Tyga – Dubai Trip

Diamonds on my neck, this cold
[Outro – Young Thug]
[Verse 2 – Tyga]
I see the daytime in the stars
So you know my mental got me (?)
Big up to everybody tryna fall in
Got my hair grey like my mental
Got to peel the top that’s what I did
Get so high, she costs birds, she a Christian
Comment on the boy like I’m Ben Wallace
Gucci to my boot like a fucking big timer
Don’t play yourself, we even ball off-season

Big up, ayy
I took my bae to Dubai
Going brazy, Tasmanian
Big dog status baby roar roar roar!
Wassup with my lil boy they like (?)
I give that (?)
I run it up for a better life for my son
Take a trip and land in Dubai
On God
Big up to everybody balling
Big dog status baby roar roar roar!

All my (?) dripping like a staff
I see all these bitches screaming "Get some!"
(?), we, fuckin, winning, Tyga, blood, dripping, dripping
Let’s take a trip to Dubai
[Hook – Young Thug]
My jeans they by Saint Lauren
Take a trip and land in Dubai
Lens so long I see days in the stars
Yeah, we was on the plane so long
Yellow diamonds on me, fuck the critics, ehh
Fuck around and rob him with the wig
Slurping sloppy toppy ‘front the kids
Trade lives for my tie just to get away I, I

Bulletproof vest, got me shooting in designer
Take a trip and land in Dubai
I really fucked the bitch, big D
Big up to niggas that be flossing
Take a trip and land in Dubai
Lens so long I see days in the stars

When you the shit you just do shit on the floss
Big up, ayy
Long as all the critics know I’m getting it
All my (?) dripping like a staff
[Hook – Young Thug]

Pop shit yes, big balls
[Verse 1 – Young Thug]
Before I die, wanna be like Money Maid
I took my homies to Dubai
I bought some ice and fuck if imma ski

[Intro – Young Thug]
Take a trip and land in Dubai
Lens so long I see days in the stars
Big up to everybody tryna fall in
So I filled the closet up with like (?)
Going brazy, Tasmanian
Check us out the foreign I went and on got it
[Bridge – Young Thug]
Big dog status baby roar roar roar!
I see all these niggas tryna get some
We seen day and we seen stars
This is just like, some YSL takeover typa shit, know what I’m saying?
Big up, big up to everybody balling
[Hook – Tyga]
Bitch I’m getting cheese like cottage, ayy
Tryna stack the money way taller than (?)
I cost more than everyone
All my (?) dripping like a staff
Take a trip and land in Dubai
AMG coupe you know my nigga just got it

Big up to niggas that be flossing
Going brazy, Tasmanian
My son like Ferraris, we may got Ferraris, I threw him a party, 200
Take a trip and land in Dubai
I cost more than everyone
I run it up for a better life for my son
Tryna put all my niggas in them Benz Os
Frames, Criss, into your mama
Mix kid, pop him with the cig
Real bad bitch she’ll play, today
Take a trip and land in Dubai
I’m saucing on everyone
Had to cut some niggas off and niggas can’t believe it
I’m saucing on everyone
Real bad bitch she’ll play, today
All facts
Big ups
Take a trip and land in Dubai
I got money on my mental
Now all these bitches in my bed, ehh
I’m gon land in Dubai
Bounce and make it wobble on the dick
Stepping out the Jiggy G5
Chop the dope, got it snowing like Christmas

My jeans they by Saint Lauren
And now these niggas wish they was the kid, ehh
I know, I know you want a better life

[Bridge – Tyga]
I used to live in the projects over (?)
I run it up for a better life for my son
I got diamonds everywhere on me too

The Chainsmokers – Sick Boy

Where they spin lies into fairy dust
How many likes is my life worth?
Easy to say, when you don’t take the risk, boy
Feed yourself with my life’s work
Don’t believe the narcissism
[Chorus]
And I’m from the East side of America
How many likes is my life worth?
I live on the West side of America
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
Yeah, they call me the sick boy
[Verse 2]
And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
Feed yourself on my life’s work
They say that I am the sick boy
I’m from the East side of America
Welcome to the narcissism
Feed yourself with my life’s work

And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is

That I built myself, it is my religion
When everyone projects and expects you to listen to ’em

I’m from the East side of America
And they say that I am the sick boy

I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
I live on the West side of America
They say that I am the sick boy
Make no mistake, I live in a prison
And don’t believe the narcissism
And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
Make no mistake, I live in a prison
I’m from the East side of America

And they say that I am the sick boy
When everyone projects and expects you to listen to ’em
Where we desensitize by hysteria
[Bridge]
[Verse 1]
I live on the West side of America
Where they spin lies into fairy dust
Where we’re united under our indifference

And we can pick sides, but this is us, this is us, this is
Where we choose pride over character
Feed yourself with my life’s work
I live on the West side of America

How many likes is my life worth?
They say that I am the sick boy
Yeah, they call me the sick boy
Where we’re united under our indifference
[Verse 2]
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
Easy to say, when you don’t take the risk, boy
That I built myself, it is my religion
Welcome to the narcissism
[Chorus]
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
How many likes is my life worth?
And they call me the sick boy

Dierks Bentley – Woman, Amen

I’ll never say near enough
Lord knows how lucky I am

Thank God for this woman, Amen
She gives me grace

And thank God for this woman, Amen
She gives me love
She gives me hope
Every night I should be on my knees
[Verse 1]
Thanks for the moon and the stars up above
I’ve been broken again and again
Thank God for this woman, Amen
I know I was saved
She gives me faith
But I need all the cracks in my shattered heart
[Chorus]
She gives me faith

The night that she gave this drifter’s heart a home
Thank God for this woman, Amen
So tonight I will fall down on my knees
She gives me grace
Forgiveness’ a sin in your undying love
I’m gonna shout at the top of my lungs

Every twist every turn for the way you made sure
Thank God for this woman, Amen
Thank God for this woman, Amen
Love without end
This world has a way of shaking your faith
[Chorus]
She gives me strength
Cause Lord knows how lucky I am
[Bridge]

She gives me hope
Lord knows how lucky I am
She gives me love
[Verse 2]
Love without end
Every night I should be on my knees
If I faced one day on my own
[Chorus]
I’d lose my way and I’d lose my mind

I’ll never say near enough
She gives me strength
All my roads led to home
Cause that’s where her love gets in

MoneyBagg Yo – Questions

Don’t worry ‘bout it Man how that shit happen?
I did, how you know that?
[Hook]
Is you really breakin’ bread with your team? I am
And I’m the type of nigga smack the shit out you
Same niggas act like bitches, same ones get treated like hoes
I been grindin’ Boy how you went got it?
I’m good Or are you just cappin’?
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Is you really breakin’ bread with your team? I am
I did, how you know that?
Bullets with the blue tip will take off a nigga’s skin
I’m good Or are you just cappin’?
[Hook]
They askin’ me, askin’ me
Don’t worry ‘bout it Man how that shit happen?
They askin’ me 21 questions
Huh? Are you still trappin?

Look I go where I wanna go, do what I wanna do
They askin’ me, askin’ me
Asking questions, I ain’t with it
Nah, I’ll never do that
Fuck you mean is I’m tryna get on?
They askin’ me, askin’ me
They askin’ me questions, man I don’t even reply to ‘em

who you not with? Who you rock with?
They tryna switch up on the story
Or put one in your dome
They askin’ me, askin’ me
Who you shop with?
How much you got? What you spending?
They askin’ me ‘bout drugs, I don’t do none’ but lie to ‘em
Are you still trappin? Huh?
To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me
What you ridin’? how you livin’?
I been had the streets in a headlock
Why you sing with Gotti, ain’t you the mob?
They askin’ me 21 questions
They askin’ me questions, man I don’t even reply to ‘em
And niggas can’t tell me who to fuck with
A lil minute, why, why you ask me that?
Boy how you went got it? I been grindin’
Is you really breakin’ bread with your team? I am
[Verse 1]
Reading other niggas’ affidavits
Over and over, I don’t do the confessions
I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie
Mad ‘cause I got my ass in
The fuck is you on?
Over and over, I don’t do the confessions
How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he’s my nigga
Over and over, I don’t do the confessions
Sending shots through a post
They tryna switch up on the story
Cause I got this shit on my own
A lil minute, why, why you ask me that?
What you doin’ it for the money or something?
Or are you just cappin’? I’m good
What you tryna get on?
They askin’ me questions, man I don’t even reply to ‘em
How long you been rappin’?
Huh? Are you still trappin?
Why you on social media actin’ like you do, but don’t want smoke?
I’ma shoot my thirty-two, that’s why my clip extend
I did, how you know that?
They showing me pictures of faces
Ain’t with the questions, you need to stop it

All on Twitter doing the most
They askin’ me ‘bout drugs, I don’t do none’ but lie to ‘em
How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he’s my nigga

They askin’ me ‘bout drugs, I don’t do none’ but lie to ‘em
See real niggas link up and get some money
Prayin’, hope they get lucky
To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me
A lil minute, why, why you ask me that?

They tryna switch up on the story
I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie
Yeah, they tryna fuck me
They askin’ me, askin’ me
Cause nigga I’m grown
They askin’ me 21 questions
Same nigga talkin’, same nigga would’ve broke the pen
How long you been rappin’?
Bringing up old ass cases
Don’t worry ‘bout it Man how that shit happen?
Will take off a nigga’s head, I’m like fuck you and your man

Hopin’ I crack
I been grindin’ Boy how you went got it?
Tryna make me write a statement
You know you wrong
How long you been rappin’?
How you fuck with Gotti, he from the other side, he’s my nigga
I heard you went and got the bust down Rollie
They askin’ me, askin’ me
All that yelling in your rhymes make it hard to comprehend
I just got to ask this question, why you in your feelings though?
And I was in the streets grinding before I was shining while you was at home
To fuck up my words, they tryna finesse me

O.T. Genasis – Too Blessed

[Hook]
Came in a foreign, left in a jag
[Hook]
I’m too blessed to be stressed
I done came a long way
Got that 45 ain’t nobody booking me
My lil nigga coming home soon

Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath
I’m too blessed to be stressed
What kind of car I’m about to buy today?
I’m too blessed to be stressed
We done came a long way, aye aye
Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath

I ain’t gone trip about them bills, I’m like fuck that shit
I’m too blessed to be stressed

Should have been a bag, cuz I’m too clutch
Said she want to see a nigga right away
Get to miles up, money pile up
I’m too blessed to be stressed
Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath
Took her to the store, left with a bag
Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath
Please don’t make a nigga spray aye aye
All these niggas stuck
I’m too blessed to be stressed
He a trusty, got his own broom
[Hook]
Hit the kitchen, hit that rock up
I got to fly today
I’m too blessed to be stressed
Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath
Track through the path
I’m too blessed to be stressed
Whip through the class
Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath
Drunk but I’m about to get high today
I’m too blessed to be stressed
[Verse 1]
I know, I know, I know yeah yeah
My life good, so good
I’m too blessed to be stressed

Thought it was luck, never gave up
Why you wined up?
Watching how these fuck niggas try to look at me
You remember we was locked up
Pot on the stove
[Verse 2]
I’m too blessed to be stressed
I ain’t gone talk about my ex, i’m like fuck that bitch
I’m too blessed to be stressed
Thank god so I pray
Stretch like a rag

A$AP Ferg & DJ Premier – Our Streets (On TRL) (Live)

Rest in peace Guru, nobody can fuck with he
It’s me, the F-E-R to the fuckin’ G
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)

Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots
all Mexican My demographic in L.A.
Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Turn the music back up

We on a new level with the C-notes
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Check it, check it, check it
Because the fake win when y’all know what the truth is
Pull up, pull up, pull up
My generation’s stuck on stupid
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
A$AP
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
[Outro: A$AP Ferg]
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
Brought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls
I’m from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
Turn the music back up
What up, what up?
Preemo put the soul in it, I make the track hot
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
This beat hot, I could catch a tan
Now he gettin’ right and our pockets lookin’ chicho
Sometimes I feel like I’m about to lose it
You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your fuckin’ dreams
Turn the music back up
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
So every time I get a chance, I’ma bless the fam
Couple models gettin’ lit, they the best in France

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Let’s go
Coulda had ’em underground, he was livin’ life illegal
Pull up, pull up, pull up
And this thing forever got the game in a padlock

Turn the music back up
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Pull up, pull up, pull up
[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Ferg, Ferg
Donated some uniforms, teach ’em how to have guap
I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Check it, check it, check it
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
T-Nice with me week to week though
[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
I got with Preemo, I’m just pressin’ the cheat code
For a couple kilos
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Check it, check it, check it
Don’t wanna go to the club, I’m tired of them trap spots
Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can
Check it, check it, check it
Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
Turn the music back up
We had to kill Beijing and next Japan, man
Sippin’ cappuccino on a jet to Cannes
Check it, check it, check it
I just want somethin’ real, I’m tired of the ass shots
My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can fuck with me

Showin’ guns on the ‘Gram, but no one use it
And niggas stay strapped like Girbauds
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?

Cdot Honcho – So Long

I’m in my bag been in it so long
I’m in my bag been in it so long
Need me a debit my knot ain’t gone fit
Bitch
Hit her throw her in uber pool
Put her to work like she sit in a cubical Skrt off this far from a suburu
Honestly, she trying to fuck whoever around me
Hit that, rotate, skate, relocate
Ain’t shit but yo woman tryna talk about nothing
That probably won’t work I don’t trust bitches fuck around just have to count it out
She tryna kick it like Fernando
Offset Vellanos frame keep rubbing
1k Givenchy lil hoody ain’t shit
She trying to get close to me
She let me go rising like a balloon
Bitch play with that cake and we thru wit you
Member I had to make pallets
Semi matic blow that, shift it, then hop out the bush like a rabbit

Cdot man honcho gang shit takeover gang you already know what the fuck going on man Takeover the mixtape
I’m on that bag ain’t slept in like 4 days
We already fuck we can’t talk about fuckin

Finna start walking you should keep running
In the cut shining like a spoon

She know my time be coming soon
Run up wit wilding like a coon

He play with that cake and we thru wit his shit
Im running by you I lapped you
Roc finding slots in the Durango bitch
(Too much fucking racks on me)
I blow a bitch like a grendade though

She want to nag bitch you can go home
Stay on that porch you can’t come out that fence

Dragon belt snakes Gucci and shit
Can’t see my GPS phone keep jumping
Sweeprs stay in the cut like a broom
I keep a rack like what a coat on
I’m losing count it’s taking too long to count it I need an accountant
Aye
Double g pattern my jacket easy run up get wrapped like a packet
She need a edit she not up on shit
Only got hundreds just fly through the Tollways
2 seater wet like what a boat on
Knew I had it when I was on 4way in 4th grade with some bitches from the 6th grade
4nem on that they ain’t takin off no days
I’m in Miami not Orlando
Pull up this whip you see at a showcase
Really I barely do use them
Find him in lakes on Google and shit

Ben Franklins kickin it round me
I’m laughing at whoever doubted me
Come in here brain on door ways
Spinning them hoes like a tornado
Fuck her never do need em ain’t pay a dollar swiping the room

Declan McKenna – Listen To Your Friends (Live Footage Video)

I won’t waste your time, I heard it in a dream
So we up the train fare and charge them for not paying the train fare
Please trust in me
I won’t waste your time, I heard it in a dream

I don’t believe you trusted me
The problem is drugs

The problem is welfare
You tell me that I always have to go
The problem is free love and free hugs
I’m talking like I can pretend
Please trust in me
Look online

And I’ll feel better for it
I bet you only listen to your friends
But I know sometimes it’s hard for me to say
I don’t wanna get out of bed for this again
And I’ll feel better for it
Do some drugs and stay here
"Don’t waste your time", I heard you scream
So we ban the produce and its a bit of a nuisance really

But I feel better when
And the problem is free healthcare
From bulk-buying NOS to selling crack
Who has gone out of business since the psychoactive substance ban

Do ten minutes of research and in turn find
Don’t call me out, ’cause I heard you scream
‘Cause it’s unfair and if it’s gone it’s welfare
I don’t believe you trusted me
Trusted me
Trusted me
The problem is poor kids who want holidays in term time
So I look how far we’ve come
Over his lunchtime snack
I love you every other day
You think you don’t have to put up a fight, but you might as well
The problem is poor kids who can’t afford the train fare
You tell me you don’t care one bit
I don’t wanna get out of bed today, okay?
You pour my heart away
You tell me what I want to know
The problem rose and a rich man suggested it
The gateway has sent him back
Well I said go on then!
But God bless the weatherman
So I tell you everything you won’t admit

And sometimes I’m scared of what they’ve done
So stay in fear

Black Milk – Laugh Now Cry Later

Laugh now, cry later
Lanes, giving her your opinion on her persona

Cry later
[Outro]
Until lil homie pull up, put a bullet through a brain
[Intro]
2-2-2
Yeah, do I see a soul or do I see a façade?
On a timeline should I hide in a disguise
Some niggas fake woke, like they don’t have any flaws
Some people hoping to peel, some hoping to heal
[Chorus]
It’d be those same celebs seeing the stars struck
I see my whole world different now, you see my whole wars different now
Some niggas too turnt, don’t represent any cause

From strangers watching my house on my demise

You in the sky, better learn to fly before your spaceships hits the ground
Evil remains, world ain’t really change, moments of feeling anger Next moment you end up changed
Laugh now, cry later
My, do your hair, make-up the way you wanna
Us now, we’re different now, you see my whole wars different now
Us now, we’re different now, you see my whole wars different now
[Verse 2]
Question that we have to ask is do people know the truth
Cop getting filled insane, feelin’ he had to shoot me

[Chorus]
Tell me who should get the ground, you see this is what you get for now
I see my whole world different now, you see my whole wars different now
Either you hurt a happy king, make up your mind
Offering a game, screaming out gang gang

2
Laugh now, cry later
You in the sky, better learn to fly before your spaceships hits the ground
Talking to a profile, hoping it’s real, for real
[Verse 1]
Laugh now, cry later
Tell me who should get the ground, you see this is what you get for now
From raps to movies, to black is beauty
That they don’t know the truth
Let me say this
Same time see them appropriating the culture
Laugh through the pain, my nigga
He just said the truth will make us free
Fuck a man’s opinion
Our condition bears witness they would
Life’s a balance, we live in awe

Tinashe – No Drama (feat. Offset)

I need 60 bad bitches actin’ like they single
Don’t want no drama-ma
And backed out in that oh my god
And backed out in that oh my god
I can’t cop the coup don’t do shit for two
Don’t want no drama-ma (Don’t want no drama-ma)
Yeah, iced out summers
I need me a soldier he gon’ hold the line up
Offset, double R phantom
Don’t want no drama-ma
The coupe fast doing two hundred
Don’t want no
I can’t cop the coup don’t do shit for two
Ain’t no drama
My money don’t [?]
[Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t need no, don’t want no, don’t want no
We’ll get [?] cross the whole hundred
[Chorus: Tinashe & Offset]
Don’t want no drama-ma (I don’t want no drama)
[Outro: Tinashe]
Don’t want no drama-ma
Fat ass with a flat stomach
All black truck hanging out the roof

I can’t cop the coup don’t do shit for two
[Verse 3: Offset]
She like the way I’m dripping organic
If my life was like a movie I’d need 50 sequels
I got way too many people all my niggas equal
Car ride on this shit like a banger
Don’t want no drama-ma
Mobbing through the hills pulled up with my crew
I can’t cop the coup don’t do shit for two
I need me a side thing, hold the drama
We pulled up in that ooh la la
Don’t want no drama-ma (I don’t want no drama, no)
And backed out in that oh my god

Bad as a wanna, only chasing gunnas
[Verse 2: Tinashe]

We pulled up in that ooh la la (Ooh la la)
Invite your main bitch to a slumber
Don’t want no drama-ma
Tried to be myself but they won’t AKA me

AKA don’t hold me back, I swear I got ’em
From the bottom of trip to Miami
And backed out in that oh my god (Oh my god)
And backed out in that oh my god (Oh my god, oh my god)
Don’t want no drama-ma (I don’t want no drama, no)

We pulled up in that ooh la la
Don’t want no drama-ma
Yelling you can’t sit with us, throwing up middle fingers
We pulled up in Gucci, dripped down in Gabbana

We pulled up in that ooh la la (Ooh la la)
AKA a popstar AKA a problem
Got patek on her wrist and her panties
Don’t want no drama-ma (I don’t want no drama, no)
[Chorus: Tinashe & Offset]

Don’t want no drama-ma (I don’t want no drama)
When the chopper start kicking is damaged
Yeah, no, no, no
[Verse 1: Tinashe]
And backed out in that oh my god (Oh my god)
Said I’m falling off but they won’t JFK me
All black truck hanging out the roof
Mobbing through the hills pulled up with my crew
Don’t want no drama-ma (I don’t want no drama, no)
In the back of my maybach
We pulled up in that ooh la la
Get high on the perky and Xanax
Got on my wrist the titanic
We pulled up in that ooh la la

The Smiths – Stop Me If You Think You’ve Heard This One Before

An emergency stop
Who said I’d lied to her?
Nothing’s changed
And the pain was enough to make
I still love you, oh, I still love you
Stop me if you think that you’ve heard this one before
And broke my spleen
Stop me, oh, stop me
And broke my knee
I crashed down on the crossbar
Slightly, only slightly less
Stop me, oh, stop me
And when I fell on the floor…
…Only
I still love you, oh, I still love you
It became four
A shy, bald, Buddhist reflect
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Nothing’s changed

Who said I’d lied? – Because I never

(and then he really laced into me)
Friday night in Out-patients
And plan a mass murder
Who said I’d lied to her?
I drank more …
I was detained, I was restrained
I smelt the last ten seconds of life
Stop me, oh, stop me
Stop me if you think that you’ve heard this one before
Stop me, oh, stop me
Than I used to, my love
[Verse 2]
[Verse 1]
Oh, who said I’d lied? – Because I never, I never
Oh, who said I’d lied because I never? I never!
Who said I’d lied because I never?
Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love …
Stop me if you think that you’ve heard this one before

Oh, so I drank one
I was delayed, I was way-laid

Stop me if you think that you’ve heard this one before

Eurythmics – Don’t Ask Me Why

And you say, why
Now you’ve got no-one to turn to
You kept it all so well hid
You say, why
Look what the night dragged in

You took them all in vain
And you say, why
And if you ever had
[Chorus]
It’s a pocket full of misery
Like all the disappointments

And if you ever had
I don’t love you anymore

[Post-Chorus]

Any kind of love for me
Any kind of love for me
Now you think that you’re forgiven
But you can’t be born again
[Chorus](2x)
You say, why
But you can’t be born again
You took them all in vain
You kept them from your mind

[Chorus]

You kept it all so well hid

I don’t love you anymore
Don’t ask me, why

You say, why
Why, why, why, why
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I don’t think I ever did
Miracle of miracles
You’ve got no-one but yourself
You never seemed to find
And you say, why
And trouble on the wind
Why, why, why, why, why
I don’t love you anymore
[Verse 2]
Like all the lost forgotten things

You say, why
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t think I ever did
[Verse 1]

Why, why, why, why, why
Don’t ask me, why
[Pre-Chorus 1]
You displayed upon your shelf
[Pre-Chorus 2]
You say, why
Now you think that you’re forgiven
Promises, sweet promises
I don’t love you anymore
And you say, why
[Chorus](2x)
[Post-Chorus]
Don’t ask me, why
You say, why

You spoiled the best years of your life
You spoiled the best years of your life

McFly – Party Girl

Now let’s party

And looking at me and it got me
She said she likes to dance all by herself
She don’t care for nobody else
‘Cause she’s a party girl (oh oh, oh oh)
(She likes to dance all by herself

(She likes to dance all by herself
She can’t resist the temptation of sin
She started swaying so sexy
Then we all would be doomed
She said she likes to dance all by herself
[Intro]
[Chorus 2: Danny Jones]
She’s in her own world (oh oh)
‘Cause she’s a party girl)
She likes to dance all by herself
And her poison perfume, yeah
After just one kiss
[Chorus: Danny Jones]
‘Cause she’s a party girl (oh oh, oh oh)
And I’m at her mercy
Before she sinks her teeth in, yeah
But if looks could kill
She’s such a little party girl
She wouldn’t let me go
This place is prison
She’s in her own world (oh oh)

‘Cause she’s a party girl (oh oh, oh oh)
I, I gotta leave this room

And I’m at her mercy
I love this little party girl (oh)
She’s in her own world (oh oh)
But there’s no escape from this mess that I’m in
And I love this little party girl (oh)
You’re not able to move
I love this little party girl (oh)
I’m chained up
[Pre-Chorus: Tom Fletcher]
Caught in her mind control

She wouldn’t let me go
She started swaying so sexy
She’s such a little party girl
And looking at me and it got me
So pull you collar up
She don’t care for nobody else
She don’t care for nobody else

‘Cause it’s starting to spin
I love this little party girl (oh)
Caught in her mind control

[Chorus: Danny Jones]

[Verse 1: Danny Jones]
She’s such a little party girl
[Verse 2: Danny Jones]
The clock hit twelve
She entered the room
And I love this little party girl (oh)
[Pre-Chorus: Tom Fletcher]
This place is prison
I love this little party girl (oh)
[Bridge: Danny Jones]
‘Cause she’s a party girl)
I give up

I’m chained up
I love this little party girl
I give up
Yeah!
From her venomous lips

Madonna – American Life (Uncensored)

Am I gonna be a star?
Will it get me far?
It’s always been the same
[Chorus]

I tried to find a friend
I get a double shot-e
[Break]
Ah, fuck it
A gardener and a stylist
[Verse 2]
I tried to be a mess
I live the American dream

A little company
Fuck it
You are the best thing I’ve seen
Yo, they tell I’m a trooper, and you know I’m satisfied

And why I wanted more
I tried to be the best
I’m not Christian and I’m not a Jew
I got a lawyer and a manager, an agent and a chef
[Refrain]
Ah, fuck it
I’m digging on the isotopes

You are the best thing I’ve seen
I’d like to express my extreme point of view
That’s why I wrote this song
I do yoga and pilates, and the room is full of hotties
Should I lose some weight?
American life
[Verse 3]
Do I have to change my name?
Do I have to change my name?
You are not just a dream
Ah, fuck it
It goes right through my body, and you know I’m satisfied
[Chorus]
I tried to play the part

Will it get me far?

I drive my mini cooper, and I’m feeling super-dooper
This type of modern life, is it for free?
A trainer, and a butler, and a bodyguard, or five
[Verse 1]

I tried to be the best

This metaphysic’s shit is dope, and if all this can give me hope
This type of modern life, is it for free?

Am I gonna be a star?
[Outro]
So, I went into a bar
I tried to be a mess
I tried to be a girl
I’m drinking a soy latte
And I just realized that nothing Is what it seems

Am I gonna be a star?
Will it get me far?

I tried to stay on top
You are not just a dream
[Refrain]
But somehow I forgot
I live the American dream
Do I have to change my name?

I tried to find a friend

Am I going to be a star?
I tried to stay ahead
[Verse 4]
Do you think I’m satisfied?

Do I have to change my name?
I tried to be a boy
I tried to stay ahead
Just what I did it for
Looking for sympathy
[Break]
You know I’m satisfied
I tried to be a boy
Ah, fuck it
This type of modern life, is not for free
[Break]
It’s more easily said
Should I lose some weight?
So I’m checking out the bodies, and you know I’m satisfied
American life
Do I have to change my name?
Do I have to change my name?
[Refrain]
Am I gonna be a star?
I tried to stay on top
I’m just living out the American dream

I tried to be a girl
Should I lose some weight?
[Verse 5]
This type of modern life, is it for me?
[Break]
This type of modern life, is it for me?
Three nannies, an assistant, and a driver, and a jet
I guess I did it wrong
This type of modern life, is not for me

Quincey White – Los Scandalous Times

BUT YOU CAN COUNT A BODY THO FOR EVERY SINGLE RHYME WROTE

COKE THE ONLY SQUARES WIT US
I SEE THE FEDS WHEN IM SCROLLING DOWN MY TIMELINE
MY SENTENCES LIKE THE MOST VENOMOUS BITE, YOU SWEETER THAN CINNAMON ME I LIVE A SINISTERS LIFE
EVENTUALLY WE ROSE, LIKE ROSES OUT THE CONCRETE
LOAD UP THAT CHOPPA,

TELL PROMOTERS DIG INTO THAT BUDGET
FOR THE WAR IM WELL PREPARED NIGGA, NEED A COMB FOR ALL THESE HAIR TRIGGERS
[VERSE 1]

COP A 40, POP A 40 THEN I SHOW THE TAPE, ALL GAS TO THAT BAG WE DONT KNO THE BREAKS
[VERSE 2]
I CANT HANG WITH NIGGAS THATS CONTENT WIT BEING BROKE
KICK ROCKS, GOTTA PRAY TO GOD TO GET IN THIS SPOT
LET THAT BITCH OFF THEN YOU GON NEED A DOCTOR
LOAD UP THAT CHOPPA,
TILL IM PAID IN FULL, A RAGING BULL JIMMY BUTLER THATS FOR ANY SUCKA
WE OFF ELSEGUNDO BETTA KEEP MY NAME UP OUT YO CONVO
SWAY AINT PUT A MILLION UP CAUSE THAT AINT WHAT I SIGNED FO
[Chorus]
WHERE NIGGAS IS DYING FOR TWISTEN UP FANGAS
A PENNY PINCHER KEEP THE BENTLEY BUSTA
PLAY WITH MY FAM GUARANTEE YOU GON LOSE
MENTALLY ENSLAVED, TIRED OF THIS LIVIN’
WHOLE COAST IS ON MY BACK BUT I CAN HOLD THE WEIGHT,
EVENTHO IM UNDERWEIGHT, NIGGAS KNO ITS OVER WAIT…
LET THAT BITCH OFF THEN YOU GON NEED A DOCTOR
YOU BATI BOYS KNO WE CARRY THEM TOOLS
[Chorus]
I FOUND 2Pac RAP BOOK AND TOOK OUT A PAGE OR TWO
I AINT INTO THE CLUBBIN, HEADLINING ALL THIS STADIUM SHIT
LOS SCANDALOUS
WAS BORN & ILL DIE LIKE A GANGSTA!
& FBI SURVEILLANCE VAN WHEN SEARCHING FOR SOME WIFI
LAND OF THEM BANGAS
THE STREETS REALLY GETTIN SCANDALOUS IS IT?

THE TYPE TO NOT DROP ON A SACK BUT WANNA BEG TO HIT MY SMOKE
WHEN IM OLD IMA LOOK YOUNG LIKE IM BENJAMIN BUTTON
CAUSE WITH THESE BARS IM WAY ABOVE THE BAR LIKE A MUSCLE UP
LOS SCANDALOUS
WHERE NIGGAS IS DYING FOR TWISTEN UP FANGAS
LAND OF THEM BANGAS
MENACE TO SOCIETY WHEN I JUST GO OFF, SKINNY NIGGA LOOKIN LIKE THE BEARDED O-DOG
WAS BORN & ILL DIE LIKE A GANGSTA!
A MAN WITHOUT NO MONEY IS A MAN WITH NO AMBITION
YOU BATI BOYS KNO WE CARRY THEM TOOLS
ONE SHOTTA, GUN POPPA,
ONE SHOTTA, GUN POPPA,
ALL THIS WORK WE BEEN PUTTIN IN LATELY NEED A TIME SHEET
PLAY WITH MY FAM GUARANTEE YOU GON LOSE
CAUSE ITS TIME TO PAY THEY DUE, WHAT I DO I GET PAID TO DO
THIS LIFE AS MR.WHITE
THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH THEM BENJAMINS RUNNIN
BULLETS IS NAMELESS, ACTIONS WAS RETALIATION
FUCK A WIRE SNITCHES WEARING JEWELRY BIG MEDALLION WIT A CAMERA IN IT
COULD SPAR WITH THE COLES AND KENDRICK LAMARS ON PAYPERVIEW
BEFORE I SEND SOME CONVICTS TO YO CONDO
FANS IS THE FEINS NOW WE DONE SWITCHED THE HUSTLE UP
NOWADAYS NIGGAS A CALL YOU FAKE FOR STAYING TRUE
BULLETS IS NAMELESS, ACTIONS WAS RETALIATION
WOOOO, PLEASE GIVE EM TIME TO BREATHE, APPLYING PRESSURE LIKE A PYTHON WHEN IT SQUEEZE
HANGIN WIT MY HOMIES FROM MY HOOD NOT ONES IN HIPHOP