instrumental break]
[Verse 3: Myka 9]
Born this way, Capricorn, L.A
On the day of January 15
Dr. What makes you want to attack me? [Intro: Talib Kweli]
I know, we back
We home, let’s go
I know, we back
We home, let’s go
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Check it out
Born this way, the universe wasn’t formed in a day
Praise the lord and pray, we the children of God
Better learn how to walk this way
Try to walk with faith, but it’s hard
What more could I say? Better pass the mic in the afterlife
If so let me spit flows
Good enough to offer to God as a sacrifice
Born again like I passed away
Castigated for being honest
Caught bail like a Castaway
Because I feel like I’m swimmin’ on an island
When I’m gettin’ introspective: that’s radio silence
When I’m fuckin’ up program directives: that’s radio violence
[Chorus: Amber Coffman]
You were the one who wants to slow me down
I’m a criminal when you’re around
What makes me think you would love me? I don’t know it’s still you
How can I tell if you under a spell
Did the Fake You kill you? [Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Born this way, woke up like this
The midpoint between science and religion
Is tryna find out what the meaning of life is
October 3rd, ‘75, my birth is a blessing
Ain’t no spoken word could ever describe how the flow get better
I live on the edge, I’ll send you a postcard
Fuck a phone, I got a chip on my neck that’s a close call
Turn the lights off, see how we glow in the dark
Or we growin’ apart or tryna survive the flood like we in Noah’s Ark
We battin’ down the hatchets and we set sail
Tryna get far away from inhalin’ them chemtrails
My intel says they makin’ people out of the stem cells
The gun’s our sunflower seed – we love to spit shells
When them super soakers get let off it don’t end well
I ain’t know you like to get wet, dog, like Denzel
They hype it up like marketers, sparklin’ like a fish scale
Till’ you chasin’ a high like Captain Ahab after that big whale
It’s criminal
[Chorus: Amber Coffman]
You were the one who wants to slow me down
I’m a criminal when you’re around
What makes me think you would love me? King his dream torn from a warm womb
Formed from the clay existing
Shifting from the essence uplifting in the presence
Just drifting, gifting through this mortal coil
With mystic lessons from the sage
California spoiled a blessing
Blissed up my first breath in outer space
I kissed death in the face
No identity complex, it gets left in its place
I’m proud to say no aborted torment to my rejection
Miffed, dismayed, and somewhat befuddled
I struggled to hustle and come up when the blood corpuscle boils
I’m pressin’ issues, its business that’s mixed with pleasure
It’s plizness to play and get paid
During this clone war for dna
You should know more about the donors confessing my dulah from prenatal
I’m off fire, water, elixir of liquor, with soft or hard core drugs in my system
Sicker desire to be delivered wisdom
Pour black white sexy texture of lovers like jungle fever
Wild zebras to make this fetus brother
The son of my father, I want to hear my one Shawki
And my daughter Aja lecture selections in musical meters
In physics you should explore and visit more
Exquisite shores and districts, take a breather
Believe in your epic eye memory
You are descendant of natural leaders extended from before the nephilim
Bethlehem, even eden and mu testaments heaven-sent
Energy, books, messages read them scriptures
Look at the various sizes of giants in Egyptian pictures
Stonehenge endured the mathematics of Mayans
And megalithic structures evidence frequencies vedas
We’re just the latest reproduction created out of pure star dust And made in his image but God is greatest! What makes you want to attack me? I feel I’m cursed, so I talk this way
Gotta write what I’m livin’ in graffiti
It’s the hood hieroglyphics
So I’m lookin’ for a wall to spray
You could picture me rollin’
You could picture me holdin’
You could never picture me foldin’
Refuse to beholden to your racist image of a Black man
Kiss my entire colon
Great mind, even though the legacy is stolen
It’s all for the silver and gold
You can tell you in the ghetto from the litter in the road
Man this middle-of-the-road shit really getting old
Which one is the Real You?

Wale – Staying Power Lyrics

Me, Folarin
I got her, and I can outrap my opponents
And I’m not too popular, media treat my passion like a hazard or something
Y’all get the handoff and fumble it
Me, I get it and Alvin Kamara it
Simple city niggas wild with me, so you outta town niggas humble it
Gassing on beats, and I look sweet
The homies is homonyms out in these streets
You probably is wondering what do that mean? Folarin, the godbody flow
The godfather himself
Rest in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said, “Young man, when it’s your time, you’ll have the whole nation’s capital and the surrounding towns and boroughs to be following you
Well you and I know its only kinda true
It’s more like, “You shining lil dude, see see there a lot life limits about to come through, but if your run Joe, and bust loose and grind, grind, grind, them lemons are set up, you will get some juice”
[Verse 2]
And I got that now
Flex attitude made her drop that down
I’m off that brown
I’m from uptown
In the school of Maryland, guess I’m from there now
Hol’ up, yeah, I don’t care though
You an H&M nigga, a banana ho
You a lil bamma nigga with no real dough
How you got a landlord and a Lambo? Hol’ up
Y’all can’t tell me shit
If your bitch is always on my dick
Spent about 240 on my wrist
Every time that I record, I’m lit, uh
Ask money, ask money
Ass bet, go ‘head, mask on me
Actin’ gig from Judd Apatow
It’s so funny, I’m fly from my “crashing” gig
Maxfield, tryna see how fast it burn
In the field like a running back or somethin’
I got the passion in me, just got a bag to push it
‘Cause y’all rappin’ niggas ain’t really rappin’ good
I’m gone, Folarin
I got it, and I can out-rap my opponents
Niggas do not want no smoke with me
Nicotine patches on raps and my poems
Somebody tell ’em I’m back in my zone
Olu back in his zone
So I’m back in my zone, hold it I ain’t too deep, but I ain’t too deep
Sweet
I am the legend niggas trying to be
Went to Portland before I signed with my team
Niggas couldn’t fly on they feet
Never that broke shit applying to me
Forever that dope shit, it run in my blood like I’m sipping mud
And tired and sleep
We laughing at who thoughts, it’s quiet for me
I quietly quietly built my empire, to set afire to the rivaling teams
I’m a lion, you infusely lying
Devour anybody bothering me
Blood on my teeth
All of my queens got blood on they sneakers
All of my women be loyal and honest
I take ’em all shopping then burn the receipt
Who fucking with me? Might buy me a ‘rari, you buying Foamposites
And walk around like we ain’t different
Shit, y’all just Instagram
Shit, y’a just Twitter shit, yeah
I ain’t about to tit for tat, but nigga check the map
Guess who put shit there? [Interlude]
Nah really? [Verse 1]
Lately been feelin’ like niggas doubt me
Trust me, they don’t got no staying power
Left Atlantic, ’bout a minute later
Every record label try and scout me
Representin’ all official niggas
Intelligent, fly, and get bitches nigga
I tell her to fly, she catch a Delta
Or she RHO, or she get to steppin’
AKA, I be speaking wreckless
’07 my Supreme jacket
AKAs at Virginia State
My second year, I tried to get one pregnant
Early bird, that was Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to Teterboro
Halliburton full of Blues Brothers
Ain’t no Akroyd or Belushi neither
Paranoid, so I’m drinking heavy
Hearing voices, I don’t sleep heavy
Had a choice, I can turn a back? Who fucking with me? I be runnin’ back for a team or something
Kick return, wide-receiver money
Now, I’m sneaking burners in the club
I’m not concerned about who beefing with us
I can give ’em words, I could beat ’em up
Rap dudes, I’m Zab Judah
Hook, cross, jab, jab through em’
Uber X, I’m in a Maxima
She was in Maxim mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I’m cool though
I’m not a little nigga tryna big boy
I’m like the outcast of the new school
Spent about three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got dick for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a gift for her?

Blac Youngsta – Booty (Remix) Lyrics

I ain’t playing with yo ass, I already got too many felonies
If my bullet stick out, you gon’ really get the rest of me
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Church (let’s go)
Street certified and your nigga know that (know that)
Tell them bitches go and free Kodak (yeah)
While they at it tell them go and free Meechie (free him)
Had to cut them niggas off, they was leeching (fuck ’em)
Touring with some bitches (bitches)
FYI your bitch free (yeah)
I’m hard on a bitch, it ain’t easy (yeah)
So soft for the rent, it wasn’t easy (hard)
Tell judge gon’ free Meek Mill (Meek Mill)
21 summers, ain’t sleep still (nah)
Forehead ache like an Advil (white)
1998 got cash still (damn)
Flip that work with a gas grill (ayy)
Fuck around, had to pay gas bill
White 2 door cost your boy half mill (oh)
What you think ya bitch do on a half pill? I said I gotta spend a bag, okay what you telling me? That booty, that big old booty? That booty, that big old booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Work (work, woo)
Push button start, hit one button, turn the whole top to a vert (damn)
Let the AK squirt (boom)
Lamborghini truck, purp (oh)
Nigga play with me, merked (yeah)
Then where you going? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Yeah, smack it up, flip it, rub it down, BBD
Yeah, I know you heard the news about that BBC
Yeah, greatest in that box, RIP Ali
Mmm, she say she love my kids, taste my legacy
Ooh, she go stupid, I’m no Cupid
I don’t cuff her, I can’t lose it
What she say I’m sleeping on her
I just said she just caught me snoozing
Got a Uzi, she so woozy, that big booty such a doozy
I’m too G, word to Gucci
Light a J, that’s word to Juicy, uh
Spread it open like a flower when the sun hit, yeah, uh
Girl, you like a Starburst, sunkissed, yeah
I got you busting like a hunnid drum clip, yeah, uh
I throw a lil’ money, you make me cum quick
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk (lil’ bih)
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot) That booty, that big old booty? [Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? That booty, that big old booty? [Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Chicken in the spot, jerk (jerk)
What’s it in the pot? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
[Verse 4: Blac Youngsta]
Bounce that booty on the floor (shake)
Shake it ’til you get a lil sore (shake)
Show ’em your mama made a ho (shake, twerk twerk)
Go’n ‘head, get a little low (shake)
Shake that booty in the car (shake)
Shake that booty in the store (shake)
(Twerk twerk, shake)
Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it
If I hit Alexis Skyy, I’ma motherfuckin’ rock it (twerk twerk, shake)
I ain’t got no fucking heart
I can’t be loyal to you whore
You weren’t here from the start (twerk twerk)
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Smash, spank that, ass, gas, smoke that (oh)
Little bitty bitch, throat that, yeah (ooh, ooh)
Pop it, drop it, you know I got the money, bitch, stop it
You a carbon, copy, call me, papi
Can’t pay the bills, she stupid
If she let me hit, I’ll do it
Big booty, black and beautiful
Suwoop, chain got rubies
Batman, Bruce Wayne got groupies
Catwoman, that pussy got boobies
Jump all in it, shoot, fuck it up, back it up, toot toot (twerk)
Big ol’ booty, bih, come over, got her titties in the Gucci
She fit the booty in them fashionova
Yeah, you ain’t no groupie
I’m Lyon like Lucious
That ass on stupid, and I’m tryna smash, man, [?]
I wanna put you on a better team
Her booty shaking on my dick is something that I’ve never seen
I fuck her at the head of the bed instead letting her get ahead of me
I’ma leave the dick in, bitch, you never getting rid of me
Got my money on that ass, okay, what you selling me?

Lil Durk – Cross Roads Lyrics

They gon’ snake you, they not equal
That shit with Fredo got me tweakin’
They not cryin’, they just tweetin’
Ain’t no time to do no grievin’
Percocet come out my pores
You don’t feel that when they die ’til it happen to yours, yeah
But they got a choice
In the trenches, I done did it, I became a voice
See I ain’t changed but I was goin’ through changes
Pluto’d still be alive if he ain’t hang with strangers
Niggas love you when you dead, that shit the strangest
Skylar and Bella my two angels
Fo’nem at your roof like a fucking reindeer
So deep inside this hellhole, it don’t rain here
We love the same people, we ain’t got the same tears
They don’t understand me, don’t think they can hear
Spread the love (we can’t ’cause niggas die ’bout it)
Spread the love (this time they said I’ll die ’bout it)
Spread the love (my niggas, I’ll fire shots ’bout ’em)
Spread the love (too many niggas got bodies)
I’m so deep in Chicago, whoever thought I’d see France? For real, for real [Intro]
OTF NuNu man, you know how we rockin’ man, MG-03, 72nd
So you- we on the block this early? If I ain’t have beef I think they’d be treatin’ me like Chance
Old heads cannot mislead me, they know that I’m too advanced
Even though that I’m lowkey, got killers on my demand, ayy
[Outro]
You ever seen friends turn to snakes? He spoke his mind
Nigga ain’t gotta be no gangster
Everybody with me ain’t no gangsters
You know what I’m sayin’, everybody with me ain’t no killers
Everybody with me don’t get money
You know what I’m sayin’, but we gon’ make that shit work
We gon’ put the money niggas with the money niggas
We gon’ put the killers with the killers, know what I’m sayin’
And let it get treacherous for niggas, you know? You ever seen snakes turn to friends? I’m seein’ this shit happen every day
That’s where we at, know what I’m sayin’
We rap about it ’cause we got, know what I’m sayin’
I see people judgin’ us, talkin’ ’bout
They always talkin’ ’bout guns, postin’ guns
They doin’ it for the money
See I came from shit, know what I’m sayin’, so I do what I want
That’s why 2Pac was so great, you feel me? Yeah it’s 9th Street man, fool a lot of shit happened there
And I’m in my feelings at a crossroads
Don’t want to go
Crossroads
[Pre-Chorus]
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the crossroads
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the crossroads
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody
[Chorus]
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
And I’m gonna miss everybody
Capo, L’A, everybody
Nuski, Fredo, everybody
I done seen they dead bodies
And these bodies steady droppin’ but you barely hear about ’em
And they can’t take fear up out ’em, oh
[Verse]
Allah, we don’t believe in Jesus
RIP Kenneka Jenkins
Look what they doin’ to my people
Think it’s funny, why they tweakin’?

George Ezra – Hold My Girl Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’ve been waiting for you
To come around and tell me the truth
‘Bout everything that you’re going through
My girl you got nothing to lose
[Pre-Chorus]
Cold night
Sunday morning
Is on your way [?]
[Chorus]
I’ve got time
I’ve got love
Got confidence, to rise above
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Crowded town, silent bed
Pick a place to rest your head
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl
[Verse 2]
I’ve been dreaming ’bout us
Working hard and saving it up
We won’t see the man on the moon
My girl we’ve got nothing to lose
[Pre-Chorus]
Cold night
Sunday morning
Is on your way [?]
And [?]
[Chorus]
I’ve got time
I’ve got love
Got confidence, to rise above
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Crowded town, silent bed
Pick a place to rest your head
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl
[Bridge]
My girl, my girl
It takes one hard second to turn it around
It takes one hard second to turn it around
[Chorus]
I’ve got time
I’ve got love
Got confidence, to rise above
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Crowded town, silent bed
Pick a place to rest your head
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl
I’ve got time
I’ve got love
Got confidence, to rise above
Give me a minute to hold my girl
Give me a minute to hold my girl

George Ezra – All My Love Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All my love is yours
All my time is ours
All my reckless dreams and
All my restless hours
[Pre-Chorus]
No matter where you go, babe
I’ll be there
No matter where you go, baby
I’ll be there, I’ll be there
[Chorus]
All my love is yours
All my time is ours
All my reckless dreams
All my restless hours
All, my my, all my my love
All, my my, all my my love
[Verse 2]
All those setting suns
And all those rising moons
From the Eiffel Tower to those deep lagoons
[Pre-Chorus]
No matter where you go, baby
I’ll be there
No matter where you go, baby
I’ll be there, I’ll be there
[Chorus]
All my love is yours
All my time is ours
All my reckless dreams
All my restless hours
All, my my, all my my love
All, my my, all my my love
[Bridge]
Let’s be [?] with me
That you don’t need to worry about it
I’ll be there
[Chorus]
All my love is yours
All my time is ours
All my reckless dreams
All my restless hours
All, my my, all my my love
All, my my, all my my love
All, my my, all my my love
All, my my, all my my

George Ezra – Shotgun Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Gotta hit the road
Something changed in the atmosphere
[?]
I can get used to this
[Pre-Chorus]
Time flies by in the yellow [?]
Stick around and you’ll see what I mean
There’s a mountaintop that I’m dreaming of
If you need me you know were I’ll be
[Chorus]
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
[Verse 2]
The south [?], navigate it
Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road
Bikini bottom [?]
I could get used to this
[Pre-Chorus]
Time flies by in the yellow [?]
Stick around and you’ll see what I mean
There’s a mountaintop that I’m dreaming of
If you need me you know were I’ll be
[Chorus]
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
[Bridge]
We got too little fun
Too little that
Singing along
Along with that
[Pre-Chorus]
Time flies by in the yellow [?]
Stick around and you’ll see what I mean
There’s a mountaintop that I’m dreaming of
If you need me you know were I’ll be
[Chorus]
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like I’m someone

George Ezra – Pretty Shining People Lyrics

The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? The answer is easy
[Chorus]
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together, he-ey [Verse 1]
He sat in the car talking about him every day
Headed to the wishing well we’ve reached our last resort
I turned to him said, “man help me out”
I feel like an island in an ocean full of change
Can’t bring myself to dive into an ocean full of change
Am I losing touch
Am I losing touch now? The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? He said:
What a terrible time to be alive if you’re fraught to overthinking
What a terrible time to be alive if you’re taught second guessing
[Chorus]
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together, he-ey
[Verse 2]
[?]
Am I losing touch
Are we losing touch now? The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? The answer is easy
Don’t we all need love? He said:
What a terrible time to be alive if you’re fraught to overthinking
What a terrible time to be alive if you’re taught to be guessing
[Chorus]
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together
Hey pretty shining people, we all ride together
We all ride together, he-ey
[Bridge]
Don’t we all need love?

Tegan and Sara – Walking With a Ghost Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
No matter which way you go
No matter which way you stay
You’re out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
[Chorus]
I was walking with a ghost
I said please, please don’t insist
I was walking with a ghost
I said please, please don’t insist
[Pre-Chorus]
No matter which way you go
No matter which way you stay
You’re out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
[Chorus]
I was walking with a ghost
I said please, please don’t insist
I was walking with a ghost
I said please, please don’t insist
[Pre-Chorus]
No matter which way you go
No matter which way you stay
You’re out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
[Outro]
I was walking with a ghost
I was walking with a ghost
Out of my mind(I say please), out of my mind
Out of my mind(I say please), out of my mind
Your out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
Out of my mind, out of my mind
I was walking with a ghost
I was walking with a ghost
I was walking with a ghost
I was walking with a ghost
I was walking with a ghost
I was walking with a ghost

Ralo – I Swear To God

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, [?] Beats
Yeah, Famgoon (it’s Yung Lan on the track)
[Chorus]
I know you probably thinkin’ of me and thought I forgot
I swear I really miss you a lot believe it or not
You can’t see the feeling ’cause the feeling deep inside
It don’t seem like we tried and we done tried a million times
I told you I’m gon’ ride for mine, do some time for mine
Do a crime for mine, wait in line for mine
I know my turn coming next, what I earn I’ma flex
This is me at my best, I’ma get my request
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god that I’m gon’ make it out this dog
This shit get hard but I think god done built me for it
‘Cause I’m in charge I think I get the biggest charge
[Verse 1]
I’m the coach of the team, I’m the leader and the king
I’m the father in the ring, if I don’t win I won’t leave
Can’t lose, can’t lose, everybody know I can’t lose
If you with me then I thank you, it ain’t nothing that I can’t do
I put my mind to this shit, I put my grind in this shit
Outta sight outta mind, you know you can’t leave the blind
You know you can’t make the [?], they helped everyone except him
Look how many niggas left him, but he did it by himself pimp
I pat myself on the back, I love that nigga to death
Paid a stack for this belt, just to celebrate my wealth
You know I know what I’m worth, I refuse to be hurt
Gotta put god first
[Chorus]
I know you probably thinkin’ of me and thought I forgot
I swear I really miss you a lot believe it or not
You can’t see the feeling ’cause the feeling deep inside
It don’t seem like we tried and we done tried a million times
I told you I’m gon’ ride for mine, do some time for mine
Do a crime for mine, wait in line for mine
I know my turn coming next, what I earn I’ma flex
This is me at my best, I’ma get my request
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god that I’m gon’ make it out this dog
This shit get hard but I think god done built me for it
‘Cause I’m in charge I think I get the biggest charge
[Verse 2]
Got a charge, beat the charge, never see me unemployed
I am always on the job, young nigga working hard
I deserve what I’m getting, I deserve what I got
Even when I got shot, I walked out the parking lot
You know I’m ’round like a dirt bike, fuck these hoes on the first night
I done prayed so damn much I don’t give a fuck what the church like
They gon’ make me lose my temper, and stopping me is not simple
Put a hole in a niggas jaw, and I ain’t talking about a dimple
Ever since I can remember, I just been stuck in the center
I cannot get out the center, I just been stuck in the middle
I’ve been tryna shake it off, I’ve been tryna get it off
I’ve been tryna leave it ‘lone, I’ve been tryna go back home
This shit won’t leave me alone
[Chorus]
I know you probably thinkin’ of me and thought I forgot
I swear I really miss you a lot believe it or not
You can’t see the feeling ’cause the feeling deep inside
It don’t seem like we tried and we done tried a million times
I told you I’m gon’ ride for mine, do some time for mine
Do a crime for mine, wait in line for mine
I know my turn coming next, what I earn I’ma flex
This is me at my best, I’ma get my request
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god that I’m gon’ make it out this dog
This shit get hard but I think god done built me for it
‘Cause I’m in charge I think I get the biggest charge