Chance The Rapper – Wala Cam lyrics

[Intro: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
Big ol’ booty gotta jump, gotta juke me
Gotta plan, gotta duty
Gotta dance, gotta boogie
I’m a fan, gotta stan
Gotta cam, it’s a movie
Make my ‘gram look like Cannes, like in France
My momma, my mamma mia
Tell me what your momma feeds you
You getting that cornbread and choreo
Let me throw you on the story though
Trying to be like story mode
You belong on the war zone on
Wala, Wala
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
Nigga you can’t dance
My feet like my hands
Your feet like quicksand
Something I can’t stand
Something I just hate
I’m not on no date
Car don’t got no roof
Works, don’t got no brake
Girl don’t got no waist
Watch don’t got no face
Jet don’t got no plates
God don’t got no cape
Shoes don’t got no J’s
Don’t got no style, don’t got no taste
Bank don’t got no card, don’t got quickpay, don’t got no Chase
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
[Verse 3: Supa Bwe]
Watching DBZ
Shorty stuck to me
Like she lowkey USB
I just want some head, want some lowkey guillotine
Police watching me like I’m lowkey new TV
Like I’m serving twenty p’s
Like I lowkey used to be
Over the seas with my girl cause she over achieving
Don’t put nobody over her king
Love my life
Shorty ride my face like bike
I’ma beat it like Mike, not Ike
My spliff broke, sh*t! oh life
I might spent on you
All year, all night
I might some f*ck some ads up
Or f*ck your mans up
I might f*ck some bands up
Switch the plan up
Leave the country like right now
Shit, I might go flight
I might take off tonight
I might, I might, I might
Tonight I might
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
[Verse 4: Chance the Rapper]
You need name tag
She got the same ass
Same drawers, same car
Same bag, damn fraud
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Pop pop pop that cork
Pop it like July 4th
Shorty don’t move like yours
She get it from a store
You get it from the Stork
They don’t do this up North
They always end it [?]
[Chorus]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala

Chance The Rapper – Work Out Lyrics

[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Today I miss my workout, but it worked out
Now I’m missing work now, but it worked out
Had to buy a crib, ‘fore I bought my first house
Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
I love how she turned up, even if I’m burned out
I’ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
Send my love on they mama, I hope it work out
I hope it work out
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Luckily, my ex uh-guh-ly
I don’t eat, so she can’t get no lunch with me
I don’t reach, so she can’t get in touch with me
Can’t be buds with me
Don’t know what to be
She gon’ cuss at me
Told her “give it a rest,” so I keep custody
Keep it all side-eyes and side-hugs with me
I know that my girl’s trust is a luxury
I don’t want my next album sounding all Usher-y
But I must confess, I must confess
For every single ex, I want the best
I really wish you nothing but success
I know it’s gonna work out
[Bridge: Chance The Rapper]
Doesn’t it get dark, right before the sun peaks
And bears his face, and doesn’t it get so hard to breathe
But it’s gonna work out, it’s gonna work out
With nothing left to give, with nothing left to say
For no one says their wrongs, or sets the record straight
[Verse 2: Francis and the Lights & Chance The Rapper]
But it’s gonna work out, it’s gonna work out, it’s gonna work out
That sh*t must hurt now, but I’m with her now
Don’t need closure now, just keep the shirt now
Sorry you were led to believe (whew)
Bunch of different stories that was never to be
No you isn’t ugly I just said it to be
Funny we both know that you look better than me
Sorry I started runnin’ when you ran into me
I’m just tryna be the kinda man I’ma be
And I’m getting better gotta hand it to me
Seem to always workout when you hand it to G
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Today I miss my workout, but it worked out
Now I’m missing work now, but it worked out
Had to buy a crib, ‘fore I bought my first house
Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
I love how she turned up, even if I’m burned out
I’ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
Send my love on they mama, I hope it works out
I hope it works out
[Verse 3]
I believe in long distant love, God that’s above, bond that’s so strong can’t let y’all bald headed-
Y’all Interrupt
You all in a rush
We all gon’ meet up in the up, in the up-per room
If I run into em’, I’ll be ru-running to em’
We could re-run the show, we can re-bump into em’
Maybe we read the wrong one, we could re-jump the broom
If we read the wrong one, baby we jump the broom
I’m ready to be groomed
I’m ready to assume the position is filled
I was read’ since the womb
I was not made for this, this was made for me
And it’s gonna work out
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Today I miss my workout, but it worked out
Now I’m missing work now, but it worked out
Had to buy a crib, ‘fore I bought my first house
Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
I love how she turned up, even if I’m burned out
Ima have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
Send my love on they mama, I hope it works out
I hope it works out

Muse – Something Human lyrics

[Verse 1]
My circuits have blown
I know it’s self imposed
And all I have shared, and all I have loved
Is all I’ll ever own
But something has changed
I feel so alive
My life just blew up, I’d give it all up
I’ll depressurise
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh, ten thousand miles left on the road
Oh, oh, oh, five-hundred hours ’till I am home
[Chorus]
I need something human, human
Human, human
[Verse 2]
Let’s face all our fears
Come out of the shade
Let’s burn all the money, absolve all the lies
And wake up unscathed
The big picture’s gone
Replaced with visions of you
Now life can begin, I’ve cleansed all my sins
I’m about to break through
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh, five thousand miles left on the road
Oh, oh, oh, two-hundred hours till I am home
[Chorus]
I need something human, human
Human, human
[Bridge]
And I need the touch
And something human, human
[Pre-Chorus]
Less than a mile left on the road
I will be crawling though your door
I need something human, human
Human, human
[Outro]
And I need your love
And something human, human

88rising – Beam Lyrics

[Intro: Southside & Baka Not Nice]
Southside, Southside, Southside
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
My life off a beam
My life off a beam
I just spilled a drink all on my jeans
I-I just spend like 15 on these jeans
Popped the Bentley then I spread my wings
Fucked a bitch named Brittany, she so mean
My bitch so leaned out, she on her knees
I pour up a that dirty on lean
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Bought a Bentley coupe
I fuckin’ bought like two (hold up)
Sunset in my key
Your bitch on her knee
Your bitch gave me key
Your bitch know the key
Your bitch on that white
Your hoe oversea
Molly be her beam
Molly be her beam
Miley Cyrus girl, (hold up)
Why these hoes on lean (hold up)
Why that boy on lean, yeah
Why that boy so clean
Hoe don’t talk to me
Hoe don’t talk to me
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
My life off a beam
My life off a beam
I just spilled a drink all on my jeans
I-I just spend like 15 on these jeans
Popped the Bentley then I spread my wings
Fucked a bitch named Brittany, she so mean
My bitch so leaned out, she on her knees
I pour up a that dirty on lean
[Verse 2: Rich Brian & Playboi Carti]
My life off a beam
Out of frequency (frequencies)
I just fucked a bitch named Wendy, she’s so mean (she’s so mean)
I just fucked a bitch, yes siamese (siamese)
P-pull up, make a scene, I collect my fee, uh
When I make a move, light is all always green, uh
I just hit it once, she became a fiend
Gri-grindin’ all up on me, juices on my jeans (on my jeans)
Laser beamin’ galaxy
That bitch flat, B.O.B
I’m on Neptunes, Pusha T
We got Murda on the beat (what?)
Ayy, my life off a beam (off a beam) (yeah)
Two bitches siamese, uh (siamese) (pss, pss, yeah)
Beam out the galaxy (galaxy) (yeah)
Yoshi City, Yung Lean (Yung Lean) (what?)

Chance The Rapper – 65th & Ingleside Lyrics

My friends saying ‘Nah!’
That shit was played unless you were here playing the car
We hit the Shell station, I tell you stay in the car
Back in the spot, don’t put it in park
Leave that bitch running in case I come running
And skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, grab the gold scar
Better get late ‘fore it’s dark
Kensli couldn’t play in the park
Now she can play in the stars
High rise, eye to eye with firework
So high your ears fire, they might’ve burst
Every time they buy a verse, I buy a purse
But you can’t buy back time, it’s just not how it works
Three jobs, you afforded the crib
Fuck child support, you supported the kid
A full rack a month, nothing short of my rib
So you first up, go and order a dib
My big homie told me “Nigga growth and development
Go and settle down, don’t settle for settlement”
She got you closer to God than you two ever been
She moved over from Evanston, you moved over from Eggleston
First lady you knew you came there
Got shit sunny now you can’t share
New Dad step in you can’t stare
You know the power in a woman that could lead you in prayer
On 65th and Ingleside
Feel like you can remember every single lie
Truth is I just really need your finger size
So I can make sure they make the ring so tight
[Refrain]
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
So you know
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
Gonna be okay [Refrain]
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
So you know
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
Gonna be okay
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
So you know
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
Gonna be okay
[Verse 1]
I can spare a rib to get my baby back
I just wanna fall asleep with my baby, yeah
So I don’t wake up wonder where my baby at
I wonder if we’d make it back
I wonder can I pay her back, be her baby dad
65th and Ingleside
Way before Jamie got his jingles right
I was sleeping with you every single night
But I was still tryna act single right
65th and Ingleside
I was stacking chips like bingo night
I didn’t have to pay for a single light
So I’ma make sure everything go right
[Refrain]
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
So you know
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
Gonna be okay
[Verse 2]
Your sister owned the house we lived in
On the east side that you rented
Little two flat, inexpensive
I didn’t have a glove to pitch in
I didn’t have a pot to piss in
Not to mention Ingle city
Not a lot of jobs with pensions
All my raps was bout suspension
Then one day Donald took me on tour
Young broke Chano ain’t broke no more
Thought you wouldn’t want me come and knock on your doorstep
But I still haven’t given you what’s yours yet
65th and Ingleside
Moved downtown for a single life
None of my stars ever twinkled bright
‘Till God decide to come bring you by
[Refrain]
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
So you know
There’s a way, out of no way
Swear I know everything’s gonna be okay
Gonna be okay
[Verse 3]
Where’s the return on investment?

Chance The Rapper – I Might Need Security Lyrics

[Intro: Jamie Foxx & Chance The Rapper]
Fuck you, fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck fuck you (Yep, now now)
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck fuck you (Nah nah, no)
[Verse 1]
I ain’t no activist, I’m the protagonist
I don’t co-captain it, I fly solo like one cup in the cabinet
The cab is the cabinet, they trust me at landing it
They call me the advocate, they’ll slide like the abacus
Boy meets world, everybody been savages
I just want to really know how much a drill shooter averages
I’m not no nice guy I’m just a good guy
The bad guys should really stay on my good side
I smell my roses younger than the good die
The Illuminati couldn’t see me with they good eye
They think they Heath Ledger scary, they just Jack Nichols
I’m a sign to my city like the Bat-Signal
Young chosen one, golden boy, De La Hoya
It ain’t too many me’s, rest in peace to Verne Troyer
I was younger then I seemed as a kid
I mean my G17 18 in the head
I mean I’m only 25 but I’m Motown 25
Bet I get a statue in my hometown when I die
And Rahm you done I’m expectin’ resignation
An open investigation on all of these paid vacations for murderers
[Interlude]
Fuck you, oh o-o-oh
Fuck you, fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck you-ou-ou
Fu-fu-fu-fu fu, fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu
Fuck you, oh o-o-oh
Fuck you, fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck you, fuck you-ou-ou
Fu-fu-fu-fu fu, fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu
Fuck you, fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
[Verse 2]
I don’t get no paper I gotta sign at the bottom
Still in my bag like the fries at the bottom
And I can’t do nothing right, they gon’ always be at me
I missed a Crain’s interview, they tried leaking my addy
I donate to the schools next, they call me a deadbeat daddy
But Sun-Times gettin’ that Rauner business
I got a hit-list so long I don’t know how to finish
I bought the Chicagoist just to run you racist bitches out of business
Speaking of racist, fuck your microaggressions
I’ll make you fix your words like a typo suggestion
Pat me on the back too hard and Pat’ll ask for your job
And in unrelated news, someone’ll beat your ass at your job
I’m the real deal
Who taught all these rappers that a big deal’s not a big deal? Inherited the earth, popped them wheelies on a big wheel
My enemy lives in his mother’s basement
That’s why my videos don’t got no Baphomet product placement
I’m a real one
The honey is sweet, the apple’s bitter
They’ll try to convince you you stronger without your woman than when you with her
And tell you they kidding while Twitter trashing your litter
I know the devil’s a liar
I know that players is quitters, I heard you hire your hitters
I know the higher the bidder, that mean the less on return
So I just hire a sitter
I’m not no boss nigga, I’m a soldier
Kingdom builder, man somebody shoulda told ya
Fuck you
[Outro: Jamie Foxx]
Fuck you, fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you
Fu-u-u-u-u-uck, fuck fuck you

Billie Eilish – ​you should see me in a crown Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bite my tongue, bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait ’til the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes
[Chorus]
You should see me in a crown
I’m gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make ’em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make ’em bow
One by one by one
One by one by one
[Verse 2]
Count my cards, watch them fall
Blood on a marble wall
I like the way they all
Scream
Tell me which one is worse
Living or dying first
Sleeping inside a hearse
I don’t dream
You say
Come over baby
I think you’re pretty
I’m okay
I’m not your baby
If you think I’m pretty
[Chorus]
You should see me in a crown
I’m gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make ’em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make ’em bow
One by one by one
One by one by one
[Chorus]
Crown
I’m gonna run this nothing town
Watch me make ’em bow
One by one by one
One by one by
You should see me in a crown
Your silence is my favorite sound
Watch me make ’em bow
One by one by one
One by one by one

88rising – JAPAN 88 Lyrics

(where your man?)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)
[Verse 1: Verbal]
Tokyo that’s my town, listen now
What you doing, where’s ya man’s
See my gold, meet my people, see my phone
Got a line, from a girl, and it’s flavour
Where we going, Yakatory [?]
Lemon sour we devour, got my diamonds, got my furs
Gahman says, “let’s get lit, super lit, very, very lit”
Red red alert, paparazzi many trolls, following the way we roll
See my chain chain, it’s been cold
See my gang gang, see how deep we roll
Karaoke sang sang, till the early morn’
Don’t worry how I became a [?] chati
Now we talk about Ferraris (vroom)
And we make it look easy
P.K.C on his boys I know you see me, yah (see me)
And we me it look easy
Famous Dex, Keith Ape I know you see me
[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)
[Verse 2: Keith Ape]
In Japan, poppin’ xans, drink some [?]
Kill the shows and the cone and the grams
Baby girl, give me brain, heal my pain
I need dope, I need grams, I need M’s
I need more, I need grams, I need M’s
[Korean]? (where your man)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
You know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, baby you dig (Dexter)
Dexter (Dexter)
Ooh, huh, wait, what
Uh, yeah, what
[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? in Jakarta
Louis Vuitton, duffle bag
’03 Nigo on my wrist
’03 Nigo on my fist
Bape stars on my fist
Spent a ticket on my feet
[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter) (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? [Intro: Famous Dex]
You know what I’m sayin’
I just- that’s just how I like to do it, know what I’m sayin’ (Dexter)
My real name is Dexter, haha
I got a lot of more diamonds too
I just got new diamonds by the way
Uh, woah
Dexter, huh
Uh, yeah, uh what
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man?

The Internet – Wanna Be Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Early in the morning
Shes running through my mind again
Girl you got me wondering
If we should be more than friend
[Hook]
Do you wanna be
Do you wanna be
Do you wanna be
Don’t you wanna be my girl? (girl, girl , girl)
Girl, yea
[Verse 2]
Every single lyrics
She’s telling me about her day
My (?) getting creeping
I wonder if its fair to say
[Hook]
Does she wanna be
Does she wanna be
Does she wanna be
I think she wanna be my girl
Girl (girl)
Damn
[Bridge]
I don’t know
Pretty sure though
It’s like
I think she wants to be
Atleast I hope she does, shit
Girl, yea, ooh oooh
Ta-da ta-da
[Hook]
I think she wanna be
I think she wanna be
I think she wanna be
I think she wanna be my girl
Girl, yeaa
[Outro]
Girl (girl)
Girl (girl)
Girl (girl)

Halestorm – Do Not Disturb

Do not disturb! I’m on the very top floor, room 1334
There’s a kingsize bed, but we can do it on the floor
Turn your cellphone off, leave a sign out on the door
That says Do not disturb! I wonder what it will sound like when you come? Let’s see if it blends open even more fun? Do not disturb! Oh oh oh
Let’s take our clothes off
I wanna show you my hidden tattoo
That nobody ever gets to see but you, do
Oh, baby, let me tease ya, shake ya
Tie you up and break you
‘Cause I’ve been alone, left on my own for too long
Oh, oh, damn too long, too long, too long
I’m on the very top floor, room 1334
There’s a kingsize bed, but we can do it on the floor
Turn your cellphone off, leave a sign out on the door
That says Do not disturb! And if I were you, I’d bring your girlfriend, too
Two is better than one, three is better than two
Leave a sign out on the door, the whole night through
That says Do not disturb! And if I were you, I’d bring your girlfriend, too
Two is better than one, three is better than two
Leave a sign out on the door, the whole night through
That says Do not disturb! I think we should make out
In a few hours I am getting on a plane
There’s a pretty safe bet you’ll never see me again, yeah
I love your accent. Oh oh oh

OTR – Close feat Kai Straw

And every minute starts at nothing
Why I’m asking for your love? Just start again a make it
[Preview] [Electronic music]
Baby,
‘Cause every night starts with war?

OTR – Bliss feat Ashley Leone

[Electronic music]
I’ll play outlaw with you
On repeat, it feels new
Friends [?] just lay down
Pour down runaway
Like to keep it real low baby
This ain’t child’s play
You look just like something I could fall into
Keep it going all night, all day

[Preview]

OTR – Fame feat Tiger Darrow

You don’t need to play dumb, feel it in my bones
Going eighty tone while I carry stones
Fame as a greedy little mistress
You know you’re gonna miss this
[Instrumental break]
There is no I left here for me
It’s taking over our bed
‘Cause you’ve been talking in your sleep
and I am no longer in your head
You don’t need to play dumb, feel it in my bones
Going eighty tone while I carry stones
You don’t need to play dumb, feel it in my bones
Going eighty tone while I carry stones
You know you’re gonna miss this [Electronic music]

Say my name
Sometimes I think you forget it
You’re waiting for a spark to become flame
It’s gonna swallow you whole as you let it
Will you let it?

OTR – Giants feat Rawso

[Electronic music]

You’ve been chasing my love, but love never chased you
Late night since you breakthrough
I’m tryina wash away the feeling but you don’t have to [?] now
Just pull me in your pants girl
‘Cause [?] it’s only one love we can
Top it up
CHORUS:
Waitin’ on waitin’ on waitin’ on you
‘Cause we could go far
We could become giants, girl
Waitin’ on waitin’ on waitin’ on you
‘Cause we could go far
We could become giants, girl
[Instrumental break]
Waitin’ on waitin’ on love
‘Cause we could become giants
Waitin’ on waitin’ on love
‘Cause we could become giants
(x2)
Baby I met you when the moment she workin’
[?]
Than other worlds been looking for you
But you’re my one night, one show
I’ll pull your body real close
It’s all that I won’t doubt
So, we gon put the time in
You’ve been chasing my love, but love never chased you
Late night since you breakthrough
I’m tryina wash away the feeling but you don’t have to [?] now
Just pull me in your pants girl
‘Cause [?] it’s only one love we can
Top it up
CHORUS:
Waitin’ on waitin’ on waitin’ on you
‘Cause we could go far
We could become giants, girl
Waitin’ on waitin’ on waitin’ on you
‘Cause we could go far
We could become giants, girl
[Instrumental break]

Emma Sameth – Paperboy

I’d rather spend my nights on a singular bed
But in the end, everyone needs a friend
Devilish ways it’s just a flash of your beens
You got a fountain full of fortunate friends
But in the end, everyone needs a dime
Diving in deep, boy you’re down in divine
Money money by your side
Funny, some things you can’t buy
Love me with bills in your eyes
With bills in your ey-ey-eyes
CHORUS:
You’re wasting your time
But it doesn’t impress me
Burning your mileage in reckless behavior
I’ll give you credit for stretching your story
Boy you should know you’re just a paperboy
You’re playing favourites
and you swim with regrets
Living a lie and you lay with the dead
Making it rain, but I’m covered
Yeah, you’re bad
And I’m not asking you to pay but you care
Give me that sweet sugar, sweet candy shame
I’ll make it real, make you feel like the man
Money money by your side
Funny, some things you can’t buy
Love me with bills in your eyes
With bills in your ey-ey-eyes
CHORUS:
You’re wasting your time
But it doesn’t impress me
Burning your mileage in reckless behavior
I’ll give you credit for stretching your story
Boy you should know you’re just a paperboy