Calvin Harris – Nuh Ready Nuh Ready (feat. Partynextdoor)

I strapped up ’cause they mapped up
So sweet, so sweet
Keep it real with you
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings yet
[Chorus]
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
Start to feel like it’s mad love
She call me kid, kid, kid
So sweet, so sweet
Don’t want mi children and tings
I don’t wanna get too far
Don’t want mi children and ting’
Yeah, I just want you, nobody else, baby
Just ’cause I thought you was special
It’s just you that I want
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings yet
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, you’re so sweet

So sweet, you’re so sweet
So sweet, you’re so sweet
So sweet, you’re so sweet, yeah

Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, so sweet
She say mi tooth-tooth sweet
That’s givin’ your attraction, to me
I thought I would be ready when I seen her
My mama kiss her kid
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
[Verse 1]
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
Yeah, I’m not ready fi all dem tings yet
[Verse 2]
Last night I awoke up and I fucked the baddest bitch
So sweet, so sweet
I gotta keep it honest
So sweet, so sweet, yeah
So sweet, so sweet
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
Mi and di mandem
I’m not ready fi all dem tings yet
Won’t make me feel like I love you
Don’t want mi children and tings
So sweet, so sweet
When it’s mi and di mandem
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, so sweet
Don’t want mi children and tings
‘Cause I need to know where you are
Baby, girl, I won’t settle

Don’t want mi children and tings
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
Don’t make me feel like I love you
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, you’re so sweet
When I was in the disco
So sweet, you’re so sweet
[Chorus]
Yeah, mi nuh ready fi all dem things yet
She say mi too-too sweet
Mi and di mandem
I had dreams of fuckin’ the baddest bitch
Mi and di mandem

Can’t keep following these signs
‘Cause you’re lookin’ for a sign, and I can’t give you one
Mi and di mandem
[Chorus]

Ne-Yo – Good Man (Lyric Video)

Making love after every fight
That’s all I want to be
Girl from the day I put the ring up on your hands
[Chorus]
Let the world wait
Oh-oh-oh-oh
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be, babe

I do everything with my left, I know you’ll see it trifiling

That’s all I want to be, babe
That’s all I want to be, oh
Remindin’ how bad you are
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
[Chorus]
Giving you the things to be the man you deserved it
That’s all I want to be, baby
But I promise to promise to make it all worth it

Ladies say, "Hello" like I’m who they want to be with
[Intro]
That’s all I want to be, baby
I’m making sure you can trust me be in the shadow of a doubt
Say that wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
All I want to be, oh
I respect you and I will never make a fool at you baby (no, no)
That’s all I want babe, baby
Tell the truth, tell the whole damn truth
Never gonna leave the parts I’m gon’ offset true
Make you show you’re smiling, way more than your hurting
[Chorus]
You know we got that real thing, real thing
That’s all I want to be
[Vesre 1]
[Outro]
That’s all I want babe

That’s all I want to be, baby
I wanna be chillin with Obama talkin’ business and see you callin’ and tell him, "Hold up I gotta take this"
Then no matter where I’m in
And from the friends and fans

And baby I ain’t nowhere perfect
So I just wanna pick the phone up
Be in the [?] run up on you, and my name up in the mountain
That’s all I want to be, baby
Never doin’ things I don’t know bit it’s doin’
Tell ’em I’m a spoken for a fellow
Wanna wear it like the middle
Tell ’em you could be gone with all that

But it isn’t my plan
That’s all I want to be, baby
Cause you know what we got is beyond all that
But we gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
I wanna be a good man to you baby

Taking my time when you’re talkin’
That’s all I want to be
That’s all I want to be, baby
I had a plan and the plan is to be a good man, good man yo you, girl
No, I will never make a fool at you baby (no, no)
Don’t be mad, I’ll take out some hatin’, hatin’
[Verse 2]
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
Every single time you call
Hey DJ
Often keep ’em leg shakin’ making sure you understand
I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
When you round, when you not around

So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want babe, ay

Skyzoo – Baker’s Dozen (feat. Raheem Devaughn)

On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Catch us on line for the pie, baby who cutting?,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
You be looking over past but tradition run the truest, do believe it
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,

And may he look at me and my Gz one in the same,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Influenced by whatever becomes, whatever’s done
I mean you either out or you on it, got it or want it,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell

And came back to park it in front of us and let us chase it,
I’m Luke Caging but more related to Cottonmouth,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell
Disappear couple days out the month, Heckler runs,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
The stick stuck in the side door, the grip stupid,
900,000 away from a first mil,

They had it how we wanted to have it and get into it,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell
Black lives in black 5s, the frame boxing out,

Came back talking in numbers over better wagers,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Brown paper bags for us all baby, touché,
All of my chains weigh enough for me to celebrate it,
Word to the glamor and word to the influence,
Call it even, we got Richie, you got Reagan, do believe it
Same way as you ever thought, sweeter than Kool-Aid,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
[Pre Chorus]

Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Right back outside, the way they want it,
Counting up like live or die, live it and love it,
Same money spent on the same trucks and the same chains,
[Verse 2]
[Verse 3]
And we related to whoever made it
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
You moved in when they promised you that the block’s vacant,
[Pre Chorus]

My man identical with how his work builds,
One time for the love of the lead and the way it had us,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Regardless of who move up the block, the block’s shaking,
Caught 100 large overnight like I work crills,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
[Pre Chorus]
And the same superheroes agree that they take blame,
Let it run like rumors or the bags running to us,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
[Chorus]
Said to praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
And how the 14th can feel like the first still,
[Chorus]
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Heard em when they was saying to never leave until the plate done,
And how it turns into better bitches with better lace fronts,
Or leave it and be all you despise until you done with, do believe it
Proud of it, 100 miles running, the whip moving,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
[Chorus]
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,

Right back outside, the way they want it,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
Took it right back outside, the way they want it,

New month coming tomorrow, you got patience?,
Same way 9 won’t cut it like "find yo’ budget”,
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
And the irony of dotting the beam on whatever matters,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Swear to God that as long as it jumps nothing will change,
[Verse 1]
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,

Big K.R.I.T. – Big Bank (feat. T.I.)

Big numbers in front of my decimal, check it
Players out’chea on game
Big bank
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Shine up the grill in these glows
Than mo’ gon’ make in they in life
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
Caddy on high, my paint never dry
And the 4 15s in a Caprice
Pick up where I left off on the dank
[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Earthlings and aliens, gather around, come close
And slow money beat no money
Is all I’m ever I worried about
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Hugged up with yo’ baby mama or your wife
Flexed out, never stressed out over chains
Pimpin’ so cold on the hoes on the two below
Got seven kids, and I gotta make sure
Going subbing is a way of life
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Ride on, sub on
The club can chirp ‘fore the clip hit the pole
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Big bank, currency, and revenue
It make it hard to steer that there

Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
Big bank
[Verse 2: T.I.]
But it’s big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, one time
Pretty young thang in a new condo
Of the blue hand of the roof of the coupe
Yeah they see me but they still watching
My son he see me with no paper like keep your excuses
Stay getting to it that broke shit ain’t in my plan, yeah
[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Talking lemon pepper vodka with the ice
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
That’s why I’m out here getting to it
[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Pray to God I could stay rich and stay humble
[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
I was one deep, creepin’
I make it where these mothafuckas feel that there
Flipping the script on the hoes
Where niggas will never get by
Then I go straight to get paid
She don’t be cooking so I need a chef
Nigga, I’m saying, mm
Who got the number to the nearest burger diner?
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Can’t be no excuses, my children can’t eat no excuses
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
Woof! You hear that there
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
And all I care about is how to get it, no doubt
If you ain’t producing, you’re useless
Stacking them chips, getting that dough
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
We ain’t talking about flights
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Big mansion with a double front do’
Ain’t giving me nothin’, I get it myself
Spent more on Js than the steak and the shrimp
Millions, need me a couple hundo
I’m doing my thing and I did it to death
And do a split, cause we bought wings
When the rims too big and the road ain’t shit

Hunnid’ I earned, fifty I saved

Hitting hard like a disrespectful step-daddy

I wake up, cake up, cake up, then press, rewind
The thunder god coming up the block
Sleep when I’m dead, I’ma grind every day that I can
Getting to it, all a nigga ever do
‘Til the fucking lot was super throwed

What the fuck you in a hurry ’bout?
Fresh out the booth, I go straight to the stage
Forgiato, the women, and tires squeaking
All I got is bands man, who got the change?
My daughter can’t sleep in excuses
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
Ain’t tripped up, never hiccup from the drank
[Outro: Mannie Fresh]
All of ’em them fed, by any means
That we can put out the flame
While I tell you the story of fine ass Denise
Make sure it’s multiplying
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
My bitch don’t be cleaning up, I need a maid
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Paper dip but never show
Stretched out, get pressed out on the grain

James Bay – Wild Love (Lyric Video)

We’ve got to let go

I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
Let’s be hopeful, don’t get broken
Let our hearts be the only sound
Running out until we’re breathless

I wanna take you high up
I wanna take you high up
Tried to call you, to feel you close
And stay caught up in the moment
Let our hearts be the only sound
I wanna give you wild love
Don’t know how to play it cool

From a runway in Tokyo
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
(I wanna give you wild love)
[Chorus]
Wild love
I wanna give you wild love
I wanna give you wild love
The kind that never slows down
Don’t know how to fade in and out
[Chorus]
Let our hearts be the only sound
[Chorus]
The kind that never slows down
But I wanna give you wild love
I wanna take you high up
I wanna give you wild love
Let’s leave the atmosphere, disappear
(I wanna give you wild love)
The kind that never slows down
Give you wild love
Standing right in front of you
Let’s be reckless, unaffected
Wild love
There’s always something left to loose
But I wanna give you wild love
Don’t know what to say to you now
Wild love
[Bridge]
I wanna give you wild love
I wanna give you wild love
We don’t have to think it through
Losing a little guard, let it down
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
[Verse 1]
[Outro]

[Verse 2]

MADEINTYO – Depends

Ugh, throw the racks on her, like she a dancer
That’s on my gold tooth
[Hook]
I run the fucking youth
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Two steps then I win
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Ugh, turn around, beat her down, turn into Goku
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Y’all niggas mad huh?
Ugh, power nap, pop a xan, take her to sofu
Yeah, hang out with Big Sean, that nigga’s so cool
Louis or the Gucci it depends

Post you on the gram, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
They don’t really fucking want it

Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb it depends
Blue face
Two face
She from Australia, she got an accent

Can I whip the lamb it depends
Go ‘head, din
Came up on some top, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Ugh, ass on Luda, bruh, tell her to stand up
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Suitcase
Yeah
Yeah, enter the back couch, turn on the pro tools

Post you on the gram, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Ugh, running them bands up
I need that back end
[Hook]
Hunnid
[Verse 1]

Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Double up dividends
She gon’ feel it in her stomach
[Verse 2]
Ooh, don’t run up on me, I’ma loose my cool
Cornbread, skin
She make her back bend
[Hook]
Oh, she from the southside, sippin’ that Fanta

Kap G – Marvelous Day (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna)

YSL, that be the team

Pussy boy, why you hatin’?
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
Hit it once so I don’t know your name
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
Hear the gun when I walk on the stage
Came a long way (oh)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)

I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
Crib got unlimited space
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
I ride around with that thing
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
They keep sayin’ I’m ahead of the game
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
Put me all in my chain like a stain
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
[Verse 3: Gunna & Kap G]
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
Backyard, it look like vacay
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
Uzi got on Rick Owens
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
Marvelous day
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
You say you a shooter, you ain’t
Hit it once and pull off in a Range
Thought I told you, that some of them lame
Spent twenty on a chain
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
Got sauce like marinara
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)

I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
See done turned up a whole ‘nother lane
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
I’ma drip all the way to the bank
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
Niggas gon’ hate
Gotta keep me a pint and stay sane
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
Give me that neck, we gon’ link
[Verse 1: Kap G]
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Lil Uzi gon’ make it rain
Now she gon’ do what I say
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’m with Gunna and he rollin’
All the way ’til I’m gray
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
‘Bout to put some more ice on the ring
I used to have to ride a train
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
All this gas like I growed it
Let her drip in Chanel and Balmain
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’ma fuck her and love her with rage
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
I said Kap we can’t play no more games
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
I’ma love her and fuck her with rage
My auntie like the smell of cocaine
I’ma pray, she get better with age
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)

Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Yeah, they ain’t never tell, though
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
Bitch, I’m Kap G, dinero
Hundred fifty ’round me dying today
[Verse 2: Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert]

Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
Had to walk out and wait for a chain
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
You think I ain’t peepin’ your game
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]

I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
My new lil bitch, yeah, she Cuban
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
All that Louis apparel (Kap G)
Kap, he pull up in a tank, yeah
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I just see Cannon pull up in that panamera
Gunna, he gon’ make it rain, yeah
John Wick with that aim
I used to listen to Wayne (Young Money)
Yeah that, Kap G, my nigga, my mane
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
Movin’ that bitch like a Brinks
I ain’t never been a lame
Free J, no free Gerald

They wanna be in my place
We gon’ chop down your block with the gang
I know you peepin’ my flavor
Uh, all that Gucci apparel (Kap G)
We gon’ count us a check, ease the pain
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
Pull out that Wraith
She on the poll like we voted
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)

A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Gunna with me, ayy, ayy
[Intro: Gunna & Kap G]
I’m drinkin’ drank for the pain

MercyMe – I Can Only Imagine (The Movie Session)

I can only imagine
Or to my knees will I fall?
Is before me
Is forever
I can only imagine
Surrounded by Your glory
What my eyes will see
I can only imagine

And I find myself
Or in awe of You be still?
By Your side
Surrounded by Your glory
I can only imagine
When I walk

[Verse 2]
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I be able to speak at all?
Will I dance for You, Jesus
Will I stand in Your presence
I can only imagine
Standing in the Son
Or in awe of You be still?
[Chorus]
What will my heart feel?
[Chorus]
I can only imagine
Will I dance for You, Jesus
What it will be like
I can only imagine
Forever worship You
Will I be able to speak at all?
When all I will do
When that day comes
What will my heart feel?
Will I sing hallelujah

[Verse 1]
I can only imagine
Will I stand in Your presence
When Your face
Or to my knees will I fall?

MGMT – Me And Michael

Imaginary bombs raining down from the clouds

It’s me and Michael

Me and Michael
In every scene, it’s me and Michael
[Verse 2]

Solid as they come
Me and Michael
So you think the losing side would never break dividing lines
Like all the rest, but they can’t find out
Me and Michael
It’s me and Michael
Solid as they come
Binary star sink like the setting sun
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
When sanctity wasn’t a thing of doubt
It’s not a question now
[Verse 1]
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
Solid as they come
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael
Too happy with ourselves to notice when the change had come
Me and Michael
Not everyone can be like me and Michael

So you think the burning light will reappear on summer nights
It’s not a question now

Me and Michael
So it seems the danger signs will never let the feelings die
Me and Michael
The only problem is forgetting which side you’re on
Solid as they come
[Verse 3]
When all the best and brightest have gone

Rich The Kid – Plug Walk

[Chorus]
[Chorus]
what, what?) I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh?
what, what?) I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh?
I could introduce you to the plug (to the plug)
It’s the plug tryna call me (skrrt, skrrt)
Call me on my phone, I don’t say shit (what?)
I’m a boss, take a loss (I’m a what?)
And my wrist is on overseas (drip)
Plug walk, Gucci on my shoe racks (Gucci)
Ooh, on the wave like a du-rag (du-rag)
I stuck keys in the Louis V (Louis V)
‘Til I ran into the plug (’til I ran into the plug)
Plug

Stayed down, now the racks up (racks up)
Pussy nigga callin’ for his boo back (pussy)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)

‘Til I ran into the mud (to the mud)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
You can’t reach me (what?), space coupe like E.T
[Chorus]
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
She gon’ let me fuck, ass up (ass up)
[Verse 1]
I done came up from a dub (huh?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
I was up trappin’ early in the morning (plug)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
Bitch, this ain’t no Henny in my cup (lil’ bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

Walk up in the house with a rat-a-tat
Plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
I done ran into some racks, I done ran into your girl (your girl)
[Verse 2]
Fuck 12, I’m a G, ain’t no stoppin’ me (ain’t no stoppin’ me)

what, what?) I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh?
Ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
Big ol’ Bentley, it’s a spaceship (woah)
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
Why the plug show me love? (Show me love)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
Ayy, ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
Rich nigga, you can’t talk to me (rich)
I make money when I talk (when I talk)

Hoodrich Pablo Juan – We Don’t Love ’em (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)

Backwood smoking, it’s fat
These niggas start snitching for nothing
You ain’t real, you a buster
Everybody getting money, nigga
Danny your time, I did it
On the Xans, I might crash that

Taking all my swag, I feel like your daddy
I tell her, go’n, like the road runner
They waitin’ in line to get it
My car just lost the ceiling
I didn’t get a dime, a visit
Dressing like I got a sack
Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
On the Xans, I might crash that
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
’cause we don’t love ’em So what?
She just did her ass and her titties
Ho get the wrong number
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
Smoking on gelato

I always stay with assassins
Don’t test the water chilly
The money go where I go

She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
Bad bitch and her ass fat

The money go where I go
I got her from my cousin
‘Cause I got grown money, Wop
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
Fresh to death, where is my casket?
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
I pull up, jump out the back
I got her from my cousin
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
Expensive glasses like I’m teaching class
My pinky a quarter ticket
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Well skeet on her face ’cause she pretty
You a beggar, I’m a hustler
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Too fresh to take out the trash
Gucci getting richer than richy
I’m the dealer, you the customer
Knew I should’ve never trust you
I been had the sauce, I’m drippin’
Smoking on gelato
I pull up, jump out the back
Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
Had to grind smart to get it
Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
These niggas wanna live by the gun
I ain’t never really trust you
Foreign car swerving, pothole
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Guess what, you gon’ get what you want
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Ooh, yeah
It’s a money set, you know what I’m saying?
I got the Louis V, Supreme collabing
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, Pablo Juan
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
I’m stacking all winter
Backwood smoking, it’s fat

Dressing like I got a sack
Might stash your phone number
On the Xans, I might crash that

Bad bitch and her ass fat
These niggas was always sus
Catch up, little nigga, I’m mustard
Smoking on gelato
The money go where I go
My girl just lost her feeling
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
I’m always laced with the fashion
Limited ‘sclusive edition
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back

‘Fore I had a pot to piss in
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
Teacher gave me an F, that’s fantastic
Bitches say Gucci saddity
I pull up, jump out the back
If come ride it’s tinted
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
I got her from my cousin
I’m stuntin’ all summer
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
Dressing like I got a sack
And I need a grown woman
Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from Russia

Marshmello & Anne-Marie – Friends

Haven’t I made it obvious?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Turning up at my door
[Verse 2: Anne-Marie]
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
Get that shit inside your head
Haven’t I made it obvious? (I made it very obvious)
When you say you love me, that make me crazy
No, no, yeah, uh, ahh

You say you love me, I say you crazy
Only gonna push me away, that’s it!

[Intro: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
(Haven’t I made it clear?) Haven’t I made it clear?

F-R-I-EN-D-S
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite

Haven’t we been here before?
(I made it very clear) Haven’t I made it clear?
[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
F-R-I-EN-D-S
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S (I said F-R-I-EN-D-S)

[Outro: Anne-Marie]
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
[Bridge: Anne-Marie]
Ahhh-oh, ahhh-oh, ahh-oh
(Haven’t I?) Haven’t I made it clear?
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Here we go again
Haven’t I made it obvious?
Want me to spell it out for you?
Haven’t I made it obvious?
Want me to spell it out for you?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
(to spell it out for you?) Want me to spell it out for you?
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
Haven’t I made it clear?
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
(Haven’t I made it?) Haven’t I made it obvious?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Want me to spell it out for you? (yeah)
Here we go again

So don’t go look at me with that look in your eye

You looking insane Have you got no shame?

Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
I known you since we were like ten, yeah
That’s how you f***** spell "friends"
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Haven’t I made it clear?
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
We’re just friends
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
We’re nothing more than friends
F-R-I-EN-D-S

Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye

It’s two in the morning, the rain is pouring
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Want me to spell it out for you?
Haven’t I made it obvious? (Have I not made it obvious?)
You’re not my lover, more like a brother
You really ain’t going away without a fight
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Want me to spell it out for you?

Ohhh-oh, ohhh-oh, ohhh,oh
F-R-I-EN-D-S

You really ain’t going away without a fight
Only gonna push me away, that’s it
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
You really ain’t going nowhere without a fight
F-R-I-EN-D-S
You looking insane Have you got no shame?
Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
(I made it very clear) Haven’t I made it clear?
F-R-I-EN-D-S

MF Doom & Czarface – Nautical Depth

More money on the mind, got numbers to crunch
We go dumber than Trump
This game’s built to get got while blinkin’
Man they pop holograms, call em’ virtual thugs
Bones broke, no hope for your kinfolk
I portray my own self, perform my own stunts
Yo, yo, what’s good?
Search for the plug, I heard you was love
Flow like DiCaprio, the wolf of all beat
I’m sinister, hear the strings on the Czar guitar
Like Czar Face, bustin’ in through your window

You’re trippin’ Mescaline
Drinkin’, could’ve got smacked for what he thinkin’
Kids: eat, sleep, stay away from creeps
Boss to the cross-fader, Lord Vader to a Kylo Ren
As long as Czar Face wins, we’ll be more to talk about
Ruler said the word, *Whack*, Abe Lincoln
Spit it from the heart, this game’s for keeps
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]

Than Beyonce’s twins (you dig it?)
There’s nothing staged over here
Vil still spend stacks off crack, stay crinklin’
Sick with it Doc’ Strange in the Arkham yard
Just waking up for the day, I’mall lunch
Game lieutenant hit a boy, said he wasn’t shooter
His story had a moral, he’s buried in the soil
Told him "Man up, or keep the pussy like a scooter"
Than said nuttin’ and didn’t pass the Buddha
What do you know, police shows up?
Rappers do big up jail like a recruiter
No friendly warfare, this ain’t wrestlin’
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
Vil put it in her back like a epidural
I’m fire in the summertime, cookin with more heat
Spit his shitty sixteen and get his self locked up, up
The street’s deep like leviathan

Young Scooter – Trippple Cross (feat. Future & Young Thug)

[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
Tellin’ on niggas just to get their time cut
14 keys on my desk, lookin’ like an Olympic
Good Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I’ll give you 25 racks
Street Lottery, they waitin’ on my album to drop
White jewelry on, like the confederate flag

200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Street!
Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop

Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs

Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
[Intro: Young Thug]
My lil’ bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in that
Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down
I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life
Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back
Bitch, don’t worry ’bout that How many bricks in the trunk?
[Verse 2: Future]
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
God blessed me with these millions so I’ma keep ’em around
Walkin’ in Fendi, no pretendin’, gotta have a lot of baguettes
Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won’t make a sound
Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots
Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don’t check no price
15 bitches just came from England, sittin’ on a Global Express
If anything missin’, just connect the dots
Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
Trap money comin’ in, thousand bags of gas

Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
Fuckin’ with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight

Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
I’m not in the industry, I’m in the streets with bricks
Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
Drop top, wintertime, we can’t turn down, 25 karats on my chest
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
Walk out the door with it and you’ll never get your money back
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up

King Combs – Love You Better (feat. Chris Brown)

So hop on it and just ride in with me
Better than you loved yourself
You could’ve had Christian and Christian Dior (yeah)
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
And you the only one that catch my eye
Better than you loved yourself
You remind me of my Jeep
[Verse 3: King combs & Chris Brown]
But fuck it then, that’s my word I’ll never love again
‘Cause I just need you in my life
Out of star island
Tell me how to make things right
Coulda gave you my last name, you want some other shit
Now you just miss and I’m missin’ you more (oh)
His or hers to match

‘Cause I just need you in my life (oh-oh)
Sayin’ "you’re not home, nigga leave me alone" (woo)
But you knew that I’m the cool cab with the roof back (yeah)
I’m in the coupes and things
Like the nigga never had your back
I just need your lovin’ baby (lovin’ baby)
But you still wanna test the waters
‘Cause when we together we be wildin’
And I know you still think about it

[Verse 1: King Combs & Chris Brown]
I’m living like that
Come and chill for a night
On a yacht, playin’ our favorite album
Better than you love yourself (better than yourself)
(woo) So why you wanna act like that?
Ooh, baby, tell me, baby, tell me

I just need your lovin’ baby
At the time, I was booking your flights
Tell me how to make things right (How to make things right)

Pick up the phone What’s wrong, girl?
Stop playing this game with me
Girl, I love you better than yourself (I just need, I just need)
You’re the only one I need
Matched my fly, chicks wave when I pass them by
Now lay your head, on my bed

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re the only one for me
I messed up but I feel the same
I just need your lovin’ baby (lovin’ baby)
Girl I know you want me
Girl it’s about that time
You just left like your Uber came
I bought it like that
Tell me, Tell me how to make things right (tell me how)
I was the one that you stuck around with
Who gon’ love you like I do, that’s word (oh)
My love is true fool without you girl to be crucial (yeah, yeah)
Girl, I love you better than yourself
Like I never showed you jets and boarders on the coast of Florida (yeah)
Getting faded, baby, come my way
Late nights when I pull the pain
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
And you stressed, yeah my mood just changed
Tell me who’s to blame?
Then pushing your face in the pillow, oh
When the people doubted
Better than you love yourself
I made it like that
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Same time wanting you back, I’m a sucker then (oh baby)

For you and I to get this right
‘Cause I just need you in my life ( I just need, I just need)
I just need your lovin’ baby
Had me thinking everything was alright
Better than you love yourself (oh, better)
[Outro: Chris Brown]
Know I need you by my side, can’t lose that (oh)
All ’cause your thought I was laid up with some other chick
[Intro: Sample- Ultramagnetic MC’s]
Love my songs, everyone I play, it’s on my mind all day
All the times you confused, my words you don’t listen (oh)
Can nobody make me feel the way you’re makin’ me feel, no no
But they don’t catch my vibe like you do
Girl, I love you better than yourself (oh-oh)