Rotimi – Kitchen Table (Remix) (feat. Trey Songz & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Yeah
Ohh, no, no, no
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Girl you look so good
Good enough to eat, yeah
From your hair down to your feet, yeah
How you wake up lookin like a dream, yeah
Make me wanna give your ass a ring girl, yeah
You know what you doing in the see through, yeah
Look’n like an item on the menu, yeah
On that top and bottom like a swim suit, yeah
What you trying to get into baby
Cuz
[Pre-Chorus]
You know im a fool girl
You know I dont play
Swear you got the juice
And im hella thirsty
You keep look’n at me like that
And you gone make me turn this bed into a

[Chorus]
Kitchen table
Lay it down like spread on a
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
[Verse 2 : Trey Songs]
Girl you look so good, good enough to eat yeah
Bring that body over here to me yeah
From your face down to your feet yeah
I’ma taste all you can feed yeah
I’ma break all of the rules yeah
I’ma jump out of ya boo yeah
Baby come, come, come through yeah
I’ma go dumb go stupid
Tell me what the move is
Girl I know it’s oozing from the way you shake squirm
When you moving, got a point to prove, let me prove it
You know I’m a fool girl you know I don’t play
Swear you got the juice and I’m hella thirsty
You keep looking at me that way
[Chorus]
And you gon make me turn this bed into
Kitchen table
Lay it down like spread on a
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

[Verse 2 : Ty Dolla Sign]
Girl I hit it in the kitchen,break some dishes
You told me that I can’t have no other bitches
Say that it’s mine now, that you’re mine now
Ooh let me find out
You gon save it for me, lil baby
You only [?] lil baby
And you over the counter on your tippy toes
[?] hit it on the table with my grillz on
Come inside the cooch
Suicide the roof
Spend time
Buy a diamond
You said I’m the truth
You take a long time dont hate and the man getting [?]
You tell me don’t hate
You said let me be great, let me be great
[Chorus]
You know I’m a fool girl you know I don’t play
Swear you got the juice and I’m hella thirsty
You keep looking at me that way
And you gon make me turn this bed into
Kitchen table
Lay it down like spread on a
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

August Alsina – Gucci Gang (Remix)

[Hook]
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang whipping out the new Range
California living in the hills so the view changed
Never fuck a girl who do cocaine
That’s a violation to the dope game
You fuck a bitch
She forget your name
I fuck a bitch, she don’t be the same
Niggas want to know if I rep a gang
Tell em fuck that, I’m from the NO
Real niggas act like they been on
[?] these niggas been on fish food
I ain’t no ordinary rich dude
Grew up in the gutter
I ain’t never made bitch moves
Self-made and it’s official
If she around me, better watch the way your bitch move
[Verse 1]
Now you mad, cuz your hoe choosing
You will lose her
Maybe cuz you been snoozing
Taking way too many Xans and the percs
I been hard at work, steady improving
Counting money on the gram, thinking you the man
Now you understand why your girl ain’t trying to do you man
I don’t know you so I won’t call you fake
But your girl in my face
Tell me that I’m realler than you
I’m thinking it might be the truth
She fucking me like she got something to prove
She sucking me like she got nothing to lose
She came up to me, took her nothing to choose
Thinking it might be the truth
You mugging me like you got something to prove
Don’t fuck with me cuz I got nothing to loose
You run up at me Imma aim it and shoot, ya
[Hook]
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang whipping out the new Range
California living in the hills so the view changed
Never fuck a girl who do cocaine
That’s a violation to the dope game
You fuck a bitch
She forget your name
I fuck a bitch, she don’t be the same
Niggas want to know if I rep a gang
Tell em fuck that, I’m from the NO
Real niggas act like they been on
[?] these niggas been on fish food
I ain’t no ordinary rich dude
Grew up in the gutter
I ain’t never made bitch moves
Self-made and it’s official
If she around me, better watch the way your bitch move
Better watch the way your bitch move
(Better watch the way your bitch move)

The Diplomats – Once Upon A Time

I have it lookin’ like a hookah bar
Superstar, car ceilin’ lookin’ like Mars, Venus, Jupiter
Pull strings like Garth Brooks on a new guitar
We the shit, we the shit, some foul manure
Long live the Set, glory glory hallelujah
Welcome back to the hallway loiterers
I made mills off the white girl, I exploited her
No disrespectin’ the ladies, word from my team (why)
That’s the reason Dame smacked Harvey Weinstein (pervert)
On the set of Paid In Full, y’all gave him hell about it
Some foul shit happened once, Capo, tell ’em about it

[Chorus: Jim Jones]
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside) Legend, I maneuver cars
Who want smoke? [Intro: Jim Jones]
(Heatmakerz, crack music)
Crack music
Dipset
It’s more than just music
You know the rest
Jones, nigga
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Try to blackball me, so I ask ’em where the hoop at (ballin’)
Then in SOHO in LA, askin’ the valet where the coupe at
(what up with that?)
80 for the jet that meet with Jay and then I flew back (facts)
The Ace of Spade they put up on my tab, a extra two stacks
Signing my deal, they asked if I would sign for a mil’ (for what?)
I ask them why would I do that when I already signed for a mil (you hear me?)
I’m a contract killer, bitch, had to sign up to kill (B-b-boom!)
Put you on the boom list, the homies’ll line you for real (FACTS!)
But I’m tryna just chill, ’cause my mind is too ill (Oh)
Don’t provoke ’em too much, ’cause we commit crimes for the thrill (Grrr)
I’m a fuckin’ bandit, you under-fuckin’-stand it? (you hear me)
I run with G’s nigga, fuck who the fuck you ran with (Fuck ’em)
New York City, home of the pretty women (Harlem what’s up?)
Where you gotta get the dough before you get the women (get your money up)
Middle of the winter, I’m buyin’ shit to swim in (facts nigga)
Nigga, you just buyin’ them cars that my niggas been in

[Chorus: Jim Jones]
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
I got acres in the boonies, I remember it was gloomy
And I only had five on it, somethin’ like the Luniz
Now the Maybach is roomy, spent a 100K in Bloomies
But I got my own clothes, 3 million I made in Zumiez, baby!

Tedashii – Messenger

[Intro]
Cardec
One time for the Osage
[Chorus]
I’m just the messenger
I’m just the messenger
Yeah I’m the next one up
I know the way I know the way
Top floor I’m stepping up
Forgive me for messing up
Lights out like prisoners
They want the blessings but I want the one they from
I’m just the messenger
From the beginning there is no pretending yeah I am original
I lost my son but I’m still pressing on when I wanna just give it up
Here for my kids I’m trying to live this life it’ll mess you up
Say what you will I’m keeping it trill I’m here that’s a miracle
Live in the light let’s get it tonight yeah
I’m just the messenger
I’m just the messenger
Yeah I’m the next one up
I know the way I know the way
Top floor I’m stepping up
Forgive me for messing up
Lights out like prisoners
You want the blessing but I want the one they from
I’m just a messenger
He is no fake, those Yeezy’s wait
They want to get me out
Just cause I speak my mind
Mind

[Verse 1]
Run it race the clock’s racing
Pick up the pace time’s wasting
God is watching but He patient
Take for granted what He saying
He make the play but ain’t playing
Out the way with yo plans
Throwing shade like Ray Ban
He at the end like Amen
They say they know but they doubt it
I don’t want no fakes around me
CZ with diamonds that’s cloudy
Stay taking L’s Ronda Rousey
Roll with my squad like it’s loudy
Step in the place and it’s crowded
My section known to get rowdy
They can’t hop in till I’m out it
Flexing, yeah tell ’em that they can till they can yeah
Always saucing all day fresh up out the pan yeah
Spill it till they get it drop it poppin’ bands yeah
Life is short don’t overlook it understand yeah
[Chorus]
I’m just the messenger
I’m just the messenger
Yeah I’m the next one up
I know the way I know the way
Top floor I’m stepping up
Forgive me for messing up
Lights out like prisoners
They want the blessings but I want the one they from
I’m just the messenger
I’m just the messenger
Yeah I’m the next one up
I know the way I know the way
Top floor I’m stepping up
Forgive me for messing up
Lights out like prisoners
They want the blessings but I want the one they from
I got to live it cause this life the only one
You got to get it like yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
Don’t shoot the messenger
I had to bring it up that’s what you need me for
Can’t take the message out
I go the extra mile run it like marathon Malcolm they X me out
I know the business it’s war in these trenches they come with they weapons out
They got agendas so watch for pretenders who say they can help you out
This world is dark but I’m here with the spark and that’s how we gon’ burn it down
I came to shut it down
Down
Tell ’em I got it, I get it
Devil is real and he busy
Get Out the world trying to kill me
You can not handle the real me
I say the system is rigged
I see injustice is real
This ain’t just something we feel
When one our kids get killed
Hands up don’t shoot
Man down don’t move
Stand up go thru
Ransomed no loot
Blood bought like new
Same road new shoes
Unashamed whole crew
All I do is speak truth

Lil Peep – Save That Shit

Baby, won’t you take me back? [Outro]
Do I make you scared? Baby, won’t you take me back? [Bridge]
Down another lonely road, I go
Just another lonely road, oh
I just wanna know, I just gotta know
Do you wanna glo? Baby, won’t you take me back? [Refrain]
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
[Chorus]
Fuck my life, can’t save that, girl
Don’t tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback
For the way I always play that shit
You ain’t getting nothing that I’m saying
Don’t tell me you is
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
I can take you there, but baby, you won’t make it back
Growing sick of this and I don’t wanna make you sad
Do I make you scared? Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich) Baby, won’t you take me back? Baby, we could glo
[Chorus]
Fuck my life, can’t save that, girl
Don’t tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback
For the way I always play that shit
You ain’t getting nothing that I’m saying
Don’t tell me you is
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
I can take you there, but baby, you won’t make it back
Growing sick of this and I don’t wanna make you sad
Do I make you scared? [Chorus]
Fuck my life, can’t save that, girl
Don’t tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback
For the way I always play that shit
You ain’t getting nothing that I’m saying
Don’t tell me you is
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich (I can make you rich)
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
I can take you there, but baby, you won’t make it back
Growing sick of this and I don’t wanna make you sad
Do I make you scared?

Kodak Black – Projectbaby (Freestyle)

[Verse 1]
Young nigga totin’ the rod
You would think a nigga fishing
Young nigga but I’m different
Young nigga.. I came from rags to riches
Young nigga, yea I’m different
I came from rags to riches
I came from rags to riches, video vixen bitches
And I’m shifting
And I’m drifting
Yea I got the [?], I got the stick on me right now catch a pussy nigga slippin’
He like [?] dripping blood
That’s my brother, John Wicks is blood
He a sniper but he be like call me papi
Nigga my nigga just caught a elbow, call him Rocky
Rocky Balboa
I’m goin’ hard in the paint, I’m goin’ hard in the Range
Just bought another Range
I just bought my brother a lil’ train
I just bought my brother a lil’ train, yea
Cuz it’s Christmas
I ain’t never get nun for Christmas
Rocking this blue, but I ain’t crippin’
Rocking this red, but I ain’t blood
Nigga this Haiti, it’s independent
All these mollies got a nigga trippin’
All this gonorrhea got a nigga trippin’
Drop a nigga like diarrhea when he drippin’
Run up on him, then I tip him
Free lil’ flippa, I’ll run up on him then I flip him
Catch a nigga, Ima kill him
Catch a nigga, Ima hit him
Catch a lil’ nigga, Ima flip him, yea
Catch a lil’ nigga, Ima kill him, yea
Put that nigga in the dirt
Fresh to death, and I’ll killed the scene, nigga I pulled out and put it on a shirt, yea
I’m walking when I’m stepping when I’m bleeding, I might need a nurse
Keep it running
I’m walking when I’m stepping when I’m bleedng, I might need a nurse
And I’m bleeding concrete, yea
That’s all in my IV, yea
That’s all in my body, yea
Say rats don’t shit
Rats don’t shit
I’m in this shit for a living
I’m in this shit for longevity
I’m on this shit for long term
I’m on this shit for longevity
Shoutout [?]
And I’m smoking, eating edibles
Smoking cookies and I’m eating edibles
I eat her lil’ pussy cuz that is so edible
They knock him off if I tell them too
They knock him off if I say so
Young nigga I got pesos
Play with that pussy but not with your heart
Play with that pussy like clay dough
Play with that pussy like Play-Doh
I just want it more like Klay though
My nigga they kill if I tell to
My nigga they kill you if I tell ’em to
My nigga they kill you if I say so
They knock you off if I tell ’em too
I was selling them slabs on the avenue
I was selling the slabs on the block dawg
1800 that’s my block dawg
Get your block knocked off, yea
I’m freestyling right now, this shit right here off the top
This shit right here off the top dawg
This shit right here off the top, yah
This shit is right off from my noggin
Then I just licking the coffee
I woke up, I’m licking the coffee
Lick the coffee off from off my hand
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Lick the coffee, yea
I lick the coffee like molly san tan
Lick the coffee, molly san tan
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Lick the coffee right up off my hand
Wake up and I smell the cheddar, yea
Got out of jail and now I’m back and I’m better
I’m better than ever, I’m better than ever, ya man
Sticks in the trunk, I’m feeling like an elephant
I feel like an elephant
All this Haitian [?], I be looking like a red man
[?]
Ain’t doin’ no stressing man
Yea, I’m the reverend
Yea, I’m the reverend
On the court, in these streets like fuck the judge
I’m on the court in these streets like fuck the jury
I came up snatching jewelry
Came up off of snatchin’ jewelry
Now I be baggin’ niggas
Now I be wackin’ niggas
Straight up toe tag a nigga
I ain’t never had a daddy nigga
I ain’t never had no pops, yea
I ain’t never had no heart, yea
Nigga, I’ll slay my pops
Nigga I’ll kill my dawg
Nigga I’ll kill your daughter, yea
Nigga I’ll kill your mama them
Yea, yea, yea nigga you better go and tell your uncle them
Yea, lil’ Kodak I’m from the projects
Yea, lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Lil’ Kodak I’m a got damn zombie
Nigga I’m a grim reaper
I never learned my lesson, somebody didn’t need a teacher
Fuck the school yea, and fuck the teacher
Young nigga, yea I got paper
You’ll need a damn calculator
Just to match up this cheddar yea
So you can match up this cheddar yea
So you can match up this cheddar yea
Flyer than a desert eagle, and I’m totin’ Beretta’s yea
And I’m dancing with the devil, yea
Dreads in my head, yea they be looking like devil horns

Gunna – Don’t Give Up

[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I’m only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap
With this bread, I stack and reload
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
I hope you don’t give up
Don’t give up, no
[Verse 1]
They call me Gunna the GOAT
Keep me a gun and I tote
Niggas be doin’ the most
Can’t go out sad with you hoes
I gotta stick to the code
I water my money then grow it
She big and it’s ’bout to explode
Tesla got suicide doors
Yes I’m reaching my goals
It’s a check every one of my shows
Had the handmaid tailor my clothes
It’s a pay day nigga, you owe
Lot of diamonds on me, I’m cold
I got fashion on me like Vogue
Whole lotta drip, better leave me alone
My bitch got pink toes
I don’t wanna leave it alone
I wanna fuck when I want
Got the piece flooded with stones
Baby not runnin’ me home
My brother dead and gone
We was just livin’ wrong
Sip out the pain in the morning

[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I’m only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap
With this bread, I stack and reload
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
I hope you don’t give up
Don’t give up, no
[Verse 2]
I used to shop at the Ross
How I still win from a loss
Got hired, done turned to a boss
Ride in that Maybach like Ross
I got this water like Voss
I wanna fuck in her mouth
They callin’, you know I’m en route
I heard that you had a drought
I made it ship, make it bounce
Every day I spill more than an ounce
Money machine, let it count
Clothes that can dress up a house
We loyal, you in our you out? I ran up my bag like a sprout
Trust me I know what it’s ’bout
Fed screams and I’m out
Get the racks and you bustin’ it down
The cash route
Run it up, showin’ no slouch
Glass house
Shittin’ on whoever look down
You nigga need you a vouch
Every day I’ma drip to the ground

[Chorus]
I call the shots, I’m a coach
I came to kill like a Zoe
I’m only feeding my folks
Climb to the top like a rope
Chokers all ’round my neck, I’ma choke
We cleaning this money with soap
With this bread, I stack and reload
Talk to God, ain’t losing no hope
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
I hope you don’t give up
Don’t give up, no

G-Eazy – No Limit (Remix) (feat. A$AP Rocky, Cardi B, French Montana, Juicy J & Belly)

[Intro: Juicy J]
Yeah, ho! Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[Bridge: G-Eazy & French Montana]
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money (Montana)
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money (G-Eazy, han!)
Ayy, yeah, fuck- skrt, skrt! Yeah, ho! Yeah, ho! [Verse 1: French Montana]
Lighters up, steam out the roof (roof, roof)
Pipe up, spittin’ like grill need a tooth (tooth, tooth)
Turnt-Turnt up, yeah, I need Camila in the group (group, group)
Paper up, double pumpin’, big with the loot (loot, loot)
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Million cash in a safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck the cuffs are in my brace
Frenchy is the name, CB is the gang
Let’s call the boys, call a couple planes
Ring on like a mason
Pussy wet, cash long, Kyrie with the mask on
Keep a hunnit, come and get some hunnits
Fuck with me and get some money
We don’t make it disappear, David Copperfield
Drop top on the Ville like a lobster tail
Talk best box free like [?]
Talk the best bitch for a happy meal

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Yeah, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, in Miami partying with Puffy, ayy
She want to fuck, I told her bring her buddy, ayy
Yeah, suck a- suck a dick or something
Yeah, what’s understood ain’t gotta be explained, ayy
Strippers at 11 keep me entertained
Money dance, money dance, just to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
A-$-A-P
I come from the bay where the Cudi say "Yee"
Touchdown in the town, I’m as big as KD
See NBA money, plant a fucking money tree
Diamonds, crystal geyser
Big body that 488’s wider
Pulling up like along came a spider
The fourth time I put a baby inside her
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say? Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Slob on my knob, like corn on the cob
I break a bitch, like Chyna did Rob
Put a ho to work, like she went and got a job
Everybody hit man, welcome to the mob (Mafia!)
Pull up another whip or something, yeah a different one
Fuck up another VIP or something, I been killing ’em
Smoke another zip or something, [?]
Take another sip or some, I ain’t lit enough
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Got them guns in my wraith
Got them ones everywhere, she got them buns in my face
I got girls on the pole, like they tryna win a race
Free that nigga Tay K, I just got another case
We get drugged up, and tear the club up
You too boring for the bitch, get your funds up
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
All these diamonds in the face
Fuck around and turn that bitch to Stevie Wonder
Yeah ho! Money dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[Bridge: G-Eazy]
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Yeah, ayy, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with me and get some money
Ayy, yeah, fuck with G and get some money Yeah! [Bridge: Belly]
Fuck with B and get some money (Belly)
Fuck with B and get some money (It’s me)
Fuck with B and get some money
Uh

[Verse 4: Belly]
Screaming "uhhh"; Master P
Baby that ass looking like a masterpiece
Used to open doors with a half a key
Fish scale by the whale, call it catch release
No limit to it, no limit
I’m still with the go-getters and the gorillas
Old paper got me dressed up like a dope dealer
Like a wholesale of money, smellin’ like a co-seller
It ain’t safe (no)
Check your bags on me, I don’t give a thang
Shoe box for my very first bank (hello)
I might pull up on your court with the tank (no limit!)
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say? [Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?

Amine – Yellow (On A Colors Show) (Live)

[Intro: Aminé]
I, yeah, I, hey
Hey-ey, uh
Hey, uh
[Verse 1: Aminé]
I was down, yeah, now I’m better (ayy)
Stuntin’ with my dogs like my first name Cruella (ruff)
Black girls love me ’cause a nigga got some feta (true)
And white girls love me like my first name Coachella (woo)
I’m a… kick drum (woo) I go pretty dumb (ayy)
West side nigga, 5-0-tree is where I’m from (true)
Lookin’ at my face, you could tell I know my place (I do)
You say, "Amen," I say, "Aminé"
Right after I say my grace
[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
[Verse 2: Aminé]
I was broke (broke) now I’m stuntin’ like my daddy
Flyest under the sea, I’m gettin’ Krabby Patties (true)
Dukes gave me juice so this beat feel like it’s caffeine
Dreadlock nigga so my hair is pretty nappy (woo)
Boppers give me love (love), I could give a fuck (no)
Young Metro said he trust her so I gave the girl a hug (hey)
Well I got a bag of tricks, I don’t do the politics (true, true)
I rock yellow on some yellow like what purple is to Prince

[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
I wanna flex (woo), I wanna show off (hey)
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard (yeah)
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself (true)
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
[Bridge: Nelly]
We’re all young and reckless
We fight for ourselves, it’s true (it’s true)
It’s good to be selfish (sometimes)
‘Cause most times they know they are too (hey)
We’re all young and reckless
We fight for ourselves, it’s true (it’s true)
It’s good to be selfish (sometimes)
‘Cause most times they know they are too (hey)
[Chorus: Aminé & Nelly]
I wanna flex, I wanna show off
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself
I wanna flex (woo), I wanna show off (hey)
Humble when I’m blunt, but I gotta go hard (yeah)
You’re damn right, I’m feelin’ myself (true)
You know you’d do the same if that was yourself

Young Nudy – Barbecue

[Chorus]
I’m a real street nigga for real
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah be for real
Y’all niggas was not for real
I am the realest of the realest
I just be really killin’
I just be really havin’ digits
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I got all your bitches
All these bitches on my dick
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits
[Verse 1]
All this money that I’m getting
Niggas hatin’, say I’m havin’ counterfeits
All these blue hundreds, all this rap money
Nigga think I’m selling bricks
But I got all this shit
You can have all this shit
Hundred rounds drums in it
You can have all this shit
I got more money motherfucker
Hell nah, ain’t worryin’ ’bout a bitch
Can’t get no money motherfucker
‘Cause you’re ’round here worryin’ ’bout a bitch
I got your bitch on my dick
Worryin’ ’bout me, worryin’ ’bout your bitch
Big money, big shit
Say I’m havin’ counterfeit
Real blue hundreds, bitch
Nigga you can check the strip
Playin’, you would get stripped
Niggas slime set trip
I’ll shoot him off the rip
Nigga playin’, get flipped
I just be flippin’ my money
Came up from the block, servin’ these junkies
Niggas ain’t gettin’ no money

[Chorus]
I’m a real street nigga for real
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah big for real
Y’all niggas win that for real
I am the realest of the realest
I just be really killin’
I just be really havin’ digits
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I got all your bitches
All these bitches on my dick
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits
[Verse 2]
A young nigga like me came from apartments, wasn’t shit, yeah
Now everywhere I go double cup and I keep a bad bitch
Hoes wanna hate, hoes wanna hate, guess what, fuck you bitch
You had the chance, be with the man, now I treat you like shit
Now I don’t show no love
Dirty lil bitch can’t get nothin’ but this dick
All this goddamn money all these hoes, all these hoes ain’t shit
I know how it go
Fuck for the money, been known the ho ain’t shit
Nah I don’t care for these hoes
Everywhere I go, treat these hoes like shit

[Chorus]
I’m a real street nigga for real
I’ma get the money, yeah for real
Your ho made me fuck her in the grill
I wanna slap meat on her grill
I just wanna be the king of the hill
Big slimeball, yeah big for real
Y’all niggas win that for real
I am the realest of the realest
I just be really killin’
I just be really havin’ digits
I be gettin’ all the bitches
I be fuckin’ all the bitches
I got all your bitches
All these bitches on my dick
I can’t help this shit, hoes having fits

Ozuna – La Modelo (feat. Cardi B)

[Intro: Ozuna]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verso 1: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Yo quiero hacerte tantas cosas sin enamorarte
Quiero que te sientas cómoda, así vamo’ aparte
Así, como tú quieras, te hago el amor
Y pa’ mí, modélame, bebé, en ropa interior
[Coro: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Querer probar algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero probar algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Post-Coro: Ozuna]
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pam, rapa pa pam
Así es que la quiero, quiero

[Estribillo: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Si la viera, baila hasta sola
Peligrosa como una pistola
Rompe la disco, to’ el mundo menciona
Pero esa mami conmigo es de cora
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo demora
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo demora
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
[Coro: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero el probar algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero probar, algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Verso 2: Cardi B]
For me to think that you are the one for me
Left your baby mom, know Cardi’s your wife-to-be
Ex had me locked up, but you came to set me free
They say you not my type, but you got my type of [?]
So answer this, can you hold me? Patek on the wrist, both arms, that’s what us do
Mansion on the Hills, half/half if you want to
That’s only if you want to

[Estribillo: Ozuna & Cardi B]
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo de mora
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
Bésame, báilame ahora
Me mete sudando, su cuerpo de mora
De todas las babys ella es la championa
Se pone loquita si me escucha en la emisora, y ahora
[Coro: Cardi B & Ozuna]
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero el probar, algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
Y de pensar que yo contigo quiero estar
Quiero probar, algo de ti pa’ no olvidar
Yo no me sé ni su nombre, pero la quiero
Pasó y dejó su fragancia y hasta me desespero
[Post-Coro: Ozuna]
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai
Así es que la quiero, quiero
Rapa pa pai, rapa pa pai (oh, oh)
Y rapa pa pam, rapa pa pam
Así es que la quiero, quiero Can I trust you?

Rapsody – Sassy

Squad! Squad! Squad! Oh, you mad cuz I survived?! On the way up
[Chorus]
Oh, you mad that I survived and I ain’t comin down
Squad! Squad baby, Look around
See me coming, see me coming
We ain’t slowin down
On the way up, on the way up
You can’t touch me now
[Verse 2]
Snow Hill is my home, hour from the beach
Small town beef it’ll don’t get that deep
I grew up wit you, and you grew up wit me
Throw a few hands, and we good next week
Niggas wanna buck it ain’t hot enough for heat
Homie, I know your whole family
Johnny, Antwan, rest in peace
I went off to college, young Denise
Young Kelis, how I left my address
Pulled up to Grammys errrh, all red
When I step to mic Um! Squad! See em all dead
Visionary, won’t never scared
Never backed down if I was ever dared
I can’t be compared, I wear a black berets
I got a panther in me, I’m Cameron nigga
I only play ball where the winners winning, ok

[Refrain]
Diamonds tween my knees
Oil wells in thighs
Does my sassiness upset you? Oh, you mad cuz I survived?! Squad baby, Look around
See me coming, see me coming
We ain’t slowin down
On the way up, on the way up
You can’t touch me now
[Refrain]
I got diamonds tween my knees
Oil wells in thighs
Does my sassiness upset you? Squad! Squad baby, Look around
See me coming, see me coming
We ain’t slowin down
On the way up, on the way up
You can’t touch me now Squad! Oh, you mad cuz I survived?! On the way up

[Chorus]
Oh, you mad that I survived and I ain’t comin down
Squad! On the way up
[Chorus]
Oh, you mad that I survived and I ain’t comin down
Squad! [Verse 1]
Arnetta – know me very well
La’Neise she know me very well
Jabari I know him very well
I got around guards, no carousel
When it got deep, I grew wings and parasailed
Read the bible way more than fairytales
Thought I wouldn’t elevate I took the stairwell
Watch em stare well, yeah I’m very well
See these pretty wings, I maxed well
I’m Fortunate, im the sexiest
Imma tomboys, you love a tomboy
Check the time y’all all too late, tick tick
Got no chill, but I do got the netflix
You can watch the movies or me
I like my tshirts wit no sleeves
Ain’t gotta bare arms to show I’m deadly
In a league of my own
Watch what you say you don’t know who you among
Speak a little truth, (ahhh)
Here come the stones
Throw me a few, look I got good bones
Diamonds tween my knees
Oil wells in thighs
Does my sassiness upset you?

Jack Johnson – Big Sur

Behind the wheel against the road
Next to you is central coast
The central thought within my mind
Is how to stay within these lines, but still be free
Beneith the ground the giants sleep and maybe we’re just in their dreams
The setting sun with every turn
Above the ground the oak trees burn
And they wheep, for rain
And for this endless conversation
Instigated by the stars
A pocket knife and no guitar
Coffee cup a deck of cards
To run dashboard feet
Flashlight children by the streem
A box of books
A book of rocks
One for the birds
One for the knots
That I will learn how to tie around this day
From sliding away
From this endless conversation
Instigated by the stars
A little word to keep it perdy
Facinated by it all

The first awake will stoke the coals
The early morning river roads
The last one in the swing will break
Stones will stake the kids will make those lines
Rocks and boxes by the creek
Words are broken smoke signals will leads us into the light
Into it all and
Always endless conversations
Implicated by the stars
A little wood to keep it burning
Facinated by it all

Raven Felix – Bad For Me

[Verse 1]
All of my days, all of my nights sitting at home
You were supposed to be here with me, instead I’m alone
Can’t figure out what made you switch [up] the way you did
Shit just ain’t makin’ sense
Cuz you know I’m the best one for you
We broke up so many times but all it takes is a late night text you’re comin through
We lovin, we hatin each other
It’s funny we don’t wanna start up somethin new
Your body, my body, it’s when you’re on top of me that I just feel so comfortable
I know that I should be down with you but
[Chorus]
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
[Postchorus]
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, no
[Verse 2]
Even though I know you toxic, I should know better
But I’m still reminded of your touch when it’s just us
Love is blinding, or is it just lust
Got me feelin like ya sex is a narcotic
But shit is so wrong
Should be doin this at all
Don’t know why I answer when you call
Cuz deep down I know just what you are
You ruined a good thing
But somehow I’m crazy enough to still let you use me
Cuz I’m using you too
And I’m just as fucked up as you
Smokin, drinkin a hundred proof
Doin whatever I wanna do
And yeah I know that I should be done witchu but
[Chorus]
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
Everything that feels so good is bad for me, bad for me yeah
[Postchorus]
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, no
[Outro]
You told me, you told me, you told me that you was a loyal dude
If only, if only, if only, if only you told the truth
No need to lie bout it, nah
No need to lie about it

Union J – Carry You lyrics

Don’t ever say you’re lonely
Just lay your problems on me
And I’ll be waiting there for you
The stars can be so blinding
When you get tired of fighting
You know the one you can look to
When the vision you have gets blurry
You dont have to worry, I’ll be your eyes
It’s the least I can do, cause when I fell, you pulled me through
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you
I know it’s been a long night, but now im here it’s alright
I dont mind walking in your shoes
We’ll take each step together, til you come back to center
You know that I know the real you
And when the vision you have gets blurry
You dont have to worry, I’ll be your eyes
That’s the least I can do, cause when I fell, you pulled me through
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you
Like you’ve been running for hours and can’t catch your breath
The demons are screaming so loud in your head
You’re tired you’re broken you’re cut and you’re bruised
But nothing’s too heavy just hold on, I’ll carry you
I’ll carry you
[instrumental]
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you
So you know that
I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you, I’ll carry you