Sweet Creature – Harry Styles lyrics

No, we started
Two hearts in one home
It’s hard when we argue
We’re both stubborn
I know but ohhh. Sweet creature
We’re running through the garden
Where nothing bothered us
But we’re still young
I always think about you and how we don’t speak enough. Lyrics Harry Styles – Sweet creature
Sweet creature
Had another talk about where it’s going wrong
But we’re still young
We don’t know where we’re going
But we know where we belong. Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
When I run out of rope, you bring me home.
I know when we started
Two hearts in one home
It gets harder when we argue
We’re both stubborn
I know but ohhh. Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
When I run out of rope, you bring me home. No, we started
Two hearts in one home
It’s hard when we argue
Versuri-lyrics.info
We’re both stubborn
I know but ohhh. Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
When I run out of rope, you bring me home
You bring me homeee. Harry Styles lyrics
Video creature

Nicki Minaj – Regret In Your Tears

Too picky when I make some with you

You’ve been in the wrong so long
And you know nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, not a bitch
You
[Chorus]
Won’t find another one to ride it like a soldier like this
You
You
[Bridge]
Two seats in my two seater-er-er
‘Cause you don’t even know what you just lost
I just want the memories
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
Baby now you know you got nerve
You don’t even know right

Used to lay up in them sheets, they were snow white
Used to creep, creep, with you through the back

Silence right now sounds so loud
Ohhhh, woooh
Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt

Now I gotta erase some with you
[Chorus]
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
The real ones don’t lie
I know you just wanna be heard
Baby you lied
Now I gotta erase some with you
Drop down, turn around, baby show you like this
I’m with you
Baby now I’m through with you
Now I gotta erase some with you
I tried to make some with you
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
That’s gon’ care, care, hold you down and love you like this
I tried to make some with you, baby
[Chorus]
You don’t even know, and that’s what’s bad
Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt
I count up the cash and bring you the bag
I tried to make some with you
I don’t know what to do with you

With you, you
Tried to let you go, you come back ’round
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you

[Verse 3]
Just once, do somethin’ for me, boy
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Tried to make some with you, you
You
Call my line, call my line, I’m like, "Please, boy"

Make some with you
[Verse 1]
You
Now you spendin’ cold nights
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
Yeah, and they say big girls don’t cry
I tried to make some with you
Don’t rush, take time, take some
You said you would save me
[Outro]
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
Look at you now, stuck in the background
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em

You said you would save me
[Verse 2]
You
You
Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt
Hahahaha, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Money bag long, that bitch bad
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
You just need to leave, boy
You don’t even know what you just had
Now I gotta erase some with you
Don’t rush, take time, take some
I ain’t got time for you
Don’t rush, take time, take some
[Intro]
Maybe I cried
I’m a bad bitch, you ain’t used to that

Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
You
Don’t rush, take time, take some
You gon’ fuck around and make me do you bad
I count up the racks like Serena
I tried to make some with you
[Chorus]
Plus I got that ass like Selena
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you

Rick Ross – Triple Platinum (feat. Scrilla)

Shows cost a hundred, like I’m triple platinum
Sentences for selling dope, just pray your casket nice
Told the detectives "Fuck ’em" and I bought a rocket missile
Everybody mad at ya when you’re living fabulous
Scripture’s written on platinum plaques, decode the message
All the pain, I just fill it with void
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
I die for the ones that I love
Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
You not a boss until everybody at your table ate
Bitches fuck me like I’m triple platinum
Purple rain, pop a Perc’ and half a Xanax
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
Had a phone call with Drake so we could fix the madness
Straight out of high school they had us touching bricks
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
Fire on me nigga, this is not a fire drill
When I speak, it’s with the richest accent
Versace drawers like I’m triple platinum
Summer school and scholarships we said was sucka shit
In the trap with the white was such a sacrifice
All gold Rollie, face like a diamond feel
When a nigga that’s so sharp, have his conscious loss
Only ones who standing still, the ones who on the pills
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Triple platinum without an album sale
Paintings on my wall a gift to my kids
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Triple platinum, I’m out in Cannes, Club Gotha
Self made, mean you never out here kissing asses
Marble the floors and put gold on my cabinets
But tempt me, kill my Judas with a platinum sword
She’ll say ‘Great God almighty, here come my child! He must’ve got here by prayer.’
Forty cars, like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
She’ll say, ‘Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.’"
Time for the real niggas just to really cash in
These are the jewels of many gods, the secret blessings
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
Retaining ownership is all I want in this
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Sweat drippin’ from my fitted giving niggas chills
Versace drawers, like I’m triple platinum
"When I get to heaven, I’ll see my grandmother there
Voice of a legend, Grammy nominated
Trap star, livin’ like I’m triple platinum
Ramadan once a year, my sacrificial payment
Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties
Me and HOV back and forth, like I’m triple platinum
Maybe two Phantoms, a bad one that got a bone to pick
Real trap nigga, live like I’m triple platinum
Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates
My voodoo lady still keep her couch in the plastic
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Mad at the world, but you trigger happy
Before you buy a bottle, let’s enjoy a glass
Did y’all hear that? That’s what my grandmother’ll say
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Triple platinum, they hatin’, niggas alter they captions
Ten years and it’s time for revenge
Minus one, burger moves, let the lions loose
Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Triple platinum, Triple platinum, Triple platinum
Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate
God’s child, my soul triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, it’s like I’m triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
The triple beam still up in my kitchen cabinet
100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Stone thrown at my Jesus piece, help me Lord
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
I seen it from afar, blessings from the Lord
Cuban links on me like I’m triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
You understand?
Like Prince in that purple jacket
Triple platinum nails force these open arms
But I got a lawyer like I’m triple platinum
(Maybach Music)
Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Wore ’em once and disposed ’em after
‘Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny
A king, but I’m punished with a crown of thorns
Couple pawns in the lake the pistol’s in the plastic
Triple platinum, triple platinum
His retainer was the change up in the kitchen cabinet
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Three million grams, I left a powder trail

Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Money Showers (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand

Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Whenever I’m in town
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
(Why don’t all the ?)
Whenever I’m in town
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town

My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Got her on the town
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town

Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
[Outro]
No hands if you really the shit
[Intro]
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
10 bands for the prettiest bitch
Whenever I’m in town
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Rain, rain, rain, rain
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand

(Why ?)
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Got her on the town
Whenever I’m in town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
Whenever I’m in town
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
Whenever I’m in town

Steve Harvey? Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch?
(But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Got her on the town
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
Got her staring at the pole like election day
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Got her on the town
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

Lady GaGa – The Cure (Lyric Video)

If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
And I will be all yours tonight
[Chorus]
No matter what you know, I’ll
So baby tell me yes
I’ll fix you with my love
And if you say you’re okay
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
I’ll fix you with my love
So baby tell me yes
Promise I’ll always be there
And I will give you everything
And I will give you everything

You could ever want, it’s in my arms
And I will give you everything
Cover you as you desire
And if you say you’re okay
[Verse 2]
[Bridge]

I will be right by your side
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll fix you with my love
I’m gonna heal you anyway
I’m gonna heal you anyway
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
Close your eyes, I’ll sing your favorite song
Promise I’ll always be there
Let me take care of it, babe
Rub your feet, your hands, your legs

So baby tell me yes
And I will be all yours tonight
[Chorus]
Hush now baby, don’t you cry
And I will give you everything
[Chorus]
And if you say you’re okay
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll fix you with my love
No matter what you know, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
May not have the fancy things
Promise I’ll always be there
I’m gonna heal you anyway
I’ll undress you, ’cause you’re tired
So baby tell me yes
[Outro]
I will be right by your side
No matter what you know, I’ll
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
But I’ll give you everything
When you fall asleep inside my arms
So baby tell me yes
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)
[Verse 1]
I’ll fix you with my love
Anything you want could not be wrong
I’ll fix you with my love
So baby tell me yes
I’ll fix you with my love
I wrote you this lullaby
I’ll fix you with my love

Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)

Starset – Telepathic

Don’t want your star-crossed fate
And you always turn away
But I’m not giving up
I don’t wanna let you know
But I don’t ever know just what we are
I don’t have a telepathic heart
Oh, all the fools rush in
You’d know what I want before I tell you
I don’t have a telepathic heart
Telepathic
But I can’t stand to watch this
That’s waiting just to get you
Telepathic
Blind, I fall into the line
Felt it all around you
Cause you’re the sun and I’m just a moon
That’s waiting just to get you
But I don’t ever know just what we are
And all the fools want in
Blind, I fall into the line
I don’t wanna let you know
Look inside my brain
Telepathic
Telepathic
I don’t have a telepathic heart
Telepathic
But I don’t ever know just what we are
Telepathic
Telepathic
Felt it all around you
Felt it all around you
I don’t wanna let you go
I’m in the dark ’till you light the way
And if I had my way
You had me under spell right from the start
Back to the start where I break through
Telepathic
Blind, I fall into the line
Cause I’m see through
But I can’t stand to watch this
I don’t wanna let you go
Give me the words to say to make it enough
Telepathic
It never works that way
I feel it all the time
When you call a bluff
I don’t have a telepathic heart
I can be what you want
Telepathic
That’s waiting just to get you
You can read my mind
But you can read my mind
You are the sun, I am the full moon
You had me under spell right from the start
You can run, you can run away
It’s a battle to surround you
I will wait in the dark for you
Should’ve never felt this way
I don’t have a telepathic heart
I don’t have a telepathic heart
But you can read my mind
I feel it all the time
Don’t leave me lost in vain
I feel it all the time
You had me under spell right from the start
I would run to the rescue

ASAP Ferg – East Coast (feat. Remy Ma)

Turn the beat on and I fuck it up
This that ground zero music, sit and listen to it
You been shoulda just hung it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
[Intro: A$AP Ferg]
On IG, you thumb it up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Remy Ma]
I go nuts, I mean peak on
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
But in real life, you bum it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Versace lens like it’s nothing, whoo
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
I jump in the whip and say “ooh, it’s my shit” and I tell ‘em to turn it up
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka (Remy Ma)
There’s some children down a holy thang and they let it bang cause you frontin’
They ain’t know Remy really could just Pun it up
This the children of the sewer, finally winnin’ music
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up

Fuck what you feelin’, Trap Lord in the building
Threw it through the ceiling, threw a nigga off the pillar
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Jump if you ready to fuck a nigga up cause he come for nigga all for nothin’
Suck them titties like it’s nothing, whoo
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
I spaz on ’em, I gun ’em up

This confessions of a lord, I’ve been sinnin’ music
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Now I killed him, they ain’t never found out
Got my face beat, hair done it up
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
You fake bitch, you need to woman up
Jump if you ready to fuck this shit up and get left [?] if you thuggin’
This that East Coast, mothafucka (hahahahahahahaha)
Yeah, Constantine
You a wack bitch, you a rat bitch
Everyone, open this fucking shit up
You was hatin’ when I was comin’ up
And I’m that bitch, just to sum it up
Push the Benz like it’s nothing, whoo
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
And I jerked see the bad man comin’
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
This that East Coast, mothafucka

The bar’s low, I brung it up
Dead in the middle of Little Italy
Trap Lord, I’ma go until the sun is up This is Mr.
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Said I’m too smart, gotta dumb it up
And y’all hoes just stunk it up
[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
This that East Coast, mothafucka
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
You’re on nothin’, you so frontin’
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Yeah, everyone ’bout to open this shit up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
Talkin for niggas saved up and the pump had the rest of them bad boys runnin’
I go bad on ‘em, drop bags on ’em
Yeah
Run til I fuck it up
Bitches really like it nothing, whoo
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Turn the bottle like it now, ooh
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
The rap book is my Bible, just repent through it
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Jump cause I’m feelin’ like I’m the illest nigga, I’m the trillest and I love it
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Try to be down, they suckin’ up
I been one, you been done
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck your tears like it’s nothing, whoo
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Jump in the pit and start moshing the shit and I tell ‘em to run it up
And it’s 0-1, now, run it up
With the lords and they with it right now
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

You Joe Budden, you pump it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Got a tab, bitch; tell ’em run it up

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck a friend like it’s nothing, whoo
See, these hoes be luckin’ up
Raise the bottle like it now, ooh
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Pull up on them niggas like “skrrt” in a Merc

Ways To Be Wicked (From “Descendants 2”)

And leave ’em all defenseless
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
A rite of passage
And class is back in session
Come on, be bold
Gotta beat ’em to the treasure
There’s so many ways to be wicked

Wanna try it?
We got all the ways to be
Happily ever after

Come on!
We got all the ways to be
Finally getting your attention
A bit of misbehaviour
We take what we want
W-I-C-K-E-D

W-I-C-K-E-D
So raise your voices and

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Mother always knows best
Bad just doesn’t get much better

We take what we want
W-I-C-K-E-D
There’s so many ways to be wicked
We’re taking control

There’s so many ways to be wicked

A fairy tale life can be
Hear her voice in my head
We’re gonna steal the show
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong
Friendly reminder
W-I-C-K-E-D
We take what we want
So many ways to be wicked
We got all the ways to be
Long live havin’ some fun
There’s so many ways to be wicked
We got all the ways to be
Cruel and unusual
Change the way the story’s told
Hey, hey, hey, hey
There’s so many ways to be wicked
W-I-C-K-E-D
We got all the ways to be
Dip, dip
Apple, apple
Let’s get it activated
We’re wicked by the book
Long live havin’ some fun
Guess they lost my invitation

Bad to the bone
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong
There’s so many ways to be wicked
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong

Long live havin’ some fun
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Looks like this place could use
With a little flavour

With even worse intentions
Got my own kind of persuasion
Show her, pass every test
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Evil is the only real way to win
There’s so many ways to be wicked
W-I-C-K-E-D

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Tick, tick
We got all the ways to be
Take a bite
Oh, so overrated

We got all the ways to be
Crashing the party
This time the dark is
We got all the ways to be
There’s so many ways to be wicked
W-I-C-K-E-D
You like it, steal it
Let’s go!

Rich The Kid & Famous Dex – Windmill

[Intro: Rich the Kid]
I stay with a fork, (fork)
(yea) You know we ballin’??
[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
Take your bitch and fuck her face, (woah)
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!
Rich Forever way (Huuuuuh)
Flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Diamonds on me how I’m shakin’ (Ice, ice)
Yeah, flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex! Yuh)

Started off trappin’ with bands in the attic
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
Yeah, flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Flexin’ on that bitch ’cause I’m a bastard, (huh, ooh)
Calculator, gotta add it, (add it)
[Hook: Rich the Kid]
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Huuuuuh)
I put a Act in a two-liter, (Yuh)

Yuh) Flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Yeah, flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill
Yuh) Flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!

New wave, new wave. Rich Forever that’s the way, (money)
Why you flexin’ with that rollie but its plastic? (what!)
Uh yeah, Dexter
Married to the kitchen, never divorce, (yuh!)
Aye, make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
I keep flexin’ on these haters it’s so tragic, (flex!)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
My bitch a foreign I don’t need her, (Bitch!)
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
Pullin’ in the lamb just me and Rich
Made my money do gymnastics, (Woah)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Hooooh)
Five bitches on my dick, (they what)
[Hook: Rich the Kid]
[Hook: Rich the Kid]
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)

Flyin’ in from Costa Rica she a bad bitch, (bad!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)

Hunnid bands in a two seater
Look at my wrist that’s a new freezer
Run up on me, got my stick
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
The money is short, broke rappers on life support, (broke)
Diamonds in the choker like they are wrestling (Yeah, Dexter!)
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Mama, she told me to pack it, (mama!)
[?]
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Make your bitch disappear like it was magic, (magic)

RiFF RaFF – Lamborghini Leg Lock

Fire up another flame as they repeat my name
Lamborghini flavored weed, I need Versace Visine
Mood enhancers, documented Diamond dancer
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I had the same mind since I was like nine
You need to stay away from violence, here smoke this
You ever stare at the ceiling so long you thought that you would die?
Pinky and the Brain as I sip champagne
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Smoke palm trees til my eyes bleed
Blowing smoke in the air, clouds float to the ceilings
Lab coats in the trenches, it’s the codeine chemist
Earned my stripes, that’s why I sip syrup in my Sprite
Iceberg with white rat

Why can’t Superman live an ordinary life
I might smoke a couple cones while I’m playing with the knife
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
[Hook]
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I pull up like Wanda Sykes, more liked than Betty White
How you run up them bands like it’s physical fitness
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I used to ride to Circle K on my Diamondback bike
I forget it was mine at least 99 times
Walking back and forth, pacing back and forth
I’m a motherfucking pirate with paw prints
Okay now the camera’s on, now you wanna hold my hand
Pocket full of Laffy Taffy, Fire Jolly Ranchers
RiFF
Who him, the pied pipe
Can’t hold a conversation, mind on another planet
Now I’m a multi-millionaire, still staring at a chair
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
(RiFF)
Have to smoke a half a pound just to calm down
[Hook]
"How often do you feel like this, son?" Um, most of the time
Though I fall in the ocean
And try to find a wife sike, life don’t work like that
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I release my feelings
[Verse]

Yo, shout out to Reef, shout out to Tryke
Let me guess, what’s next, tag you on Instagram?
How you live your life all depends on what you witness
Brain expanded, then she took me for granted
I’m super anti-social so my window’s slightly tinted
It’s the white Mekhi Pfife in a black Dodge Vipe
Mind going back in time, I used to play sports
Last time I came around I fell asleep on the ground
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock

R3hab – Hallucinations (feat. R I T U A L) (Lyric Video)

Happiness is just controlling fear
Must be hallucination
We’re just hallucinations

We’re just hallucinations
[Chorus]
I sense something new

We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations
Swore I saw you coming over here

[Chorus]
I can’t fight this, got my eyes fixed on you
I sense something new
We’re just hallucinations
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
In my mind I realize you’re not true
We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations
[Verse]
Must be something we do?
Must be something we do?

Must be hallucination
We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations
[Outro]
I can’t fight this, got my eyes fixed on you

We’re just hallucinations
[Verse]
In my mind I realize you’re not true
We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations

PVRIS – Heaven

Who took the light from our life?
You took my heaven away
All we did was suffer
You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
You took my heaven away
I think we were cursed from the start
Our love is pushing out and pulling in
Do you think we were speaking in tongues
(You took my heart)
[Chorus]
Or simply not enough?
[Interlude]
[Bridge]
Do you ever wonder
You took my
I was too afraid to say

You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
Away
You took my, you took my heaven away
You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
Away
[Verse 1]
The blood in my lungs?
(You took my heart)
Why couldn’t we just say
And didn’t you ever wonder

(You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away)
Away
Just like a rising and falling chest that’s barely breathing

(You took my heart)
(You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away)

(You took my heart)
You took my heaven away
Second I let you into my heart
(You took my heart)
All I did was suffer
About the dread on my tongue?
I think we were cursed from the start
(You took my heart)
[Chorus]
(You took my heart)

[Ending]
[Verse 2]

You took my heaven away
You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
The light from my eyes?

Madchild – Badchild

High roller that’s bipolar
Fans acting like it’s killing them, these cheap tricks
Feel stranded on an island like I’m Gilligan
Trying to build my strength like beam so I can climb out
Maybe I should work harder, but I do try
Maybe I should lower the bar, it’s raised too high
[Verse 1]
Panic in my legs, feel heavy while I hallucinate
Can’t complain, kids like my art
Never felt like I had to ask it for dough
Standing on a ledge about to jump but I’ll rejuvenate
‘Cause pills the only way I know to patch these open wounds
But feel like, I’m still waiting for my life to start
Trying to boss up like Tony Soprano
Last three months catatonic, feeling miserable
Used to sit and gather my words, called it artillery

Starts a line once, haven’t had a break since
Wasn’t working so I went and got my teeth fixed
Known for saying harsh remarks that are partially dark
Reason I’m still here are for my dogs and my family
[Verse 2]
Bubbling but still missing something like I’m diet cola
Now life is torture, would madly end it willingly
Holding on, but I hope it’s soon
Life used to sparkle. Nothing’s fucking thrilling me
Might be punished for my sins, that would make sense
When I was young, love, suicidal tendencies
I’m still a boss like I’m Joseph Bonanno
Not Casper the Ghost tight grasping for quotes
Now feel like a piece of shit in a bottomless pit
Used to walk around, thank god i’m the shit
Walk around my city and I feel like I’m invisible
Lost a couple teeth, went back to the grill again
I don’t expect anyone to understand me
Responsibility, literally killing me
Now I’m older, I got suicidal tendencies
Samples chopped like it’s martial arts
But life moves so fast, I need a time out

Kenny Chesney – Rich And Miserable

Enough is never enough
And on and on it goes
And maybe we’ll get it
[Outro]
We’re all lost on the yellow brick road
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
But even when we get it
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
Maybe we won’t
[Chorus]
Too much is never too much
We don’t know what we want
Back porch ain’t what it used to be
Whatever it takes to make the world look at you, think…
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
American dream never wakes up
We’re too young until we’re too old
Enough is never enough
We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows
(And maybe we’ll get it)
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable

Keg and milk and honey in the land of the free
Come on, get rich and miserable
Come on, get rich and miserable
But we want it and we want it all right now
American dream never wakes up
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable

[Chorus]
New York Times, Farmer’s Almanac
[Verse 1]
We’re all lost on the yellow brick road
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]

Green grass, help the cows graze, hedgefund 401
American dream never wakes up
We’re too young until we’re too old
We’re too young until we’re too old
Enough is never enough
Don’t make enough to pay it off

(Maybe we won’t)
[Bridge]
We’re born, we work, we die, it’s spiritual
We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows
We’re born, we work, we die, it’s spiritual

Too much is never too much
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
We’re all lost on the yellow brick road
(But even when we get it)
Really we don’t

Too much is never too much
Go to school to get a job
Right wing blue jean, gotta get the new thing
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
We’re born, we work, we die, it’s spiritual
Too busy to call our mamas

Joey Bada$$ – Victory

And we ain’t taking no losses we the winning team, East
[Verse 2]
The competition look slim to me
’cause this feels like a victory
Y’all ain’t real ballers, y’all just little leagues

I’m in a lane of my own, two-three when I get in my zone

[Hook]
We gon’ be up for a while like keep the legacy goin’
At times I sit and wonder how I keep from going under
Hold up, but let’s get back to business please
I put numbers on the board even scores up the floor for real
The most valuable Pro heading straight for the throne
And this feels like a victory
Been known we won before the song begun
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
I do it just for sport
And I got love for my brothers keep the chemistry strong
I got it locked, up in the cluster, pressure on
Back by popular demand, I’m the man
Back on the block, I call the shots
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
I know that you wishing he prolly break a leg
Homie this my story, no mystery
Yeah, ’cause this feels like a victory
They only make legends where I’m from
Got a team of warriors nobody ranked above us
The competition looks slim to me
And this feels like a victory
Every day another triple-double entendre
The G-O-A-T when it’s all said and done
The competition looks slim to me
First things first, uh, shoutout to the sponsors
Even when I’m OT man I still feel at home
Word is bond, I am the one
The kid from West Brooklyn, came with the thunder
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
I’ma be up for a while I know you sick of me
Homie this my story
All I do is win I feels like a highlight reel
[Hook]

Yeah, ’cause this story is history
Looking in the crowd, at the audience they love us
The competition looks slim to me
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
Homie this my story, no mystery
Homie this my story, no mystery
Homie this my story
But I always beat the clock like Kyrie Irving at the buzzer
And this feels like a victory

You sit and watch when I’m against the clock I make the world stop
The competition looks slim to me
[Hook]
Like the homies with the rock in the white tube socks
And even if they still wheelchair him in the end
Everything I do I do it big, I’m a monster
‘Til his last stand, swear I got love for my fans
Homie this my story
The competition looks slim to me
Yeah, ’cause this feels like a victory
[Verse 1]
Yeah, ’cause this story is history