Little Mix – Notice lyrics

Boy, I want you, but I’ma need to fill my sweet tooth
I can’t help it, if it ain’t you, uh huh
Boy, open invitation, take me down
Now covered up in lace to wait around
So, tell me, ah
I don’t think you notice, I don’t think you care
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? There’s sex in the air
I don’t think you notice
So what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Flip it over and recline it? There’s sex in the air
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? There’s sex in the air
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Uh huh
I don’t think you know what I been doing
And what I got on, for you to take off
I don’t think you notice, I don’t think you care
I don’t think you notice
So what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Tell me you don’t (Tell me you don’t)
Tell me you do (Tell me you do)
Notice (Tell me, tell me)
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Tell me you don’t (Tell me you don’t)
Tell me you do (Tell me you do)
You notice (ooh)
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? (Notice me, notice me, notice me, notice ooh)
(Notice me, notice me, notice me) And dress me just the way I like it? Oh, since you noticed, I feel like you been losing focus
You lost the fire where the smoke is, uh huh
Do you wanna get behind it? Tell me you don’t, tell me you do
You notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? I don’t think you know what I been doing, oh
What I got on (got on)
For you to take off (ah)
Yeah, I’ma take off if you make me wait
I don’t think you notice, I don’t think you care
I don’t think you notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice? Tell me you don’t (don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t)
Tell me you do (do, do, do, do)
Notice
So, what’s the point of wearing that then if you never notice?

​Ariana Grande – thank u, next Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Thought I’d end up with Sean
But he wasn’t a match
Wrote some songs about Ricky
Now I listen and laugh
Even almost got married
And for Pete, I’m so thankful
Wish I could say, “Thank you” to Malcolm
‘Cause he was an angel
[Pre-Chorus]
One taught me love
One taught me patience
And one taught me pain
Now, I’m so amazing
I’ve loved and I’ve lost
But that’s not what I see
So, look what I got
Look what you taught me
And for that, I say
[Chorus]
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next (Next)
Thank you, next (Next)
I’m so fuckin’—
[Verse 2]
Spend more time with my friends
I ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
Plus, I met someone else
We havin’ better discussions
I know they say I move on too fast
But this one gon’ last
‘Cause her name is Ari
And I’m so good with that (So good with that)
[Pre-Chorus]
She taught me love (Love)
She taught me patience (Patience)
How she handles pain (Pain)
That shit’s amazing (Yeah, she’s amazing)
I’ve loved and I’ve lost (Yeah, yeah)
But that’s not what I see (Yeah, yeah)
‘Cause look what I’ve found (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no need for searching, and for that, I say
[Chorus]
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Thank you)
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Said thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Next)
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
[Post-Chorus]
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
I’m so fucking—
[Bridge]
One day I’ll walk down the aisle
Holding hands with my mama
I’ll be thanking my dad
‘Cause she grew from the drama
Only wanna do it once, real bad
Gon’ make that shit last
God forbid something happens
Least this song is a smash (Song is a smash)
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve got so much love (Love)
Got so much patience (Patience)
I’ve learned from the pain (Pain)
I turned out amazing (Turned out amazing)
I’ve loved and I’ve lost (Yeah, yeah)
But that’s not what I see (Yeah, yeah)
‘Cause look what I’ve found (Yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no need for searching
And for that, I’ll say
[Chorus]
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
Thank you, next (Thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Said thank you, next)
Thank you, next (Next)
I’m so fuckin’ grateful for my ex
[Post-Chorus]
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Yeah, yee
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Thank you, next
Yeah, yee

Quando Rondo – Unconditional Lyrics

[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ay
Ooo, Quando Rondo nigga
Winners circle
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Unconditional fake love, that’s what they showed me (Showed me)
I been grindin’, perfect timin’ on my Rollie (Rollie)
EA Sports, I’m in the game ballin’ like Kobe (Kobe)
In the trenches rockin’ out wit’ my lil’ woadie
My girl rock her like a rockstar wit’ no guitar
I’ve been [?] on these bad, bad broads, all these pop stars
Cruisin’ on an interstate in a fast car
Bring the real cat scat, practice, not a NASCAR
NASCAR
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
Same pitfall, who we get, we were paper chasin’
Rubber bands inside my shoebox
Ain’t no nothin’ ’bout no safe (’Bout no safe)
Spendin’ shit and get it back it back again
That fixture’s in rotation (In rotation)
I know these niggas hatin’ but [?] it ’cause that just motivates
She hit it from the back, my jack got beated on her
Caught the pussy, gave that hustle and then I skeeted on her
I cut my partner off, no scissors, realized I ain’t needed homie
I put my trust in that lil’ bitty but she [?] around and cheated on me
Constant conversations with me ex, she wanna be together
I came up from the bottom so my motto “yeah, we Rich Forever”
Free my nigga Queasy, we hit licks together
Beefin’ wit’ the Opps, we swang that block
We take the sticks together, yeah
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Unconditional fake love, that’s what they showed me (Showed me)
I been grindin’, perfect timin’ on my Rollie (Rollie)
EA Sports, I’m in the game ballin’ like Kobe (Kobe)
In the trenches rockin’ out wit’ my lil’ woadie
My girl rock her like a rockstar wit’ no guitar
I’ve been [?] on these bad, bad broads, all these pop stars
Cruisin’ on an interstate in a fast car
Bring the real cat scat, practice, not a NASCAR
NASCAR
[Verse 2: Lancito]
Pull up in a fast car wit’ the doors goin’ suicide
Money over bitches, that forever be my alibi
Had to leave my bitch ’cause she [?] with the other side
Catch her wit’ a nigga, choppa singin’ like a lullaby
My new bitch, she be carvin’ but I think I love the chase tho’
Nike shoebox, got me screamin’ [?] a safe tho’
Stars in the ceilin’, this this outta space flow
They wanna let me [?] but let me hit in a Wraith tho’
My momma, she be trippin’ all night, I be schemin’
Balmain’s is on my body, it protects me from my demons
Half a mil’ on Worldstar, think I must be dreamin’
That’s my baby girl, she the Kel to my Kenan
And these niggas wanna beat me, they need me
And they know soon they gon’ see me, on TV
I be [?] all these pop stars like RiRi
Swear this shit is not a game now, believe me
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Unconditional fake love, that’s what they showed me (Showed me)
I been grindin’, perfect timin’ on my Rollie (Rollie)
EA Sports, I’m in the game ballin’ like Kobe (Kobe)
In the trenches rockin’ out wit’ my lil’ woadie
My girl rock her like a rockstar wit’ no guitar
I’ve been [?] on these bad, bad broads, all these pop stars
Cruisin’ on an interstate in a fast car
Bring the real cat scat, practice, not a NASCAR
NASCAR

Jay Critch – Hell Is On You Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, Aye
[Chorus]
Money called in I’ll be up in the morning
Money called in best believe that I’m balling
You ain’t getting money what the hell is you on? They gonna tell me I got in on my own (Hey!)
Smoke on the block with the propane
Cookie came from the coast
Eleven Gucci, ah, Gucci my toes
I wear the Gucci, it’s straight out the store
Whip in that foreign got road rage
I might flex on a hoe
Gotta keep flexing them days I was broke
Wifey keep texting keep that on the low They gonna tell me I got in on my own (Hey!)
Smoke on the block with the propane
Cookie came from the coast
Eleven Gucci, ah, Gucci my toes
I wear the Gucci, it’s straight out the store
Whip in that foreign got road rage
I might flex on a hoe
Gotta keep flexing them days I was broke
Wifey keep texting keep that on the low
[Hook]
I can’t be stressing, I just keep the dough, man
In the Bentley look like cocaine
Why he talking he a no-name
Thirties, cook em’ up like low, man
I’m on some other shit
They say they balling they really be fumbling
Imma just fuck her and say that I’m done with it
I put your gang on the map and they loving it
Hey, I went through pain for the racks she can’t touch me, nah
She hop in the V, give me jaw
We rockin’ the lean get it all
I hurt her head and can’t hear them at all
I know they with it but I cannot fall
They like “Hood favourite that money get tall”
Pay for the pavement but don’t get involved
She let me glaze it I don’t even call
Imma hit it this shit off, Chris Paul
Off that Henny I don’t want, Crystal
Niggas’ playing like they tough, they soft
We got money had a marriage, I got a bad bitch, ass fat she embarrassed
Call her anything but average, paper be stacking
Add that to the carriage
[Chorus]
(Aye), Money called in I’ll be up in the morning
Money called in best believe that I’m balling
You ain’t getting money what the hell is you on?

Toro y Moi – Ordinary Pleasure Lyrics

[Intro: Toro y Moi]
It’s always the same as always
It’s a game that we play
No ones safe
[Hook: Toro y Moi]
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all this pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
[verse 1: Toro y Moi]
Does sex even sell anymore
I feel like I’ve seen it all
Or maybe I’m just old
Or maybe old
[Hook: Toro y Moi]
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all this pleasure, even with all this weather
Think it can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
[Verse 2: Toro y Moi]
Oh this world, thinks I’m [?]
Makes it hard for me [to feel] what I’m thinking
So its fine if you gotta live a way
Oh its fine if you gotta live away
[Hook: Toro y Moi]
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Nothing can make me better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all this pleasure, even with all this weather
Oh nothing can really make it better oh no
[Outro]
Ooh, ah ah
Ooh, ooh ooh, ah
Ooh, ooh ooh, ah

Dave East – No Pork Lyrics

You not goin’ to war”
If I go get her cigarettes, it might be opps at the store
I’m servin’ with no tennis net, I might get stopped by the law
Pooch said he paranoid, he had some rocks in his drawers
They on a mission, kill the witness and they all might get off
I keep some money on my phone just cause they bro might’ve called
Might die speaking out of turn, niggas don’t know when to talk
We do it big, fuck a pig, cook my food with no pork
Just tryna win, cause I ain’t really in the mood for no loss
Can’t be scared of the night, you already knew it got dark
Keep it trill and try to build, that’s what I do when I talk
A month for rent just for the heels, look at her shoes as she walk
I’m tryna listen, and honestly, I’m just not choosing to talk
That Maybach just got washed, take off your shoes in my car
Them niggas that never supported act like you been a star
Wine sippin, twistin’ cigars
I’m watchin’ Steven Segal, thinking I ain’t need a dollar from niggas, just need a call
Ask me how I’m doin’
Communication out the window, that’s how shit get ruined
I won’t go unless my crew in
I always been a student
I roll with a bunch of Devils in blue, I’m on some Duke shit
Got bitches on some Luke shit
Took xanax out my diet, cause it used to make my mood switch
Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it
[Outro]
Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it
Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it No scale, I was eyeballin’ that product
Watched a couple niggas die over that product
I got high and I forgot it
Magnum on me, Lil had the Charger, nigga we dodged it
Malik was all about bitches on some Chico DeBarge shit
Henny, drunk it straight, we wouldn’t mix a drink
Bando waking me up out my sleep, I’m off a perc in front of medicine
Now when it get cold, I just hope my daughter can fit her mink
The hottest in New York, I could give a fuck what you niggas think
Gelato, smell it on us, we pull up, they like “them niggas stink”
You not a boss, niggas still sending you to get a drink
I told Mack, empty that shit if you see a nigga blink
Was sellin’ grams, but Cam had me wantin’ to go and get it pink
When Pegasus was open
We born into this shit, niggas is chosen
Seen niggas lose they life over clothing
I told Shoota, we gon’ get rich no matter what
They was happy when we was done, now we see them they mad as fuck
We ain’t gotta live in the projects no more, I dropped out, but it’s funny, I’m hittin’ college on tour
I need them fresh, cop them again if I copped them before
Charlotte Hornets, top and bottom colored Aqua Valore
Ikey used to let me in after the locks on the door
I ain’t speeding, I ain’t smoking, fuck you stopping me for? I hid my first .38 behind the socks in my drawer
My momma asked me “Why you got a gun? Life
Live it
You only get one
[Verse 1]
Make a couple dollars think you cool, until your kids gettin’ followed after school
We ain’t never followed rules
I just want the crib that got the pool
Niggas jumped him, he went home and got his tool, shorty fed up
Everything on the line, you either die or give that bread up
This the Mafia so don’t be embarrassed, walk with your head up
Youngin’ with an opinion, the OGs told me to shut up
You tryna open shop, go get a gun before you set up
Shots’ll give your body a physical, fuck a check up
I know Yankees fans that’ll kill you just cause the Mets up
Never will I let up
The girls that couldn’t talk on the phone is givin’ the head up
How much of this can measure?