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N.E.R.D & Future - 1000 (Lyrics)

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[Interlude: Pharrell Williams] Ah, ah (Hey hey hey!) Assembling a riot (Hey hey hey!) Chanting and circling the fires (Hey hey hey!) Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet (Hey hey hey!) Kinetic energy a thousand times higher [Verse 1: Pharrell Williams] Holy shit it’s working, we all got in Holy shit it’s working, now look at my friends Holy shit it’s working, it’s bitter to the taste Holy shit it’s working, we dancin' in place What goes up must come down What goes in must come out You surrounded, dawg, come on look around I was in, but no not now Holy shit it’s working, no more trail of tears Holy shit it’s working, the prophecy is here Holy shit it’s working, we’re wreckin' this bih Holy shit it’s working, one thousand percent [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] In the mirror, there’s a hero One, zero, zero, zero [Post-Chorus: Future] Hey hey hey! One thou' Git! One thou' Hunnid, 1000 Uh, 1000 [Verse 2: Future] My girl don’t wear shoes unless they cost over a thousand Br

Flo Rida ft. Maluma - Hola (Lyrics)

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[Intro: Maluma] Alright, to ride Maluma, baby [Chorus: Flo Rida] I just have to say Hola, hola-la We should get acquainted like Oh my, oh my God I don't speak your language, but Hey ma', hey mama Don't need no translation, just Come right here, and make your body say it, yeah yeah [Verse 1: Flo Rida] Hola-la-la-la-la Don't know what to say Like a lollipop Yeah, that's how you taste Sweeter than ones in the ice cream truck You a charm, yeah you give me good luck (Oh) Really no need to speak too much Oh-oh, for you make me say [Pre-Chorus: Flo Rida] Don't put your name right now But that need to change right now I saw you across the room And I just have to say [Chorus: Flo Rida] Hola, hola-la We should get acquainted like Oh my, oh my God I don't speak your language, but Hey ma', hey mama Don't need no translation, just Come right here, and make your body say it, yeah yeah

Lil Uzi Vert Feat. Nicki Minaj - The Way Life Goes Remix (Lyrics)

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  [Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Nicki Minaj] That's true, that's right (Uzi) She sippin' Moet, and yeah I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Now you beggin' this a doozy But beggars cannot be choosy Been the queen for eight summers Just tell them to call me Suzy This that Nicki, this that Uzi This Hennessy got me woozy Broke the Internet in 5411's and some Gucci The blue ribbons eatin' sushi It's that real good coochie This that wet as Chattahoochee Fuck all y'all like a hoochie Givin' them bars since the teens I ain't goin' back to juvie I am Nicki Yamaguchi 'Cause I skate with the ice I don't say

Pitbull & Stereotypes ft. Abraham Mateo & E-40 - Jungle (Lyrics)

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[Intro: Pitbull] Mr. Worldwide! Abraham Mateo, E-40, Stereotypes that's the show I want all the ladies out there Go ahead and uh, shake what your mama gave ya (One, two, three, oh) Talk to 'em like [Chorus: Abraham Mateo] Ooh, girl I want you to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake What your mama gave ya (uh huh) Come on ohh, sexy thang Don't be scared to act like an animal It's in your nature (uh huh) C'mon [Verse 1: Pitbull] You know I eat it from the roota to the toota Let me do ya, let me school ya He may be smooth but I'm smootha I'm slick Pit ruler, let a slip dick through ya Hit the Virgin Mary from the back And had her screaming ha "Hallelujah" The devil's hot but I'm hotter Yeah these boys rap, but they say, a whole lotta nada Me I'm building schools, from Miami to Nevada Now baby bend over and show me that got it Off in the Exumas, actin' a fool Where the water so clear, bitch look like a pool Whoody who, whoody what,

Bad Bunny Ft. Nicki Minaj , Farruko & 21 Savage - Krippy Kush (Final Remix) (Lyrics)

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[Intro: Nicki Minaj & Rvssian] Hola Me llamo Onika Wrist FRIO Pelo rosa Culo gordo (El Rvssian) [Coro: Bad Bunny] Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy To'a las putas quieren kush... (jajaja, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verso 1: Nicki Minaj] Make some room, hoe, keep a hundred feet away Fifty trucks, when I pull up we a fleet away You ain’t on my throne, ain’t even a seat away But thanks to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way I got the krippy, I ain't talking 'bout the gangs, though Had all these bitches rocking pink hair and bangs, though Now I got 'em rocking inches now But I

Era Istrefi ft. French Montana - No I Love Yous (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: French Montana] Nah, nah, don't do it Ba-baby, nah, nah, don't do it (I know) Nah, nah, don't do it You know what it is when you hear that haa [Verse 2: Era Istrefi] Pull up, we can do it all night Do it at a stoplight Red light, switch up Before you do what I let you [?] know I got it All I do is driving No, there ain't no stopping [Chorus: Era Istrefi] Find a love, don't do it Nah, nah, I don't do it Nah, nah, I don't do it Don't do it Keep your head [?] Do it just how I like Nah, nah, I don't push him Nah, nah, I don't push him Yeah, do it just how I like On front, on front, on front But no I love yous [Post-Chorus: Era Istrefi & French Montana] Don't want no love We can do it all night We can do this all the time But no I love yous Don't want no love You can do it all night We can do this all the time But no I love yous Pull up, pull up, we gon' make damn money Pull up, pull up, we gon' make damn money

Action Bronson - Bonzai (Lyrics)

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  [Intro] My life, my life Yeah [Verse] It's been a minute but your boy back with it Time to enjoy my chicken (Uh) Motherfucker, this is big business My product bangin' like a baked biscuit (Yeah) Daddy back with his long white Cadillac Now it's time to take a nappy-nap (Yup) I'm so chill, it's like I'm in a circle playing hacky-sack Embroidered dragon on the satin jacket, bastard I'm always eatin' dinner Still got the body of a swimmer and I don't like winter no more You can catch me where the grass is greener Blastin' Aaliyah (Uh) Sleep with amethysts around the bed Quartz go around my head like a force field Open portals to the stars and it's all real (Yeah, and it's all real, yeah) Open portals to the stars and it's all real Now I'm layin' in the bed naked My chick said I look like Kevin Bacon (For real) I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not but I'll take it Three dice in my hand, I might as well sha

Action Bronson - Let It Rain (Lyrics)

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  [Intro] Uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, now I'm ready, uh [Verse 1] Your pockets' slim pickings Lay 'em out like grilled chicken It's been an hour but that blunt still hittin' like a champion Eatin' scampi with Batali, 50 feet from the Pantheon And that's my life, 60k for the glass pipe I'll break it on your head if you don't act right There'll be bagpipes playin' like a cop died While I wiggle 850s wearing foxhide I pray to Jobu that we all get money and live life sunny with a gold pool But the fact is, I stand alone like cactus Hide money under tempurpedic mattresses, shit You don't know the half of this (you bitch) nah (you bitch) I serve the Jersey Shore Line with furs on (Uh) It's my world, get my swerve on (Oh) Install the turbo on the Cherokee for certain It's like my life directed by Tim Burton And daddy twisted off the henara And I'm always on the center stage Reminisce on better days in a hammock, reading Hemingway Tryi

Action Bronson - Wolfpack (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Action Bronson, Action's mother] Just tell me how high you are I don't know, what are you giving me? Just tell– just tell everyone how high you are No, I can't talk, I'm not telling anyone I'm not telling anyone Can you please– Are you recording me? No I'm not, can you just– You are lying Can you please tell them? I–I can't describe it, I am so high That's it, it's like I'm tripping [Intro] Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah (Wolfpack) [Verse 1] Puerto Rican Air Force One's at the wedding (Uh) I'm only speaking truth Uh, I might open up for Bruce (I might) My own horn I don't really mean to toot Sign big deals with yarmulkes on and suede gloves It's safe to say your boy done came up Too much lobster on the plane, the plane won't stay up (Uh) Bitch, I'm butt naked, laid up Yo, what the fuck? (Wolfpack)

Action Bronson - The Choreographer (Lyrics)

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  [Produced by Daringer] [Intro] Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Get 'em! [Chorus] I'm the man right now I got the plan right now Fuck that, I got the world in my hand right now I should be somewhere sunny, gettin' tanned right now Uh, but I'ma show you how to move I'ma show you how to dance Got the pistol in my pants I got the pistol in my pants I'ma show you how to dance, uh [Verse 1] The full moon make me loco Like I sniffed a whole baseline of coco Man, I took the speedboat for a joy ride At one point I was flyin' baby, no lie What'd I do to have a life like this? Ass so fat on my wife like, shit! And your boy got a stomach like Buddha Chandelier hanging from the ceilin' of the cougar, ah 50K in a swimtrunk in a brown paper bag like a kid's lunch Thug passion in a sippy cup A 100 dollars worth of haze in a blunt, bitch

Action Bronson - My Right Lung (Lyrics)

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  [Intro] Yeah, uh, yeah [Chorus] I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time, uh [Verse 1] Seasons change weekly Life in the big leagues I can tell it's summer by the fig trees Wiggle German Jeeps with kiss on 'em Drop her top, she got a nice set of tits on her Hardcore, got me feelin' like a fish outta water Cruising U.S.A., I use six quarters I got next [Interlude] Uh, ah man, ah man, uh [Chorus] I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a fucking ball just one time I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a basketball one time I'd give my right lung if I could dunk a ba– Yo, fuck that shit, man

Action Bronson - La Luna (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Action Bronson & Unknown person/Answering machine] Yo, yo, I need a car. I have to go to the garden. I'm gonna be late. I need one right now. Can we please call La Luna? Alright (Phone ringing) Hello. You've reached La Luna Luxury Car Unlimited Services. If you need a ride to the airport call 1-800 [?] airport. Please hold Yo, what beat is that, huh? Oh, that is funky, what is that? Yo, what beat is that? It's from the phone Could rhyme on this. Oh, hell yeah, haha, yeah [Verse 1] Came out the pussy wearing Timbs Oh, my lord, it's him Time to put the toys back in the bin 'Cause I'm sick of this shit Motherfucker sweeter than a licorice stick And it's rubbing me the wrong way to say the least I'ma save my peace And I'ma breeze in the caprice with the gold seats Bumpin' Boosie on a slow creep On Collins Ave looking stoned, man, you know me Asian shooter with the blonde hair Street Fighter character Fuck around and suplex 'em

Action Bronson - Chop Chop Chop (Lyrics)

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  [Intro] Shh, it's okay, it's okay It's okay, it's okay, mmm… Damn, you taste good Damn you, motherfucker, mmm… (coughing) [Intro] Uh, yeah, ah (inhaling and exhaling smoke) It's me, uh [Hook] The wheels on the Range go chop, chop, chop Chop, chop, chop Chop, chop, chop Said the wheels on the Range go chop, chop, chop All up and down the block, block, block The wheels on the Range go chop, chop, chop Chop, chop, chop Chop, chop, chop Said the wheels on the Range go chop, chop, chop All up and down the block, block, block

Action Bronson feat. Big Body Bes - TANK (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Action Bronson] Body needs a bat and a black leather to record Here, take it, get ready [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, this is it, ah The eighteen-wheeler papi, we'll drive it through your living room While you watchin' Maury, true story Uh, jump in the pool with the tool on me, shredded 240 Who gon' stop me? You and whose army? Bronson come with the ninja grip Wheelin' red ninjas down the strip Phillies to my lip High as Dark Knight, fuck it, let the card swipe I'll take that yellow Lamborghini on the far right As if I fit it 100k for me to spit it I'm bout' to take a shitted on your fitted with no good luck Just tragedy and hardship Another loser on the corner doing card tricks (Ah) I'm on the plane to Russia with a hard dick and a tank top from Target Why this blunt taste like Starburst? And why your girl cheating on you with a player from the San Diego Chargers? Motherfucker, somehow we got Jeeps in jail T

Action Bronson Ft. Rick Ross - 9-24-7000 (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Action Bronson] Shit, sweep you off your feet Like Ryu in the corner Shit, man, haha Smooth, man I'm a fuckin' smooth mover, uh [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Yo, if I didn't say it's me, you would probably think it's Sting My fish go bling, what, this old thing? I never switch up, my brother need a biscuit Then I'm gripped up, hangin' off my shoulder, fuck the bullshit November rain came the same day My daughter taught me how to do the Nae Nae to Calle 13 Only compare me to Kevin Spacey Or Rubén Blades, the blunt fat like two Kamalas Do a world tour and scoop some dollars Come home and hit the pool hall I'm fishbowlin' new Impalas Two Russian twins suck while I drive fast It's me, man [Verse 2: Action Bronson] I'm the one that takes the wolf head, wears it on my own head Wisdom from the old heads, you ain't gettin' no head You ain't gettin' no bread, you ain't gettin' no shows You ain't gettin' no d

DJ Kay Slay feat. Kendrick Lamar, Mac Miller, Kevin Gates - Cold Summer (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Mac Miller] In here with the legendary DJ Kay Slay [Chorus (Partial): Rell] Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust All my gangstas understand [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Fuckin' up the premises, I been a dick Ain't beneficial, I'm 'bout to issue your nemesis Evacuate the buildin' when I come through Evaluate your feelin's when I come through Tire marks and gun smoke stories OGs reminisce and show glory She said, "Nigga I'm hopin' you make your way out Before I make this Mac-11 do it for me" I know responsibility weighin' down on my shoulders Summertime always the coldest Niggas do you dirty like the projects Twenty-five? Then you are the oldest This is the feelin' you get when you ride Till the wheels fall off and there's no mo' drive I see the fear when I look in your eyes Should execute or x out and expire

Taylor Swift - Look What You Made Me Do (Lyrics)

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    [Verse 1] I don't like your little games Don't like your tilted stage The role you made me play Of the fool, no, I don't like you I don't like your perfect crime How you laugh when you lie You said the gun was mine Isn't cool, no, I don't like you (oh!) [Pre-Chorus] But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time I've got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined I check it once, then I check it twice, oh! [Chorus] Ooh, look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you just made me do Look what you just made me Ooh, look what you made me do Look what you made me do Look what you just made me do Look what you just made me do [Verse 2] I don't like your kingdom keys They once belonged to me You ask me for a place to sleep Locked me out and threw a feast (what?) The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma A

Action Bronson ft. Meyhem Lauren & Jah Tiger - Hot Pepper (Lyrics)

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[Dialogue: Action Bronson, Meyhem Lauren, Jah Tiger and local man] A: I'm hungry, man L: Hey, it's the DJ A: This is the DJ? L: Yeah J: [?] vibrate, Haile Selassie, y'know … this is 2011, Caribbean magazine, maybe you know him A: Aaah, that's the guy J: Yes M: We wanna hear you live, talk– let's hear somethin' J: Come on, come on, come on [Intro: Action Bronson] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Bridge: Action Bronson] I'm steppin' in hotter this year I'm steppin' in hotter this year I'm steppin' in hotter this year I'm steppin' in hotter this year [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Yeah, it's me Yo, these queers tryna rock me to sleep (Never) But the show got a lot Around five blocks, read it and weep (Bitch) Shit, I'm unexplained like a lot of things (What?) If I see it and I want it, I'ma get it baby, ba-da-bing (Bing) No doors on my jeep (Nope) That's the case, I had to jump out And Stacey dash on police (Yo, I'm out!

Miley Cyrus - Younger Now (Lyrics)

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  [Verse 1] Feels like I just woke up Like all this time I've been asleep Even though it's not who I am I'm not afraid of who I used to be [Chorus] No one stays the same (oh, oh) You know what goes up must come down (oh, oh) Change is a thing you can count on (oh, oh) I feel so much younger now (oh, oh) [Verse 2] Feels like I've been living in a dream But never make it to the end My eyes open when they feel the light It's always right before I'm about to scream [Chorus] No one stays the same (oh, oh) You know what goes up must come down (oh, oh) Change is a thing you can count on (oh, oh) I feel so much younger now (oh, oh)

Jessie J - Real Deal (Lyrics)

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  [Intro] Hey, woo! [Verse 1] Flyin' (fly up) You and your heart woke up So you choked on the silence (woke up) It's been a hot minute Damn you hold me just how I like it (just woke up) Touchin' you again on the other side of it I never thought that I would see you again Never thought that I would see you again (but hold up) [Pre-Chorus] You can't deny the energy That we got goin' on I know you feel the chemistry This shit feels so strong Cloud 9, I'm feelin' heavenly This vibe we fell upon You touchin' every part of me This shit feels so strong [Chorus] This could be the real deal (oh, yeah) This could be the real deal (oh, yeah) I don't wanna waste it, take the risk and make it (oh, yeah) Ain't no need for fakin', love is for the takin' (we special) This could be the real deal (oh, yeah) This could be the real deal (oh, yeah)

Chris Brown - Questions (Lyrics)

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[Intro] How you deal with? [Verse 1] From the moment you was dancing in the party, pushing all on me Giving everything, you're giving everything tonight And if you thought you could get away from me and get away from me Girl, just take your time (time, time), you're coming home with me tonight [Chorus] Girl, I got a question for ya Can I get an answer? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Girl, I got a question for ya Can I get an answer? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] She only love me 'cause I'm dangerous (dangerous, oh yeah) That pum pum something like angel dust (angel dust, some') Girl, let me hold ya, put mi ting all around ya Make me feel like I own ya, kill the poon like a warrior, get that pum like

A$AP Mob ft. A$AP Nast, A$AP Ant, A$AP Twelvyy, A$AP Ferg & A$AP Rocky - Feels So Good (Lyrics)

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[Chorus: A$AP Nast] Yeah, I can't relate To none of you rappers are actors, I swear, that these niggas be fake Fuck out my face Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Diamonds on bling (bling blaow-blaow) We smoked out my bitch so bad, I had to go buy her a mink Fuck, what you think 'Cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring [Verse 1: A$AP Ant] My diamond's shining, yours cloudy Diamond's ice, play hockey Lean got me feeling drowsy Stripper bitch, she work at Follies Meet me at the hotel lobby Air Max, running to the money You ain't takin' nothin' from me And I'm gon' die bout it [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] (Focus) from demons, distractions, to all the reactions of fame She probably collapsing her heart over taxes I'm blowing a kiss on the way Production big, can't fit on a stage Too many fans to fit in the crowd Too many bands to get them on stage Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage I

Desiigner - Arms (Lyrics)

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    [Chorus] Arms, arms Arms, arms Arms, arms Arms, arms I got what you want, yeah 40 in my arm, yeah And they sound like bombs, yeah And they going dumb, yeah Arms, arms Arms, arms Arms, arms Arms, arms I got what you want, yeah 40 in my arm, yeah And they going dumb, yeah And they sound like bombs, yeah Bombs, bombs Bombs, bombs Bombs, bombs Bombs, bombs I got what you want, yeah 40 in my arm, yeah And I'm going dumb, yeah With this firearm, yeah [Verse 1] I like Mario Kart , yeah She like Mario Kart, yeah Poppin' xannies, fuck, yeah I got xannies right here I got xannies right here Keep them panties right here

DJ Khaled ft. Bryson Tiller & Rihanna - Wild Thoughts (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: DJ Khaled] Another one We The Best music DJ Khaled [Verse 1: Rihanna] I don't know if you could take it Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked I wanna be your baby, baby, baby Spinning and it's wet just like it came from Maytag White girl wasted on that brown liquor When I get like this I can't be around you I'm too lit to dim down a notch 'Cause I could name some thangs that I'm gon' do [Chorus: Rihanna] Wild, wild, wild Wild, wild, wild thoughts Wild, wild, wild When I'm with you, all I get is wild thoughts Wild, wild, wild When I'm with you, all I get is wild thoughts [Interlude: DJ Khaled] Let's go! [Verse 2: Rihanna] I hope you know I'm for the takin' You know this cookie is for the baking (ugh) Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some rest 'Cause you done beat it like the '68 Jets Diamonds ain't nothing when I'm rockin' with ya Diamonds ain't nothing when I'm shinin' with ya Jus

Desiigner ft. CashMoneyAP & 16yrold - Malibu (Lyrics)

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[Pre-Chorus] Jacuzzi, Mike Will Made It Lafleur, word Don't be shy when them cameras come out Fuck around make a story [Chorus] Hair, hair like Pocahontas, dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ Shake that ass for papi, pop it like nobody’s watchin’ Party at my crib until the neighbors stop it For now, we dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ Hair like Pocahontas, dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ Shake that ass for papi, pop it like nobody’s watchin’ Party at my crib until the neighbors stop it For now, we dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ [Verse 1] I’m a dog off the leash; I bring sand to the beach I bite off more than I can chew, cause all my niggas gotta eat Lil mama got a G-string on with a booty so big Put a song she gon turn into a stripper If your girl tryna smoke, I got something she can roll Not me, I just need a little liquor, oh Baby I’m gone for the summer, oh I might just pull up in the Hummer, yo You know Jacuzzi been the underdog And I still keep my money in my box of jars M

Jazz Cartier - Nobody’s Watching (Lyrics)

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  [Pre-Chorus] Jacuzzi, Mike Will Made It Lafleur, word Don't be shy when them cameras come out Fuck around make a story [Chorus] Hair, hair like Pocahontas, dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ Shake that ass for papi, pop it like nobody’s watchin’ Party at my crib until the neighbors stop it For now, we dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ Hair like Pocahontas, dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ Shake that ass for papi, pop it like nobody’s watchin’ Party at my crib until the neighbors stop it For now, we dancin’ like nobody’s watchin’ [Verse 1] I’m a dog off the leash; I bring sand to the beach I bite off more than I can chew, cause all my niggas gotta eat Lil mama got a G-string on with a booty so big Put a song she gon turn into a stripper If your girl tryna smoke, I got something she can roll Not me, I just need a little liquor, oh Baby I’m gone for the summer, oh I might just pull up in the Hummer, yo You know Jacuzzi been the underdog And I still keep my money in my box of jars My bit

Tay-K - The Race (Lyrics)

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  [Intro] I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action You want action, you get turned into past tense Your boys deep? Well, let's get to subtractin' Smith & Wesson made my .9 with sub-compaction [Chorus] Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (skrt, skrt) Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase Pop a nigga then I go out my way (skrrrt) Do the dash then I go out the way Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case But I ain't beat that case, bitch I did the race (skrt, skrt) Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face Eli blast crackin' 4s like a vase Pop a nigga then I go out my way (skrrrt) Do the dash then I go out the way Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace We tryna see a hunnit bands in our face

Justin Bieber & Bloodpop - Friends (Lyrics)

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[Intro] BloodPop® [Verse 1] I was wonderin' 'bout your mama Did she get that job she wanted? Sell that car that gave her problems? I'm just curious 'bout her, honest (ooh-ooh) [Pre-Chorus] Know you're wonderin' why I been callin' Like I got ulterior motives I know we didn't end this so good But you know we had something so good So I'm wonderin' [Chorus] Can we still be friends? (ah-ah) Can we still be friends? (ah-ah) Doesn't have to end (ah-ah) And if it ends, can we be friends? Can we be friends? Can we be friends? [Verse 2] Wonderin' if you've got a body To hold you tighter since I left (since I left) Wonderin' if you think about me (ooh-ooh) Actually, don't answer that (uh-huh) [Pre-Chorus] Know you're wonderin' why I been callin' Like I got ulterior motives I know we didn't end this so good But you know we had something so good So I'm wonderin'

Future ft. Nicki Minaj - You Da Baddest (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Nicki Minaj] Ten thousand miles up in the sky We never land 'cause we stay fly I'ma be your bitch for life If they try you, they gotta die Baby, put one in the sky What we got, they can't deny Put your diamonds in the light And let 'em see you shine bright [Chorus: Future] Fuck them hoes Hold up, wait one minute Hold up, wait one minute Hold up, wait one minute Yo, hold up, wait one more You know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, it's fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes [Verse 1: Future] Percocets and molly make you touch your toe I keep the conversation open for my hoe Snapchat that pussy, don't you take too long Trampoline, titties, girl, they bouncin', yeah All these diamonds on me, how could I tell you no? You got one leg in the air, tap it like you broke Sweating out your weave, girl, fuck that hoe Girl, you ain't gotta leave, we gon' fuck this hoe Percoce

Marshmello ft. Khalid - Silence (Lyrics)

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  [Verse 1] Yeah, I'd rather be a lover than a fighter 'Cause all my life, I've been fighting Never felt a feeling of comfort All this time, I've been hiding And I never had someone to call my own, oh nah I'm so used to sharing Love only left me alone But I'm at one with the silence [Chorus] I found peace in your violence Can't tell me there's no point in trying I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long I found peace in your violence Can't tell me there's no point in trying I'm at one, and I've been silent for too long [Drop] I've been quiet for too long I've been quiet for too long I found peace in your violence Can't tell me there's no point in trying I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long

Fifth Harmony - Angel (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Normani & Lauren] Who said I was an angel? Who said I was an angel? Oh yeah [Verse 1: Normani] We was just a moment, nothing serious Never really paid you no mind Dropped the back side, you're paying attention Shakin’ all that, ah Should've never not kept your word Woulda had a reason to keep mine You was too inconsistent Shakin' all that, ah [Pre-Chorus: Lauren] Should’ve never crossed that line with ya Everything was cool, just drinkin' with ya Way too young to be up in cuffs Wasn't tryna spend my life on the phone with ya Gotta keep it on one hundred with ya The original me wouldn't fuck with ya And I was beginning to fuck with ya

Kesha - Rainbow (Lyrics)

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  [Verse 1] I used to live in the darkness Dress in black, act so heartless But now I see that colors are everything Got kaleidoscopes in my hairdo Got back the stars in my eyes, too Yeah, now I see the magic inside of me [Pre-Chorus 1] Yeah, maybe my head's fucked up But I'm falling right back in love with being alive Dreaming in light, light, lights This kitty cat lost her mind Been lookin' for a star-sent sign that I'll be alright Look to the skies [Chorus 1] I’ve found a rainbow, rainbow, baby Trust me, I know, life is scary But just put those colors on, girl Come and play along with me tonight [Verse 2] I'd forgot how to daydream So consumed with the wrong things But in the dark, I realized this life is short And deep down, I'm still a child Playful eyes, wide and wild I can't lose hope, what's left of my heart's still made of gold

P!nk - What About Us (Lyrics)

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    [Intro] La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da Da-da-da [Verse 1] We are searchlights, we can see in the dark We are rockets, pointed up at the stars We are billions of beautiful hearts And you sold us down the river too far [Chorus] What about us? What about all the times you said you had the answers? What about us? What about all the broken happy ever afters? What about us? What about all the plans that ended in disaster? What about love? What about trust? What about us? [Verse 2] We are problems that want to be solved We are children that need to be loved We were willin', we came when you called But man, you fooled us, enough is enough, oh

A$AP Ferg ft. Migos - Nasty (Who Dat) (Lyrics)

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[Chorus: A$AP Ferg] Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (yeah) Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Migos, Ferg Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] Your bitch been a fan while she hittin' my J Another deal with Adidas 'cause I'm feelin' like that Now, now I just blow the money, got 'em swimmin' in cash I don't even throw the money, sit the brick on the ass Your bitch been a fan while she hittin' my J Another deal with Adidas cause I'm feelin' like that Now, now I just blow the money, got 'em swimmin' in cash I don't even throw the money, sit the brick on the ass [Bridge: A$AP Ferg] All these bricks and money I been stackin' All these dollars bustin' through the plastic 1800 got me blastin' I'ma keep the money comin', keep dancin' Tonight I fell in love

Skepta - Hypocrisy (Lyrics)

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[Chorus] They try to disrespect me When they're online especially But everyting cool when they check me Because I'm so cool and deadly See, I had to realise slowly That nobody actually knows me Yeah, man, I've got fifteen different iPhones But I am so not phoney They try to disrespect me When they're online especially But everyting cool when they check me Because I'm so cool and deadly See, I had to realise slowly That nobody actually knows me Yeah, man, I've got fifteen different iPhones But I am so not phoney [Verse 1] See them online, they're vexing They see the shirt I'm flexing They see my spliff get larger They see the girl I'm sexing I'm a Nigerian eagle In London smoking illegal Nah, we are so not equal Them man are cloning people Anything I do, they bite How do you sleep at night? Is it codeine and Sprite? I switch up the steeze on guys I stand up in the rain, I'm dancing Then I look at the game, start laughing It's not a

Yae Yae Jordan,Yns Cheeks, Chief Keef - Strapped (Remix) (Lyrics)

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[Intro] Oh shit this nigga trippin' Are you ready to put a hole in that motherfucker Cheeks, got yo Mac on you? Hold up lemme go grab mine Sosa, got yo Mac on you? I know you do Let's go [Verse 1: Yae Yae Jordan] Strapped, so I'm acting like an A hole Tell Reezy animal I want the same head she gave Tadoe We reckless, what you wanna play for Got some shooters with me, yea they shoot when I say so I'm quick, then that K blow They hit you then they lay low Quit thinking shit sweet, you a llittle nigga to me Lil ass nigga, lil Craig on the streets Lil ass clothes with them lil jesus piece Big ass gun cause I got a lil beef Stealing niggas lives; yea call me a thief Black ball cap with that bright yellow P Posted on the block where them goons and killas be You a killa boy, yeah you really killing me All these fake ass niggas nowhere near real as me Being real ain't hard, how hard can it really be I be killing these niggas, Naw nigga literally

A$AP Ferg, Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross, French Montana, Dave East & Busta Rhymes - East Coast (Remix) (Lyrics)

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[Intro: A$AP Ferg & Busta Rhymes] Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix) Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up This that East Coast motherfucker Call me Mr. East Coast motherfucker Let me give them a friendly reminder real quick, yo [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Y'all already know that I don't gotta talk Every single time I come you niggas know I gotta do it Yes I gotta do it and I gotta kill em and I gotta hit em Yes you know a nigga gotta beat em stupid Only got 41 seconds just to give a nigga shit Every second bitch I gotta use it Some wet a nigga bluer and I cannot Grab the microphone and not make a motherfucker lose it And I make niggas jump in the back Niggas up, she in the back of the truck Lil' mommy wanna fuck and she really wanna suck When I finish with it then we go in the back of the club And we do this shit again my nigga pronto Bip-de-boo-da-badda-beat it like a bongo Banging on

Chris Brown - Pills and Automobiles (Lyrics)

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  [Intro: Chris Brown] Ow [Chorus: Chris Brown] Wet, wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, oh baby [Post-Chorus: Chris Brown] Ba-ba-baby Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby) I'm just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby) Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Bitch, you outta line, why you waste my time? I'm tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eyes I know she playin' both sides, that bitch tellin' lies But my dick gave her a high, she down for the ride Them hatin' bitches kill the vibe, you can live your life Bad bitch in Hawaii, umbrella with ice 10 bad bitches on my side, make 'em all my wife Smokin' on the finest ganja, she like China white [Bridge: Chris Brown] Poppin' all these pills she said she used to it She wanna go way up, okay baby, if you used to it And I know that you'll grow on me And I know that you know what you're doing

Rae Sremmurd - Perplexing Pegasus (Lyrics)

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[Intro] Ear Drummers Mike WiLL Made-It [Chorus: Swae Lee] Jump in the Pegasus All kinda reckless the necklace All kinda reckless I flexed it K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist Only thing I'm here for is perplexin' Caterpillar whip and I lowered it [Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi] Lil' Jxm', I got a problem I'm in love with money, I'm in love with ballin' Gotta keep my phone on vibrate, how these bitches callin' Neiman Marcus' shawty and I ain't with no shoppin' 2K on my feet, yeah, 2K, I be kickin' game Bubble Gum on Jxm', smokin' on a different strain Niggas still in south, they need to stay up in their lane Baby, we on top and that ain't ever gonna change Put you boys to shame Pull them foreign's out And put you boys to shame Going hard on a bitch like Major Payne Say my name (Jxm') They ain't know how to spell it, so