DJ Khaled – Wild Thoughts (feat. Rihanna & Bryson Tiller)

Fuck you ’til you’re burned out, cremation
‘Cause I could name some thangs that I’m gon’ do

Wild, wild, wild

Throw that ass back, bouquet
Wild, wild, wild
You know this cookie is for the baking (ugh)
Wild, wild, wild
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Let’s go!

You talking to me like ya new bae
I hope you know I’m for the takin’
Just keep it white and black as if I’m ya sista
You know I’ma slaughter like I’m Jason
‘Cause you done beat it like the ’68 Jets
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
Another one
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Careful mama watch what you say
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
You looking like there’s nothing that you won’t do
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Ayy, girl that’s when I told you

Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some rest
Yeah I treat you like a lady, lady
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
DJ Khaled
[Interlude: DJ Khaled]
I don’t know if you could take it
I’m too lit to dim down a notch
Wild, wild, wild
[Verse 1: Rihanna]
I can tell you’re gone off the D’usse
[Outro: DJ Khaled & Rihanna]

Wild, wild, wild
I’m too hip to hop around town out here with ya
DJ Khaled!
[Verse 3: Bryson Tiller]
I wanna be your baby, baby, baby
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Spinning and it’s wet just like it came from Maytag
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m shinin’ with ya
White girl wasted on that brown liquor
I’m carrying that water, Bobby Boucher, baby

[Chorus: Rihanna]
[Verse 2: Rihanna]
Now that pipe got her running like she Usain, baby
Bust it, why you got it on safety?
Wild, wild, wild
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked
Make it cream, yeah, Wu-Tang
Girl, talking to me like you tryna do things
When I get like this I can’t be around you
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
You made me drown in it, touche, baby

Call me and I can get it juicy

‘Cause you get wild, wild, wild

We The Best music
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m rockin’ with ya
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Ayy, I heard that pussy for the taking
I probably shouldn’t be around you
White girl wasted on brown liquor
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
I heard it got these other niggas goin’ crazy
Wild, wild, wild thoughts

Arcade Fire – Creature Comfort

Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback
It’s all around you but you can’t touch it

Some boys hate themselves
Born in a diamond mine
(Na-na-na-na na-na-na)
[Bridge 1: Win Butler]

I’m a liar, don’t doubt my sincerity
[Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
It’s not painless
Spend their lives resenting their fathers
God, make me famous
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback
[Verse 2: Win Butler]
Just make it painless

Na-na-na-na na-na-na
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback
If you can’t just make it painless
She was a friend of mine, a friend of mine

(Na-na-na-na na-na-na)
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
Creature comfort makes it painless
If you can’t just make it painless

The white lie of American prosperity
[Outro: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
Just make it painless
[Verse 1: Win Butler]
[Pre-Chorus: Win Butler]
Just make it painless
Saying
It’s all around you but you can’t see it
(On and on I don’t know if I want it)
Creature comfort, make it painless
We wanna dance but we can’t feel the beat
Na-na-na-na na-na-na
Well if you’re not sure, better safe than sorry
Filled up the bathtub and put on our first record

Some girls cut themselves

Saying

(On and on I don’t know if I want it)
(On and on I don’t know what I want)
Hide under the covers with sleeping pills and
[Verse 3: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]

Creature comfort, make it painless
Some girls hate their bodies
[Pre-Chorus: Win Butler]
[Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
Born in a diamond mine
(On and on I don’t know what I want)
[Post-Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
Some boys starve themselves
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
Bury me penniless and nameless
Some girls hate themselves
(On and on I don’t know if I want it)
She dreams about dying all the time
[Bridge 2: Win Butler]
We’re the bones under your feet
Creature comfort, make it painless
(On and on I don’t know what I want)

Saying
It goes on and on, I don’t know what I want
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
Just make it painless

On and on, I don’t know what I want
And we’re not nameless, oh
It goes on and on, I don’t know what I want
[Verse 5: Win Butler]
On and on, I don’t know what I want
God, make me famous

Creature comfort, make it painless
[Post-Chorus: Win Butler]
[Pre-Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
Some boys get too much, too much love, too much touch
Assisted suicide
She told me she came so close
God, make me famous
(On and on I don’t know what I want)
If you can’t just make it painless
On and on, I don’t know if I want it

M.I.A. – Finally

Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
You gonna see I’m gonna be
And you’re gonna remember me

And were never gonna stay asleep
And were never gonna stay asleep
You gotta see
And were never gonna stay asleep
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
And underneath my case
You gonna see I’m not gonna waste energy
All the people I love I try to keep
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me

You gotta see
Finally what haters say about me don’t worry me
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
You get Through
All the people I love I try to keep
Keep it street
What you believe
Not everyone’s tea
What you believe
You get truth

I can see what’s real and fantasy
And you’re gonna remember me
I’m gonna find me the bass
All the people I love I try to keep
Keep it street
Underneath my trouble

And that’s how it’s gonna be
Life’s just a bitter sweet symphony
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me
You get stronger in adversity
Life on the planet’s university
Finally what haters say about me don’t worry me
Underneath my trouble
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me
Life on the planet’s university
You get truth
We get deep
I can see what’s real and fantasy

I’m someone’s shot of whiskey
You gonna see I’m gonna be
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me
Finally What haters say about me don’t worry me
Keep it street
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
And you’re gonna remember me

What you mean It’s easy

We get deep
You gonna see I’m gonna be
You get through
We get deep
And underneath my case
What haters say about me don’t worry me

I’m gonna find me the treble
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
I’m gonna find me the treble
And that’s how it’s gonna be
I’m gonna find me the bass

Watch The Duck – Hustler (feat. T.I.)

Known worldwide as a hustler
I became
Oh I became hustler, hustler
So I have been learning myself
Ohhhh

Was a Bankhead nigga on the Eastside wit it
Just a youngling tryna get ahead
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Came up to be a hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler, hustler
I became
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Used to ride through Atlanta with a couple birds
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
In real tough, three hoes allowed
Used to ride through Atlanta
I’m trying to catch up to Mark Zuckerberg
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler

You niggas just smalls, I’m B.I.G
So I became a hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
Came up to be a hustler, hustler, hustler
Since I didn’t have nobody to tell me, oh
You gotta problem with a nigga you betta go on with that
Didn’t have nobody to tell me
The streets is where I found my lessons
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustle Gang in the V.I.P
(Hustler, hustler, hustler)
You repetition take a message to the G.I.B
Hustler, hustler
Then one day I was like, "fuck a bird"
Known worldwide as a hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
[T.I.]
You know the play we kick the B.I.G
Known worldwide as a hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Known worldwide as a hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta with a couple birds
Hustle Gang
I had to learn it myself, oh yes I did
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Make my Southside nigga tear the streets down nigga
Oh I became hustler, hustler, hustler
Hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
No
Nigga

Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
[Watch The Duck & T.I.]
Oh I became hustler, hustler, hustler
Is a hustler, hustler, hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
So I became a hustler, hustler, hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
[T.I.]

[Watch The Duck & T.I.]
Known worldwide as a hustler
You can get an ass whopping, and some more with that
[?], in the streets I did it
New 40 cal with a shoulder strap
Known worldwide as a hustler
So the bullshit ya betta keep down wit it
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler, hustler
Oh I became hustler
The streets is where I found my lessons
Known worldwide as a hustler
Just a youngling tryna get ahead
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Hey, Hustle Gang in the V.I.P
I’m a hustler baby
I’m a hustler baby
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler, hustler

Trina – If It Ain’t Me (feat. K. Michelle)

And you know who it is
[Intro: Trina]
I rode yo dick on the granite
Fucked up… fucked up
Petty niggas is the worst
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby
Who you loving?
Say you at work but you wasn’t
If it ain’t me then who?

You know who it is
You crazy, no more tears I’m faded
That you been lying through your tooth
You know who it is
You know who it is
I’m through with them savages
[Chorus]

If it ain’t me then who?
If it ain’t me then who?
Shit
You had a hoe up in your coupe
You’re no good boy
Table top dancers made your bottle just vanish
You know who it is
Tryna make excuses like I’m all yours
Then who? [?]
You know who it is
I can’t believe you bought her boots
You know it, and you know it
And you know who it is
Can’t get no sleep and I’m drinking on activist
[Chorus: K. Michelle]
Oh, oh, oh
Somebody loves you baby
You know who it is
Who you want to be fucking?
Yeah, I mean, like seriously my nigga, if it’s not me then who? You know what I’m say– I can’t even believe I’m still even talking bout you. Like really you played yourself, my nigga I mean after me it’s like who like– done. Like why we still even here?
I was just with you and we was unwrapping and
I know you may laugh at this nigga but damn

Oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2: Trina]
Ain’t no coming back to this
Oh, oh, oh
Ain’t got time to be hurt
Pour it in my cup, yeah
Petty ass nigga
Who you loving when I go out on the tour?
Then I got word from my cousin
How is this happening?
No more love I’m wasting
If it ain’t me then who?

[Outro: Trina]
Bring back a check
You know who it is
I bet that bitch is such a bore
How is this happening?
That you was fucking a buzzard

You know it, and you know it
Michelle] [Verse 3: K.
Forgot about you already
And you know who it is
[Verse 1: Trina]
If it ain’t me then who?
[Chorus]
Somebody loves you baby
Poof, I got motherfucking proof
I can hit her from the booth
If it ain’t me then who?
You know who it is
But my vibrator buzzing
Baby, hold up, let me shoot (doot, doot, doot, doot)
You know who it is
She a thot, the bitch is loose
Cause I got nigga groupies at me
You took my pussy for granted
If it ain’t me then who?
If it ain’t me then who?
If it ain’t me then who?
You know it, and you know it

Somebody loves you baby
I get dudes by the dozen
If it ain’t me then who?
If it ain’t me then who?
Somebody loves you baby
Jack Daniels my baby
If it ain’t me then who?
All of them big things that come in them small packages
I done packed up my shit

DJ Tiesto & KSHMR – Harder (feat. Talay Riley)

Promise, Don’t made my head
Get back ???
I am still fallin’
Hold me close, When you’ll come
Harder, all night long

Harder, all night long
Harder, all night long
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan

Get back ???

Gotta do it
Hansdi-Vasdi Maahi Ve
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
I keep admirin’, admirin’ admirin’
Can we do it

Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan

Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
Harder, all night long
Harder, all night long
Keep on explanin’ and explanin’
Get back ???
Get back ???
Goin’ deeper and deeper and deeper
Hand your heart in my hands
Goin’ deeper and deeper….
Harder, all night long

Can we do it
Gotta do it
Harder, all night long
Harder, all night long
If you love, If you love
Harder, all night long
Come meet me by there some
Goin’ deeper and deeper….
Keep on explanin’ and explanin’
Get back ???
Can we do it

Ho Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Explainin’ Where you’ve been?
Harder, all night long

When night’s callin’
I keep admirin’, admirin’ admirin’
??? My skin into skin, Uoo
Harder, all night long
When night’s callin’
Explainin’ Where you’ve been?
Goin’ deeper and deeper and deeper
Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
I am still fallin’
Get back ???
Can we do it
I don’t know what you have to lose?
When you love, When you love
Ho Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Harder, all night long
Gotta do it

The Killers – The Man

I’m the man, come round
I know the score like the back of my hand
I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
First in command
[Pre-Chorus]
Right hand to God
Who’s the man with the plan?
My testimony, but I take the stand
I don’t feel no pain
I’m the man
I don’t give a damn
Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
Them other boys, I don’t give a damn
[Verse 1]

I got money in the bank
I know the direction, the lay of the land
Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
Them other boys, I don’t give a damn

Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
I got money in the bank
‘Cause baby I’m gifted
I’m the man, I’m the man
I’m the man
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
I got gas in the tank
Who’s the man with the plan?
I’m the man
No-no-nothing can break, you can’t break me down
I’m the man, I’m the man
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
I got skin in the game

I’m the man
I’m the man, I’m the man

You see what I mean?
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
[Chorus]
I’m the man

I know the score like the back of my hand
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man

[Chorus]

[Break]

I’m the man, come round and
I’m the man
I got skin in the game

When it comes to Friday, I always earn

They kiss on the ring, I carry the crown
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m the man
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man

Headed to the hall of fame
[Verse 2]
No-no-nothing can break, no-nothing can break me down
I’m the man, come round
I got skin in the game
Who’s the man with the plan?
Who’s the man with the plan?
USDA certified lean
I got a household name
[Chorus]

I’m the man, I’m the man

[Bridge]
Don’t try to teach me, I got nothing to learn
No-no-nothing can break, you can’t break me down
I got gas in the tank
Nothing can break, nothing can break me down
Don’t need no advice, I got a plan
Who’s the man? Who’s the man?

Portugal. The Man – Rich Friends

[Chorus: John Gourley & Zach Carothers]
Use a rich rich friend like you
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Use a rich rich friend like you
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone

Cold disparity
Use a rich rich friend like you
[Verse 2: John Gourley]
But I’m not your property

[Chorus: John Gourley & Zach Carothers]

From the temple to the tomb
[Chorus: John Gourley & Zach Carothers]
Let me be your little sunshine
I could really really really

Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
I could really really really

Hey man I’m cool to lean on
Let me be your one-man army
[Bridge: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
Use a rich rich friend like you

Electric fences hummin’ like a hive without a queen
I’m just tryin’ to catch a free ride
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
Like I was clothed in Vaseline
I could really really really

Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone

See I’m crushing down these problems
I been slippin’ through the cracks
I could really really really
From the Capetown coliseums
From the temple to the tomb
I could really really really
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
[Bridge: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
I could really really really
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
I’ll campaign for anarchy
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone
[Verse 3: John Gourley]
Use a rich rich friend like you
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
[Break]
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
In all this gloom and doom
[Verse 1: John Gourley]

Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Use a rich rich friend like you
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Cutting pain with poverty
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
We’re all trying to catch a free ride
[Bridge: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]

Phora – To The Moon

Can I be your one and only love?
Baby, you an angel, heaven knows
My love is real
[Chorus]
What’s mine is yours
That "show you off like a trophy" love
‘Cuz I was never good at goodbyes
My love for you, it never dies
The world is ours
And tell me everything you wanna say
Let me be the one to show you love
That "need somebody just to hold you" love
That never dies
Yeah, take me far

It’s not your shape
But only grows
When I get lonely, baby, you’re the cure

Everyone, they only take her love
Just because you breathing don’t mean you alive
I know you need it
[Verse 1]
Far away
I just want to be

Early mornings
Broken dreams
That makes me feel
My love for you, it never dies
Not your thighs
Not your lips
Is like a rose
We never sleep
I know you crave it
My love for you
My love for you
Later nights
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love
[Chorus]
I know you hurt
You pushed away
That "show you off like a trophy" love
Broken trust
You take me to another place
I think you’re the one
They take us far

My love for you, it never fades
And broken wings
We follow dreams
I know you fiend it
Through all the pain
The way I feel
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
All we want
All she ever did was give her love
The world is mine
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
Not your curves
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
[Verse 2]
Yeah, let me love you
Let me stay the night
That "need somebody just to hold you" love
Broken hearts
I just want to be
My love for you, it never fades
Everyone, they only take her love
I think you’re the one
Yeah, she said she never been in love
Show me how
I just want to be
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love
To the moon
It’s your soul and everything inside
Yeah, she said she never been in love
Let me be the one to show you love
But let me fix it
Show me every scar and let me kiss it
Not your size
[Chorus]
Your love is true
All she ever did was give her love
I never wanna drift away
Not your eyes
I think you’re the one
Was always real
But never sure
Find a place, we’ll find a way
Lift me up
I’ll hold you down
I held you close
Can I be your one and only love?
I think you’re the one
Don’t let me leave, just tell me "stay"
Everyone, they only take her love

Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love
Yeah, she said she never been in love
Can I be your one and only love?
Always ready
Your heart is pure
To the stars
That "show you off like a trophy" love
All she ever did was give her love
Let me be the one to show you love
And all the scars
That "need somebody just to hold you" love

Joyner Lucas – Keep It 100

-A hundred
Damn, it’s hot as hell
So don’t even ask me how
For real
I ain’t tryna get caught up"
He said "I should’ve just bet that shit on tonight’s game"
I’m unable to take your call right now
She needed cheese and some milk
"Ooh God, it’s good"
If he had a phone he would call, but he doesn’t
Then put the cash in the glove compartment as I sat waiting
And I’m really hungry and thirsty
His eyes is as big as his smile
No stopping him from the prow
Blessings and murder shit
I dapped him up and got to sliding
Oh, you got a man?
Hurry the fuck up, look

He see some bitch on the corner

Yeah, keep it a 100
I know you don’t need my help
Keep it a 100
That’s what she call heaven’s door
*smack*
It’s money
You need to get back to me as soon as possible
A homeless man walks by
Peace
I know you heard that shit
Don’t make me repeat myself
Somebody told me money rules the world
-Come on, that’s not a lot
She rolled a hundred up and stuck it up her nose like
She keep her eyes on that
In the back of a halfway house
A number written in red
Blessings and murder shit
Uhh, keep it a 100
[Voicemail: Officer Bradley]
Now she making eye contact
What is this?
-Nah, I’m just saying, that’s a lot, bitch
Hit up the plug and said "I know you got some bud, I need that with some pills"
A couple dollars, a hundred bill with some writing
He pull that hundred out his pocket, uncrinkled the corners
I don’t think she like how this shit make her feel
He put that hundred inside of collection plate on Sunday too
She needed gas for the Ford
Then looked around to make sure nobody was looking
-Damn, a hundred?
Can I use that red marker, sir?
Officer Michael Bradley with the police department
I slaved away for ten hours a day at work and just finally got my check but the ATM isn’t working, shit
That’s the right now, uhh
He crinkled it up, walked off and put it in his pocket
Stuck it inside and then put it in his pocket
Take my tough advice
She throw a hundred back at her purse and headed down to the store
Come around and drive inside and, act normal like we ain’t making a transaction
And if the store’s open, I need some cigarettes too
She needed eggs and some dill
What a coincidence
Off to go find him a whore
Money’s the root to all evil
Started stomping and running
[Verse 2]
She got on eye contacts
I snatched it up and went back to my wheels
Blessings and murder shit
That shit is just as weird as I thought
The clerk rang him out and said
Money the root to all evil
"That’ll be eighteen, twenty-five"
Money flopping and rumbling
Now keep it a 100
Counting them dollars, smoking tree while she sit on the floor
Tell me you single
"Lord forgive me but I need this, I’ve been really static"
For like three weeks
Turn around and count to a hundred if you love your life"

The homie who won it walked off with the hundred
Bout to light a cigarette while I …
Held it up to see if it’s real or fake
Whatever nigga, nice game
Or we’ll be showing up at your door with about 10 officers and some handcuffs
Gimme the cash, follow instructions, don’t be fucking moving
But you gotta do what you gotta do when it’s time for paying bills
[Intro]
She making eye contact
-A hundred
Cause I’d hate to kill you over something stupid
Empty that register
"Aye aye, don’t you make one muthafucking move
Off to the streets with the Lord
After church the pastor opened it up and started saying
-Why you playing?
Hope that it’ll take away your sins
Just so happen to be the same exact store that got robbed

-Now how much for sex?
I know you heard that shit
But anyway they covered the plate and just continued praying
She wanna retire soon, she swear to God
[Verse 3]
Maybe someday soon
For real
Yes, in red, it’s like a phone number
[Interlude: Cashier]
He whispers in her ear "How long are you here?
I said what number is that on the bill, what is that?
She sees that Benjamin Frank, she keep her eyes on that
Meet me outside the gas station on Park Ave, I’ll be waiting
One hundred
He pulls his dick out his pants
Punch in a pin code and grab a hundred dollar bill
Few grams of coke on the table
"What what number is that?
And then everything stopped
Damn, yo where’s this nigga at?

-Fuck
Open up the glove compartment and told em to light this
I know you heard that shit
She wanna get high now, uhh
And he grabbed the hundred off the top and started staring at it
Take that (what up, what up)
[Hook]
Busted it open all exotic and maybe she’s foreign
Lucas Mr.
Money’s the root to all evil
Fuck, I don’t care
Back to the cash at the leash
She back to get back on her knees
Some say that money rule the world
She’s thinking "I want that"
7-Eleven gambling throwing all his cash away, yup
Oh, there he go

Let me write my number on this hundred for you
Off to the strip club with some drinks and some orders
He walked into the same store on the block
He’s jogging, skipping around
[Outro: Joyner Lucas]
Make sure you hit me up when your boyfriend can’t do nothing for you
A hundred sticking halfway out
A hundred bucks in the dash and now he riding the course
Sees a wallet, opens his eyes
Yeah
But you gotta do what you gotta do when it’s time for paying bills
Leave me a brief message and I’ll get back to you
Then continued driving his stuff
Yo, wassup, this is Joyner
Grab the Benjamin off the floor, she feeling alive now, uhh
Check it
Looking for a spot in the cut
Trying to get a hold of you now, this is the third time calling
That’s what she call Snow White, the white without seven dwarfs
Choice is yours
That nigga been looking for her ass for days
Damn
He told her hop in the car
Never mind"
He be on the corner jamming getting drunk that-a-way
And then she opened the door
"-How much for head?
I want some beer, a beef jerky
[Verse 1]
Feeling so good, started hopping and jumping
He takes a sip of his glass
Oh, there it go
Stageside, watching this one bitch shaking and twirling

She’s thinking "I want that"
Maybe some ten percent juice
And then grabs it, opens to check what’s inside and to a surprise
Now hand me the bread and place your hands on top of your head
She looked up and seen the hand of God

(508)-507-2209"
Till his wallet fell on the ground
"Come on bitch, yo hurry the fuck up
She bend over, he slaps her ass and puts some ones in her crack
She got home and opened her purse as soon as she gets to the door

Tell him I’m queer
Yeah, that pimp just lost that hundred dollars in that dice game
Like gotta calm down, damn"
She see that Benjamin Frank
And fuck your relationship, I ain’t worried about that
Yo
Oh my God
Keep it a 100
And she don’t like how this shit make her feel
I need to speak to you with regards to some serious charges
She got on eye contacts
Took every single dollar and left her eye black and gray
Uhh
And then he held that hundred out with the red number written on top
Then opened up his wallet
Transaction complete
She needed blunts for the gas
So he says "fuck it, it’s mine"
And then he took it
She needed change
Somebody told me money rules the world
And she went back to the streets
Save my name as Susan in your contacts
True
Forgot she had a pimp

Jaylien – Lucky Guy

And I say goodbye
And I say goodbye
You’ll be mine forever
You already know that though
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
And we both know you ain’t mind it, nah
Then you gotta go home
[Pre-Chorus]
For real
And every time we wake up, we text each other
You’ll be mine forever
[Chorus]

You’ll be mine forever
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
You’ll be mine forever
You’ll be mine, you’ll be mine
Girl, I got everything you want, yeah
[Chorus]
Look at you
See I don’t wanna hide no more
You gotta hide your phone
So he don’t find out what we doing
Aw yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, but you go home to him
I tell you that I love you
Aw yeah, aw yeah, yeah
I want it tonight

You know you’re mine, baby
When we fuck, girl, it’s all mine
[Verse 2]
[Outro]
When we fuck, girl, it’s all mine
But you the only one I’m screwin’, it’s true
Don’t wanna put up a fight
And every time we get together
Then you gotta go home
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy, oh, yeah, yeah
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
Aw yeah, yeah

Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
Aw yeah
But I don’t wanna hide no more

You know we act the fool

You’ll be mine forever, yeah
[Verse 1]
He can’t keep you much longer
He can’t love you like I love you, girl, yeah
You know I got the juice
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
Girl, you don’t even own my heart, no
So now you gotta lie, lie

Joe Gifted – Water (feat. Fronstree)

Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Come up, you come up
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
It’s been a long time, long grind
Rent paid, got it on my 10k
Kid straight, fam straight
Pockets on extra full
Bad bitch, good pussy connoisseur
It’s been a long time, long grind

Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit

I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
In that order
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
In that order
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
Neck piece on water
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
[Hook: Joe Gifted]
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
[Hook: Joe Gifted]
It’s been a long time, long grind
Wrist game on water
Bad bitch with me, Kim K
In that order
Neck piece on water (repeat)
Kid straight, fam straight
Time to shine, gotta get rich

Stay down stay down

[Verse 1: Joe Gifted]
He kept it silent so I had to reward him
My plug foreign so they had to deport him
Come up, you come up
These hoes thirsty, need water
My neck hit, real water
Time to shine, gotta get rich

No bull Frontstreet the best to do it
Face card big good, thought you knew it
Neck piece on water
Make sure it’s extra full

Come up, you come up
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
[Bridge: Frontstreet]
These hoes thirsty, need water

Stay down stay down
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Wrist game on water
I’m the shit, the manure

Fam straight, kid straight
These hoes thirsty, need water
Wrist hit, real water
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Shawty fire, lighter fluid
Told the bitch no offense, bring the bag
[Bridge: Frontstreet]
Stay down stay down
Ain’t going back to jail, that’s a no, no no Dikembe
Disrespectful, need water
Kid straight, fam straight
Wrist game on water
New look , temp fade
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
[Hook: Joe Gifted]
Your bitch thirsty, she need water
[Bridge: Frontstreet]
Money calling pick up or jumpman 23 MJ
[Verse 2: Frontstreet]

Dizzee Rascal – Space

It’s a banger for the mandem on the street and in the slammer
Roger, Zero-T, and I feel fine[?] turning around
Or apparatus, put in the work and spend money on motors and slappers

Giving a toss, know your worth, hold your turf, fuck the earth, and shake it off
Why do they make me feel guilty for gettin’ this money like my soul’s in tatters?
When it all falls down better know your place
Call me "Your Majesty," sometimes it feels like world’s on my phallus
Watch me blaze the beat, I must admit it hit just like a hammer
Whole lotta baggage, you will not manage, I’m the full package
Why do they talk like I am not established? That is so callous, they are the saddest

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
Gotta know your role, better state your case
Chatting my name till this day and I’m flattered, I am not easily rattled
It’ll be tragic
Don’t pet or pander, leave ’em hanging
Done with the racket, I will get erratic, all of my problems disappear like it’s magic
I’ll be damned, man to man
Where’s all the trappers? Where’s all the clappers?
Driving me crackers, you bloody spackers should get off my knackers
Don’t follow the cattle, so quiet your chatter or you will get battered
Sittin’ here tryna realign my chakras
Gotta know your role, better state your case
[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]

Hit him with an open hand, release the anger
I am not shaken, no need for maracas
Why are we frontin’ like it even matters?
[?] I’m bored, taking scores, and be sure
When it all falls down better know your place
[Sample]
Breddas on my line talkin’ ’bout, "Yo, Raskit, break me off"
Space, space
WorldStar, you could get dealt with on camera
Space, you should wanna embrace
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
Fuck all the swine and their bodily gases, roll with the rastas, Babylon’s calling me, nobody’s fooling me
They’re wafer soft, I’m taking off
Alright, lift off and the clock has started
Making up fallacies, I’m in my palace blazing up the chalice with Alice Why are they so full of malice?
Space, space, space
Breaking laws, breaking jaws, open paws
‘Cause I’m a gyalist and I’m the baddest, it’s not a travesty
[Sample]

Never put money over whores, maybe or it’s crazy flawed, it’s a myth, life’s a gift, made me pause, catch my drift, smoke a spliff and get in them draws
"Lift off of Kepler-41b. The first flight of the Orbiter Discovery and the shuttle has cleared the tower
"Three, two, one, zero, and lift off"
Gotta know your role, better state your case
Yes sir, reading you loud and clear
"Discovery. Four computers now have primary control of critical vehicle functions."
Space, space, space
We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
Never let a bredda get one over yours
Go at throttle up." "Discovery.
Yeah, uh
Can’t find enough time to dine on these rappers, all of these MCs are looking like tapas
Understand my grammar, I don’t stutter, lisp or stammer
Bang your doors, bang your doors for the cause
Space, space, space
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
Still couldn’t please these backwards shit cunts, why would I take a loss?
[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]
Give me the gas and the matches, I’ve been through hell and I swallowed the ashes, running this ting for so long as it happens, I’m knackered
When it all falls down better know your place
All of my enemies broken and shattered, sprinkling hate, they’re all over the shop and they’re scattered
Space, space, space
Space, you should wanna embrace
Space, you should wanna embrace

Paid the cost to be the boss, ball and floss, Jesus died, he nailed himself into the cross
I do not roll with the masses, but big up the jungle is massive
"Roger roll, Discovery"
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe

Rip up and ravage, make it a habit for damage
Space, space, space
[Intro]
Push out my chest and I big up my status
You must be on some acid I am not timid and I am not passive, messing with me?
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of

2 Chainz, Trey Songz, Ty Dolla $ign & The Trap Choir – It’s A Vibe (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

That’s a vibe
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe
Your pussy drippin’
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
That’s a vibe
All the bitches like it
Get high
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
This my vibe, nigga

I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)

Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
Got a vibe, make a yellow chick turn her neck (alright)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ooh

That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Don’t you like?
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
Get high
Pussy tight
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
Yah
[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
It’s a vibe (vibe)
I know you feel it (yah)
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
It’s a vibe
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)

Let me slide
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
This one outta here, this is our year
Yeah, hahaha
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
She wanna vibe
It’s a vibe
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
Late night
Different vibe
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah
That’s a vibe
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Any volunteers?
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
Yeah, that’s a vibe
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
That’s a vibe, yeah
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Yeah, yeah
Vibe is the realest

Cardi B – Bodak Yellow (Money Moves)

[Verse 1]
You can’t hang around my block
Say I don’t gotta dance
I don’t bother with these hoes
Only the real can relate
I’ll let him did what he want
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you a pussy you get popped
They see pictures, they say goals
Hope you hoes know it ain’t cheap
I bet, you dip, he dip, she dip
Look, I don’t dance now
Don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
When I go fast as a horse
Got a bag & fixed my teeth
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make money move
That none of they ni**as is safe
He wanna swim with his face
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me

I go to dinner & steak
I be in and out them banks so much
Bet you come around my way
That means I don’t fuck with you
You a groupie, you a opp
If you wanted to
I’m like okay
I’m there, I get paid a fee
I might just chill with your boo
Don’t get comfortable
Roly got charms, look like frosted flakes
At the store I can get them both
Honestly, don’t give a fuck
Think these hoes be mad at me
Know you prolly heard of me
I used to live in the P’s
Now it’s a crib with a gate
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
I make money move
[Hook]
Just in case these hoes forgot
What bitch working as hard as me?
That means I don’t fuck with you
Now she say she gon’ do what to who?
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
Dropped two mixtapes in six months
My pussy feel like a lake
[Hook]
Look, I don’t dance now

I might just feel on your babe
If you wanted to
And I pay my mama bills
Tell that lil bitch play her role
These expensive, these is red bottoms
I just run and check the mail
Say I don’t gotta dance

Say I don’t gotta dance
No – I need to fill up the safe
If I see you and I don’t speak
If I see you and I don’t speak
I don’t wanna choose
I need to let all these hoes know
Their baby father want a feel
These is bloody shoes
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
I make bloody moves
I just came up in a Wraith
I make money moves
These expensive, these is red bottoms
I had to let these bitches know
I don’t wanna choose
This shit is hot like a stove
I make money move
That means I don’t fuck with you
I just a-rove in a Rolls
[Verse 2]
I know they’re tired of me
[Hook]
I don’t wanna choose
I make money moves
Turns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m rich
I’m the hottest in the street
And the new whip
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
You know where I be

Bitch, I’m who they tryna be
‘Bout who ain’t fond of me
If I see you and I don’t speak
I make bloody moves
These expensive, these is red bottoms
You in the club just to party
I got the trunk in the front
And I just checked my accounts
You know where I’m at
If you wanted to
Let’s find out and see, Cardi B
These is bloody shoes
At the store I can get them both
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
These is bloody shoes
Another check from Mona Scott
I put my hand above my hip
I say, I get the money and go
At the store I can get them both
I make bloody moves
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
Don’t get comfortable
My pussy glitter as gold
I ain’t got no time to chill
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I need to fill up the tank
Don’t let these hoes bother me
Look, I might just chill in some bathe