Phora – Alive Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah, mm
I got it, yeah
[Chorus]
Time passing us by, time passing us by (Time passing us by)
I don’t wanna keep livin’ in a lie (Livin’ in a lie)
When I’m right here with you, only time I’m alive (Only time I’m alive)
I need you now, when can you (When can you)
When can you (When can you)
When can you (When can you)
When can you (When can you)
[Verse]
Yeah, when can you come to me? (Come to me?)
Please, just don’t run from me, oh (Run from me)
I need your company (Company)
I need your company, woah
Ooh-woah
[Chorus]
Time passing us by, time passing us by (Time passing us by)
I don’t wanna keep livin’ in a lie (Livin’ in a lie)
When I’m right here with you, only time I’m alive (Only time I’m alive)
I need you now, when can you (When can you)
[Outro]
I’m still so numb inside (Numb inside), yeah
But you make me feel alive
I’m still so numb inside (Numb inside), yeah
But you make me feel alive
Numb inside (Numb inside)
You make me feel alive (Alive)
Numb inside (Numb inside), yeah
Numb inside

Chance the Rapper – Eternal Lyrics

This before your time
I used to two-step in the 019
I always been fine, this is not new wine
I just happened to find a way to live my whole life in my prime
Side niggas don’t look this good, can’t cook this good
Can’t fuck this good, can’t get right
You send him to the store and forget that he left
You send me to the store, I come back with a chef
I’ll come back out of breath
While your side nigga sittin’ at the club with a booty on his chin like a cleft
I don’t never want two that’s the same as the next
I made the three more famous than Steph
No cap, that’s a roundhouse kick to a Jameson’s neck
I got a Jada Pinkett keeping sure my shame is in check
Cross-legged in the dojo, my master, mentor
Side chicks can’t take out splinters
Side chicks make they Kool-Aid with Splenda
Side chicks can’t come to Auntie Linda’s house
They gon’ send her off, they gon’ send her out
To buy more things that they hid in the couch
Don’t you know that side niggas can’t cop no Tesla? Pull up in a ring like wrestlers
Pop out at the soccer game with the VVS’s and a bunch of snacks
Model X Falcon, backseat, doing jumping jacks
20-1-9, I want it one of a kind
2020, I’ma be ahead of my time
Twenty thousand leagues, the biggest fish in the pond
But if you never go fishing, it’s something you’ll never find
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)
[Verse 2: Smino]
I know some shawties that’ll blast for me over blasphemy
And throw that ass for me, show my last to sleep
Huh, slow motion so I had to see
Before you start, fill my glass, wipe my glasses
I love her passion, ooh (Sweet)
I drunk her passionfruit (Sweet)
I’m runnin’ through your organs like when I pass the hoop
I wanna pass the ball, I don’t pass the ball
I’m Kobe, baby, I ate it up
I ain’t ate all month, you lookin’ like a plate of lunch
Sentiment was edgy if she let her get stoned
Almost fell in love, I hurt my heart from these songs
Terminally known, she can feel it in the stones
Huh, now she giving me ultimatums
I told her I hate tomatoes, some chances, I gotta take ’em
I can’t see for the life of me
Why all these hoes like me when I got wifey? Play this song
[Intro: Chance the Rapper]
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, gotta throw it down
[Refrain: Chance the Rapper]
Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh
Side niggas can’t dance like this, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh
Side niggas can’t stand like this, uh-uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (You know what time it is)
[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
What you know about this? Side chicks can’t do flat twists
Bet a dollar you could buy me a Brisk (Yeah, yeah)
Side chicks can’t cook no grits
Grits, nigga, grits
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)
[Refrain: Chance the Rapper]
Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh
Side niggas can’t dance like this, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh
Side niggas can’t stand like this, uh-uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Oh yeah

Charlie Puth – Up All Night Lyrics

Play this song
Well, I get the thrill run down my spine
When I see you hitting me up
Feelin’ so electrified
With the heat of a million suns
You know just one touch can keep me high
And I think I’ll never come down
Till a couple days go by
And you’re nowhere to be found…
Up all night
Up all night
All the things that you said to me yesterday
Playing over in my mind
It’s a crime
It’s a crime
How you’re reeling me in with the games you play
Then you hang me out to dry
So I try to shake you out my head
Try to dance with somebody new
But you got those lips so red
And that smoking voice, you do
So I know it’s pointless anyway
Cause there ain’t nobody else
That could light me up so bright
And break this crazy spell
Up all night
Up all night
All the things that you said to me yesterday
Playing over in my mind
It’s a crime
It’s a crime
How you’re reeling me in with the games you play
Then you hang me out to dry
If I wait a little longer
Then maybe you’ll come back around
Wait a little longer
Then maybe you’ll be ready now
Cause I would wait forever
For you to fall back into my arms
So come on
Up all night
Up all night
All the things that you said to me yesterday
Playing over in my mind
It’s a crime
It’s a crime
How you’re reeling me in with the games you play
Then you hang me out to dry
Up all night
Up all night
All the things that you said to me yesterday
Playing over in my mind
It’s a crime
It’s a crime
How you’re reeling me in with the games you play
Then you hang me out to dry
How you’re reeling me in with the games you play
Then you hang me out to dry

Rebecca Black – Friday Lyrics

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after…wards
I don’t want this weekend to end
[Rap Verse]
R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin’ in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I’m drivin’, cruisin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes
Wit’ a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C’mon) Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend
We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
[Rebecca Black – Verse 2]
7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take? Play this song
(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Rebecca Black – Verse 1]
7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

Eminem – Love The Way You Lie Lyrics

Play this song
Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that’s alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that’s alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I can’t tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there’s a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can’t breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It’s like I’m in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It’s like I’m huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I sufficate
And right before im about to drown
She resuscitates me
She fucking hates me
And I love it
Wait
Where you going
I’m leaving you
No you ain’t
Come back
We’re running right back
Here we go again
It’s so insane
Cause when it’s going good
It’s going great
I’m Superman
With the wind in his bag
She’s Lois Lane
But when it’s bad
It’s awful
I feel so ashamed
I snap
Who’s that dude
I don’t even know his name
I laid hands on her
I’ll never stoop so low again
I guess I don’t know my own strength
Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that’s alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that’s alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
You ever love somebody so much
You can barely breathe
When you’re with them
You meet
And neither one of you
Even know what hit ’em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills
Used to get ’em
Now you’re getting fucking sick
Of looking at ’em
You swore you’ve never hit ’em
Never do nothing to hurt ’em
Now you’re in each other’s face
Spewing venom
And these words
When you spit ’em
You push
Pull each other’s hair
Scratch, claw, bit ’em
Throw ’em down
Pin ’em
So lost in the moments
When you’re in ’em
It’s the rage that took over
It controls you both
So they say it’s best
To go your separate ways
Guess that they don’t know ya
Cause today
That was yesterday
Yesterday is over
It’s a different day
Sound like broken records
Playin’ over
But you promised her
Next time you’ll show restraint
You don’t get another chance
Life is no Nintendo game
But you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave
Out the window
Guess that’s why they call it window pane
Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that’s alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that’s alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Now I know we said things
Did things
That we didn’t mean
And we fall back
Into the same patterns
Same routine
But your temper’s just as bad
As mine is
You’re the same as me
But when it comes to love
You’re just as blinded
Baby please come back
It wasn’t you
Baby it was me
Maybe our relationship
Isn’t as crazy as it seems
Maybe that’s what happens
When a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is
I love you too much
To walk away though
Come inside
Pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don’t you hear sincerity
In my voice when I talk
Told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I’m pissed
I’ll aim my fist
At the dry wall
Next time
There will be no next time
I apologize
Even though I know it’s lies
I’m tired of the games
I just want her back
I know I’m a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
I’mma tie her to the bed
And set the house on fire
Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that’s alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that’s alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

Juice WRLD – Spanglish Lyrics

Put that bitch in the back of a Beamer
In the cut and I’m toting my nina
Spill lean on my clothes, race to the dry cleaners
I take off in that car like a cheetah
Got a Spanish bitch, that’s my amiga
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I choose hoes nigga (I choose you)
[Chorus]
I’m just tryna fuck his main bitch (I choose you)
I’m just toting on my stainless (I choose you)
Nigga fuck ya’ and everyone ya’ hang with (I choose you)
Choppa talking, that bitch speaking spanglish (I choose you)
Flex on that bitch like a sit-up, drink Codeine, no liquor (Aye)
White mask on my face, I do not fuck with these niggas (Aye, skrt skrt aye)
You ain’t tough nigga, you’s a fuck nigga (Huh, what else)
My lil’ gun a thottie, load it up, it fuck niggas (Gang gang gang)
Perky in my body, I love to bust niggas (Gang gang, gang)
Bomb like Kamikaze, this K from Russia ho’ (Gang gang, gang)
Desert eagle show no love, it just lust niggas (Gang)
I see all the fuck shit with my eyes closed (Gang)
[Outro]
Daytrip took it to ten
Gang
999 that’s the gang
ABK that’s the gang
808 that’s the gang
That’s the gang
That’s the gang
Daytrip took it to ten Play this song
[Intro]
999, oh
Daytrip took it to ten
[Chorus]
I’m just tryna fuck his main bitch (Woah, woah, woah)
I’m just toting on my stainless (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Nigga fuck ya’ and everyone ya’ hang with (Nigga fuck you)
Choppa talking, that bitch speaking spanglish (Gra, gra, gra)
Flex on that bitch like a sit-up, drink Codeine, no liquor (Huh, ya dig)
White mask on my face, I do not fuck with these niggas
You ain’t tough nigga, you’s a fuck nigga (Huh, what else)
My lil’ gun a thottie, load it up, it fuck niggas (Uh huh, fuck)
Perky in my body, I love to bust niggas (Bitch)
Bomb like Kamikaze, this K from Russia ho’ (Gra)
Desert eagle show no love, it just lust niggas (Fuck ’em)
I see all the fuck shit with my eyes closed
[Verse 1]
I’m in the cut getting green like a farmer (Uh, huh)
I put the gun to your head like a barber (Uh, huh)
I fuck in your bitch in a room in Ramada (Uh, huh)
Not at the W, save me some drama (Uh, huh)
I’m taking W’s, no I ain’t not losing (Uh, huh)
Crank that gun like Soulja Boy, you (Uh, huh)
Smoke the strongest marijuana (Uh, huh)
It’ll take you the moon
I’ma admit, I’m taking the shrooms (Woo)
Gun on my hip move dirt like brooms (Yeah)
Shit, I’d rather be rich and mad
Then to be broke and hurt like you (Lil’ bitch)
Long ass barrel, pool stick
Load the clip, lose it
Beat it up, give it a fight
Fuck the bitch, abuse it (Lil’ bitch)
[Chorus]
I’m just tryna fuck his main bitch (Fuck his main bitch)
I’m just toting on my stainless (On my motherfucking)
Nigga fuck ya’ and everyone ya’ hang with (Nigga fuck you)
Choppa talking, that bitch speaking spanglish (Gra gra gra)
Flex on that bitch like a sit-up, drink Codeine, no liquor (Huh, ya dig)
White mask on my face, I do not fuck with these niggas
You ain’t tough nigga, you’s a fuck nigga (Huh, what else)
My lil’ gun a thottie, load it up, it fuck niggas (Uh huh, fuck)
Perky in my body, I love to bust niggas (Yeah I do)
Bomb like Kamikaze, this K from Russia ho’ (Gra)
Desert eagle show no love, it just lust niggas (Fuck ’em)
I see all the fuck shit with my eyes closed (I do)
[Verse 2]
Perks by the case load
Run up on me, case closed (Uh)
I’ma let the K blow
Let the K blow
Fucking on a slut ho’ (Lil’ bitch)
That’s your slut bro
Come and get your slut bro
Yeah she got’s to go
Suck my dick so sloppily
Put the sloppy in sloppy joe
Pull up on the scene, Monopoly
Damn that’s a money [?]
Fuck with me that’s a catastrophe
One million plus two million, bitch do the math for me (Count it up, count it up)
I’m smoking on gas, I’m chilling
These fuck niggas in they feelings (What else)
Mad cause a young nigga stay winning (What else)
Mad cause a young nigga stay shining (What else)
Mad cause a young nigga stay grinning
Take off those fake ass diamonds
Who the fuck you thought you was tricking
Who the fuck you thought you was running up on
You thought a young nigga was slippin’?

Playboi Carti – Don’t Worry Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, hold up
Got that old coupe outside
Yeah‚ yeah‚ hold up
Got that old coupe outside
That be Maaly Raw
Hold on
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Don’t worry ’bout this (Pop some)
Can’t worry ’bout me (I’m tryna pop some)
Hold up‚ yeah (Can’t worry ’bout me, I’m tryna pop some)
I’m tryna lose some (Yeah)
I’m tryna fuck all these bitches (I’m tryna pop some)
We tryna get some (We tryna, yeah)
We tryna get these bands
We tryna count up
We tryna get geeked
We tryna count up
We tryna get it in
[Verse: Wiz Khalifa]
Okay
She wanna pop up
Break it down‚ then she hop up
Now she givin’ that top up
Drinkin’ McQueen, no Vodka
[?] what she rockin’
Look like her booty talkin’
She got drip like a faucet
We record it then watch it
No, I won’t make a promise
All about makin’ dollars
Make it bounce like Impalas
Ooh you gon’ get me caught up
All that ass‚ I can’t fight the temptation (Okay)
Hard to keep the skirt down when she shake it
In the west, but smokin’ like Jamaicans
Can’t do nothing for her, if she basic
Got her with me rolling up and drankin’
Ass up in the air, the pillow where her face is
Aye, aye, okay
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Don’t worry ’bout this (Pop some)
Can’t worry ’bout me (I’m tryna pop some)
Hold up, yeah (Can’t worry ’bout me, I’m tryna pop some)
I’m tryna lose some (Yeah)
I’m tryna fuck all these bitches (I’m tryna pop some)
We tryna get some (We tryna, yeah)
We tryna get these bands
We tryna count up
We tryna get geeked
We tryna count up
We tryna get it in
[Open Verse]
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Don’t worry ’bout this (Pop some)
Can’t worry ’bout me (I’m tryna pop some)
Hold up, yeah (Can’t worry ’bout me, I’m tryna pop some)
I’m tryna lose some (Yeah)
I’m tryna fuck all these bitches (I’m tryna pop some)
We tryna get some (We tryna, yeah)
We tryna get these bands
We tryna count up
We tryna get geeked
We tryna count up
We tryna get it in
[Outro]
That be Maaly Raw

Chip – Daily Duppy Lyrics

Nigga you’ll see what I do
I ain’t Tyson, I don’t bite man, prep up
But I’m Tyson, I get knocked down, get up
Man know the motto, been cash, man pen up
Rap game jarring but I ain’t quite fed up
I ain’t even talkin’ ’bout jarring youts
When I say fed up, I mean more food
I get the pen, start barking tunes
Stuck in your head like the Barking tune
We don’t spark, we bark these zoots
They’re no bite, we’ll bark these yutes
Who’s the young G that came through with the OG’s that can still out bar these yutes
Sitting here with this Gelato three five
I quit rappin’ before I’m three five
Your lyrical levels are knee high
Can’t kick up a beat like… like… rampin’ Chip been snappin’
Diss  me, I diss myself better, B-Rabbit
Gaucho, I get my steak with some veg’ but I never had my beef and came out cabbaged
Chip  don’t have it, oh, he’s savage
Pot belly on me, yeah the champs’ do damage
Best friend moved to LA, said he saw the bigger picture and he ain’t on the mic, he trappin’
I ain’t oblivious to scales in the room
Boy  it’s piff when I spit off the scale when I boom
Big Chip got the wave, you got the plague, I pray please God keep us out the same rooms
Cah I’m about the good vibes, good life, tryna have a good time
Good guy but tell you what the hood’s like
You must’ve thought I’m a do it by the book guy
I’ma get the money by rook or crook like
I was in the mud, had to climb up for fresh air
Why you think it’s mic’ corn when they step here
Chip’s gonna run out of bars, not even next year
Why is it they wanna see you fall when you get there? Play this song
[Intro]
Ay J, you know blud
Like  Adz would say, “ya’know I’m sayin?”
Daily  Duppy
Fanatics
Yo
[Verse]
How  long I been rappin’? Not askin’
It’s cool babe, hold this
Don’t drink if your body can’t hold it
LP, Dom P, I’m on my grown shit
You a wifey or thot babe, own it, it’s cool, I condone it
My mind been zoning, the weed shop that I go stays open
I got a few addictions but I’m coping
Like, sometimes I wanna quit smoking
Nah, fuck that, I’m rolling, I’m fucking bipolar
I don’t need diagnosing, I own up
I love young niggas chatting like olders
Cah boy I was twenty one feelin’ grown up
Now I see the generation gap and how it’s fuckin’ up the culture
Murder me a new rapper, charge it to the culture
Ain’t no pigeon ’bout to play with this vulture
I don’t get comfy, pussy I’m kosher, nobody told ya? Get where? Get here, money or they get aired
Text Ash like, “yo fam has the cheque cleared?”
Boy I ain’t got a leng but I got a pen
I make a hundred in a year and only drop ten
Niggas can’t gun me
Raskit like Dizzee, nobody spun me
Step correct when I push, gotta love it, haters wan’ touch him
This chain Cuban, security Russian
I ain’t taking no chances
Stand still, see the diamonds just dancin’
Give gyally champagne, more glasses
Couple dry mout’ gyal just glancin’, what drink? Uh
Been reppin’, big spliff, back of the dance, two steppin’
Olders and youngers who call man a legend
Respect the R9’s and CR7’s
Cah Chip had tek then and got tek now
We don’t tek’ chat, he’ll make a boy tek’, bow
Everyobody claiming thrones, want the top chair
Stop it, the scene was poppin’ before you got here
I just got haters, I ain’t got rivals
I don’t like Christmas, me, I do Guy Fawkes
Rap game, washing machine, it’s all cycles
Niggas should be spittin’, they be tryna go viral
Newbies going at idols, clinical cycle
Been a while, yeah, I seen what time do
Married to the game, no homo
You wanna do ring?

Lil Durk – Extravagant Lyrics

Rrr
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Bend you over
Scratch your back up
Lick your chest
Pull your tracks out
Lick on your neck
Spit in your mouth
Thumb in your ass
Make you cum, make you cum
Make you cum, make you cum
Don’t go out with your friends
Post me on Instagram
Tell the rider I’m your man, tell the rider I’m your friend
Lick on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna suck on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna touch on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna love on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna kiss on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna grab on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend life wit’ you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend time wit’ you
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ohh, you’re usually up to no good
I hit you because you’re so hood
When you go in, it feels so good
Oh, baby, don’t go out with your friends
Start switchin’ up your plans
Don’t be on Instagram
Don’t disappear again
Oh, boy, you got this pussy jumpin’
Oh, damn, we really fuckin’ fuckin’ baby
Oh, baby, keep cummin’ in it ’cause I want your baby
I want you suckin’ on my toes
Fuck you better than them hoes
‘Cause it’s tighter and it’s wetter and I suck it like a pro
Oh, bend it over, then hit it from the side
Let me ride you, then ride it from behind
I ain’t sharin’, bitch, ’cause it’s mine
Hit the deepthroat, then the six-nine
He killin’ for this pussy, he said Nick’s mine
Thick and long, damn, the dick’s bomb
Best I ever had, not a diss line
And the best part, kiss the whole time (Kiss the whole time)
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Bend you over
Scratch your back up
Lick your chest
Pull your tracks out
Lick on your neck
Spit in your mouth
Thumb in your ass
Make you cum, make you cum
Make you cum, make you cum
Don’t go out with your friends
Post me on Instagram
Tell the rider I’m your man, tell the rider I’m your friend
Lick on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna suck on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna touch on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna love on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna kiss on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna grab on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend life wit’ you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend time wit’ you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Bend you over and touch your toes, doggystyle
This the quickest time I came, it’s been a while
Would you scratch my back for it and I’m goin’ faster
My phone don’t matter, so don’t disturb
[?], female me
You got a man, bitch, email me
Pussy on (Real, real, real)
It smell like (Real, real, real)
It taste like (Real, real, real)
It look like (Real, real, real)
Relation goes
It’s how far I came
It’s how far I go
We, we, we keep going (Okay, okay, okay)
Keep screaming (Okay, okay, okay)
It’s [?] (Okay, okay, okay)
It’s working (Okay, okay, okay)
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Bend you over
Scratch your back up
Lick your chest
Pull your tracks out
Lick on your neck
Spit in your mouth
Thumb in your ass
Make you cum, make you cum
Make you cum, make you cum
Don’t go out with your friends
Post me on Instagram
Tell the rider I’m your man, tell the rider I’m your friend
Lick on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna suck on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna touch on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna love on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna kiss on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wanna grab on you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend life wit’ you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spend time wit’ you (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Play this song
[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Lil Durk
I heard you wanted to do a freaky song with the Queen
What’s good?

Luh Kel – Pull Up Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Na, na, na, na, na
Everytime I miss you
And I love to hear your voice, sound like an instrumental
Na, na, na, na, na
[Verse 1]
I pull up to your crib everytime I miss you
And I love to hear your voice, sound like an instrumental (Instumental, yeah)
Girl, I be going on all these trips but love it when I’m with you
And you know when I pull up we settle all our issues
It’s Thanksgiving so you lovin’ on the way I eat it
Michael Jackson, I’m in it, you lovin’ how I beat it
If I tell you I love you baby I really mean it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I really miss your body, you know that I need it (Woah)
[Chorus]
You feelin’ sick from all the motion
Girl I love it when I’m in your ocean
Touching on you, I swear you got the potion (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loving on you, I swear you got the potion (Yeah)
And girl I leave you soakin’
Girl you got me high but I ain’t smokin’
I’ma give you ’bout everything you wanted
Gas you up to the sky, got you floating
But you know this
[Verse 2]
Yeah, right crowd
Them others boys they need to pipe down (Pipe down)
You and me, baby we alone so that’s the right sound (Right sound)
And I like it when we alone so turn them lights out
Ain’t no Netflix and Chillin’, I want it right now
I like it when we cruisin’
Yeah, niggas be talkin’ but girl you really do it
And knew it
And you had a nigga before me so now you choosin’ (Ohh)
Ballin’ like LeBron and Kobe so there ain’t no losin’
[Outro]
You got my eyes open, girl you the only one I want
And ain’t no option, cause I’ve been waiting on you for months (Yeah)
You the only one I want, you the only one I need, you the only one I see
You the only one I need
When you hold a .223, baby got me on my knees (Yeah)
(You the only one I want, you the only one I need, you the only one I see
You the only one I need
When you hold a .223, baby got me on my knees (Yeah))

Chance the Rapper – Ballin Flossin Lyrics

Can you shake all that? I got big dreams (Come on), super big eyes (Come on, come on)
Retro ride, Marty McFly
Big Day, super big vibes
Let’s get right, loosen this tie
Move inside, move to the side
Group, then slide, group and then slide (Come on, yeah)
Then slide (Aw, yeah)
[Bridge: Chance the Rapper]
A nigga really wanna see y’all bounce, 79th, bounce
Out south, bounce, north side, bounce
Over east, bounce, 290, bounce
Downtown, bounce, down-down, downtown
See y’all bounce, 79th, bounce
Out south, bounce, north side, bounce
Over east, bounce, 290, bounce (Aw, yeah)
Downtown, bounce, down-down, downtown
[Chorus: Shawn Mendes]
Tonight it’s your birthday
Let’s blow out all the candles
Yeah, we could get romantic
As long as I’m with you, babe
Let’s throw a party
Just us in my apartment
Yeah, back to where it started
As long as I’m, as long as I’m with you, babe
As long as I’m with you
As long as I’m with you, baby
As long as I’m with you, no, no Play this song
[Intro]
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
I would like to, like to, like to
I would like to, like to, like to
Oh, yeah
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
That’s house
Uh-huh, huh
House it up, come on
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
That’s house
Wanna be down
Take it to the house, come on, y’all
[Chorus: Shawn Mendes & Chance the Rapper]
Tonight it’s your birthday
Let’s blow out all the candles
Yeah, we could get romantic
As long as I’m with you, babe (Aw, yeah)
Let’s throw a party
Just us in my apartment
Yeah, back to where it started
As long as I’m, as long as I’m with you, babe
(Come on, come on, come on)
As long as I’m with you (Let’s do it)
As long as I’m with you, baby (Come on, y’all)
As long as I’m with you, no, no (Aw, yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Niggas is dogs who walk some
Talkin’ shit cheap, who bought some? Can you shake all that? Like, look, I’ma, I’ma keep it a hunnid
A hunnid, 50,000 grand with y’all right now, I’m…
In this bitch, feelin’ myself
[Verse: Chance the Rapper]
Tell me all the money that you make off that
That you make off that
Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat
Peanut butter jelly with a, peanut butter jelly
Y’all ain’t ready for this jelly, it’ll break y’all back
It’ll break y’all back
Really got a body, can you shake all that? Yeah
Look at you ballin’, flossin’, yeah
Look at you ballin’, flossin’, yeah
Look at you, bad baby, yeah
You was just ballin’, flossin’, yeah
Look at you ballin’, flossin’, yeah
Look at you ballin’, flossin’ (Man)
[Interlude: Chance the Rapper]
Yeah, when you feelin’ bad, man, stunt
Chance here, you know what I’m sayin’?

Chance the Rapper – The Big Day Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: Francis and the Lights]
I can’t believe it
Must be the luckiest guy alive
Somehow, I’m right
But we’re only gonna survive if we go crazy
Yeah the only way to survive is to go
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Oh my God, think it’s the greatest day of my life
So glad you arrived
But the only way to survive is to go crazy
Yeah, the only way to survive is to go crazy
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Oh my God, think it’s the greatest day of my life
So glad you arrived
But the only way to survive is to go crazy
Yeah, the only way to survive is to go crazy
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Oh my God, think it’s the greatest day of my life
So glad you arrived
But the only way to survive is to go crazy
Yeah, the only way to survive…
[Verse: Chance the Rapper]
Fuck money, shit, fuck, shit, tell ’em, burn it
I don’t wanna, get it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it
Yeah, uh, uh
Still wanna, drink it, fuck it, drink it, drink it, fuck it, shoot it
I don’t wanna, just get it, get it, get it, get it
(That shit is so hard)
Oh, Lord
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper with Francis and the Lights]
Oh my god, think it’s the greatest day of my life (Oh, Lord)
So glad you arrived
But the only way to survive is to go crazy
Yeah, the only way to survive…
[Outro: Francis and the Lights]
In a simulation
This is the only part I like
Or I might just be a molecule of Christ
Folding in a universe of dust and light
Or maybe we’re just molecules in the body of Christ

Chance the Rapper – All Day Long Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: Chance the Rapper]
Yup
And we back (Igh)
Na-na-na (Igh)
[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
If you blink you might miss it
You gotta click it or ticket
You gotta go get to gettin’ before it’s gone
End it quickly as it begun
Life is short as a midget, but mine’s a little LeBron
Been a minute‚ since Eminem was a blonde
I need a peace prize‚ mom‚ invented the bomb
A nigga wanted more, I would only sit on the lawn
A nigga up next like Charlize scented colognes
I’m ’bout to book a show at the Dimmsdale Dimmadome
I still could hit up Sony today and get a loan
And shout out to Miss Sylvia Rhone, we get along
But that boy advance gotta be bigger than Diddy Kong
I need stock and it gotta be Pippy Long
Can’t stop‚ won’t stop boppin’ like Diddy’s song
My next tour, it got eight legs like daddy long
I’m ’bout to have two kids that like daddy’s song
[Chorus: John Legend]
We can’t be out here pleasin’ everybody (Oh, I…)
We know who we are (Oh‚ yeah)
And if you with me, then I’m with you darlin’ (Yeah)
Baby, all day long (Come on, come on)
Baby, all day long (Oh, I…)
Baby, all day long (Yeah)
Baby, all day long
[Interlude: Chance the Rapper]
This is, this is the day
Took it the scenic route, but this is the way
That’s old news, baby, this is today
They gon’ miss us today, you a missus today
This is, this is the day
Took it the scenic route, but this is the way
That’s old news, baby, this is today
They gon’ miss us today, you a missus today
[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
Backyard blasted, dance ’til it’s grassless
Patio glass, the mazel tov cocktails
Bomb, b-bombastic, used to drop acid
Marley come soon, I only drop classics
Everyone ask when that heat gon’ drop
When that knee gon’ drop, when is he gon’ pop
The question we all got, ’cause this could be our block
You’re livin’ in a glass house, we can see y’all clocks
But I can see you from the other side, see y’all rocks
And we could’ve been Magneto, if you see our locks
But we share with the world, not just fans
Come out clean lookin’ like we jumped the broom and the dustpan
So now we’re scared and we actin’ out
Dame Dash champagne, in the back a towel
Now I’m back in my bag and the cat is out
Burn a hole in my pocket like a Black & Mild (Ah)
[Chorus: John Legend]
We can’t be out here pleasin’ everybody (Oh, I…)
I know, you know, we know just who we are (Oh, yeah)
And if you with me, then I’m with you darlin’ (Oh, baby)
Baby, all day long (Come on, come on)
Baby, all day long (Oh, I…)
Baby, all day long (Yeah)
Baby, all day long (Oh, I…)
[Bridge: John Legend]
Hey, we made it, we made it
I’m feelin’ grateful
I’m here with my favorite
Oh God, I’m thankful
Our song and we played it
So good, we played it (Yeah)
I just wanted to keep on playin’ (Hey)
We made it, we made it
I’m feelin’ grateful
I’m here with my favorite
Oh God, I’m thankful
Our song and we played it
So good, we played it (Yeah)
[Chorus: John Legend]
Baby, all day long (Come on, come on)
Baby, all day long (Oh, I…)
Baby, all day long (Yeah)
Baby, all day long
Baby, all day long

Chance the Rapper – Roo Lyrics

Play this song
[Chorus: CocoRosie]
Roosters calling in the distance
[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
It was all us crammed in the house
Back when my dad was the man of the house
A lot of dads left, they abandoned the house
My dad Joe Jack start a band in the house
He said one friend, one friend in the house
Only one friend in the whole wide world
One day will come when you only have each other
Never give it up for a boy or a girl
We come in peace but we don’t come in pieces
We on some tag-team WWE shit
We look just alike, the prestige is so prestigious
The splitting image of Lupita standing on them beaches
Don’t tweak and don’t be facetious
Those shells’ll shred you to pieces
These niggas faking like demons
But I’ma send ’em to Jesus (This is me and my bro)
Versus all of you heathens
They think I’m reading Ephesians
I have all these niggas hiding, avoiding meetings like vegans
I got the keys like I’m Keegan
I’ll line the trunk with the bleach
And I’ll leave you inside the freezer and let you chill for the weekend
But forget over the weekend and come back inside a month
And I throw you inside the trunk but it’s plastic so it ain’t leakin’
But we can be cool
We can be cool
Me and my brother
We can be cruel
Find your ass
Line your ass up
Go to work on ’em
[Chorus: CocoRosie]
Roosters calling in the distance
[Verse 2: Taylor Bennett]
It’s a lot more crammed in the house
Back when Chance was the man of the house
Baseball bats if they ran in the house
We from out south like birds in the clouds
When I was 11, heard my homie dad died
This shit deeper than music, I got PTS for life
So if you do production just make sure the drums right
The independent Bennetts will never need your advice
Our image won’t diminish ’cause Charlie and Marley right
Me and Chano like Peschi and Robin’s life
A made man, we just makin’ the songs right
You just makin’ the song hype
I really snapped, the last time I rapped I was movin’ packs
In adolescence, seen ambulances, learned other lessons
Catchin’ blessings, overstretchin’ from first-hand impressions
Chano called my phone voicemail, hope he don’t get a message
Heard that I exit from my axis off that intersection
So if you say somethin’ ’bout big bro, bitch, I’ma smack you reckless
We from down south, we bogus twice and we are not from Texas
One more rep, can’t run around strapped, so I walk around like pedestrian
Chi-town summer lookin’ like my numbers, and you know how I’m bomin’, ain’t checkin it
Called big bro, now we run it up, set it up, get it up, nigga, now let’s begin
OTF, free Durk and them
We was inside with a curfew then
What’s fire without earth and wind? Yeah And what’s a fight when it’s worth the win?

​twenty one pilots – The Hype (Alt Mix) Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
I’ve got to step through or I’ll dissipate
I’ll record my step through for my basement tapes
[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype
[Verse 2]
Yeah, they might be talking behind your head
Your exterior world can step off instead
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt
[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype
[Bridge]
We’re gonna rely pretty heavily
On technology
No, I don’t know which way I’m going
But I can hear my way around
No, I don’t know which way I’m going
But I can hear my way around
No, I don’t know which way I’m going
But I can hear my way around
But I can hear my way around
[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype
Nice to know my kind, nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype (Nice to know my)
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype