[Verse 1: The-Dream] What’s up with that rabbit? What’s up with that rabbit? She good well if she good well then [?] Took her straight to Paris [?] before the Soon as I pull it down, I swear they wanna get married Damn, damn, I swear these girls [?] damn Damn, damn, I swear my [?] First they start off bougie, they [?] Then she let me touch her, now we fucking [Verse 2: Trey Songz] She knows, I been waiting just to dick her down I told my partner Ne-yo hit me when she come around And Imma tear that body up Anytime she walk in, she tear the party up Time and time time again, any city any club She know what’s up, she know she dope Body like drugs, and I need another dose Baby putting on a show No matter how much she do I want some more She got class with that ass, when she hit the floor She knows, oh yeah that’s for sure [Pre-Chorus 1: Ne-Yo] She loves the attention That she get when she moves Showin’ out with her home girls And she got ...

If you need a ride, I can tell you're tryna find your way But you can't hide your desire to run off one way, now Take my hand, you're in good care Don't you worry, it's where you wanna be Together, you and me, I hope you're listening It's where the rhythm brings you to ecstasy Let's go I could show you Paradise, Follow me to Paradise You've got open up enough to receive this Paradise Let the music get you lifted to paradise You've got open up enough to believe That's Paradise! Yeah! No invite, no tickets for sophisticates and rebels No no, no When the sun stays up and the stars stay in the night No need to try, all you gotta do is close your eyes baby, Close your eyes pretty girl See your mind everywhere you go!

[Intro] Look, I feel blessed Way up I feel blessed, way up I feel blessed Straight up [Verse 1: Big Sean] I live the life I deserve, bless Fuck a vacay I feel better at work I mean whatever it’s worth I give whatever I’m worth For my niggas who gonna go to Hell and back for me I’mma give em Heaven on Earth for a hell of a check Yeah whichever come first Blessings on blessings on blessings Look at my life man thats lessons on lessons on lessons I treat the beat like its a reverend I tell the truth like father forgive me these are all my confessions Man this wasn’t luck it was destined I done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd, and Eddy Who flip like confetti and then when you back they back to call you dog That shit get get petty, bitch don’t give no dap to me nigga Funny thing about talkin’ behind my back Is that it just keep comin’ back to me nigga Was all for a sec now its back to me nigga You mad at me, this ain’t what I want ...

Lights of London, lights of Spain Lights of New York, lights of L.A Streets of laughter, streets of pain The morning crashes, still the night remains And when the music starts and the lights go down We will all be found No one's fighting anyone We're all dancing on the ground [Chorus] Come on and dance with me Come on and dance with me Feel the music like a lover's kiss Feel the rhythm like a warm embrace Come on and dance with me Come on and dance with me Come on and dance with me I'm wide awake It's 4 AM and the room won't stop My heart is pounding, how your body rocks My lips, they quiver on your skin Let's take this dance and just breathe you in And when the music starts and the lights go down We will all be found No one's fighting anyone We're all dancing on the ground

[Intro: Trey Songz & Kid Ink] She doin’ it wrong Egh! Trigga, Trigga It’s Kid Ink Mustard on the beat ho! [Verse 1: Trey Songz] In the club and this nigga looking at me kinda strange I got the woman he love sippin’ my champagne But she ain’t doin’ nothin’ wrong She just fuckin’ with a young, rich nigga Tell that boy stop acting like a bitch nigga [Hook: Trey Songz] You should get some money, why you bullshittin’? You should get some money, why you bullshittin’? My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin’? I’m about mine, is you ’bout yours? Girl I’m about mine, is you ’bout yours? [Verse 2: Kid Ink] You could bet that, check my stats From way way back nigga we’ve been doing this Same old clubs and the same bitches you just met Nigga I ain’t got time If the bezel ain’t diamonds, presi Obama Pool in the Bahamas, black ferragamo Need me some condoms, we fuckin’ up commas, honest Right now this rap shit is crackin’ fo...

[Intro] Lemme see it [Hook: R. Kelly & Kid Ink] Said, I don’t see no one else but you alone Said, I don’t see no one else Did you come over, dolo, dolo Tell me did you come over, dolo You ain’t gotta leave by yourself, ya hear [Verse 1: Kid Ink] Everything is a go doe I been lookin’ at you dance like a Go-go Girl, hold that for the photo Ain’t got drink in your cup, that’s a nono And I don’t see no one through the smoke Roll like I got no lungs But you the only thing that I notice, dolo Sayin’ you ain’t gotta leave solo Just go on throw it at me like Romo Sittin’ in the club, big sea full of fish And I’m giving you all my attention, said [Hook] [Verse 2: Kid Ink] You could bring your friends To meet my friends over in my section VIP every week, got a residence Now baby go on bring it back, I’m tryna reminisce You remind, you remind, you remind me Of something that I’m missing, don’t know what it is yet Send a full bag, gotta ...

  [Verse 1: Rihanna] I think I've had enough, I might get a little drunk I say what's on my mind, I might do a little time Cause all of my kindness, is taken for weakness [Hook: Rihanna] Now I'm FourFiveSeconds from wildin' And we got three more days 'til Friday I'm just tryna make it back home by Monday, mornin' I swear I wish somebody would tell me Ooh thats all I want [Kanye West] Woke up an optimist, sun was shining I'm positive Then I heard you was talkin' trash Hold me back I'm bout' to spaz [Hook] Now I'm FourFiveSeconds from wildin' And we got three more days 'til Friday I'm just tryna make it back home by Monday, mornin' I swear I wish somebody would tell me Ooh thats all I want [Bridge] And I know that you're up tonight Thinkin' how could I be so selfish But you called bout a thousand times wondering where I been Now I know that your up ...

[Hook] I’m with my crew them my loose screws And no we don’t pass no duce duce Got 4 O’s with bout two two At your nose and your to to Smoking on a big blunt of to to When you snooze thats when you loss What you do thats what you knew How you move just like food do [Verse 1:] I ride down and I hop out Got ambulance and them cops out And cus my mans bought the Glocks out Cus your mans want the top now I was smoking dope with the pro on my own With them racks in my pocket hold that I know Let a fuck nigga try me blow him I quote Can’t come through boy in ‘em adios Glock 18 come through wrestling like who do rhino Can’t trust no thot they be done stole all my clothes And I got my pole I like it slow watch I blow He can act like he bout it whole time I know I like Gucci I get coochie I got my .30 imma squeeze it at your tooty I got my toolie and my gooey and my lucy’s My niggas looney they like louis clips like movies I’m with my ...

[Verse 1] Donely float got in the way You are the feel, and knew it anyway Take a chance, it wasn't what you know Take my hand, and don't let go [Chorus] Oh, ooh ooh You can do it,  Don't break Yeah, you'll pull through it,  You're safe!  Yes, you can do it Don't break Yeah, you'll pull through it,  You're safe [Verse 2] Tell her on how you feel,  Give her every say she needs to hear Give your heart, and say come take it And she will see you're a good man [Chorus] Oh, ooh ooh You can do it,  Don't break Yeah, you'll pull through it,  You're safe!  Yes, you can do it Don't break Yeah, you'll pull through it,  You're safe

Hallelujah, Hallelujah I'm your sinner, gather 'round Hallelujah, Hallelujah All the sinners I have found A land where the will forever run free Come you sinners, just follow me Forget your troubles and just get happy You better chase all your cares away Sing Hallelujah, c'mon get happy Get ready for the Judgment Day! The sun is shinin', c'mon get happy The Lord is waiting to take your hand Shout Hallelujah, c'mon get happy We're goin' to the Promised Land! We're headin' 'cross the river Wash our sins away in the tide It's all so peaceful, on the other side

[Hook] x5 All I want is money Fame, respect, the cars, clothes, and hoes Champagne splash, let that man get cash All I want is money Fame, respect, the cars, clothes, and hoes [Verse 1] You Looking at the future in the flesh Cashing out five figure checks BET award sitting on my mama desk Chauffeured to a five star to rest Whats next? Me Under the influence, over the bullshit On top of my game, layed under a new bitch She giving me brain, and telling me new shit She here with a friend, I ain’t know she was cool with Since when were y’all friends, wish I woulda knew this I’m fucking with her, so I get on some new shit Act like I ain’t know her, the other girl clueless So shorty gets mad and then dips looking stupid Same day that I got head from the both of them shit how do I do it? I don’t understand why I should stay the same I don’t see how I could stay the same Nigga look around me, shit ain’t the same And neither how y’all tre...

[Verse 1] Love it when you call me baby When you lightin' up my phone Makes me want you like I'm crazy I'm running home, I'm running home Just to hear your heart beat You're so sweet like honeycomb Got to have you near me Cause you're the best I've ever known [Pre-Chorus] You make me get up, get up like this is my song I'ma get up, get up, yeah, yeah You got me humming, humming to the beat of the drum To the rhythm, rhythm, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Your loving takes me higher You set my heart on fire When you touch my body got me singing like Mariah There is no denying, your kisses keep me flying When you touch by body got me singing like Mariah Singing like Mariah

[Hook] Blaze it up and we'll be cruisin' With the top down Rev up the engine we'll be cruisin' Watch it go down Get in my trunk and I'll be ridin' With my top down With my top down My top down [Verse 1] From a small town Cruisin' thru the big city Where the fellas are cute And the girls are pretty It's our world so you know It's going down I ain't got a lotta money But I got a lotta style What what [Hook] [Chorus] Electric city Baby, you're mine tonight Electric city Don't you shine bright Electric city Baby, you light the way Electric city I think that I might stay

[Chorus] This is how we roll We stay in the street And get it all wee cause This is how we roll We gotta get out Can't stay in the house cause The party don't end Every weekend Turn up, baby, burn up Again and again This is how we roll We rollin', we rollin', we rollin' [Verse 1] Everybody in the party If you came here to party Better move your body Damn look at that body Everybody in here Put your hands in the air Wave 'em like you don't care Let me hear you say 'yeah' [Pre-Chorus] This place is jumpin' We keep it bumpin' The boys keep watchin' Wanna leave with something We makin' it clap Clap, clap, clap, clap We don't need hands for that That, that, that, that

[Intro] Eva, eva, eva (uh) Oh, eva, eva, eva (Fifth Harmony, baby) Oh, eva, eva, eva (Let's go) Oh, everlasting love (Another one) [Verse 1: Lauren] Always looking over my shoulder Cause I don't ever wanna miss you I been thinking about you daily Can't wait to see your face And I don't even know you But I know that I can't wait to kiss you Somehow I know when we finally lock eyes That you'll feel the same way [Pre-Chorus: Camila] You're gonna be all I needed You make me feel like a dream Whoever you are Baby, you are The one I'm waiting for

Camila: Boy you know that I want it I can tell you want me as your lady Can't deny that you're sexy So what's it goin' be Normani: Is you gon' get a job and make some of that green You tryna take me out, but you can't pay for me I guess I got the cash, I'll take one for the team Baby can't you see Lauren: Ohhhh ohhhh I won't ask you to go Fifth Harmony: But I can't be your suga mama Your suga mama baby I can't be your suga mama I said I said I can't be your suga mama Your suga mama Mmm mmm I can't be your suga mama Your suga mama baby I can't be your suga mama

[Intro] We we we we predicted this you hear me, we predicted this [Hook: Future] See how they at me, see how they at me Tryna catch me, tryna snatch me Fly fashion, say I’m fashion Higher fashion, I’m on acid I move like I’m on acid, grind I’m higher fashion I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic And I’m strapped with that plastic And I’m strapped with that plastic I love this music with a passion [Verse 1: Travi$ Scott] They see Margiela blunts, Louis Vuitton double cups Designer jersey get seamed up, if it tastes good Niggas rollin’ like rollers might roll up in dun dun dun Don’t think that I’ve had enough Cuz I been on the binge Scored a coke model thats a high fashion win Splurgin’ in the mall got me spendin’ all my ends Yeah, we made it to the hills now Coke costs a couple bills now Yeah tell me how it feels now Tired of motherfuckers who wanna be trill Yeah, down south it...

Remy Boyz, yeaahhhh 1738 I’m like “hey, what’s up, hello” Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll Married to the money, introduced her to my stove Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin’ for low She my trap queen, let her hit the bando We be countin’ up, watch how far them bands go We just set a goal, talkin’ matchin’ Lambos Got 50, 60 grand, 5 100 grams though Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go Everybody hating, we just call them fans though In love with the money, I ain’t never letting go [Hook x2:] And I get high with my baby I just left the mall, I’m getting fly with my baby, yeaaahhh And I can ride with my baby I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeeaahhh I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands I just might snatch up a ‘Rari and buy my boo a ‘Lamb I might just snatch her neck...

Sexy ladies I just want to throw cake on ‘em Couple pounds, break it down wake N bake on ‘em I don’t, I don’t taste on ‘em I just drop bass on ‘em Sexy ladies I just want to throw cake on ‘em Couple pounds, break it down wake N bake on ‘em I don’t, I don’t taste on ‘em I just drop bass on ‘em Sexy ladies I just want to throw cake on ‘em Couple pounds, break it down wake N bake on ‘em I don’t, I don’t taste on ‘em I just drop bass on ‘em Sexy ladies I just want to throw cake on ‘em Couple pounds, break it down wake N bake on ‘em I don’t, I don’t taste on ‘em I just drop bass on ‘em Sexy ladies I just want to throw cake on ‘em Couple pounds, break it down wake N bake on ‘em I don’t, I don’t taste on ‘em I just drop bass on ‘em Sexy ladies I just want to throw cake on ‘em Couple pounds, break it down wake N bake on ‘em I don’t, I don’t taste on ‘em I just drop bass on ‘em