Sheryl Crow – The Dreaming Kind

I turned off the news again tonight
It’s getting hard to watch everyone fight
But every time I turn my face
I see the world from outer space
How small we are but look how much we have to waste
So I’m giving it all I got
There’ll be no more wasting precious time
I’m giving it all I got
Nothing’s ever going to change my mind
That we’re beautiful inside
Maybe I’m the dreaming kind
Could you imagine it, if love was blind
If on this earth everybody was kind
Oh what a different world it’d be
If peace was our reality
But how far will we have to fall
Before we meet destiny
So I’m giving it all I got
There’ll be no more wasting precious time
So I’m giving it all I got
Nothing’s ever going to change my mind
That we’re beautiful inside
Maybe I’m the dreaming kind
Every child is pure until he learns to hate
They watch with innocence and imitate
They say that love can conquer all, but there is no time to wait
So I’m giving it all I got
Even if I cannot change a thing
I’m giving it all I got
Gonna fight to keep remembering
That we are beautiful inside
Maybe I’m just the dreaming kind

Moby – Like A Motherless Child

[Hook – Raquel Rodriguez]
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home
[Verse 1 – Moby]
This was life and this was safer
All was strange and always stranger
I laid [?] but so much [?]
I’m never safe from all this danger
The demon’s eyes and demon [?]satyr[?]
I was bait but what would bait her? Don’t know my needs, don’t know my ways [?]
I hide my face, no way to face her
This was loss, this was name
This was my truth, this was no game
This was not hope, this was not sane
And from these broken places made
That was loss and this was later
I wanted less but nothing greater
I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t stay
Like a motherless child
[Hook – Raquel Rodriguez]
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home

[Verse 2 – Moby]
This was loss and this was later
Always hate but never hate her
I laid in wait but so much later
And never safe from all this danger
The demon’s eyes, the demon [?]satyr[?]
I was bait, but what would bait her
Don’t know my needs, don’t know my ways [?]
I hide my face, no way to face her
This was loss, this was name
This was my truth, this was no game
This was not hope, this was not sane
And from these broken places made
That was loss and this was later
I wanted less but nothing greater
I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t stay
Like a motherless child
[Hook – Raquel Rodriguez]
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
So far from home
So far from home

Brett Young – O Holy Night

O night when Christ was born
O night divine! O night when Christ was born
Fall, fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine! O Holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine! O night, O night divine! O night when Christ was born
Truly He taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother
And in His name, all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
Let all within us praise His holy name
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine!

Taylor Swift – Look What You Made Me Do (At Capital’s Jingle Bell Ball 2017) (Live)

Oh, ’cause she’s dead!" (Oh)
[Chorus]
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me—
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do [Verse 1]
I don’t like your little games
Don’t like your tilted stage
The role you made me play
Of the fool, no, I don’t like you
I don’t like your perfect crime
How you laugh when you lie
You said the gun was mine
Isn’t cool, no, I don’t like you (oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I’ve got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice (oh)
[Chorus]
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me—
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

[Verse 2]
I don’t like your kingdom keys
They once belonged to me
You asked me for a place to sleep
Locked me out and threw a feast (what?)
The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama
But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma
And then the world moves on, but one thing’s for sure
Maybe I got mine, but you’ll all get yours
[Pre-Chorus]
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time (nick of time)
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time (I do it all the time)
I’ve got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice (oh)
[Chorus]
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me—
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

[Bridge]
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
(Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me—
Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me—)
"I’m sorry, the old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now
"Why?

Skepta – Ghost Ride (feat. A$AP Rocky & A$AP Nast)

Said they on the corner, they ain’t got your work
Yeah, yeah them niggas got the nerve
I’mma pull up, swerve, skrr, yeah I swerve
Hammer time, hammer time
If it’s beef, pussy, yeah I handle mine
Yeah, that’s a A$AP nigga, then I pulled the trigger
Niggas think they big, ’til a bullet hit
Niggas up the shit, yeah, rappers full of shit, yeah
Hope they get the picture, I don’t give a fuck
About shit, ’bout shit
Since I came up and I’m on my old shit, old shit
And they ain’t about shit, ’bout shit, ’bout shit
Since I came up and I’m on my old shit, old shit
And they ain’t about shit, ’bout shit
Niggas ain’t about shit, ’bout shit, uh I never gave a fuck
I’m on a paper chase, I tell ’em
Eat my dust, hate my guts
Eat my dust, hate my guts
Lick my nuts, kiss my butt
Lick my, I’m just tryna get a nut
Never, never, never, never, never
I’m smoking the reefer, I roll with the nina
I roam from the reaper and glock bust
Twisting my finger, I fuck on a diva
I go to Antigua, Bahamas
Comma, llama, they not equipped for the drama
Got weed on my fingers, got me on my speakers
Got lean on the seat of the Lam’ bruh
Chopper, chopper, pull up around with a Mossberg
When the reaper come, redrum, I’ll murder something
Enemies on my mind, enemies in the past when I blast
My TEC-9, it go pat pat pat pat, rat a tat tat tat
Too fast, niggas know how I get
And this revenge up in my eyes, I’m committing my sin, amen
Lord forgive me for the shit I did, was just a little kid
But you know I never gave a fuck about shit, ’bout shit
Since I came up and I’m on my old shit, old shit
And they ain’t about shit, ’bout shit, ’bout shit
Since I came up and I’m on my old shit, old shit
And they ain’t about shit, ’bout shit
Niggas ain’t about shit, ’bout shit uh
Told the plug it’s for me, he came down on the price
Live a bit in these streets, I teach you how to survive
You disrespect me, you playing around with your life
I see you follow fashion, tryna get down with the hype
Like Freddy Kreuger, man I get down with the stripes
It’s VVS, man there ain’t no clouds in my ice
She said what’s my real name and I don’t know how to reply
On a different planet, man I’m out of my mind
I was on the grind for many years and you were never there
Who the fuck’s putting all this stuffing in these teddy bears? Yeah, life is like a movie, life is like a movie
Live it like a movie, live it like a movie
Swear these haters, they don’t move me
Yeah, aye, life is like a movie, Steven Spielberg
Riding through your city with the Mossberg
I just parked a Benz right up on the curb
Pull up on a bird, ask her what’s the word? And fuck my enemies, man I make the devil scared
Man I got six chains, and I wear them anywhere
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing on this hypocrisy
It’s that uncontrollable demon they didn’t wanna see
This that virus in the system, the prodigy
And I have to murder all you fakers in this odyssey, greaze!

Shy Glizzy – Get It Again Lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Hey
Young Jefe
Cardo got wings
Fuck it up, get it again
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I’ll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
I’m here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
She wanna fuck with a boss
She cannot kick it with him
She wanna fuck a big dog
I told her okay lil baby I’m him
Me and my niggas we ballin’
Fuck around, cut the net off of the rim (swish)
I fuck around, fuck her again (yeah)
Then I fuck around, fuck on her friends
They like who is them niggas right there? I took that bitch to Miami
Yeah and we stayed at The One
We had to live up on Sunday
I fucked that bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I’ll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
I’m here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah
[Verse 2: Dave East]
I fell in love with the seats in the Wraith
My lawyer Jewish, I’m beating my case
Hundreds and fifties, we keeping it safe
You say you got pistols, I need ’em today
I don’t feel safe if I ain’t got a pipe
My homie just called me, they just gave him life
I’m tryna give 50K to his lawyer
I hope they appeal that shit like shakin’ dice
Fuck up a check when I run up in Saks
My bitch got my name tatted right on her ass
I used to bag up, go right to the ave
I ain’t have no whip, I got right in the cab
Goin’ for nothing, know I’m with the shit
I like to match up my gun with my fit
Shout out to Glizzy, know I got that glizzy
Got so many diamonds I look like a lick
So many bitches I look like a pimp
We ordering lobster, don’t forget the shrimp
Foreign, I gotta five percent the tint
Every day prayin’, lord forgive my sins
Young nigga risk it all for a Benz
Ain’t got no pal, I’m goin’ to the pen
Baggin’ the powder, blow it in the wind
I’m gon’ get dollars, know I’m ’bout to spend
I gotta get money
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I’ll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
I’m here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah I see all of them dressed in Monclers
I spent twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
Goddamnit this shit is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play with me nigga, I dare
I highly advise you to stay over there
Got your lil bitch and another lil bitch and they all in my bed
We layin’ on the spread
I am the Louboutin don
I’m passing my swag to my son
Big booty bitch on my arm
She papi can we go to Milan?

Shy Glizzy – Quiet Storm Lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
We know who Dope Boy is
It’s a storm coming
Boom boom boom boom boom
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
I’m going hard for it, I had to starve for it
Remember when I ain’t have no money, I had to rob for it
Stood on the block for it, ran from the cops for it
We still be trappin’ out them houses with the cardboard
But don’t be trippin’ over here, no shit is not yours
I heard you saving that lil bitch, better do some time for her
I make her pull up to my condo, go up nine floors
And she gon’ get right to it pronto, my lil fine whore
She asked me what is my cologne, lil bitch that’s Tom Ford
Now let me slam all in that pussy like a backboard
The trap niggas up now, look at the chalkboards
Them cameras how they get you whacked, just get it back boy
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Oh why my heart so cold, and why my watch so froze (burr)
Really I don’t know, I did it on my own (Young Jefe)
You see I’m doing numbers, I’m runnin’ out the dungeon
You hear the birds hummin’, where goes the thunder
It’s a storm coming, it’s a storm coming
I got real hundreds, yeah all she want is money
You see we came from nothing, you better get to running
It’s a storm coming, it’s a storm coming
[Outro: Bigga Rankin]
One thing I learned growing up in these streets is that you can’t run from the storm forever. It’s your time to rain! You won’t ever walk out of a storm the same person that went in. Glizzy, you have survived every storm that came your way. You got to learn to stand up to it. See there is dignity in surviving a storm.

Shy Glizzy – Haters Anthem Lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
Goddamnit man
Ayy, Young Jefe holmes
GG shit
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Twenty-four hours, bitch I’m rolling off a molly
In twenty-four years I never told on nobody
Oh no rap is not my job bitch, I just do it for a hobby
Them is not no rappers, it’s some gangsters in the party
And I never ever ever let these lames get close to me
‘Cause eighty percent of the time they’re never who they’re supposed to be
I rock Gosha on my body, this Rick Owens on my feet
Got a ho from down in Dallas, she rock gold all on her teeth
Oh why you worried, take a seat
Know you nervous, we can see it
We got birds, we got P’s
Bitch you know 30, you know 3
They believe anything they hear so keep your word like a G
Don’t get buried in these streets, better keep your motherfuckin’ heat
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
[Verse 2: 30 Glizzy]
I’m a trapper, he a lease, Balenciaga to the feet
Got that draco on the seat, let’s meet wherever you want to meet
Bitch I shoot you opps so weak, give you fifty rounds a piece
All I ask don’t tell on me, this for Mar, this for YC
We don’t do no scared business, you know how I’m living
If we start it we gon’ finish, pull up with them semis
Niggas started hating when I turned my name to Glizzy
And bitches really loved me when I pulled up in the Bentley
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
[Verse 3: 3 Glizzy]
I’m a real G, you be lyin’ through your teeth
Got a hundred shots on me, stay on point, fuck rollin’ deep
Need three thousand for a beat, these two thousand on my feet
Put this chopper to your face and wake you up right out your sleep
Couple thousand on a fur baby it’s cold up in the streets
Diamonds dancing like a freak, I dare a nigga play with me
Used to be broke now look at me, I know these niggas envy me
Bad bitch from Germany, girl let’s go shopping overseas
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
[Outro]
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

Shy Glizzy – First 48, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Little boy go get your own gun, this my fucking rocket
Out in LA hittin’ home runs like I’m fucking dodgin’
I don’t think you understand, my niggas super wild
All my niggas they been thugging since a juvenile
Out here for a while, remember when they killed Lil Kow
Forever Tray-7, bitch go ‘head and take a bow
[Outro]
Forever Tray-7, bitch go ‘head and take a bow
Forever Tray-7, bitch forever Tray-7
Bitch forever Tray-7, bitch go ‘head and take a bow
Bitch go ‘head and take a bow [Intro]
Out the window
Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that’s not accidental
GG, back on that bullshit
[Verse 1]
Bitch I’m high as fuck, I just left the club
Tried to put it on some niggas but they had some luck
Bitches pullin’ up, smosh go get the truck
Fish a ton up out the thirty, now they gotta duck
Fat dog tried to run it, hangin’ out the windows
Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that’s not accidental
Bitch I’m monumental, and you not fundamental
Stay surrounded by them shooters, Malcom in the Middle
Bitch you like my swag, bitch come hit this dab
You can’t get no cash, better get some ass
They can’t get no money, that’s why these niggas mad
Oof they lookin’ funny, can’t go get my bag
Niggas Loony Toony, bitch my life a movie
DF them my goonies, shoutout to Lil Moony
Said you comin’ for me, you ain’t never do it
Boy you fuckin’ stupid, know I keep that uzi
30 30 30, shoot that bitch like Curry
Now we playin’ dirty, we ain’t never worried
We ain’t never worried, Phil pour up that dirty
Told it’s emergency, niggas gettin’ buried
Patek cost a check, I iced out my neck
Seven figure nigga, how he got the city like that
Take no disrespect, Glizzys on your set (GG)
Boy you better have your dog or they gon’ make a mess
[Interlude]
You was geekin’ too, haha
Bitch I’ll shoot a nigga, Goo talkin’ ’bout, “shoot that nigga dawg!”
“Shoot that nigga!”
[Verse 2]
We the fuckin’ murder team, come and clear the scene
Sorry if we crush your dreams, Martin Luther King
That KelTec it got a beam, do not intervene
Niggas too high off the lean, they lost they self-esteem
I’m head honcho in my city, I’m the fucking king
Niggas ain’t really tryna get busy, what the fuck you mean
I had a semi with a fifty, I was seventeen
Baby come fly high with Glizzy, give you fucking wings
Young street nigga with some money, went and bought some choppers
Young street nigga with some money, I’ll knock off your roster
These niggas can’t wait to drop a dime, they wanna see us locked up
These niggas ain’t really got no time, they some goddamn imposters
You see this bitch with me so fine and she so fuckin’ proper
I flew this bitch all the way to DC just to fuckin’ pop it
Remember you was fighting them niggas out there, I came through and stopped it
Bitch why is you askin’ me about my outfit? you ain’t gon’ fuckin’ cop it
Bitch why is you askin’ me am I out here, you a fuckin’ watcher? Bitch cover your eyes, you might get blind here, see these fucking watches?

Shy Glizzy – Get Away Lyrics

First time I ever met her swear you should’ve seen her face
She was swaggin’ in her lab and I was trappin’ out my yay
Quarter brick, half a brick, I was choppin’ out my way
Know some niggas filthy rich and they be trappin’ in the Bay
Got this one bitch bad as shit, that thing be clappin’ when I slay
Man these niggas fake as shit so I don’t dap ’em to say hey
[Chorus]
I wanted too much shit, my mama told me get away
I had to hit a lick, you know I had to get away
My gun got two clips but yeah this bitch a throwaway
I just got a new bitch, my old one still be in the way
Get away, get away
Sorry I ain’t tryna argue, no bitch I’ma get away
Get away, get away
I just got a new chopper, that bitch make you get away [Intro]
Young Jefe holmes
Get away
Pussy, money, weed
GG lifestyle
Forever ever
[Chorus]
I wanted too much shit, my mama told me get away
I had to hit a lick, you know I had to get away
My gun got two clips but yeah this bitch a throwaway
I just got a new bitch, my old one still be in the way
Get away, get away
Sorry I ain’t tryna argue, no bitch I’ma get away
Get away, get away
I just got a new chopper, that bitch make you get away
[Verse 1]
Yeah it’s ’bout one in the morning and a nigga catching plays
Don’t turn in my condo and this shit look like a maze
Summer time coming, niggas gotta get a Wraith
And if you owe me money they might find you in the lake
Them Glizzys pull up with them, ask you open up your safe
I swear behind this shit, I’m down with GG ’til I’m gray
Meet me at the big house, baby put that shit in waste
We gon’ work this shit out, I’m gon’ watch that ass for days
I wake up, fuck my bitch, then I go out and get paid
Hundred round drum, I bet this bitch knock off your fade
Every million that I get then all my niggas get a raise
Why you salty lil bitch, that could’ve been us but you played
[Chorus]
I wanted too much shit, my mama told me get away
I had to hit a lick, you know I had to get away
My gun got two clips but yeah this bitch a throwaway
I just got a new bitch, my old one still be in the way
Get away, get away
Sorry I ain’t tryna argue, no bitch I’ma get away
Get away, get away
I just got a new chopper, that bitch make you get away
[Verse 2]
Half a million worth of shining, bitch I look like the boat
I remember hard times, I had to cut up some soap
You couldn’t be there for you bro ’cause you was playin’ with your ho
Let’s say a prayer for my son, that’s who I do this shit for
All she need is a real nigga to put her in her place
Baby I’m a robber, can you be my get away?

WALKER HAYES – You Broke Up With Me lyrics

You broke up with me [Verse 1]
Well, I got some Coke in my bourbon
Surfin’ the room like Swazye
No, I ain’t drunk, I’m amazin’
Yeah, I got that laid way, way back, back in my swagger
X-Factor, feelin’ no pain, I’m at the top of my game
[Pre-Chorus]
Darlin’, you can’t crash my party with your sorry’s and what are we’s
Don’t start rainin’ on my Mardi Gras parade for a minute
I ain’t even fixin’ to listen to your guilt trippin’
You’re forgettin’, girl, you made your bed and didn’t want me in it (Hey!)
[Chorus]
Whoa, girl, simmer on down a notch
Ain’t nobody makin’ you watch me get my forget you on
No, girl, can’t touch my good as gold
I know it’s difficult to see me on a roll
But hey, you broke up with me
Yeah, what can I say, babe, you broke up with me
[Verse 2]
Guess you don’t know what you want
‘Til you see ’em movin’ on
Making lonely look like freedom
Baby, don’t even act like I’m doing something wrong
If my song comes on and I get lost on that dance floor
In somebody’s arms that ain’t yours
[Pre-Chorus]
You can’t crash my party with your sorry’s and what are we’s
Don’t start raining on my Mardi Gras parade for a minute
I ain’t even fixin’ to listen to your guilt trippin’
You’re forgettin’, girl, you made your bed and didn’t want me in it (Hey!)
[Chorus]
Whoa, girl, simmer on down a notch
Ain’t nobody makin’ you watch me get my forget you on
No, girl, can’t touch my good as gold
I know it’s difficult to see me on a roll
But hey, you broke up with me
Yeah, what can I say, babe, you broke up with me
[Bridge]
For real, babe, ain’t tryin’ to rub it your face
I’m just breakin’ off a little cold hard truth
It is what it is, girl, you did whatcha did, girl
I’m just doin’ what a bachelor do
[Pre-Chorus]
Darlin’, you can’t crash my party with your sorry’s and what are we’s
Don’t be raining on my Mardi Gras parade for a minute
I ain’t even fixin’ to listen to your guilt trippin’
You’re forgettin’, girl, you made your bed and didn’t want me in it (Hey!)
[Chorus]
Whoa, girl, simmer on down a notch
Ain’t nobody makin’ you watch me get my forget you on
No, girl, can’t touch my good as gold
I know it’s difficult to see me on a roll
But hey, you broke up with me
Yeah, what can I say, babe, you broke up with me
You broke up with me
Yeah, what can I say, babe?

CHARLI XCX – Unlock It lyrics

[Verse 2: Kim Petras]
Caught in a liplock when we pitstop
Cosmic kiss tastes like cherry maraschino
Ride passenger seat, tropical heat
Eyes so red you could be my Valentino, yeah
If you want my, heart then don’t you drop it
(Want my heart then don’t you drop it)
I’m right here, right in your pocket
(I’m right here, right in your pocket)
Don’t you drop it, never stop it
(Never stop it)
If you want my love (my love), try to unlock it
[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the pourin’ rain
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
Know you feel the same
Million dollar babe
Trippin’ on it, like propane
(Beautiful)
[Bridge: Jay Park]
Unlock the swag, Rae Sremmurd
Make you hit them high notes like you a tenor
Big appetite, girl you my dinner
I know they could do you but I could do it better
Bring me out to London, yeah (UK)
I can show you somethin’ yeah (somethin’)
Unlock your clothes off your body
Give you lovin’, yeah (let’s get it)
‘Cause that’s how we do (that’s how we do)
You wantin’ me too (wantin’ me too)
You [?] too
I’d like to be you
We not there yet, girl, but we on the way
We on the surfboard, yeah, we ridin’ waves
Let’s get it going girl, let’s andale
Let’s andale, sip this champagne
[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
(Beautiful)
[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the rain
You got the candy colored eyes
Pink and gold chain
Million dollar babe
Whip it out, like I’m propane
[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
You’re on my mind
I’m feeling kinda nervous, but I like it
Take my t-shirt off and do it right
You’re on my mind
The feeling, like an astronaut
Watchin’ the world all alone, just you and I
(Beautiful)
[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Rollercoaster ride in the fast lane
Got the roof down
Kiss me hard in the pourin’ rain
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
Know you feel the same
Million dollar babe
Trippin’ on it, like propane
(Beautiful)
[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock-lock it
Got the key can you unlock it? Beautiful
[Outro: Charli XCX]
E-e-X-C-X, Charli
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Unlock it, uhh
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock
Unlock it
Lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it, lock it
Unlock it, unlock it
Lock it
Got the key can you unlock it?

Drake Hints At Lil Wayne Collaboration “On Dedication 6”

To My fans, I do this for y’all! Last week, the two frequent collaborators performed together for the first time in a while at Art Basel where they once again reminded us that they are two of the greatest of this generation. There is a lot of buzz surrounding the project set for release on Christmas Day. Although the pair has collaborated in the past on a number of singles, it’s been a while since we’ve heard the two of them on the same track. Drake and Lil Wayne could be plotting a reunion for Weezy’s new mixtape, Dedication 6. Birdman also announced in January that the Carter V will be released soon but it hasn’t been forthcoming. Yesterday we saw Drake hyping up the mixtape while posting photos of himself and his Young Money label boss on stage. Sign up for updates and music before drop date! “There is a good chance that Drizzy will be on D6 and it will be a banger,” sources said. Drake and Lil Wayne have previously collaborated on singles like “The Motto,” “Miss Me,” “Forever,” “She Will,” “HYFR,” and several more. Weezy is suing Cash Money and Birdman for $51 million over advances and royalties from his music. #D6 MERRY CHRISTMAS,” he said on Twitter. We will continue to update you on Lil Wayne upcoming mixtape Dedication 6 so check back regularly. The Toronto rapper didn’t include his mentor on any of his last three projects, Views, Nothing Was The Same, and his More Life playlist released this year. RELATED: Drake Immortalized Lil Wayne With A Tattoo On His Arm
Drake shared a photo of himself and Lil Wayne on his Instagram with the simple caption, “D6.” Weezy announced the mixtape earlier this month telling his fans that he will be dropping it on Christmas Day. D6
A post shared by champagnepapi (@champagnepapi) on Dec 11, 2017 at 5:02pm PST Seems that drought is now over. “It’s time! Wayne didn’t give us any updates on his long-awaited Tha Carter V album despite promising his fans earlier this year that the project would be released sometime this year.

Shaggy Talks Chronixx & Damian Grammy Plus New Album Dropping Next Year

You see him at these concerts, he has a movement going on in Jamaica right now. You don’t see much chart action, I think Sean [Paul] is probably one only few chart action you see now.”
Shaggy confirmed that he has an album coming out in February of next year, but didn’t give us the title. “With both albums, it will be interesting to see who comes out on top. Shaggy is gearing up to return to the scene with another classic dancehall album. RELATED: Shaggy and Sting Working On Joint Album
“In fairness, I’ve only listened to two albums out of that batch, I’ve listened to the Chronixx album [Chronology] and I’ve listened to the Junior Gong album [Stony Hill],” he added. Speaking about the current wave of reggae/dancehall in the mainstream music, Shaggy said that he would like to see a little more chart action. The dancehall legend is currently working on his next solo album as well as another joint project with Sting. The dancehall icon opened up about the Grammy nomination for Best Reggae Album with Chronixx and Junior Gong being the hot favorite. “I personally would like to see a little more chart action, mainstream chart action,” he said. Gong now has an album that is out and it will be interesting because he has more of an international appeal, more of a global brand and he is been around for a while, and he has being around a famous name in reggae music.”
Watch the interview below. “I think there is a movement, a strong reggae movement. I see more touring especially the roots artists them doing a lot of touring and connecting with an audience on a global scale. During his sit down with Winford Williams last weekend, he opened up about his upcoming album, the state of the music, Chronixx and Damian Marley Grammy nomination, and his charity work with the Bustamante Hospital for Children. “I have an album coming out on Sony and I have been working on this album for the longest and keep changing it,” he said. Chronixx at this point is clearly the crowd favorite locally.

Luke Bryan – Land Of A Million Songs

[Verse 1]
You don’t know why, you can’t make it stop
You were hooked with your daddy’s hand-me-down flat top
The first time that you made your first love cry
And the words you wrote were running from her eyes
Down on the paper, made you feel so alive
So you packed up your pickup and crossed that Tennessee line
[Chorus 1]
You’re always searching for a little something different to say
And the Bible from a woman who’s standing on the stage
You get told you’re fitting in, you get told you don’t belong
You drink too much in a smokey little bar downtown
Stumble home when it’s time to throw in the towel
Wake up in the morning, look out, and the sunlight hurts
Find your old guitar, write down another verse
In the land of a million songs
[Verse 2]
Everybody’s got a story that needs to be sold
And they pray someday they’ll hang a little gold
And ride back to their hometown with their head held high
On any given day, there’s a dream, there’s a chance
That lightning will strike at the end of a pen
And all the leaving, and losing, will all be worth the fight

[Chorus 2]
So you’re always searching for a little something different to say
And the Bible from a woman who’s standing on the stage
You get told you’re fitting in, you get told you don’t belong
You take that loan dot job just to pay the rent
You learn a few things from them hard-working men
You listen to ’em laugh and you listen to ’em curse
You find your old guitar and write down another verse
In the land of a million songs
[Bridge]
Some will come and some will go
If you don’t lay it all out there, you’ll never know
[Chorus 3]
You’re always searching for a little something different to say
And the Bible from a woman who’s standing on the stage
You get told you’re fitting in, you get told, boy, you don’t belong
You drink too much in a smokey little bar downtown
Stumble home when it’s time to throw in the towel
Wake up in the morning, look out, and the sunlight hurts
You find that old guitar and write down another verse
In the land of a million songs
In the land of a million songs