Slim Jxmmi – Brxnks Truck

[Intro]
Ear Drummers
Jxm’
[Chorus]
Bring out the Brink’s truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
One-hundred yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
Ten-thousand dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)
[Verse 1]
You know these bitches checkin’ on me
In the DMs gettin’ naked for me (ayy)
I ain’t even took a dollar out my pocket
And the girls still shakin’ for me (shake, shake)
And I’m frosty like Tony (ayy)
In the club smokin’ weed with the owner (whoa)
I can walk on water
Poppin’ Ace of Spades like Corona (ayy)
[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm’)
[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ on shawty, I might go a round or two
Stackin’ up, I love how my money counter move (I love it)
N.W.A., nigga with attitude, I got a bag or two
And I dropped out of school (dropout)
I’m goin’ up, check my vertical (check it)
Fuck it, mane, I’m breakin’ every rule (every rule)
TMZ harassin’ me, I got a camera crew (whoa)
I’m addicted to shoppin’, so everything brand new (everything brand new, yeah)
I’m friends with the jeweler, my diamonds like Shamu (my diamonds like Shamu, ayy, ooh)
She rubbin’ the head like she applyin’ shampoo (she rubbin’ the head, yeah)
Pretty face, she got a lil’ ass, too (she got a lil’ ass, yeah)
Keep a few racks on me, I used to work in the factory
Niggas been hatin’, that shit never bothered me
I make they bitch come and swallow me
Nut on her back, then I tell her to follow me (woo)
Teacher said that I’m a motherfuckin’ prodigy (Jxm’)
When I’m shoppin’, I don’t care what it’s costin’ me
Ten bands, really, that ain’t a lot to me (woo)
Turn up my swag to infinity (Jxm’)
I leveled up on these niggas (leveled up)
Yeah, I leveled up (woo, woo)
I bezeled up on these niggas (bezeled up)
Yeah, I bezeled up (woo, woo)
I ain’t got time for no negative energy (no)
I’m on a winnin’ streak, I’m on a killin’ streak (we winnin’, my nigga)
The devil be doin’ the most, but he don’t ever get to me
[Chorus]
Bring out the Brink’s truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
One-hundred yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
Ten-thousand dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)
[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm’)

Tory Lanez – Memories Don’t Die (Freestyle)

I ding dong ditch bitches when the fling gone
With a mink on and four fingers that my rings on
Quick drawin’ like you don’t know where my dick going
Like I ain’t been up in your chick dorm since the flip phones
My ice rocky, nice jocky
So much maple leaf money, niggas think I’m playing ice hockey
I’m that fly type, move through the night cocky
Bitch, I look so good, even the dykes watch me
I’m on indictment with a bad lightskin
Chain rain so much water they think we ’bout to have lightning
When I spit, niggas think I’m in that lab fightin’
Niggas think that I’m left hooking and I’m jab writin’
One thing is, I ain’t in that lab writin’, nigga everything is off top
Word to my bald spot
I used to have to stash work in my broad spot
Cops came, had to stash work in the bra strap
Phone calls and my connect is just a call drop
We don’t count down on those, that’s a ball drop
Come on akh, pretendin’ y’all niggas on block
Twin fives put like ten of y’all niggas on shots
We could do it however y’all niggas wan’ rock
Make this shit pop like oil in a chrome pot
And it don’t stop
I’m not a picture painter but I will put a nigga in his own chalk
I let the .9 spill
I got a ill lil’ shooter out in Brownsville down for the wild deal
I’ll feel blessed if nigga test and my shooter leave him streched ’til the bones in his spine chill
I’m ill nigga, this is not a time drill
I used to serve on the strip and watch Seinfield
Man, I remember serving on the strip
Watching out for cops hoping out suburbans on the strip
Working on the strip, chilling with a .30 on my hip
Whole team of shooters, bunch of Steph Curries in my clique
Boy, I’m a wild boy, check the style, boy
I’m a real baller, you a towel boy
I’ll put ’em in the future, no Elroy
‘Cause I pop tops like I’m opening some Altoids
Breath minty and fresh Fendi
Got a hustler chick down to smuggle bricks through the West Indies
I’ll hustle ’til it’s nothing left in me, and the plug hear ’bout me and gotta invest in me
I send semi’s at any nigga that’s testin’ me
I’m prayin’ to the lord, he’s the one that been blessing me
But yo, I got a sick set
And my jewels like dipset
And we on cam like dipset
These fuck niggas say they coming for the kid neck? Give you dog shots like I’m checking in a sick pet
Got street ties with the street guys
Even if they fly on G5s, they’ll kill you for a G5
Fifteen hunnid, my FN gunning
My dawg copped twenty birds, and they just keep coming
He sold four and plus he let a sick team run ’em
We ain’t talking ’bout a verse when it’s a sixteen coming (check)
I’m a real nigga
I keep a Tommy on my body but when you see me, I ain’t wearin’ Hilfigher
Just a ladder and a roofer that’ll drill niggas
And down to take his charge when he kill niggas
Look, I’m the hot kid in the school
I pull up to the party and I pop chicks in the pool
Hot chicks say I’m hot and my dick is a jewel
Just let me box with that twat, I’ll stick it and move
Yo, she like the way my wrist dance
She like the way the wrists on my fist dance
Every time a nigga switch hands
And my guns and shooters on quickstands
You would thinks the guns designer, they way they come in rip pants
Wrist cuts, my wrist slants and I’m in the truck getting jiggy, tryna get up in your chick pants
Bitch dance
It’s four hoes with me, if them four hoes did me, shawty, it won’t be a fifth chance
My whole stretch from south France to Brisbane
And they attached to the arms like wrist bands
Look, I send ’em up and I’ma send a [?] back if they sent ’em up
My dawg got a twenty on him and a semi tucked
But, I’ve been in so many life or death situations, I just wanna live it up
I dropped it off and I picked it up
And my Joels all Embiided and I’m feeling all sixered up
I’m in the club tryna find a thick chick to fuck
Man, after all my neck and wrist is all glittered up
Bitches wanna fuck it up, now they want to lick it up
They man hear about it next day and wan’ get me touched
In a Bentley, tints tucked, Cuban linked up
Big chain on me in case I gotta get you inked up
Wrink up, see the wrist roller wrinked up
Whole squad looking like we robbed us a Brink’s truck
Any cat that know Lanez know I’m worldwide
I leave you on your sweatshirt like Earl died
I’m more wavy than a surfer on a curl tide
And you a bitch, even lookin’ from your girl’s eyes
I’m a stunna, my wrist done up, my girls got the scar tissue on her tits done up
Fucking with her, I’ma have to lift gun up and bang bang ’til the tissue on your hip come up
I’m a all around star player
I’m a lot of y’all father like Darth Vader
Fuck niggas know I charge for my hard labour
I spent nights in that cold for that hard paper
Listen, that’s why I feel I’m the most hot in the place
A lot of niggas saying they hot but they not in the place
And your block? It ain’t hot, man it’s safe
Next nigga diss Tory Lanez ’bout to get shot in his face, nigga
I hate niggas that lie and move funny
That why keep fly and chill on the cruise money
Y’all niggas lose money, y’all niggas just snooze money
Just look at my blood, my shit is just ooze money
Look, I do this for that youngin’ on the corner
That hustle all day though he never had a daughter
He never had a father, he hustle in the corner
I’m telling that he wilding tryna truck the shit to Florida
But niggas love to hustle, it’s aura
When you come up from the poor, you struggle and you short
You gon’ do it for mother, lost your brother to the force
So you in the only son to keep the loving in the core
Every day you ducking strays tryna run in to the store
And you can’t afford a bed, layin’ covers on the floor
And you momma’s stressing and her blood pressure getting lower
And your daughter want that brand new toy
But it’s hard to show her that you broke and can’t afford it
So you on the corner, niggas talking shit and the plug, he keep avoidin’ ya
So you wanna hustle and you tryna get your coin up
Out there on your own, but shit, Satan will corner ya
So you wanna own, tryna get your own up
Now I’m on my own, I’m just tryna get my own up
Had to come through, 54, bought the chrome up
Niggas tried to hate, had to bring back the chrome up
I’m on Funk Flex, ay yo fuck everybody that said, "fuck Flex"
I don’t care what niggas talk and how they wan’ talk
I’m on my thing and my niggas let them things bark
Listen, look, I been this way, I don’t care how the fuck I’m coming in this way
I’m with my nigga Ray, my nigga Uno and my nigga GP
Niggas come through, I got them bitches on the CD
They gon’ watch me like we on the DVD
I don’t give a fuck man, you see me on the TV
And I’m all up in the Champs, and I’m all up in Adidas
I got all the bad bitches, more stripes than a zebra
Niggas hatin’ on me, ’cause they see me and I’m gettin’-
Fuck around, see me magazine, up all up in the features
XXL ain’t want me on the cover, next year they came around
I fucked around and dubbed ’em
I don’t give a fuck, y’all nigga know how I be rocking
Forty fifth on the block, niggas milly rocking
Ciroc poppin’, shout out my nigga French
That French Vanilla is lit and the shit is intense
I had a bad bitches threesomes last night
It was mad riches, all my niggas savages
I come to the block, above the averages
I don’t give a fuck, my niggas [Intro]
Turn it up a little bit
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Tory Lanez got the block on whiplash
The cops on draw quick fast so my shit stashed
I keep a big fifth stashed in the whip dash
Trip, catch six in a second like quick flash
Bitch pass if you ain’t lettin’ the clique smash
I switch tags just so I could let my chicks brag
Niggas whole swag ain’t half my chicks bag
No jokes, those’ll get you smoked like quick drag
I click fast and blang your bitch ass
Brain from your chick in the whip that I just crashed
Sound wow like Tory puttin’ a thou down
Tryna make a bitch bow down in the chow chows
Don’t you know I sing songs with a mink on
And have chicks dripping like the sink in their string thong?

Kelly Clarkson – I Don’t Think About You (On The Late Night With Seth Meyers) (Live)

[Verse 1]
When you’re lost in the moment
You can’t see where you’re goin’
I didn’t know who I could trust
So I put all my faith in us
Oh, you tore me to pieces
Turned my strength into weakness
I didn’t want it all to fall apart
So I decided just to play the part
[Pre-Chorus]
But honestly, I’d do it all again
Puttin’ up with all the bullshit
It made me strong enough to do this
[Chorus]
It used to bother me, thought I could never leave
After all that I’ve been through, nothin’ left to prove
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
Weighing down on me
I lost my sanity
And now that we are through, nothin’ left to lose
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
[Verse 2]
I feel freedom where I stand now
And I feel proud of who I am now
Yeah, I learned a lot along the way
I love the woman that I became
[Pre-Chorus]
I was patient, but not anymore
It’s back in my hands
And you swore I’d never do it
But it’s your time to face the music
[Chorus]
It used to bother me, thought I could never leave
After all that I’ve been through, nothin’ left to prove
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
Weighing down on me
I lost my sanity
And now that we are through, nothin’ left to lose
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
[Bridge]
It was hard to hold on
Days and nights I thought I’d never make it at all
Couldn’t make it at all
Now I stand tall
Feeling like myself again, no worries at all
Breathe
No one can stop me from livin’ this moment for me
I found my heartbeat
After all that I’ve been through
No, I don’t think about you
[Chorus]
It used to bother me, thought I could never leave
After all that I’ve been through, nothin’ left to prove
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
Weighing down on me
I found my sanity
And now that we are through, nothin’ left to lose
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
[Outro]
I don’t think about you (no)
(No, no, no) No, no, no
(Not anymore) Not anymore
No, no, no, I don’t think about you

Kelly Clarkson – Didn’t I (On The Late Night With Seth Meyers) (Live)

When you’re lonely, just remember
I gave you everything
D-d-didn’t I? Didn’t I give you everything, baby? I gave you everything, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I? Beggin’ hold me ’til it’s over? Didn’t I, didn’t I? Didn’t I give you everything? [Bridge]
Oh, yeah (Baby)
Didn’t I, didn’t I? You got the best of me, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I
Hear you cryin’ on my shoulder? When you’re lonely, just remember
I gave you everything
D-d-didn’t I? You got the best of me, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I
Hear you cryin’ on my shoulder? Didn’t I give you everything? [Verse 2]
I’m over this tug of war
I’ve told you so many times before
Now I’m finally lettin’ go of the rope, yeah
Well this game is too ugly, boy
And these hands are tired from keepin’ you up
And my heart hurts from holdin’ out hope
[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t stay clean
With all the dirt you’re throwing at me
Then turn around and call me your queen
Too blind to see, the way it stings, or the pain it brings
[Chorus]
Didn’t I give you everything? [Chorus]
Didn’t I give you everything? When you’re lonely, just remember
I gave you everything
D-d-didn’t I? You got the best of me, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I
Hear you cryin’ on my shoulder? Didn’t I, didn’t I
Didn’t I give you everything? I gave you everything, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I? [Verse 1]
Remember, not long ago
You called me hysterical
I finally figured us out
My fire was hot enough
To burn on for the both of us
And your water keeps puttin’ us out
[Pre-Chorus]
And I should be steam
The way you love to rain over me
Then turn around and call me your queen
Too blind to see, the way it stings, the pain it brings
[Chorus]
Didn’t I give you everything? Didn’t I give you everything? Didn’t I, didn’t I
Didn’t I give you everything, baby? Beggin’ hold me ’til it’s over? Didn’t I give you everything, baby? (Baby)
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I? Didn’t I give you everything? [Outro]
Ooh
Didn’t I, didn’t I? Beggin’ hold me ’til it’s over? I gave you everything, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I?

Taylor Swift – Delicate

Isn’t it? Is it chill that you’re in my head? Is it too soon to do this yet? Isn’t it? Is it too soon to do this yet? Isn’t it? Isn’t it delicate? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that? But you can make me a drink
[Chorus]
Is it cool that I said all that? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? [Verse 2]
Third floor on the West Side, me and you
Handsome, you’re a mansion with a view
Do the girls back home touch you like I do? Isn’t it delicate? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it? [Bridge]
Sometimes I wonder when you sleep
Are you ever dreaming of me? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Long night, with your hands up in my hair
Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs
Stay here, honey, I don’t wanna share
‘Cause I like you
[Pre-Chorus]
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me…
Yeah, I want you
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Sometimes when I look into your eyes
I pretend you’re mine, all the damn time
‘Cause I like you
[Chorus]
Is it cool that I said all that? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it? Is it too soon to do this yet? Isn’t it? [Intro]
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me…
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
‘Cause I like you
Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you’re in my head? Isn’t it? (Yeah, I want you)
Is it cool that I said all that? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Is it too soon to do this yet? Isn’t it? But you can make me a drink
[Chorus]
Is it cool that I said all that? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Phone lights up my nightstand in the black
Come here, you can meet me in the back
Dark jeans and your Nikes, look at you
Oh damn, never seen that color blue
Just think of the fun things we could do
‘Cause I like you
[Pre-Chorus]
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me…
Yeah, I want you
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe? Is it chill that you’re in my head? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it delicate? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
(Yeah, I want you)
Is it cool that I said all that? But you can make me a drink
[Verse 1]
Dive bar on the East Side, where you at? Isn’t it? Is it chill that you’re in my head? Isn’t it? ‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that?

A-Trak & Falcons – Ride For Me (feat. Young Thug & 24hrs)

Oh, oh, oh, oh
A-Trak, woo! Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thugger, woo! [Intro: Young Thug]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo! Baby, woo, woo, uh
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
[?]
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
Big dawg shit off the rip
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
[Verse 2: 24hrs]
24hrs
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little… beast"
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
"Twenty, you been on my mind
A-Trak, you been on my mind
Thugger, you been on my mind"
Hello, pussy really call my line
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
Hello, you should really call my mind
[Chorus: 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line

Iggy Azalea – Savior (feat. Quavo)

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
‘Cause my heart beats for you only
I wonder if you even know me
Countin’ down every moment
That I wait for ya, I wait for ya
I wonder if you even notice
Lately, I’ve been feelin’ hopeless
Easy to lose focus, but I’ll wait for ya
[Chorus: Quavo]
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a real one to hold on to (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior, savior, yeah, to save me
[Bridge: Iggy Azalea]
Saving my love for you, saving my love for you (hey, saving it)
Saving it all for you, saving it all for you (all for you, uh)
Saving my love for you, saving my love for you (hey, saving it)
Saving it all for you, saving it all for you (uh)

[Chorus: Quavo & Iggy Azalea]
I’ve been looking for a savior (ah ay, na na na ay)
I’ve been looking for a savior (ah ay, na na na ay)
I’ve been looking for a real one to hold on to
I’ve been looking for a savior (ah ay, na na na ay)
Savior, yeah, to save me
[Outro: Iggy Azalea & Quavo]
Been around the world and I, I, I (hey, I’ve been looking for a)
Been around the world and I, I, I (hey, I’ve been looking for a)
Been around the world and I, I, I (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior, savior, yeah, save me [Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Been around the world and I, I, I, I can’t find my baby
Things gettin’ crazy, losin’ my patience
Why you keep me waitin’? Goin’ through the phases
Got me walkin’ out the house all done up
Just in case I see your face and you decide to run up
Yeah, I’m in a different place, I need someone to hold on to
I been sendin’ up a prayer hope the call gets through
[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
‘Cause my heart beats for you only
I wonder if you even know me
Countin’ down every moment
That I wait for ya, I wait for ya
I wonder if you even notice
Lately, I’ve been feelin’ hopeless
Easy to lose focus, but I’ll wait for ya
[Chorus: Quavo]
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a real one to hold on to (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior, savior, yeah, to save me
[Post-Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Quavo]
Ah ay, na na na ay
Ah ay, na na na ay (yeah)
Ah ay, na na na ay (I’ve been looking for a savior,)
Ah ay, na na na ay (savior, yeah, to save me)

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
I feel like God playin’ tricks on me, got a fix on me
Feel the weight of the world like I got a brick on me
Had a dance with the devil and he got a grip on me
I’m just tryna get to heaven, hope you got a ticket for me, uh
I’ve been sending up prayers I need feedback
Past full of sin can someone delete that
My path got muddy, I feel like my feet trapped
Can you give me the strength now to beat that?

Slim Jxmmi – Brxnks Truck lyrics

Ear Drummers
Jxm
[Chorus]
Bring out the Brinks truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)
[Verse 1]
You know these bitches checkin’ on me
In the DMs gettin’ naked for me (ayy)
I ain’t even took a dollar out my pocket
And the girls still shakin’ for me (shake, shake)
And I’m frosty like Tony (ayy)
In the club smokin’ weed with the owner (woah)
I can walk on water
Poppin’ Ace of Spades like Corona (ayy)
[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm)
[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ on shawty, I might go a round or two
Stackin’ up, I love how my money counter move (I love it)
N.W.A, nigga with attitude, I got a bag or two
And I dropped out of school (dropout)
I’m goin’ up, check my vertical (check it)
Fuck it, mane, I’m breakin’ every rule (every rule)
TMZ harassin’ me, I got a camera crew (woah)
I’m addicted to shoppin’, so everything brand new (everything brand new, yeah)
I’m friends with the jeweler, my diamonds like Shamu (my diamonds like Shamu, ayy, ooh)
She rubbin’ the head like she applyin’ shampoo (she rubbin’ the head, yeah)
Pretty face, she got a lil’ ass too (she got a lil’ ass, yeah)
Keep a few racks on me, I used to work in the factory
Niggas been hatin’, that sh*t never bothered me
I make they bitch come and swallow me
Nut on her back, then I tell her to follow me (woo)
Teacher said that I’m a mothaf*ckin’ prodigy (Jxm)
When I’m shoppin’, I don’t care what it’s costin’ me
Ten bands, really, that ain’t a lot to me (woo)
Turn up my swag to infinity (Jxm)
I leveled up on these niggas (leveled up)
Yeah, I leveled up (woo, woo)
I bezeled up on these niggas (bezeled up)
Yeah, I bezeled up (woo, woo)
I ain’t got time for no negative energy (no)
I’m on a winnin’ streak, I’m on a killin’ streak (we winnin’, my nigga)
The devil be doin’ the most, but he don’t ever get to me
[Chorus]
Bring out the Brinks truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)
[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm)

Lorde – Supercut (El-P Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Lorde]
In my
Supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of, supercut of, supercut of us
[Verse 1: Lorde]
In my head, I play a supercut of us
All the magic we gave off
All the love we had and lost
And in my head, the visions never stop
These ribbons wrap me up
But when I reach for you, there’s just a supercut
[Chorus: Lorde]
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
[Pre-Chorus: Lorde]
In your car, the radio up
In your car, the radio up
In your car, the supercut of us
We keep tryna talk about us
Slow motion, I’m watchin’ our love
In your car, the supercut of, supercut of
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
We is the villains, and there ain’t no chillin’
Get body bags and the toe tags, yeah
Scoundrels in housin’, we tore through your town
And we reload it and now we back, man
Forgiato rollin’ on a ’96 Impala
With a pretty thing, show me where I’m slayin’
I ain’t playin’ with you lames
700 horse in the Hellcat
Take ya bitch, where ya at? [Verse 3: El-P]
Dirty, all-black Jeep, 2018
With the clean rhyme rappers on deck, check
Came with the bad bars, bully with the big box
Trust we’re the runners on set
G-G-Give it up, you don’t got a bit of luck left
Nah, not even a itty bit of fresh (Good lord)
Fall on your sword for the crime abhorrent
That’s your reward for the mindless whorin’
[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
This for everybody that hated
Michael and Jamie, we made it
Everyday debt due, we paid it
My cadence is heinous
You keep tryna play us, and you gon’ be famous
And just like the top on my 7-5 drop
I’m just hittin’ a button and you gon’ be brainless
And that’s from the back of a ‘lac where I’m smokin’ the sack
Wit’ my girl, watchin’ seasons of Shameless
[Verse 5: El-P]
There’s no manual, Run the Jewels publish shit annual
Every minute I’m in it, I’m runnin’ a clinic
Wild animal, livin’ like a Fine Young Cannibal
Citizen of civics, admit it, the kid get it
Earth’s a hot block, [?] chop chop
[?] my heart just pop off
The hot rocks shooters will knock your whole op off
That’s why I don’t got tocks on the clock to rock soft
[Verse 6: Lorde]
So I fall into continents and cars
All the stages and the stars
I turn all of it to just a su-
[Chorus: Lorde]
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of, supercut of, super, super

A$AP Ferg – Kristi YamaGucci Lyrics

[Intro: NickNPattiWhack]
Aw lord baby, she got a flip phone
Damn baby, I been smokin’
Been chokin’ and its so potent baby, we high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg, baby
You a giant baby, you steppin’ on these niggas’ necks
Sometimes you gotta just ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And choke them even harder
‘Cause you’s a dawg, you’s fuckin’ champ, these are puppies baby
They can’t fuck with you baby, lord
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Racks on racks on racks, Dapper Dan all on my back
Double G all on my cap, monogram on a Maybach
Testin’ that pussy like Pap (smear), eatin’ that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on that cat (yeah), [Lil Pump?] she makin’ it clap
I’m ’bout to write Yammy a letter, tell ’em I’m doin’ way better
“Plain Jane” the song of the year, I’m busy just chasin’ the lettuce
I’ma Calvin Klein model on billboards, I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal and Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJs, then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sendin’ me all these free clothes, momma just put it on eBay
I run the shit like a relay, niggas gon’ have to press replay
Yammy say hi to my daddy for me and Jam Master Jay for TJ
[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Goddamn, nigga
When it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
‘Cause that shit just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I’ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
‘Cause you just all over the fuckin’ world with this shit, baby
Niggas cannot touch you
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Trench coat mob is a Go-Go Gadget
You don’t wanna see a pretty scene get drastic
Fuckin’ with the lords, no Frodo Baggins
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even though my name is Denzel, no actin’
Pap-pap, puttin’ everything inside a casket
Track that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch inside a prophylactic
When I’m rappin’, got no hard-on, double tappin’
From a city built on coke and pistol-packin’
See you flaggin’ and they packin’ what you lackin’
Take you out and then they act like nothin’ happen
Amnesia, got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin’ on reefer
I follow the light while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin’ my Visa, look
[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Nah baby, what kinda flip phone you got? Is that a Nextel baby, Chirp baby
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the fuck
Nigga, you gotta step it up
You need to get you a trap phone
You need to get one of these fuckin’ Motorolas
Niggas can’t even track us, baby
[Verse 3: IDK]
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin’ on my enemies, I ain’t even tyin’ up to punks
Imagine when I tie ’em up, yeah
I shake ’em, they gon’ need a crutch, yeah
And I ain’t talkin’ groupie bitches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I’m talkin’ niggas, I ain’t talkin’ nada
They ain’t talkin’ figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, gotta get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? you gon’ have to step up
Cruisin’ in a Wraith, see if they make a get-up
Pull up to the place, fucked her when we met up
Yeah, I’m gettin’ buzz, but I never let up
I ain’t seen a doctor, but I got my check up, check up, check up, check up, check up
I’m playin’ chess, you stuck on checkers
That’s why your gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, check up, check up
I got a check on my watch (wait)
I’m losin’ track of time ’cause I don’t hear tick or no tock (yeah)

Future – I.C.W.N.T. (Freestyle) Lyrics

[Intro]
Swerve, swrr, swrr, whrr
8…
Yuh, yuh, yuh
[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t shit, we fuck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
[Verse 1]
I can’t wife no thot, forty at my spot
Smashed her in my drop, got some crazy top
I done damn near wrecked, off that hoe neck
I got a little better flex, I damn near was obsessed
All that is is a bougie freak
Saddity bitch from Laguna Beach
Pussy good and her throat deep
Sucked so long, made her nose bleed
I ain’t savin’ no slutty, I hit her and her buddy
Bought the freak a little puppy but she ain’t nothin’ but my cuddy
I can’t wife no thot, suck my dick till she see snot, ha
Came from out the slums, fuck these thotties ’cause I’m hot
Hunnid round drum and I shot it on the spot
Codeine on her tongue ’cause I’m drinkin’ syrup alot
Did a donut out the lot soon as I turned out the parkin’ lot
I can’t wife no thot, no, I can’t wife no thot
I had bought some Cartiers ’cause that mouth there on lock
Gucci sock get Louis top, big chain made her pussy pop
Earrin’ got her lashin’ out, walkin’ round like a rental cop
Checkin’ bitches, they be on the ‘Gram
Check her phone, I think she tryna scam
I ain’t tryna save these hoes, no thank you, ma’am
I hit that nanny on green-green, swallow my cum, no ring-ring
Red Ferrari a mean ting, I got a mean ting
Came with her panties, I gave her some lean-lean
I gave her the clean-clean
She want that molly, I gave her a green bean
She took off her wing-wings
I put her inside of the Bentley thing
Fucked up her Maybelline
Maybe she think she more than what she is
Maybe she thinkin’ queen
Maybe she think Super gone save her
Maybe she fuckin’ ’round with the neighbors
[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t shit, we fuck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
[Outro]
8…

Puff Daddy – Swagga Like Puff Lyrics

(No one on the corner) Combs is in the building
I’ll take your bitch, I’ll crush your building
(No one on the corner…)
Fuck it I’ll give her children
Swag at a hundred, trillion, zillion
Bitch Brazilian, hair color chameleons
Skin tone vanilla, two scoops of chillin’
Ciroc Blue Ice
Anything you do, I do twice
What you do, I don’t do like you
(No one on the corner…)
No one on the planet, nobody more famous, lavish or more savage
(No one on the corner…)
Who the fuck you think matters
Number one Puff Daddy, ring leader of the Palace is…
Bad Boy…
Throw the Bs in the air and scream oh yeah…
Bad Boy…
[Hook: Cassie]
[Diddy:]
I like it when you say my name
This is not a remix hahaha
It’s just the truth
I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried
Hey yo, I ain’t finished with you mothaf******
Check this out…
[Verse 2: Diddy]
(No one on the corner…)
No one on the corner even close to my swag
I ain’t gonna buy a boat, I bought a store on Fifth Ave
(No one on the corner…)
No one on the corner raise hell like this
Go to war with a coast and get a star for that shit
And you can learn a lot by jacking, jacking my style, jacking, jacking my style
Y’all been jacking for a while
Fresh from Argentini, bitches in bikinis
Maserati like copra Asti Martini
(No one on the corner…)
Im the king of Zamunda, mirror mirror who is on my corner
My shades too dark to see you losers
(No one on the corner…)
No one on my corner by law I’m the ruler
Go back to your jeweler tell ’em make you more cooler
Am a rich dude, baby this is big dick rules
I make dating R&B chicks cool
And I ain’t got no cooth, I ain’t got no roof
All I got is my word, so my swag is the truth
[Hook: Cassie]
[Diddy:]
No one on the corner got swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger like Puff
Hey yo, attention all DJs
I know you may want to go to another record
But, haha
If I was you I would hold up for a minute
I got some more shit to talk
Nobody does it better mothaf*****
Check this out…
[Verse 3: Diddy]
(No one on the corner…)
Diddy mothaf***** am a bad boy billionaire
Hundred carat pinky in the air
In the betters bit in the corner
(No one on the corner…)
I just shift a little gear
Cops speed top free topless bitches everywhere
I could drop a hundred mill like it really ain’t nothing
I’m a Forbes top hundred
You a Forbes top nothing
I got houses in Miami
Mermaids up in them fishing tanks
Ive been spending hundreds since Ferrari square bodies in ’em
(No one on the corner…)
Everybody pay homage to that raisin in the sun
I’ve been raising little sons since 98, no wait 91
(No one on the corner…)
Im you ****** godfather
Mothaf****** why bother
When you flys I be on your clothes coming charter
On a G5 jerky looking like b five
Hotter than the sun, I be in Ibiza smoking weed
I’m higher than a mountain top
Baby put your mouth on top (come on) little lolli pop
Suck it till your hymen pops
(No one on the corner…)
****** wanna climb the charts, I’m already up there
Shit I did ten years ago is still up there
And I can’t stop, all these motherfucking number ones
I’mma retire at number one
Set fire to you number ones
Baby where I’m coming from is nine hundred ninety nine millis till I’m nine hundred ninety nine billi
Who can fuck with me? [Hook: Cassie]
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
[Diddy]
I like it when you say my name
This is a state of emergency
What y’all want me to do, I’m sorry hahaha
I’m back bitches
I ain’t letting you go nowhere
It’s like y’all ****** never knew this, check this out, c’mon
[Hook: Cassie]
[Diddy:]
Sing this song for me bitch
Hey yo P give me my gun
Yeah
These are just warning shots before I get started
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
Duck Down ******
Take that, ahhh
[Verse 1: Diddy]
(No one on the corner…)
Mr.

JayteKz – Deep Skies Lyrics

[Verse 2: JayteKz]
And dear family, I know it’s hard for you to listen, but this is how I feel, I hope that I can be forgiven
I feel imprisoned, I don’t know how to escape
Yeah, Imma victim of my own self-defeat and hate
I-I-I wish I wasn’t fucked up
I-I-I wish I could look up
I-I-I wish that I was lying to you
Wish I was sharing smiles instead of fucking crying to you
I’m sorry for it all, but this broken heart is raw
I ain’t got no where to turn to and I don’t know who to call
Got no choice but to crawl, I can’t stand up on my feet
Every time I fucking fall, man I no longer want to breathe
Feel my soul getting weak, and my heart’s getting heavy
I’m begging on my knees for the lord to come and get me
And when my time comes all I ask is don’t forget me
My purpose was fulfilled, I’m no longer feeling empty
[Chorus: JayteKz]
I can hardly feel now
Every single day I am going numb
I can only hope the end is near now
I don’t want to stay, I want to run
No one understands these tears I shed now, no one understands the hell I am in
Honestly, just wish that I was dead now
Can I bare this misery within? [Verse 1: JayteKz]
It ain’t no secret, I’m always vocal with the way I feel
I don’t wanna be alive, depression is gonna get me killed
Family says I need help but I don’t think they fucking get it
What I feel is carved inside my heart and it’s deeply embedded
I-I-I wish it was that simple, I wish this made me stronger, but instead It has left me crippled
It’s hard for me to smile and when I do It’s fabricated
I’m slowly breaking down and my happiness is barricaded
I fucking hate this shit, numb the pain by taking sips
Every time I’m sober I just want to slit my fucking wrists
Hoping I will bleed to death, chocking till I lose my breath
Father, please forgive me, but I can’t go on within my flesh
Death seems like the only route, only place where peace is found
Mom and Dad I love you, and I’m sorry If I let you down, but I can’t take no more
My heart is fucking torn, I wish this was a nightmare, wish I was never born
[Chorus: JayteKz]
I can hardly feel now
Every single day I am going numb
I can only hope the end is near now
I don’t want to stay, I want to run
No one understands these tears I shed now
No one understands the hell I am in
Honestly, just wish that I was dead now
Can I bare this misery within?

Echosmith – Over My Head Lyrics

[Intro]
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head, over my head, over my head
[Verse 1]
There’s always static on TV in this hotel room
Reminds me of all the things you think I don’t understand
It seems like you and me, we keep losing connection
Whenever you talk to me, it doesn’t make any sense
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Don’t know what you meant, it’s always over my head
Yeah, over my head
Yeah, it’s so
[Chorus]
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Is it too late, too far gone to fix this
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head
Over my head
[Verse 2]
You take the simplest thing and always complicate it
Talking in circles, got me dizzy like a merry go round
Shouldn’t be so hard to have a conversation it
I’m sick of fighting with your ego, I wish you would admit
[Pre-Chorus 2]
But I don’t understand, it’s always over my head
Yeah, over my head
Yeah, it’s so
[Chorus]
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Is it too late, too far gone to fix this
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head
Over my head
[Bridge]
So tell me, tell me
Tell me all the things that you are thinking, thinking
Tell me what it is that I am missing, missing
Don’t want this to slip right through our hands
Don’t want this to go
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Is it too late, too far gone to fix this
Over my head, over my head, over my head
[Chorus]
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Is it too late, too far gone to fix this
Over my head, over my head, over my head
Oh, over my head
Over my head
Oh, over my head

CHVRCHES – My Enemy Lyrics

[Verse 1: Matt Berninger]
I got no more time to hear what you think about me
Because all your words are so cold, so callous, so clean
In the moment you could be honest, you could wake up, up
But your jealousy is more blind than love
[Chorus: Lauren Mayberry]
And you could be my enemy
And you could be my judge
If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
And you could be my remedy
If you could show me love
If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up
[Verse 2: Matt Berninger]
I got no more time to hear who you think we should blame
Because all your words are so vile, so vicious, so vain
In the end, we did all the damage that you could want, want
But the emptiness will go on and on
[Chorus: Lauren Mayberry]
And you could be my enemy
And you could be my judge
If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
And you could be my remedy
If you could show me love
If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up
[Chorus: Matt Berninger & Lauren Mayberry]
And you could be my enemy
And you could be my judge
If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
And you could be my remedy
If you could show me love
If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up