Daniel Caesar – Freudian

My mind feel strange momma but I feel the same
Face to face with my faith momma, I lost my faith
I just want to thank you for all your advice
Human sacrifice
It’s been so long look how time flies
And I know you think you’re kinda nice
Human sacrifice
Can’t stop running amok
I just want to thank you for all your advice
Human sacrifice
Send me kisses when it’s grey skies
Babe I know I fucked up
It’s your second son the same I ain’t changed momma
I just want to thank you for giving me life yes
It’s been so long look how time flies
If you love me won’t you let me know
I’ve been trying to learn let you go
I just want to thank you for saving my life, yes
Human sacrifice oh yes
Times have changed (minds have changed)
Isn’t it nice
You are the reason, the reason I’m alive
Isn’t it nice
Hey momma
The reason I sing
Better believe in it
Isn’t it nice
But you got your thanks too
Know I’d take a bullet for you
Rising up from the flame
I’ve been trying to learn let you go
I just want all the lights
Say I’m a martyr
Charge that to my ego
The phoenix that I became
If I don’t, I’d die
Do you remember when I saved your life
But you got your thanks too, better believe it I
I know I brought shame
Call my name whenever tears fall
Truth I’m up on my luck
I take the easy way out every time
It’s time you stopped displaying weakness, oh, oh
I must bring you honour
Times have changed on me
When you face your fears you stand tall
I made some change
But you got your friends too
I don’t deserve my own life
You keep chasing delight
I have to preserve you
Don’t come at me on some weak shit
Call my name whenever tears fall
I hate consequences, that shit is too expensive
And now we’re taking life
Put a mock on your name
Isn’t it nice
Send me kisses when it’s grey skies
The universe got it
If you love me won’t you let me know
When you face your fears you stand tall
I got too excited
No you don’t know what I go through
I feel ashamed when I’m face to face with my faith
Cause you’re my everything
‘Cause you got your friends too
You are the reason
Focus on them B cups

Joyner Lucas – I’m Not Racist

And then you teach it to your children until the cycle continue
Like you was pickin’ cotton off the fuckin’ ground back then
Niggas kneelin’ on the field, that’s a flag down
And then you gave us Donald Trump, and now it’s pay back for that
Fuck, I’m exhausted, I can’t even drive without the cops tryna start shit
And when you use it we know there’s a double meaning under
I wish that I knew yours
Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet
I swear North Korea bout to bomb us any day now
Blame it on everybody except for your own race
I’m not racist, my sister-in-law’s baby cousin Tracy got a brother and his girlfriend’s black
You gon’ show us some respect, you gon’ stand for this country, nigg-er!
Blame it on Puerto Rico, blame it on O.J
I might be any day now, treatin’ everybody how you want and any way how
Y’all can take that motherfucker too, he ain’t white no more
I’m tired of the systematic racism bullshit
And you ain’t got no motherfucking sympathy, you pussy nigga!
Maybe we should build a wall to keep the Mexicans out
Bunch of class clowns
You already late; you motherfuckas needa get your damn priorities straight, way
I’m not racist, but I cry a lot
You ain’t know about the two-step, or no loose change
Agreed or disagreed, we could have an understanding
And that’s one war you’ll never win
Pants hangin’ off your ass, you ain’t got no home-trainin’
Judging me by my skincolor and my blackness
Food stamps for your children, but you’re still tryna sell ’em for some weed and some liquor or a fuckin’ babysitter
So you can keep livin’ off free government assistance?
And I don’t mean just for one day and you done, I mean
My head’s in the cloud
Well pound that then, talkin’ about slavery like you was around back then
And all you care about is rappin’ and stuntin’ and bein ratchet, and that’s the nigga within you
I’m not racist, but there’s two sides to every story and now you know mine
You ain’t know about no 2Chainz or no kool-aid, you don’t know!
Don’t talk about no motherfucking taxes, when I ain’t making no dough
My voice been back
You don’t know what it’s like to mind your business
I’m not racist, my sister’s boyfriend’s black
It’s hard to elevate when this country’s ran by whites
I wish we could trade shoes or we could change lives
Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks, blame it on everybody except for your own race
I heard Eminem’s rap at the awards, who’s he fightin’ for?
You know I make a lot of sense, but you just can’t admit it
The power in the word "Nigga" is a different sin
But I’d rather see a black man claimin’ his son
Tryna steal black culture and then make it your own, whoa
And you don’t know shit about my people, that’s what bothers you
Blame it on white privileges, blame it on white kids, and just blame it on white citizens—same with the vice president
Can’t erase the scars with a bandage
You think you know everything, but you don’t
Hatred all in your brain, it slowly start to convince you
Heard there’s not enough jobs for all the men in your house

With all due respect, I don’t have pity for you black niggas, that’s the way I feel
I’m hoping maybe we can come to an understanding
You can pray for some change but can’t break a dollar
And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate? Fuck outta my face!
It’s like you’re proud to be fake
Music rotting your brain and slowly start to convince you, then you let your kids listen and then the cycle continues
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin’ god; he was fighting for his life right before he fuckin’ died, nigga die, nigga!
"They fuck the world with a Make America Great condom"
We shouldn’t say it but we do, and that shit’s what it is
I’m not racist, it’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’, but splittin’ the both sides
And get stopped by the cops and not know if you bout to die or not
I work my ass off and I pay my taxes for what?
You couldn’t wait to get him out, and put a cracker back
You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know
Yo, what the fuck!?
I love you, but I fuckin’ hate you at the same time
Aim at the black businesses, I ain’t saying I’m innocent, but
So we could understand each other more, but that’d take time
You can’t escape problems
Take that gold out your mouth!
Yellin’ "Nigga, this" and "Nigga, that"
Or maybe we should send ’em all to the ghetto for now; I’m not racist
And all you care about is money and power and being ugly and that’s the cracker within you
You don’t know what it’s like to be in a frying pot

And even if I wasn’t picking cotton physically
Aight, look
Screamin’ "Black Lives Matter," all the black guys rather be deadbeats than pay your bills
I can’t take you nowhere without people pointin’ fingers
And I never lie, but I think there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
Put that suit back on!
I’m not racist
Screaming "All Lives Matter" is a protest to my protest, what kind of shit is that?
And when we use it we know that’s just how we greet each other
Take that do-rag off!
You crackers ain’t slick, this is all a part of your tactics
But that don’t mean that you can say it just ’cause you got nigga friends
Like you was on the plantation gettin’ down back then
Put your fuckin’ pants up, nigga!

I’m not racist, it’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’ but split into two floors
You worry bout your life, so you take mine
How dare you try to make demands for this money?
Call everybody "Nigga" and get a nigga mad
All you do is false shit, this the shit that I’m falsed with
[Verse 1]
Blame it on black niggas and blame it on black citizens
While you party on the road ’cause you ain’t got no fuckin’ goals
I’m sorry you can never feel my life
You ain’t know about no fried chicken and no barbeque
My grandmomma was a slave, that shit gets to me
With all disrespect, I don’t really like you white motherfuckers, that’s just where I’m at
That don’t mean I’m not affected by the history
I see a black man aimin’ his gun
When Eminem went against Trump, that was the illest
Cause even though he’s white he let us know he standin’ with us
I worship the Einsteins, study the Steve Jobs, but you ride 2Pac’s dick like he was a fuckin’ god, oh my god!
Tryna find a job but ain’t nobody call me back yet
It’s like you wanna be so famous, you’ll do anything for attention and a little payment
And now I’m duckin’ everytime I hear a fuckin’ plane now, shit
Tryna have faith, but I never felt alright
And even though Barack was half as black, you hated president Obama, I know that’s a fact
And wanna swing at me and call me racist ’cause I ain’t black
I’m not racist, I never lied, but I know there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
As soon as I say "Nigga," then everyone react
I’m not racist, but there’s two sides to every story—I wish that I knew yours
I’m not racist, I’m just prepared for this type of war
You still trapped in a rut
[Verse 2]
I’m not racist, I swear
Got nobody else to blame, so you blame Donald
Nigga, that word was originated for you to keep us under
But you lazy as fuck and you’d rather sell drugs than get a job and be straight
Quit the pitiful stuff and then maybe police would stop killin’ ya, fuck!

Calum Scott – You Are The Reason (Lyric Video)

Please come back now
There goes my hands shaking
Keeping you safe
If I could turn back the clock
Oh, ’cause I need you to see
And fix what I’ve broken
And I’d climb every mountain
I’d climb every mountain
Just to be with you
I need you now
My heart keeps bleeding
There goes my heart beating
‘Cause you are the reason
I’m a little sad
There goes my mind racing
And you are the reason
You are the reason
I’m losing my sleep
And fix what I’ve broken
Oh, ’cause I need you to see
That I’m still breathing
And swim every ocean
I’m hopeless now
I’d climb every mountain
I need you to hold me tonight
I’d spend every hour, of every day
I’d make sure the light defeated the dark
‘Cause I need you to see
That you are the reason
I’m a little sad
That you are the reason
And swim every ocean
That you are the reason
Just to be with you
And fix what I’ve broken
And swim every ocean
Just a little sad
And you are the reason
Just to be with you

Blackbear & Tinashe – Up In This

Got the club feeling like a safe house
We up in this bitch now
She can ain’t going home, she wanna hang out (hang out)
We up in this bitch, naw
All this damn money, let it rain down (rain down)
And there’s purple in my piss now
Driveway so long I need a gate now
We ain’t going home, we wanna hang out
Wilhemena models, they be hangin’ backstage now, uh
We up in this bitch, we up in this bitch
We ain’t going home, we wanna hang out
We up in this bitch now
[Verse 1: blackbear]
You think I’m playin’ ’round
Ooh, hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got the club feeling like a safe house
I guess they fuckin’ with the kid now

Ain’t no turnin’ down, let it bang out (hang out)

It’s like I’m Drake now
[Outro: blackbear]
Mama got a lake house
[Chorus: Tinashe]
We up in this bitch
I used to play to 50 kids, I’m gettin’ 50k a show now (wow)
We up in this bitch, oh
We up in this bitch
No Sonny Digital, I’m takin’ major risks now
I’ll be at Barney’s or Fifths now
100K up on a wristwatch
We up in this bitch now
Got the club feeling like a safe house

Ain’t no turnin’ down, let it bang out (bang out)
Ooh, hey
[Chorus: Tinashe & blackbear]
We up in this bitch, oh
We ain’t going home, we wanna hang out (hang out)
Shawty got a booty, let it hang out (hang out)
And if you wanna come and find me
She ain’t going home, she wanna hang out (yeah)
Ain’t no turnin’ down, let it bang out (bang out)
All this damn money, let it rain down (rain down)
[Chorus: Tinashe]
She can ain’t going home, she wanna hang out
40 acres, 40 miles outside L.A. now
My shit is way out
Came a long way from selling yay now
I got two bodyguards with loaded Smiths when I hop off a plane now
Up in this bitch now

All this damn money, let it rain down
Shawty got a booty, let it hang out (hang out)
We up in this bitch, oh

My mama real proud
Shawty got a booty, let it hang out (beartrap sound)
We up in this bitch
We up in this bitch now
[Verse 2: blackbear]

Meyhem Lauren & DJ Muggs – Camel Crush

My wisdom effective, my vision I’m a [?]
That’s how it go down so I don’t really trust these streets
Unless I’m tryna bag a mommy
Fuck around, I’ll make your son fold
It’s fucked up because I lust these streets
Custom made shirts, I pop you need collars
Super Avengers, Met symbols on their fitted
I’m busy getting paper, catch you niggas later
My story’s untold nigga, I’m a [?]
Cash [?] your wig
It’s still Queens for the victory
Floating moving potent while you stepping on the [?]
Play the block when it’s [?]
[Intro]
And swerve in the punani when it’s creamy like [?]
Fast be the way that I live, uh
I need an intern to bag 100 thousand fifties
Fly before rap so rap could never gas me
That’s how them Queens niggas get it
Smooth when I hop out that whip I speak raspy
Started looking at shit, you know what I’m saying. How the fuck you gonna sugar coat murder and mayhem, nigga? You can’t sugar coat violence, nigga. You know started thinking and reminiscing and shit. Like about 4 o’clock in the morning and shit, sparked the L. What up my G? You know I woke up graciously this morning, you know what I’m saying, anxious. It’s kind of funny how these niggas wanna sugar coat violence, nigga.
Complexion hickory, flexing making history
Maneuver invisibly when hopping out the grey car
Up for weeks trying to get it
We ain’t grow the same so we grew apart
Moving unpredictably, I live under the radar
Glide like a figure skater when I get the data

[Verse: Meyhem Lauren]
You never seen me rocking slum gold
My future’s looking prosperous, it could’ve rised the gypsies
My niggas getting money so my crew is smart
Bat cave president, never hesitant
Uh, street scholars seek dollars

Mary J. Blige – Mighty River (from “Mudbound”)

(Like a river)
I don’t want to fight
[?]
It keeps changing, and ticking, and moving, then passes by
(Like a river)
White flag in hand
White flag in hand
Let it wash you clean
So full of life

But if you’re lucky it will be kind
(Like a river)
(Mighty river)
Invisible, no colour life
Time tells no lies
(Like a river)
‘Cause it never gives up
(Like a river)
(Like a river)
Ego’s a killer, greed is a monster

(Like a river)

(Like a river)

Better wash me clean
I’m not gonna fight
(Like a river)
All it takes is time
(Like a river)
(Like a river)
The pain from yesterday
(Like a river)
(Like a river)
That’ll wash away
(Like a river)
‘Cause it never gives up

(Mighty river)
Cutting through [?]
Let it wash you clean
It’s time we put our, put our differences aside

Let it wash you clean
Going up stream
[?]
(Like a river)
Our blood is red, we’re not so different
Get this dirt off of me
(Like a river)
(Mighty river)
Cutting through [?]
But love is stronger, stronger than them all
It’s time we put our, put our, put our differences aside
Like a river flowing through time
Time tells no lies
The pain from yesterday
Like a river flowing through time
And I’m a believer like a river wild

Hope of forgiveness it waters the soul
So full of life
Life is a teacher, time is a healer
(Like a river)
But if you’re lucky it will be kind
We know wrong from right
Love is the answer, hate is a cancer
Rain down on me
(Like a river)
No lines in the sand, I’m on your side
(Like a river)
‘Cause underneath our skin we’re identical

No lines in the sand, I’m on your side
(Like a river)
Going up stream
That’ll wash away
Invisible, no colour life
It keeps changing, and ticking, and moving, then passes by
(Mighty river)
To heal this bloodline

Jay Fizzle – Gang

How long you been bangin?
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
When you hear this bang
All I see is purple
Beat this white bitch pussy up
I started sellin dope cause I couldn’t play ball
[Verse: 1]
Link up, three up top
When you hear this bang
Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
When you hear this bang
And turnt that pussy purple

What set do you claim?
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
You know the call
Gang, gang
Draco get to spittin
Have you pussies jumpin hurdles
[Verse: 2]

My young boy 15, really wit it
I paint that bitch purple

Bout a murder, aye
I kept me a strap cause a nigga wasn’t that tall
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
When you hear this bang
Put us out we hot
Bout a murder
[Chorus]
Gang on the block
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Try reach for my chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I was with the gang, skippin school in the hall

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I twist my hands up like a nigga can’t talk
[Intro]
Put us out, we hot
What set do you claim?
Paper Route [?] nigga
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Link up, three up top
Since a nigga was just small

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
I walk around with my flag on like its a 40
Gang on the block
When you hear this bang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
My young boy 15, really wit it
Fow, fow
Go against the grain
Gang shit
[Chorus]
Bitch I bleed purple
When you hear this bang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
No doubt about it I’ma hurt ya
Put this Glock on my hip, got a nigga can’t walk
Don’t claim the gang, you not
Big grape speaking nigga
My first foreign was a Jag
It’s gone be another murder
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Don’t claim the gang, you not, aye
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Harry Styles – Kiwi (At Aria Awards Australia 2017) (Live)

Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck
She sits beside me like a silhouette
In a black dress, she’s such an actress
I’m kind of into it
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your, it’s none of your"
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"
It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"

She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"

"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" (None of your, none of your)
Whole tunnels, foreign noses always backed up

"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your, it’s none of your"
It’s like I paid for it, I’m gonna pay for this
(It’s none of your, none of your)
Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect
Driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
It’s New York, baby, always jacked up
(It’s none of your, none of your)
And now she’s all over me, it’s like I paid for it
I’m kind of into it
When she’s alone, she goes home to a cactus
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"
Hard candy dripping on me ’til my feet are wet
She’s driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
And all the boys, they were saying they were into it
It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it
It’s none of your, it’s none of your
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" (None of your, none of your)
"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"

"I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"
I think she said "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"
I think she said "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business"

The Prodigy – Breathe

Breathe the pressure
Come breathe with me
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Come play my game
Inhale, inhale, you’re the victim
Breathe the pressure
Psychosomatic, addict, insane
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game, I’ll test ya

Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe with me
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Psychosomatic, addict, insane
Come play my game
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Breathe with me
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Come play my game
Breathe with me
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Breathe the pressure
Breathe the pressure
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Come play my game
Breathe the pressure

Psychosomatic, addict, insane

Breathe the pressure

Inhale, inhale, you’re the victim
Psychosomatic, addict, insane
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Come play my game, I’ll test ya
Come play my game
Come play my game
Psychosomatic, addict, insane

Psychosomatic, addict, insane
Psychosomatic, addict, insane
Inhale, inhale, you’re the victim

Breathe the pressure
Exhale, exhale, exhale
Psychosomatic, addict, insane
Inhale, inhale, you’re the victim
Come play my game

Pitbull & Fifth Harmony – Por Favor

Please, vas a tener que esperar (dame un besito, mami)
Mami, dame eso, sexy (mmm)
Haz lo que quieras si me dices por favor (por favor)
Please, solo quieres sanar (if you want this now)
Yo me pillo un french kiss, en la punta de París

Haz lo que quieras si me dices por favor
Lo que quieras si me dices por favor
Mami, dame besos, rico (hahaha)
With the beautiful, sexy, sophisticated Fifth Harmony
Mami, dame eso, sexy (¿qué tú quieres?)
Please, si lo quieres tonight
¿Tienes novia, o buscas hombre?
Lo hago todo si me dices por favor (por favor)
Lo que quieras si me dices por favor
Haz lo que quieras si me dices por favor
Despacito, suavesito, rico

De la forma en que lo dices, díme más (más, más, más)
Por favor, disculpa todas las preguntas
Por favor
Please, vas a tener que esperar (boy, if you tell me now)
Please, si lo quieres tonight
I already seen mama need a TLC
Como arroz con huevo frito
Lo hago todo si me dices por favor (por favor)
¿De dónde eres, cuál es tu nombre?
Ella me dijo "Número uno, mi nombre es Johanna"

[Chorus: Lauren & (Ally)]
[Intro: Pitbull]
Lo hago todo si me dices por favor (por favor)

Que lo único que quiero es un besito en la punta, pretty, please
And I ain’t too proud to beg just like TLC
Lo que quieras si me dices por favor
[Chorus: Lauren & (Ally)]
[Pre-Chorus: Lauren, (Pitbull) & Ally]

[Outro: Pitbull]
[Verse 2: Pitbull]
Por favor, mami, me lo merezco, pretty, please
[Verse 1: Pitbull]
[Chorus: Lauren & (Ally)]
Worldwide Mr.
De la forma en que lo dices, díme más (más, más, más)
Ven mamita, pa’ dártelo
Punta Cana ¿Y de qué punta tú hablas?
Mami, dame besos, rico (¿qué tú quieres?)
[Bridge: Pitbull & (Lauren)]
That’s when I called her over and told her "Mami, ven aquí"
[Pre-Chorus: Lauren, (Pitbull) & Ally]
No mama, de la punta de mi nariz
Mami, dame eso, sexy (¿eso?)
Lo que quieras si me dices por favor
Haz lo que quieras si me dices por favor (por favor)
[Pre-Chorus: Lauren (Lauren), Ally]
Mami, dame besos, rico

Please, vas a tener que esperar (dame un besito, mami)
Estoy loco, y un poco suelto
Pero dame un besito en la punta

Lo hago todo si me dices por favor (por favor)

De la forma en que lo dices, díme más (más, más, más)
De la forma en que lo dices, díme más (más, más, más)
I got a good head on my shoulders, if you know what I mean
Coco quemao’, y un poco fresco
Mami, dame besos, rico
Mami, dame eso, sexy

Liam Gallagher – Come Back To Me

Everyone out there
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Thank God some help, I’m coming and going
Trying to make the scene
Why don’t you come back to me?
Everyone out there
Everyone out there
Why don’t you come back to me?
My hands, are hot but I wanna touch
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Trying to make the scene
I can’t get enough then
Everyone out there
Says you think I’m a bit too hard
Says you’ve been testing with man and God
‘Cause I know you’re lonely
Get high, get saved
Says you’ve been testing with man and God
Look out, be brave, it waves us through, rolling
I’ve seen despair
My head is exploding
Tired of myself
Says you think I’m a bit too hard
But I still care, my heart is together
Why don’t you come back to me?
Your hard time I’m feeling
Says you’ve been testing with man and God
Everyone out there
Why don’t you come back to me?
Everyone out there
Why don’t you come back to me?
Says you think I’m a bit too hard
I’ve gone so far
Trying to make the scene

Pentatonix – Deck The Halls

(Fa la la la la, la la la, Fa la la la la, la la la)
Fa la la la la, la la la la
[Chorus: All]
Fa la la la la, la la la la

Fa la la la la, la la la la
Fa la la la la, la la la la (Fa la la la la, la la la la)
Fa la la la la, la la la la (Fa la la la la, la la la la)
Fa la la la la, la la la la (Fa la la la la, la la la la)
Fa la la la la, fa la la la
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses

Fa la la la la, la la la la (Fa la la la la, la la la la)
[Chorus: All]
Fa la la la la, la la la la la la

Don we now our gay apparel
See the blazing yule before us
Fast away, the old year passes

(Fa la la la la, la la la la)
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Fa la la la la, fa la la la
‘Tis the season to be jolly
Fa la la la la, la la la la la la

Fa la la la la, la la la la
[Verse 1: Scott, (All), (Mitch)]
Sing we joyous all together, oh
Fa la la la la, fa la la la
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
(Fa la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, Fa la la, la la la, la la la la)
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
‘Tis the season to be jolly
Fa la la la la, la la la la (Fa la la la la, la la la la)
Strike the harp and join the chorus
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
Fa la la la la, la la la la la la
While I tell of Yuletide treasure

Fa la la la la, la la la la la la
[Intro: All]
[Verse 3: Scott, (All)]
Heedless of the wind and weather
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Fa la la la la, la la la la, Fa la la la la, la la la la
Don we now our gay apparel
Deck the halls with boughs of holly

Fa la la la la, la la la la la la
Fa la la la la, la la la la la la
Fa la la la la, fa la la la
[Verse 1: Scott, All]
Fa la la la la, fa la la la
Follow me in merry measure
[Verse 2: Scott, Kirstin, Mitch, (All)]
[Chorus: All]
Fa la la la la, fa la la la
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Fa la la la la, la la la la

Migos, Nicki Minaj & Cardi B – Motorsport (Lyric Video)

I wonder how many platinums we gon’ sell (albums)

Take the air out your broad (hey), now she can’t go back
Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
Same hoes that was sendin’ shots

Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)
Girl, yeah, yeah, I wish my grandma could see me (grandma)
Shiftin’ gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)
Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)

‘Cause money is treatin’ me well (uh uh)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (skrrt)
‘Cause he cums more, when I see him less
Straight up there (where?), we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
This season’s Off-White come in snorted (white)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
I don’t work in no office, but they copyin’ and that’s facts though
It’s a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)
My chest bad, give me chills
Motorsport, motorville
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti

This Givenchy is custom made, now you can’t get it at Saks though
Niggas not cappin’ this season
Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
That’s why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Skrrt! ¡Dame más gasolina!
I’m boujee, so, bitch, don’t get near (boujee)
I don’t wanna hear I’m actin’ different
Not the watch, but the price on the ice
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
488, hit the gears (488)
I’m the trap Selena
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin’ out the court (jump)
Right hand on the Bible, I swear I won’t tell (swear)
And my ears got McDonald’s nuggets (ayy)
Take the air out the mall (hey), walk in with the sacks
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Take the air out the ball (yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the ball, just so I can flex
If you don’t know what that is (huh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
Offset!
Get you a straw nigga, you know this pussy is juicy
[Verse 1: Quavo]

[Outro: Quavo]
All of your friends’ll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I get up set off
That’s not a reliable source, no

Pop a Perc and catch a feel (I pop one)
Face all your fears, then get at me
I’m with a couple bad bitches that’ll rip the party
My crown won’t fit on your bum-ass lace fronts (uh)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Straight up there (where?), we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
[Verse 5: Takeoff]
"Hey yo Nick, didn’t you just do a hit with Gotti?"
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow

Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Uh, the coupe came imported (hey)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)

Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin’ out the court (jump)
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
And their pussy stank, they catfishin’
So tell me, have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
I scuffed ’em runnin’ from 12 (12)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Ride the dick like a BMX
You don’t want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
Is the same lips that be ass kissin’
They reachin’ out like they back itchin’
You see them stats, you know what I am about
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the mall, walkin’ with the sacks
Ain’t make no commitment with none of you bitches
I ain’t tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho
Feel like I can fly, yeah
Yeah, Cardi B, I’m back, bitches
Man, we should sell that porn
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
My pinky on margarine, butter (margarine)

I love when he go on tour
[Verse 2: Offset]
[Chorus: Quavo]
Same lips that be talkin’ ’bout me
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voilà)
And the left hand on Richard Mille (ice)
You heard she gon’ do what from who?
You bitches catchin’ a fade, shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
[Intro: Quavo]
Hundred K, I spend on my señora (racks)
I turn Offset on
No human being, I’m immortal (no)
Soon, as I land on the Lear (whew)
It’s a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi
If I get to play with that kitty
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, E)
These hoes ain’t what they say they are
I am the champ, I’m Iron Mike in a bout
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin’ out the court (jump)
[Chorus: Quavo]
[Chorus: Quavo]
If Quavo the QB, I’m Nick Lombardi

Attention, I’ma need you to face front

Take away pain, ain’t easy (pain)
Yeah, woo, yeah, skrrt
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
Abort the mission, that’s a kill (pew, pew, brrr)
M-M-M-Murda
I told him the other day
Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (rrrr)
Rap’s Jackie Chan, we ain’t pullin’ them fake stunts
[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
Piguets, they wet, tears (‘guets)
[Verse 3: Cardi B]

Miguel – Come Through And Chill (feat. J. Cole)

I wanna f… all night
I’m progressin’, I just heard my songs is poppin’ out in Macedonia
[Verse 2: Miguel]
Pick up the phone, show me it was real
Prolly on your shoulder, ’cause I forgot to hit back
I guarantee you won’t regret you did it if you come through
I’m talkin’ late-night for you
Pick up the phone, show me it was real

Just say you will, will, will
And I need every single sound scan
And even Serbia, I don’t mean to burden ya

I’m playin’, baby; I’m sayin’, baby
‘Specially if he’s a fan, he’ll prolly never wanna hear my shit again
I need to feel your essence in my presence if you’re with it
I wanna f… all night (say it)

In case my lack of reply had you catchin’ them feelings
It’s been a minute since we last kicked it
Just say you will, will, will
Due to unusual rain and thunder

I’m talkin’ late-night for you
Left you on read, apologies I said
Been more patient than a Browns fan
Just as I recall, that ass is still amazing
Just say you will, will, will

But since we’re coolin’, is it an option?
[Pre-Chorus: Miguel]
Yeah, I don’t wanna put no pressure on ya
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Come through and chill, chill, chill
I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)
But often never meant, well fuck that, I repent
Hello, stranger
Just say you will, will, will
Get to takin’ that off, takin’ that off for me, yeah
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Pick up the phone, show me it was real
Pick up the phone
[Pre-Chorus: Miguel]
Let me lay a great time on you
Cole] [Verse 4: J.
I wanna f… all night (say it)
So go ahead and pour the drink up
Lately I’ve been stressin’ ’cause it seems so malignant
For message never sent, now…
Last thing I wanna do is get you jammed

I’m so glad we got to link up, yeah
If you got a man since then, I understand
all night (say it) I wanna f…

Come through and chill, chill, chill
Or police killings, or Trump sayin’ slick shit
Baby, I wonder, baby, I wonder, would you just
Put your sweats on, put your sweats on for me, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Miguel]
Shit, that’s a good sound…

I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[Intro: Miguel & J. Cole]
all night I wanna f…
Trust

Cause I got the plug, I made the call for green
Cole] [Verse 1: J.
Let me lay a great time on you
Cole] [Outro: J.
[Post-Chorus: Miguel]
Hello, stranger, vape’s been waiting
Yeah Ayy, Gucc, can I tell her some real shit?
Just say you will, will, will
all night (uh-huh, uh-huh) I wanna f…
I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I just wanna put a blessing on ya
[Chorus: Miguel]
Blind to the struggles of the ones that got the pigment
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Just say you will, will, will
Usually, I don’t do this often
Just say you will, will, will
Pick up the phone, show me it was real
[Chorus: Miguel]
Lovin’ shit, you know I’m crazy
By the way, just got in town
Pick up the phone, show me it was real
Don’t make me wait, no, don’t you, no, no
I wanna f… all night (say it)
Come through and chill, chill, chill
That I won’t let cumulus clouds all in the sky ruin my vibe
all night (say it) I wanna f…
I wanna f… all night (say it)
Know you’ve been on my mind like Kaepernick kneelin’

But if you single and you down, then…
Don’t hesitate, no, don’t you, no, no
I’m in your town fiendin’ for another round
Since our last undressin’ session, I’m not really sure if you’ve been checkin’
Cole] [Chorus: Miguel & J.

Pick up the phone, show me it was real
Come through and chill, chill, chill
‘Cause I got the plug, I made the call for green
Manipulatin’ poor white folks because they’re ignant
Just say you will, will, will
all night I wanna f…
[Verse 3: Miguel]
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Where that chip at?
Pick up the phone, yeah
I was countin down the days
I wanna f… all night (say it)

One Bit & Noah Cyrus – My Way

Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line (ooh)
Why can’t we do this my-
Why can’t we do this
You think that you know better
Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line
Why can’t we do this my way, my way

Seem to be liking imbalance tonight
But you keep proving you never
Why can’t we do this (hey)
Why can’t we do this my way, my way

Two feet on the floor
But you keep proving you never
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this
[Verse 2: Noah Cyrus]
The words that use are tidal aboard
[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus]
It’s gotta be what you say, you say
Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line
Why can’t we do this my-
Do you dare to?

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Don’t think you can run, before the trigger
Finding your ways, got a challenge tonight
[Bridge: Noah Cyrus]
Why can’t we, why can’t we (why, why, why, why, why)
Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line
[Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Do you dare to?

Why can’t we do this (my way)
Why can’t we do this my way, my way
Do you dare to?
Why can’t we do this (my way)

Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this my way, my way
You think that you know better
It’s gotta be what you say, you say
Whose backs to the wall?
[Post-Chorus: Noah Cyrus]

The kind of luck that you keep telling me, telling me
No way that I’m done (no way, no way, no way, no)
Watch me climbing
Why can’t we do this my way, my way

[Intro: Noah Cyrus]
No lie, you go figure
Why can’t we do this
The kind of luck that you keep telling me, telling me (telling me, telling me)
The truths is that I just can’t take this anymore
Why can’t we do this my way, my way