The Shins – Cherry Hearts

But I’ve been biting all my cherry hearts in two
You’re not wanting anybody wanting you
Something that never could stay
When we were drunk

It’s just too much to share
Stowing your diamonds away

Past the window, out the door
You kissed me once
But sometimes I can fly off the handle
I’ve never done time
Called the devil for a deal
When we were drunk
You kissed me once
When we were drunk
[Verse 1]
When we were drunk
When we were drunk
Once I said it I knew I would regret it too

And now I’m nervous when we meet

But I’ve done the crime of wanting
My head went rolling on the floor
It left me spinning on my heels
You kissed me once
My head went rolling on the floor

You kissed me once
Won’t you ever come down from the big rock I found you climbing
You kissed me once
You kissed me once
Thinking in scandalous ways
It left me spinning on my heels

I got nothing under my feet
For the boy who wasn’t there
You don’t even care
When we were drunk
It left me spinning on my heels
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Called the devil for a deal
[Outro]
I’m a practical guy
I get it, all is fair
[Chorus]
Past the window, out the door
Called the devil for a deal
Now you’re fading, sailing in the night

Audio Push – Grits

New sound what now?

Ah ah ah ah, it’s quiet for that hatin’ shit
Make it hot, stir the grits
Jacob on I’m flexing in, but this ain’t the Old Testament
Picked her up in Carson, we don’t fuck with Ben Carson
Make it hot, stir the grits
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
Look how they come after you when you never bruised
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship

By the time you get it it’s a retro
They hate on you then shake your hand, damn that’s that shit
Make it hot, stir the grits
[Chorus: Price]
Just landed with a fly camera
Work them hips, stir them grits
Couldn’t tell got back in
Make it hot, stir the grits
I don’t judge, don’t judge

Rock the boat, swerve the ship
Been a boss since 16 I moved out my mothers
Gotta be somebody birthday
She go up down up down
Focus in the work place
Rock the boat, swerve the ship
Everywhere I go I show love, everywhere I go I blow buds
Country fried, shake that shit
Your best day my worst day
She thicker than a snicker and that thang got that grip

Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
Make it hot, stir the grits
Make it hot, stir the grits
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
Don’t need no Lamborghini just Mustang that’s that whip

[Chorus: Price]
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
Don’t let it all go to waste
Choosing on your fella ’cause I remind her of Mandela
[Chorus: Price]
I dress like it’s first day
Make it hot, stir the grits
I don’t go to no clubs
Met me a lil gypsy that like incense and getting tipsy
Now we call that black magic
Damn but I’m still alive, thank the man up high
Smooth nigga with the best flow
Back against the wall still feel a hundred feet tall
We coming in, busting through the line, that’s that bliss
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
Versace on my drawers, like Lavar’s sons I ball
Make it hot, stir the grits
Up down, up down
When I go down, do not panic
She hit the pole pay the bills
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
When I’m high, sitting inside my ride I’m still a stand-up guy
Put it all in my face
Oktane, I’m still rapping with
Make it hot, stir the grits
Rock the boat, swerve the ship
Make it hot, stir the grits
Got it all back there girl
Take you out your body I’m outstanding
You swerve the ship, I’m a Titanic
I can’t tell you where rest them went
They said they put us on a black list
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
Yeah rock the pole, swerve the ship
[Verse 2: Oktane]
Baby got her own green so we smoked each other out
[Verse 1: Price]
Look at all the friends you lose when you tell the truth
Make it hot, stir the grits
VVS on glow, better resurrect your soul
Make it hot, stir the grits

Lil Yachty & Young Thug – On Me

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Talkin’ gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Keep extended clips (yeah, yeah)
Country Thomas made Billy a promise (okay)
I done got back on (okay)
Flyer than a eagle and a seagull and I’m on a jet (woah, woah, woah)
Know you got a real big bag, don’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
(Lil Boat!)
Twenty-two clothes on me (oh)
Earl on the beat
Keepin’ ’em beneath my feet (okay)
Gettin’ my racks on (racks)
Keepin’ these hoes beneath

I done got back on (okay)

Jeffery
You’ll suck it through the fence, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me)
Keepin’ these hoes beneath
I’m gettin’ to the bag holmes (okay)
Chanel on my backbones (Chanel on my backbones)
Lil Boat
Keepin’ ’em beneath my feet (okay)
Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me)
Twenty-two clothes on me (oh)

Like gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Givin’ you swag for free
I’ll put these racks on your kids (woah, woah, woah)
Learn how to dress from me (how to dress from me)
(woah, woah, woah) You’re poppin’ these tags, don’t you?
Ayy, drop her off at 5ths, tell her take a trip (take a trip)
Twenty-two hoes on me (ayy)
(woah, woah, woah) You’ll swallow my kids, won’t you?
They think a nigga stupid, I’ma act dumber (act dumber)

Bitch, these flooded Pateks on me
Gettin’ my racks on (racks)
(woah, woah, woah) You think about a Jag, don’t you?
Twenty-two broads on me (keep broads on me)
Chanel my backbone (Chanel)
(woah, woah, woah) You’ll slurp a nigga’s dick, won’t you?
Gettin’ my racks on (racks)
Keep extended clips (pew pew)
That like to swallow (like to swallow)
Puttin’ pipe in niggas’ bitches like a full plumber
Any models (any models)
Left wrist sittin’ on bricks (woah, woah, woah)
Is there any problems (any problems)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
The whip seen more donuts than the nigga Homer (skrrt)
Twenty-two golds on me (ayy)
Givin’ you swag for free
Better read my texts (yeah)
I was feedin’ a bitch lobsters
I’m gettin’ to the bag holmes (okay)
Chanel on my backbones (Chanel on my backbones)
Twenty-two broads on me (keep broads on me)
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty]
(woah, woah, woah) You’ll squirt in my bed, won’t you?

Catch me fucking on a jet (woah, woah, woah)
Twenty-two hoes on me (ayy)
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Any models (any models)
Like gobble gobble (gobble gobble)

Santan’ like Dockers
Catch me fucking on a jet (woah, woah, woah)
I was drippin’ in Nautica, err, err, err
Givin’ you swag for free
Talkin’ gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
Any models (any models)
Twenty-two hoes on me (ayy)
Like gobble gobble (gobble gobble)

And they filled with hollows (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Before they got rich they was some roadrunners
Then I take her back home and nut on her lips
And they filled with hollows (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Twenty-two clothes on me (oh)
Keepin’ ’em beneath my feet (okay)
Better read my texts (yeah)
Won’t you?
And they filled with hollows (brrt, brrt)
Twenty-two golds on me (ayy)
Is it any problems
That like to swallow (like to swallow)
I was drinkin’ too much, err
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I was on a helicopter
Any problems
Chanel my backbone (Chanel)
[Intro]
Read my texts (yeah)
We was killin’ baller blockers
Read my texts (yeah)
That like to swallow (like to swallow)
Keepin’ these hoes beneath
Better read my texts (yeah)
Talkin’ gobble gobble (gobble gobble)
I done got back on (that backbone)
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Yachty & Young Thug]
Keep extended clips (pew pew)
Any bottles (any bottles)

Chanel my backbone (Chanel)
Makin’ love to the dick, won’t you? (woah, woah, woah)
Ayy, say he never let a bitch divide their commas (facts)
Chanel on my backbones (Chanel on my backbones)
I’m gettin’ to the bag holmes (okay)
Twenty-two golds on me (ayy)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Read my texts (yeah)
Can’t buy all that (woah, woah, woah)
Any bottles (any bottles)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Like any problems, is there any problems
I done got back on (that backbone)
I done got back on (that backbone)
I done got back on (okay)
Twenty-two broads on me (keep broads on me)
Cartier like binoculars
Any bottles (any bottles)

Ralo – Chiraqistan (feat. Lil Durk)

We do not rent out apartments
Won’t none of these niggas be big as us
Ralo told a nigga slide to Pakistan

You see he got all his brothers with him
[Outro: Ralo]
I bought the Rollie and flood it out
It gon’ be a double homicide
That’s why the streets really love a nigga
You can ask the nigga next to me
Famgoon! OTF
We ain’t never lettin’ shit slide
Fuck with Lil Durk and my niggas start killing
Any nigga standing by your side
Dope
Having this paper, one hell of a feeling
Let’s get it pussy
Crib big, put a hoop in it
You keep it loyal, I do the same
I promised Lil Durk we wouldn’t ever look back
MAC with the cooler attached to it
Talkin’ shit and we gon’ pop a nigga

We ain’t never gon’ switch sides

Got out early for my case, you been fighting years, you a cop
Durk told me that they forgot, he think they forgot about it
You know I ain’t with that lackin’ shit
That’s how you know it’s a lot of pistols
Yeah
They gon’ make us bring them colors out
Now we ain’t got nothin’ to worry ‘bout
Tell on my team when I lose a game
[Verse 6: Lil Durk]
He was talkin’ ‘til that Uzi came
Run up on his ass like, I got ya
[Verse 5: Ralo]
[Verse 3: Ralo]
Yeah I just had a threesome
I’ma put a pint inside a Fanta
That shit there crazy Durk
I’m the nigga that’ll take your lunch
We don’t fuck with the other side
Only the Famgoon, fuck these rappers
Alexander Wang belt, hot boy like Wayne ‘nem
Garage big, put the coupe in it
I walk in the club with a lot of niggas
It’s Durk and Ralo, man we living good
Dummy bags with the woop in it
They don’t want a nigga neck tooken
I can’t wait ‘til they make the fifty shot for the four-five Glock
Started with a million, that’s how I’ma end
We gon’ take his shit for say what you want
OTF
Big dinosaur four-five like a raptor
You know that I was the bully
[Verse 7: Ralo]
Got my niggas with me so you know we packed the van
You know how we rockin’ nigga, only the Famgoon shit
First ran a band off street money
We do not move with these niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Off the jigga, got the moon whippin’

I don’t know no niggas, I don’t know who shot ya
We the only rappers in the hood
[Verse 4: Lil Durk]
I get money, I don’t get tired
Three-nine like a soul train

[Intro: Lil Durk & Ralo]
[Verse 1: Ralo]
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Watch what we do to these niggas
They don’t never send threats of me
OG, I’m with OTF and you know we verse anybody
Just left out the back and we flew to Chiraq
We ain’t that cool with these niggas
You know we turn up in any hood
Real street niggas don’t go off gossip
Got a soul plane like Snoop in it
And we get them racks and we split it up
Hey Durk
Cartiers with the gold frames
Mouth shut so don’t ask me shit
In my circle ain’t no lames
Turn up
Started with a million we end with a billion

She better not get in this Corvette
I be turn up with the fashion shit
In the trenches with the same niggas
Had to trap up on that three some’
‘Cause we ain’t none’ like these other niggas
Ain’t nobody stood up to me
We ain’t worried ‘bout another nigga
I was that nigga that pick on you
Ralo LaFlare
We never playin’ no peekaboo
We gonna have us some car sex
We go and buy up the complex
Ain’t did it yet, but we finna do it
I’m hanging with the robbers and the scammers
Only the Famgoon nigga

Haha
We never lyin’ on interviews
I might OD off the painkillers
We don’t go off gossip nigga
Fuck whoever signed these niggas, we shoot whoever ridin’ with ‘em
You know that you was a bitch in school
We do not fool with these niggas

That the outro, we out
That motherfucker go crazy
Ain’t no nigga said shit to me
Baby mama used to cut me out
Go get your own and stop dick ridin’
Real name Durk, you can call me Mustafa (Abdul Malik)
Everything changed when we came in the building
Blood in my eyes like I’m Fifty man
We walk in the club and we flood it out
Hop out we reminding niggas, who the fuck behind these niggas?
Run your mouth, we start shootin’ things
Lean, percocets, xanny (drugs)

The Academic – Bear Claws (Looper Version) (Live)

Just a late-night girl, calling to the phone,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go (go rip your heart out tonight),
She never really loved you so just leave her alone,
Saying "we were such a good thing, we were such a good thing,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go.
You don’t have to be cool to make me shiver,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go.
You’ve seen the clouds and how the shapes are so strange,
Go rip your heart out tonight.
I know it’s a little old-fashioned,
But not a boy in the backseat, staying in the backseat,
Show me all your flaws,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go.
You’re just a late-night girl, calling to the phone,
Show me your bear claws,

Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Your mama says it’s over when you come through the door,

how could you let this fall?"
Take all my money and meet me on the sidewalk,

Tryin’ to make sense of it all,
Look in my eyes, can I make this any clearer?
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
that’s enough of you, kid, now you’re going South, love."
Saying "that’s enough of you now won’t you shut your mouth",
She never really loved you so just leave her alone,
your mama says it’s over when you come through the door,
Your mama says it’s over when you come through the door,
Saying "that’s enough of you now won’t you shut your mouth",
Holding hands, now start your romancin’,
Show me all your flaws, show me your bear claws,
If you don’t show then I’ll know.
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
You say goodbye as if you’re leaving on a plane,
She never really loved you so just leave her alone,
Go rip your heart out tonight.
Just a late-night girl, calling to the phone,
Saying "that’s enough of you now won’t you shut your mouth,

Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,

Ty Dolla $ign – Ex (feat. YG)

Baby, I know (know), I’m just misunderstood
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]

I just text my main chick (main)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I’m just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)
Yeah
[Verse 2: YG]
I just text my main chick (main)

[?]
[Hook]
Right time, but the wrong place
I tell her I’m not, she like, YG, you a thot
A hundred times, told her, I was gon’ stop
(skrt) (Ooh), how you living, nigga, how you living?
I just text my main chick (main)
That’s how, you know, when it’s all bad (all bad)
Riding ’round with it on me (oh)

Make all them nines and tens flop
I just text my main chick (main)
I just text my main chick (main)
[Verse 3: YG]
I told her, I ain’t coming home tonight (home)
Bongo By The Way
I done linked up with my old thing
I told her I ain’t coming home tonight (home)
Kelly to a play with the foreplay R.
I just text my main chick (yeah, main)
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
But she imagine in her head I’m doing all that
It’s kind of hard, when you’re making your watch

I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
I just text my main chick (main)
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
Yeah
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb’)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I know (know), I be up to no good
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(4 Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
But it’s kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
[?] (so)
Yeah, yeah
[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]

She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
I’m on jet ski’s with naked bitches
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Bongo By The Way]
I just text my main chick (main)

Weezer – Weekend Woman

By Monday morning, I drifted away

Just can’t seem to get back there
We fell in love on a Sunday
I still believe your beautiful life
Don’t ask me what I did
I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic
A change has got to come
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
All I want is to see her
Salvation lies within

All I want is to reach my weekend woman
You can’t change people’s minds
By Monday morning, I drifted away
Your walls are painted green
By Monday morning, I drifted away

This place is not my home
All I want is to see her

All I want is to see her
We fell in love on a Sunday
I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic
Hey look who’s here
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
All I want is to see her
Black eye and bloody lip
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
I’ll meet you there
All I want is to see her
Face hot with tears
Get in, get out
Just can’t seem to get back there
All I want is to reach my weekend woman

Was this your parting gift
We fell in love on a Sunday
Just can’t seem to get back there
The ABCs of love
No time for poetry
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
You don’t have to die to go to heaven
How was I supposed to know

It almost makes me feel young again
All I want is to see her
Our minds have intertwined
I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic
10 years from now, I still remember every word
I still believe your beautiful life
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
When God made her, he threw away the formula

Charlie Puth – How Long

(Ooo-oh)
How long has this been goin’ on?
[Verse 1]

[Bridge]
[Refrain]
Ooo-oh, yeah
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby

I’ll admit, it’s my fault
I tried and I tried, but you’ll never see that
[Pre-Chorus]
When I say it only happened once, hmm

I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby

How long has this been goin’ on?
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
Baby, I just gotta know"
She said "Save your apologies
(Ooh, encore)
(on, on) How long has this been going on?
(You gotta go tell me now)
Oooh-ooh-oh
How long has this been goin’ on?
Ooo-oh, encore
(Ooh, encore)
But you gotta believe me
What else can I say, girl?
[Intro]
Alright
She said "Save your apologies (apologies, yeah)
Baby, I just gotta know"
[Outro]
Was it real or just for show?" Yeah

You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
While you’re callin’ me baby (baby)
I’ll admit, I was wrong
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me (on me)
[Chorus]
She said "Boy, tell me honestly
I promise there were no feelings involved, mmm
She said "Save your apologies
I was drunk, I was gone, that don’t make it right but
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me
La la, la la
Oooh-ooh-oh
How long has this been goin’ on?
[Verse 2]
(Ooo-oh, yeah)
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby (baby)
Oooh-ooh-oh
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)

Was it real or just for show?" (real or just for show)
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby

How long has this been goin’ on?
Baby, I just gotta know"
She said "Boy, tell me honestly (honestly)

[Refrain]

You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me (on me)
While you’re callin’ me baby (baby)
Ooo-oh, you gotta go tell me now

Was it real or just for show?" Yeah
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
Ooo-oh, yeah
How long has this been goin’ on?
She said "Boy, tell me honestly
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me
How long has this been goin’ on?
Can’t you break my head and not my heart?
How long has it been goin’ on, baby? Oh
Ooo-oh, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
How long has this been going on, baby?
While you’re callin’ me baby
You’re the only I wanna love, oh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooo-oh, encore
[Chorus]

Chuck Strangers – Fresh

Where my life was wrong
Down on Ocean cruising
Kids from down bottom, how ironic they on top
The power rules cyphers, stay pulling all-nighters
Sun shining on this dawg’s ass
Two hits from the bong, with my [?] gone
[*Instrumental Switch*]
Straight OD-ing, Flatbush
Left [?], then came up with some better shit
That’s when I get anti-social
Nigga learn some etiquette
I wrote this on my born-day
Motherfuck some business cards
We was posted up, watching Places right?
[Verse 2]
But my last bitch is OC-ing
If I could just chill, vibe and meditate

Life’s a gamble bro, I’m tryna break even
They just hate that he on
We could all get rich
I get my mind strong enough to make a fucking fat bitch levitate
And these niggas not fire
They thought the crib was on Blue Hill Ave
Woah, Chuck, pause that, they ‘gon think you comment on videos
I’m thinking father, you see kings
[Verse 1]
I’m like "you a fool, stop it"
I sent your bitch out with a list, to do some shopping
While niggas was dick-riding and fucking name-dropping
They like "Chuck why is you leaving?"
It’s quiet for that Metro card
Screaming "Fuck some winners!", I ride for niggas that’s losing
I hit the [?] cypher now, God
Like a blunt with no lighter
The way he got bass like that
Chucky bust crazy dope moves
That’s from a movie, you silly hoes
I was posted up with shorty hard
Gave me head while I done dropped it
21 with no court dates
And she added extra sloppin’s
And my rhyme game strong, nigga
They tryna tell me that I lose
Dodge heathens, ’cause nowadays, homies be scheming
That’s Mayweather strong
She got the DiGiorno, but she added extra toppings
Just chose a right team and
I need a crib and something that’s old, sitting on rims
I be the main supplier
God if I could straight four, five, six

Where dealers don’t deal, and users keep using

Curve them fake fucks, just like I’m supposed to
Can’t believe he had the nerve to approach you

DVSN – P.O.V.

Come put them stretch marks on me, on me, yeah
Don’t forget how it feels when you get me
And I like what you do
Nothin’ turns me on, like I want some perspective
[Verse 2]
Don’t forget how it feels when you get me
And I like what you do
All in your hair for you while you get down, so be it
Yeah, this is just the tip of it
Make you need to change your clothes
Don’t forget how it feels when you get me
On me like you’re my protection
Tell me if you’re feelin’ it
Little bit of me on you
Nothin’ turns me on, like a woman’s perspective
I don’t like it when you stress
Make you need to change your clothes

[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re ridin’ for me
That’s equality, oh
This is just the tip of it
Little bit of me on you
I just wanna change your mood
When I’m ridin’ for you

I wanna change your life

And I like what you do
I’m so into you, let me know where you’re ready
Things that I do for you, hopin’ you’ll do to me
When I’m ridin’ for you
That means that I gotta turn you around, so be it
You know I’m there when it’s somethin’ new
[Outro]

You know I’m there when it’s somethin’ new
But I like it when you take your stress out on me
Tell me if you’re feelin’ it
When you’re ridin’ for me
Still I never changed on you
Nothin’ turns me on, like a woman’s perspective
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Always come for you, just the way you expect it

This is just the tip of it
At first we had to rush, now you keep sayin’, "Take your time"
[Bridge]
The same things that I do to you
I’m so into you, let me know where you’re ready
And I just wanna change your point of view
I wanna change your life
And I just wanna change your point of view
I just wanna change your mood

[Pre-Chorus]
And you know that I like those tiger stripes
[Verse 1]

Change positions like you change your mind
Still I never changed on you
Like my imagination is
I wish that we can get reckless

Like what I see

I’m so into you, let me know where you’re ready
Always come for you, just the way you expect it
Always come for you, just the way you expect it
Like what I see
Can’t wait to get into it
When I’m ridin’ for you
When you’re right in front of me
Like what I see

Lukas Graham – Off To See The World

[Outro]
Hey, where you gonna go
We’re off to see the world
We might know we can’t win
Don’t let good things pass us by
We know they can’t change us
That’s why they call us crazy
The time we’re gone will be the
Let’s forget the ones we’ve made
Seeking boundaries to break
We don’t need to know

We never need to know
I love this very moment
And we’ll say if anybody asks us
To get ourselves back on the track
We know they can’t change us
[Chorus]
We’re on the way
Hey, where you gonna go

[Verse 3]
We wanna stay
We do whatever we want, oh
But can’t find peace while sitting still
Hey, where you gonna go
We might know we can’t win
[Verse 1]

We don’t need to know, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Best time of our life
[Chorus]

We don’t need to know, oh
I love this very moment

We’re going, there’s no maybe
[Verse 2]
No need to worry so much
So go tell ’em we won’t stop
And we’ll say if anybody asks us
We’re off to see the world
Hey, where you gonna go
We’re off to see the world
We don’t need to know, oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
We’re gonna go way off the map
[Pre-Chorus]
We’re off to see the world
But we’re dumb enough to try
We don’t need to know
But we’re dumb enough to try

I guess we never will
We’re speeding up not slowing
[Chorus]

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey, where you gonna go
We don’t need to know
So we carry on
Go tell ’em we won’t stop
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
That’s why they call us crazy

Hey, where you gonna go

We won’t hurry back again
We’re off to see the world
We’re off to see the world
The journey is the end
We’re going, there’s no maybe
We’re speeding up not slowing

Lyrica Anderson – Don’t Take It Personal (feat. Tyga)

So don’t take it personal
Yeah, I got my guard up
That’s why I do you wrong
So just don’t take it personal
For always fucking with your head
Don’t take, don’t take
After we done ain’t nothin’ to be said
So just don’t take it personal
Don’t take, don’t take
Don’t take it personal
So just don’t take it personal
[Bridge]
So, don’t feel special, yeah!
Don’t take it personal (don’t take)
[Chorus]
Boy you gotta show me, show me, show me
[Outro]

[Verse 2]
Don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal
Show me what makes you different
I know you probably hate me
Don’t get comfortable in my bed
But I don’t wanna do you wrong
Yeah, I got my guard up
I do this to everyone
[Chorus]

Don’t take it personal
So just don’t take it personal

I just don’t know if you want me
That’s why I do you wrong

But I won’t change out
[Verse 1]
Wanna stick right beside me
Sayin’ all the things I like
Never believe you when you say I’m the only one

[Chorus]
I do this to everyone
That’s why I do you wrong
Letting it down is hard though
Why I should give you loyalty
You said that you wanna ride
Baby, this is how they made me
So don’t take it personal, (don’t take, don’t take)
Don’t take it personal
Letting it down is hard though
Probably the perfect one
I ain’t changing
I do this to everyone
Uoo, Yeah, yeah!
Or if you’re really after my bread
So don’t take it personal
Don’t take it personal

Don’t take it personal
How do I know you not lyin’?

So don’t take it personal
I do this to everyone
Baby look at all the damage
I do this to everyone

Rich Chigga – Chaos

I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Aye, then you went too far
Bumping on the XO, so when i’m bout to call my ex hoe

I’m 18 now
You can’t get rid of me
Saying, I forgot my roots, Goddamn, you went too far
Dressed like I don’t give a damn, but I’ll be ballin’ like LaVar
[Bridge]
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

Now your boy is on the road two months and I’mma get the dough
Wanna let him spank on my bump
I get all the profits
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
And women can legally have sex with me
Got these people all around me, man, they treat me like a star

And I’m just spittin’ out the maze (maze)
I don’t like being so ignorant, but you gonna make me go back to my bullshit again
Sittin’ on my lap, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Go ham on the mic, just like I’m sitting in the cockpit, aye
Used to hate the camera, now your boy’s a natural
And I’m always multiplying like I always fornicate
[Chorus]
Bumping on the XO, so when I’m bout’ to call my ex hoe
She a hippy, she gon’ suck for some granola bars
Two on one, take all day
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow
Why he be so clean?
Oh my God, man, his voice so deep
Damn, make all my own shit
And everybody, that heard, what I did
If you actin’ lazy, then do not expect your props, bitch
I’ll go always break the lock
I ain’t going nowhere
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though

[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Yeah, happy birthday to me
But for him, I catch a case, damn (holding up)
Shout out Based God
[Chorus]
I thought he was 21 plus
[Verse 1]
Let the freaky got me curious like I’m on Mars
Got to wait about three years, until I could go to the bar
He just turned 18
Cake, cake up on this belt, the day I landed in the States
Try to put me in a box
Call me D-Wayne, ’cause she licking on my Johnson like The Rock
She like sippin’ outta a mason jar
Aye, that was the sound of yo’ bitch
Movin’ with the tactics, got girls on all my fabrics
[Intro]

Shania Twain – Swingin’ (On The Late Late Show With James Corden) (Live)

Got my hair down a wide open road

(Only god knows how far it goes

Another year, one more beer, another song
Swinging

It’s in the air we’re breathing
I kiss you once (kiss kiss), I kiss you twice
Got my hair down a wide open road
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Summer’s here, bring it on
Swinging
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Oh like we don’t care
Oh like we don’t care
Your whisper comes in my ear
Fist up in the air
Only god knows how far it goes

Fear disappears each time I close my eyes
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Life is short, nights are long
A wide open road)
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Oh like we don’t care

Fist up in the air
Only god knows how far it goes
Oh can you taste the freedom, oh oh
With my eyes closed, got my hair down
Swinging

Fist up in the air
Only god knows how far it goes

Not afraid of what I’m feeling, oh
I follow like a season
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Nothing’s sure in this world till we’re gone
Comes on the radio, so loud and clear
Fist up in the air

Oh like we don’t care

Waka Flocka Flame – Circles

Runnin’ in circles
I’m in the same spot with a bigger bank (true)
Shit, I ain’t ever fake it (Flocka)
Feel like I’ve been here before (I’ve been here before)
Lately I’ve been feelin’ some kinda way (you know)
Lord, if they only knew
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
I done seen it all, done it all
Fuck y’all (Flocka!)
Lappin’ myself (self)
Lappin’ myself (self)
But I still managed to stay the same (I did)
Lappin’ myself (self)
Some shit changed (some shit changed)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
Lappin’ myself (self)
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)
Just to pay a bill, make a way
Lappin’ myself (self)
[Bridge: Derez De’Shon]
Squad! Flocka
No matter how hard I try (I try)
I’m runnin’ in circles (yeah)
It’s like I’m livin’ in rewind
Lappin’ myself (self)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
It’s like I’m livin’ in rewind
You can’t walk a mile in my Mike J’s (yeah)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
Got tired of waitin’, fuck patience
Circles (yeah)
[Chorus: Derez De’Shon]
Lappin’ myself (self)
All this bullshit I’ve been through (squad)
[Chorus: Derez De’Shon]
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
My campaign still champagne, nigga (squad)
Circles (yeah)
It’s like I’m runnin’ in circles
No matter how far I go (I go)
No matter how far I go (I go)
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)
Circles (yeah)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
I got my own producers, made my own sound
I’m runnin’ in circles (yeah)
Flocka!
Circles (yeah)
All I know is grind, all I know is hustle

I’m lappin’ myself (self)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
Runnin’ in circles
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)
Stayed the same, won’t change, nigga
No matter how hard I try (I try)
I ain’t gonna stop ’til I’m platinum times two
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)
Where I come from, yeah you gotta keep a J (squad)
I ain’t goin’ nowhere that my niggas ain’t (squad)
I’m runnin’ in circles (yeah)
Yeah all of y’all, don’t notice you (I mean)

You can feel the pain in my vocal booth (you know)
Runnin’ in circles
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)
I earned my spot, I ain’t have to take it (Flocka)
Through all the pain (through all the pain)
I’m runnin’ in circles (yeah)

Circles (yeah)
Y’all sellin’ lies, y’all tellin’ lies

No matter how far I go (I go)
It’s like I’m livin’ in rewind
[Chorus: Derez De’Shon]
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
You got the nerve to say I ain’t gonna make it
No matter how hard I try (I try)
Made a way so my niggas ate (squad)
Hear the echos, that’s haters all in my background (shawty)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)

Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)

Lappin’ myself (self)
Lappin’ myself (self)

I’m lappin’ myself (self)
I done seen and did some things you can’t do
Circles (yeah)
Runnin’ in circles
Through all the rain (through all the rain)
I know the truth
It’s like I’m livin’ in rewind
Fuck diamonds and chains, nigga
Took my best friend away (Flocka)
[Chorus: Derez De’Shon]
But I needed help, they turned away
Lappin’ my (lappin’ my)
I’m lappin’ myself (self)

Circles (yeah)
No matter how far I go (I go)
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
It’s 2016, feel like 2010
Lappin’ myself (self)
Stay above water, thank you for the corners
No matter how hard I try (I try)
Lappin’ myself (self)
Just go hard, never back down
Lappin’ myself (self)
Same bullshit, same niggas (what)
Circles (yeah)