Camila Cabello – Havana (feat. Young Thug) (Vertical Video)

[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Hey
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na
[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?"
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like
[Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oooh-oooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Oooh-oooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam (jam)
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ayy)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that be
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Bridge: Starrah & Camila Cabello]
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back
Yeah, ayy
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana…
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na
[Outro: Camila Cabello & Starrah]
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na (hey)
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na

Andy Grammer – The Good Parts

[Verse 1]
I’m sorry if I seem impatient
I’m not a fan of pleasantries
See, I get bored with the weather and what’s in the news
The topics we all hide beneath
Could not care less about your day job
The gossip or ordinary stress
See, every relationship I’ve ever loved
It starts when someone says
[Chorus]
Show me where it hurts and give me something real
And lead me to the part of you that never really heals
And say the words that burn when they leave your mouth
Tell me your story, but don’t leave the good parts out
[Verse 2]
And tell me all about your failures
The little things that make you cry
And tell me the acts that you preach but cannot seem to practice
That leave you compromised
[Chorus]
Show me where it hurts and give me something real
And lead me to the part of you that never really heals
And say the words that burn when they leave your mouth
Tell me your story, but don’t leave the good parts out

[Bridge]
I’ve seen your trophies, your high-eyed feels
You know I would love you still if you lost it all
And I love the castle that you have built
But I am asking still to let down the walls
[Chorus]
Show me where it hurts and give me something real
And lead me to the part of you that never really heals
And say the words that burn when they leave your mouth
Tell me your story
Show me where it hurts, yeah
Oh, to the part of you that never really heals
And show me where it hurts, woah
Tell me your story
But don’t leave the good parts out
Don’t leave the good parts out

The Script – Arms Open (Acoustic)

And let me be the ground
Underneath your feet
I can’t unfeel your pain
I can’t undo what’s done
I can’t stand back the rain
But if I could I would
My love, my arms are open, arms are open
So when you feel like you can’t take another round of being broken
My arms are open
Oh, and when you’re losing faith and every door around you keeps on closing
My arms are open
My arms are open (oh, oh)
My arms are open (oh, oh)
My arms are open (oh, oh)
My arms are open (oh, oh)
I will be standing here
I will be by your side (my arms are open)
You feel me loud and clear
With my arms open wide (my arms are open)
I will be standing here
I will be by your side (my arms are open)
You feel me loud and clear
With my arms open wide
My arms are open Are you always done for me? I can’t unfeel your pain
I can’t undo what’s done
I can’t stand back the rain
But if I could I would
My love, my arms are open
So when you feel like you can’t take another round of being broken
My arms are open
And when you’re losing faith and every door around you keeps on closing
My arms are open
I can’t uncry your tears
I can’t rewind the time
I can’t unsay what’s said
In your crazy life
My love, my arms are open
Oh, and when you’re cursing at the sky
And thinking, "lord, you must be joking"
My arms are open
And, and when you’re looking in the mirror
Thinking that, "my life is over"
My arms are open
My arms are open (oh, oh)
My arms are open (oh, oh)
My arms are open (oh, oh)
My arms are open (oh, oh)
So what did they do to you?

Sigrid – Strangers (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Just like in the movies
It starts to rain and we
We’re the broken beauties
Blindfolded minds collide and we fall
[Pre-Chorus]
When the curtain drops
Our touch is just a touch
Not like in the movies
Our story’s after the end
[Chorus]
Like strangers
Perfect pretenders
We’re falling head over heels
For something that ain’t real
It could never be us, eh
Just you and I
Strangers
Perfect pretenders
We’re falling head over heels
For something that ain’t real
It could never be us, eh
Just you and I

[Verse 2]
Memories in photos
Too easy to rewrite
Left us lonely shadows
Holding each other tight and we fall
[Pre-Chorus]
When the curtain drops
Our touch is just a touch
Not like in the movies
Our story’s after the end
[Chorus]
Like strangers
Perfect pretenders
We’re falling head over heels
For something that ain’t real
It could never be us, eh
Just you and I
[Bridge]
Think we got it, but we made up a dream
Cause we’ve got a pretty look of what we could be, woh
I don’t want you, all you want is someone
Going home together to forget we’re alone
Think we got it, but we made up a dream
Cause we’ve got a pretty look of what we could be, woh
I don’t want you, all you want is someone
Going home together to forget we’re alone
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
Not like in the movies
You and I, you and I, you and I, you and I, you and I, you and I
Not like in the movies

[Chorus]
Like strangers
Perfect pretenders
We’re falling head over heels
For something that ain’t real
It could never be us, eh
Just you and I
Strangers
Perfect pretenders
We’re falling head over heels
For something that ain’t real
It could never be us, eh
Just you and I
[Outro]
Think we got it, but we made up a dream
Cause we’ve got a pretty look of what we could be, woh
I don’t want you, all you want is someone
Going home together to forget we’re alone
Think we got it, but we made up a dream
Cause we’ve got a pretty look of what we could be, woh
I don’t want you, all you want is someone
Going home together to forget we’re alone
Strangers
(Think we got it, but we made up a dream
Cause we’ve got a pretty look of what we could be, woh)
Perfect pretenders
(I don’t want you, all you want is someone
Going home together to forget we’re alone)
We’re falling head over heels
For something that ain’t real
(Think we got it, but we made up a dream
Cause we’ve got a pretty look of what we could be, woh)
It could never be us, eh
(I don’t want you, all you want is someone)
Just you and I

Steve Aoki – Kolony Anthem (feat. ILoveMakonnen & Bok Nero)

Yeah, we just turned the gang into a colony [Intro: Bok Nero]
Yeah yeah, flock
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
What’s that, what’s that, what’s that? Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
(Steve Aoki)
[Verse 1: Bok Nero]
I got lots of gualla, I be gettin’ dollars
Sonnin’ all these boys like, "Luke, I am your father"
I feel like Darth Vader laughing at these haters
You ain’t gettin’ money, well, bye bye, I’ll see you later
Diamonds in my chain, they got a bunch of different flavors
When I come outside, I swear I cannot see my neighbors
Walk out with my boxers and my robe to grab my paper
House, it is so big I spent and got a lot of acres
[Chorus]
Started out with nothing, it ain’t it hard to see
You ain’t talkin’ money, then don’t talk to me
You ain’t with the gang, then you can’t rock with me
We just turned the gang into a colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
You ain’t with the gang, then you can’t rock with me
We just turned the gang into a colony

[Drop]
We just turned the gang into a colony
Gang into a, gang into a colony
You, you, you ain’t with the colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
Gang into a, gang into a colony
You, you, you ain’t with the colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
[Post-Drop]
Yeah yeah, flock
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[Verse 2: ILoveMakonnen]
Countin’ freckles all night make my fingers hurt
I was never too clean for some dirty work
Ay, they was sayin’ somethin’ funny (hello)
Nah, they wasn’t talkin’ ’bout no money
If there’s a issue, we could send more bottles
Every party worldwide filled with models
"Super chef, where you goin’ next?"
I don’t know, wherever there’s a check
[Chorus]
Started out with nothing, it ain’t it hard to see
You ain’t talkin’ money, then don’t talk to me
You ain’t with the gang, then you can’t rock with me
We just turned the gang into a colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
You ain’t with the gang, then you can’t rock with me
We just turned the gang into a colony

[Drop]
We just turned the gang into a colony
Gang into a, gang into a colony
You, you, you ain’t with the colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
Gang into a, gang into a colony
You, you, you ain’t with the colony
We just turned the gang into a colony
[Outro]
Yeah yeah, flock
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
What’s that, what’s that, what’s that?

Eminem – Walk On Water (feat. Beyonce)

Begs the question though
Especially after the methadone
As yesterday fades and the Dresden home
Is burnt to the ground, and all that’s left of my house is lawn
The crowds are gone
And it’s time to wash out the blonde
Sales decline, the curtains drawn
They’re closin’ the set, I’m still pokin’ my head from out behind
And everyone who has doubt, remind
Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand times
Now let ’em tell ya the world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes
And as I grow outta sight, outta mind, I might go outta mine
‘Cause how do I ever let this mic go without a fight
When I made a fuckin’ tightrope outta twine? [Chorus: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Why are expectations so high? There was a time I had the world by the balls, eatin’ out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin’ the fuck out on
And now I’m gettin’ clowned and frowned on
But the only one who’s looking down on me that matters now’s DeShaun — am I lucky to be around this long? The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless
And it always feels like I’m hittin’ the mark
’Til I go sit in the car, listen and pick it apart
Like, "This shit is garbage!"
God’s given me all this, still I feel no different regardless
Kids look to me as a god, this is retarded
If only they knew, it’s a facade and it’s exhaustive
And I try not to listen to nonsense
But if you bitches are tryin’ to strip me of my confidence
Mission accomplished
I’m not God-sent, Nas, Rakim, Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith
And I’m not Prince, so…
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes
[Post-Chorus: Beyoncé]
‘Cause I’m only human, just like you
Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don’t think you should believe in me the way that you do
‘Cause I’m terrified to let you down, oh

[Verse 3: Eminem]
It’s true, I’m a Rubik’s — a beautiful mess
At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
A flawed human, I guess
But I’m doin’ my best to not ruin your ex–
pectations and meet ’em, but first
The "Speedom" verse, now Big Sean
He’s goin’ too fast, is he gonna shout or curse out his mom? But when I do fall from these heights though, I’ll be fine
I won’t pout or cry or spiral down or whine
But I’ll decide if it’s my final bow this time around, ’cause—

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes
[Post-Chorus: Beyoncé]
‘Cause I’m only human, just like you
I’ve been making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don’t think you should believe in me the way that you do
‘Cause I’m terrified to let you down, oh
If I walked on water, I would drown
[Outro: Eminem]
‘Cause I’m just a man
But as long as I got a mic, I’m godlike
So me and you are not alike
Bitch, I wrote "Stan" Is it the bar I set? My arms, I stretch, but I can’t reach
A far cry from it, or it’s in my grasp, but as
Soon as I grab, squeeze
I lose my grip like the flyin’ trapeze
Into the dark I plummet, now the sky’s blackening
I know the mark’s high, butter–
flies rip apart my stomach
Knowin’ that no matter what bars I come with
You’re gonna harp, gripe, and
That’s a hard Vicodin to swallow, so I scrap these
As pressure increases like khakis
I feel the ice cracking, because—
[Chorus: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water (shit)
But only when it freezes

[Verse 2: Eminem]
It’s the curse of the standard
That the first of the Mathers discs set
Always in search of the verse that I haven’t spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect
I’ve garnered?

Jason DeRulo – Tip Toe (feat. French Montana) (Lyric Video)

Blowin’ gas out the ‘Rari (sk-skrrt)
French vanilla smooth like a honey, yeah, wine it
I sneak up from behind, "what’s you name?"
"Whats your sign?" (huh)
Wind for me, darling
"You wanna’ dock, yeah, or fly out?"
Wind for me, darling
Baby, "wanna’ lease, rent, or buy out?"
Wind for me darling
That money keep blowin’, swat, shorty tiptoe’n
Got your left cheek showin’, mama
Tip…(huh)

[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]
Bring that body my way (my way)
Can’t take it off my brain
Look like you do ballet
[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
Hold tight when you tiptoe
Shake something when you tiptoe
Don’t brace when you push that back
Left, right, do it just like that
Hold tight when you tip toe
[Outro: Jason Derulo & Unknown]
Hold tight when you.. In that drop [Bemo-sari?] (skrrt)
Who that be? [Verse 1: Jason Derulo]
Big fat thang, overflowing
Skinny tight dress, couldn’t hold it
Way too thick like it’s swollen
Girl, you’re too bad and you know it
When you drop down, lose focus
When that thing clap, that’s a bonus
Back at lookin’ appetizing
Back at that food, it’s a crisis
[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]
Bring that body my way
Can’t take it off my brain
Look like you do ballet (yeah)
[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
Hold tight when you tiptoe
Shake something when you tiptoe
Don’t brace when you push that back
Left, right, do it just like that
Hold tight when you tiptoe
[Verse 2: Jason Derulo]
Ayo, God blessed you from behind (I do)
One hand up like the Heisman (touchdown)
First class seat when you’re riding (oh yeah)
Wine that thing like it’s spineless

[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]
Bring that body my way (my way)
Can’t take it off my brain
Look like you do ballet
[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
Hold tight when you tiptoe
Shake something when you tiptoe
Don’t brace when you push that back
Left, right, do it just like that
Hold tight when you tiptoe
[Bridge: Unknown]
Wine for me darling
When you move your slang is a love mean
Now, why just wine for me darling
[Verse 3: Jason Derulo]
One, trying to figure out who to give your love to
Two, racing like a freak ’til quarter past
Three, You know you’re the one I’ve been looking for
[Verse 4: French Montana & Jason Derulo]
Left cheek, right cheek
Left cheek, right cheek
Left cheek, right cheek
Left cheek, right cheek (aye, aye)
Tiptoe
Tiptoe
Chains on, got me lookin’ like a disco
Who that be? Wine for me darling
When you move your [?] it’s alarming
Now, why just wine for me darling
One-time, two-time for the DJ
Tiptoe

G-Eazy – The Plan

(yeah)
Always scrutinized, bags are super sized, why are you surprised? It’s not going to make itself
When you wake up and check the Chase App
And this shit got more and more digits than a license plate
Them seven-eight figures don’t make themselves, yadadamean? Must have mixed us with a different group of guys
Spot the truth or lies, I mean business
But I’m not in suit and ties
Just been prophesized (yeah, uh)
This shit fell right into place (yeah)
Indy 500 my pace (ayy)
Drinking it straight to the face
Liquor and women, two things I don’t chase (uh)
Don’t got a minute to waste (yeah)
Mask off I’m showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout Dakari my ace (uh)
They hate so much it’s a disgrace (uh)
I put ’em back into place (yeah)
I put your bitch in a wraith
I just snatch her, she’s vanishing without a trace (yeah)

[Pre-Hook]
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)
[Hook]
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it again (no)
Thought that was always the plan
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Ten years this shit has been brewing (ayy)
I’m like "The fuck you been doing?" (yeah)
Hall of fame, Gerald’s a shoe in
You’ll never be Jordan, you’re more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I’m pursuing (ayy)
Exclusive like "who let you in?"
Money talks, I speak it fluent
Got tired of my bitch, I went got a new one
Quick swish that
This bitch whack
Pack, flip that
Making quick stacks
This shit blap
She did that (uh)
Taking a quick trap nap (yeah)
I go all night and shit
Ain’t gotta hide this shit
This shit’s a freestyle, I ain’t even write this shit
Roll me some, Marty, and I’m finna light this shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw swimming on South Beach
This is shit that they don’t teach
Don’t go too far
Don’t trap too hard
Bitch, don’t reach like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, lock jaw, got slow speech
I’m courtside, I got floor seats
Next to Rihanna like "Oh Sheesh!"

[Pre-Hook]
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)
[Hook]
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it again (you know?)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)

[Outro]
I thought this was always the plan
What were you doing? You gotta get it! This was always the plan There’s only one way
There’s only one option
There’s only one route to get there, you know? What do you mean? [Intro]
Yeah
Ayy
I do this shit cause I-
Turn, turn it up a little bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta blap
Yo, yo, ayy
[Pre-Hook]
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Growed up, now I am the man (yeah)
It’s shit you don’t understand (ayy)
Popeye just opened the can
I don’t fuck with no fufu that’s not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you need a hand (yeah)
In the bay I’m superman (ayy)
YSL on me, god damn
Tell me, why is your girlfriend my number one fan?

21 Savage – Bank Account

Get you killed, dog (wet)
Wanna Tweet about me, nigga? Get you killed, dog (wet)
Killed dog, I’m a real dog, you a lil’ dog (21)
Be a dog, wanna be a dog, chasing mil’s, dog
Dunk right in your bitch like O’Neal, dog
Plus I shoot like Reggie Mill’, dog (21)
Chopper sting you like a eel, dog
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M’s in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ruler clips, send a ruler hit
Pull up on your bitch, she say I got that ruler dick
Spray your block down, we not really with that rural shit
Glock cocked now, I don’t really give no fuck ’bout who I hit
Yeah, your bitch, she get jiggy with me
Keep that Siggy with me
Bitch, I’m Mad Max, you know I got Ziggy with me
Keep a mad mag in case they wanna get busy with me
‘Rari matte black and I got a Bentley with me
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M’s in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Seventy-five hunnid on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cut for no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a ho bastard I buy a new car for the bitch (for real)
I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real)
You can’t even talk to the bitch (no)
She fucking with bosses and shit (oh God)
I pull up in ‘Rari’s and shit, with choppers and Harley’s and shit (for real)
I be Gucci’d down, you wearing Lacoste and shit (bitch)
Yeah, Moncler, yeah, fur came off of that, yeah (yeah)
Triple homicide, put me in a chair, yeah (in jail)
Triple cross the plug, we do not play fair, yeah (oh God)
Got ’em tennis chains on and they real blingy (blingy)
Draco make you do the chicken head like Chingy (Chingy)
Walk in Neiman Marcus and I spend a light fifty (fifty)
Please proceed with caution, shooters, they be right with me (21)
Bad bitch, cute face and some nice titties
Seventy-five hunnid on a Saint Laurent jacket (yeah)
Bitch, be careful where you dumpin’ your ashes (bitch)
I ain’t no sucker, I ain’t cut for no action (nah)
The skreets raised me, I’m a ho bastard (wild, wild, wild, wild)
I bought a ‘Rari just so I can go faster (skrrt)
Niggas tryna copy me, they playin’ catch up (21)
I might pull up in a Ghost, no Casper (21)
I been smoking gas and I got no asthma
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M’s in my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
In my bank account, yeah (oh God)
I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah (fast)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God)
Yeah dog I’m for real, dog (21)
Straight up out the seats, now I got a house on the hill, dog (21)
Wanna see a body, nigga?

Popcaan Drop Video For Gangsta Anthem “El Chapo”

He surrounds himself with lots of women and thugs that do his bidding. Watch Popcaan new video “El Chapo” below. The gritty single was produced by NotNice while the video was directed by RD Studios. He started out as a protege of Vybz Kartel before honing his own career and forming his own group Unruly. The Unruly Boss has had a great year in 2017 and further cementing his place as one of the greatest dancehall artists of this generation after only a decade in the game. The video clip features Popcaan living in a mansion at an undisclosed location (Kingston) just like a drug kingpin. Popcaan drop the single in September and since then its become an anthem in dancehall and one of the deejay’s biggest hits this year. Tweet
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Popcaan drop the video for his new gangsta anthem “El Chapo” and he used the opportunity to send a clear message to his enemies. The also features the police commissioner issuing a statement to the media saying he will find Popcaan at all cost.