A$AP Rocky, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage – Cocky

Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal

Huh?
Too many fake me’s
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake ‘$APs

Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (it’s Gucci)

Too many zeros with ‘Sace pillows in my Phantoms
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
And I put it on me and I want another ring
I’m the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it’s him again"
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
Too many bad bitches, I don’t cuff ’em, I just hand them (21)

Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can’t even mount ’em
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve ’em like the other team (skrt)
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
‘Cause she don’t deal with the middle man

Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
My girlfriend got a little friend
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (Wizop)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (damn)
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I already back for seconds, I ain’t even clean my plate up
I’m up in the rim, they the raided M&M’s
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she’s to tiny for me
Don’t group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin’ me

Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I feel like I’m Rocky
I’m too cold for these suckers, they ain’t got more money than me
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray

Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don’t got time to lay up
Huh?
How you gone play D, you can’t even take D
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that’s only overseas
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
All the way on the other end
We got London On Da Track
Ballin’ in some Dungarees
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & (?)]
Huh?
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Them dudes ain’t got nothin’ on me, I got a money disease
[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Young Thug]

Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Just run me the play and let me know
Met my accountant at Ruth’s Chris, she told me that I’m way up (21)
Huh?
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky

Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
I got so many M’s in my bank account, I can’t even count ’em
So, so deaf to these suckers, I’m like JD in ’03
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
21, 21
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
My hoe said that I’m too cocky, I don’t play nothin’ but me
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
Ran me up a hunned M’s and then I put my bay up (21)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (yeah)
All my diamonds carrots, dem lil’ pointers be two lil’
We got London On Da Track
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby , I’m too fuckin’ cocky

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
These dudes keep comin’ up short like they a pair of capris
Gucci is materialistic, he’s too fuckin’ flashy
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
[Intro: Gucci Mane, 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)
I wear my mink in the summer when it’s one-hundred-three (burr)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
These girls got nothing to show you, I’ll give you something to see
Just pass me the rock and watch him go

She’s my way out the highway, you either like or leave
I ain’t gotta say it ’cause they know (woo)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
This Rollie cost us the G’s, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
It’s Guwop
It’s Guwop
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
It’s Gucci
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup, they ’bout to spill
[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
I ain’t take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]

Demi Lovato – Tell Me You Love Me (Acoustic)

I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah
I need someone on days like this, I do
Got it bad
Is standing right in front of me
I don’t know what I’m living for
On days like this
What’s my hand without your heart to hold?
I don’t know who I am without you
Baby, I’ma stick around
Everything I need
If I’m living without you
But I can’t say I’m innocent
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah
All my friends, they know and it’s true
On days like this
On days like this, I do
Oh no, here we go again
Oh, tell me you love me
Through the ups and downs
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
On days like this
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Bad at love, no, I’m not good at this
On days like this, I do
Oh, tell me you love me
Not hardly, but I’m sorry
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Oh, can you hear my heart say
I need someone
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Is standing in front of me
I need someone on days like this, I do
I got it bad, baby
My heart’s like
Fighting over what I said
And all my friends, they know and it’s true
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
I got it bad
On days like this
I’m sorry, yeah I’m sorry
Oh, tell me you love me
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
On days like this, I do
I need someone
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
I need someone
Without me
Oh, can you hear my heart say
I promise we will be alright, alright
And I hope I never see the day
On days like this
Everything I need
I’ve got it bad, baby
I don’t know who I am without you
Oh, tell me you love me
That you move on and be happy without me
Oh, tell me you love me
Oh, tell me you love me
Oh, can you hear my heart say

Kim Petras – Heart to Break

Don’t care if this is my worst mistake (No)
Yeah
Gonna give you my heart to break

Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Heart to break
‘Cause no one else could do it better
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it (I tried to fight, help it)

Don’t care if this is my worst mistake

And when you touch me, I’m a fool
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better, that’s why I)
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
[Verse 2]
Where’s my self control? Ahh
[Chorus]
Gonna give you my heart to break
Angel eyes, tell me lies
Every time
[Pre-Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
[Pre-Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]
That’s why I give you my heart to break

Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it

Makes me want you more (more, more)
(Ahh) Where’s my self control?
Gonna give you my heart to break
Gonna give you my heart to break

Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better)
I feel my body saying yes
Every time
This game I know I’m gonna lose
I feel my body saying yes
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together

Gonna give you my heart to break
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake
That’s why I give you my heart to break

Gonna give you my heart to break
Where’s my self control?
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
This game I know I’m gonna lose

And when you touch me, I’m a fool
Heart to break
I feel my body saying yes
Makes me want you more
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Woo-ah!
[Verse 1]
That’s why I give you my heart to break
Devilish, every kiss
Gonna give you my heart to break
One look at you, I’m powerless
Makes me want you more
One look at you, I’m powerless
Butterflies, every time
Gonna give you my heart to break
Any time, that you like
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
One look at you, I’m powerless
Gonna give you my heart to break
[Chorus]

JOY. – Change

Oh you’ll never change
I’ve got to blame

I wrote, I wrote a letter to you
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because

I don’t know what for
Never thought that I’d be where I am today
All I ever do is watch the leads
Say
I just cannot seem to find my peace
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came

That look on me’s everlasting
I’ll never send
Fading on the floor with all my thoughts
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one

You’ll never change
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
You’ll never change
Never thought that I’d see who I am today
Oh what, oh what a feeling to know I’m not healing
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
I keep running back to you
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake

Say
Oh you’ll never change

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
Please look sorry don’t have the answers on it

smokepurpp – Big Bucks

[Intro]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Swear I’m flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce

And I came with two pistols like I’m Max Payne
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Niggas fallin’ off the game, and I’m the cause
Oh my god, Ronny
And I hit it ’til the morning, then I dipped her
Pop a perc, then I xan, then I drop
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

[Chorus]
Krispy Kreme, I’m doing donuts in the lot

I count big bucks
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Yeah, dripped up, yeah bitch I’m Ricked up
Lil Purpp!
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh
All that fu shit on your neck gon’ get you rashed up
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
[Verse 1]
[Verse 2]
I fucked that bitch, she brought her sister That’s yo hoe?
You got your mind around these bitches, we don’t think the same
Six Os in my bank, I can’t think the same
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
[Chorus]
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

100 bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

Young Dolph – Paranoid

Izze The Producer
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I gave her a job at my traphouse sackin’ up P’s (trap)
(hah) The way I put this shit on me, they be like how do he do it?
I hope those folks don’t come and get us
Now I gotta smoke a blunt of weed just to eat
These diamonds they hit every time I move, don’t it, uh, uh
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
[Intro]
I got so high I’m goin’ the wrong way on the fuckin’ one way
Talkin’ ass bitch (shut up)

Don’t you bring that bitch ’round me my nigga, ’cause you might lose her (yeah)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)
[Chorus]
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Patek Philippe with residue on it (uh, yeah, yeah)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
[Verse 1]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)

I’m tripple blessed, so today I’m rockin’ a jesus piece (yeah yeah)
[Chorus]
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)
Yeah, yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Nah I don’t like that nigga (fuck ’em)
You can’t eat with me if you ain’t hungry (nah)
I might stop pimpin’ one day (yeah)
So I fucked his sister (yeah yeah)
I got the bitch off the runway (yup)
I used to go to sleep hungry, didn’t have shit to eat (remember that?)

I cut her off, didn’t need no scissors (nah)
And I heard they taking pictures, let me knock on wood (shit)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
Then go pay my tithes on Sunday (thank you God)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
Fur across my back, Balenciagas on my feet (swag)
Ayy fire that weed up man, ayy
The feds in the hood (whoa)
[Verse 2]
I spent two hundred stacks on a coupe with two seats (uh-huh)
She told me that she wanna smoke a blunt and fuck to my music (yeah)
I might stop sippin’ one day (damn)
I’m throwin’ money on Monday (yup)
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)

[Chorus]
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)

Yeah (yup), yeah, yeah
Then she gave me head and told me I should go make a movie, ah
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
Yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
Go and get a sack young nigga, and be all you can be (uh-huh)
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Pull out my garage in some shit you drive on Need for Speed (yeah yeah)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)
Boy you know I’m about gunplay (yup)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
I keep some shit up my sleeve and it always got something to do with money (know that)

Chuck Strangers – Style Wars (feat. Joey Bada$$)

While a metronome tick like a fake Rolex
Yo it’s a John Stark
I’m just tryin’ not to work with you
Mercedes or the Lexus shit
Singin’ ass bitch don’t take the curve personal
Because this is murder rap
Now niggas can express they selves
Been rollin’ up no more hittin’ the bong
It’s different phases I’m on when I be writin’ these songs
I think of home when I need to be strong
I just wanna fuck you
That the dark run the dark sing painting prosperity
Times I need to be alone
Niggas claiming they the best while Rakim still breathin’
Should I risk it with the biscuit that’s when the cops came
New York mentality
I’mma be stuntin’ on all the lame niggas who pass me
Faded and miseducated 24 years and made it
My best friend she snort cane guess life is like a dice game
Thinking fuck a job I’ll rather boss up on somethin’ I believe in
Turn off the MP shut off my phone and just zone
Shouts to Oakland but the warriors from Coney Island
We warriors with the rhymin’
They gon’ try to hide and make it sound clever
On them rooftops lit one up for 2Pac
The dynamic of my whole block changed
[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers]
So now I’m plottin’ on some necklaces
I wanna thank god for this vibe
Chopped and new shipment now I got all my equipment
Do your Googles nigga I’m in control of things
I’m just layed up high
Sonic aesthetically pleasing
Manifesting a move steady reppin’ the crew
Think how quick we grew up low key insane
You can see it in my eyes I got nigga rich endeavours
You can have my heart sing the tales of the light
God and I move together is two
I wonderin’ who owns next

Muse – Thought Contagion

You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs
Fall down long winds are counted out
Brace for the final solution
Withdraw before you’re out of time
Fragments and scattered debris
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
It’s too late for a revolution
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
Welcome to the infinite black skies

Welcome to the infinite black skies
Thought contagion
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
Strung out falling from the big time
Brace for the final solution
Thought contagion
It’s too late for a revolution

A clean slate and buried war crimes
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by someones false beliefs
Prop me up before I black out
Thought contagion
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

They’ll never do what you want them to
Thought contagion

Thought contagion

You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier then you
Thought contagion
Give it up and watch them break through

Brain cleansed fractured identity

Strung out falling from the big time

Delta Goodrem – Think About You (The Look Book)

I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
[Verse 2]

I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
I’m having visions, it’s like I can see right through
I need a way to get this started

When I’m looking at you
[Chorus]
Get you out of my head and get you in my arms
I’m just gonna say it and I don’t know how you’ll take it
Too many nights I’ve spent without it
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
I’m just gonna say it and I don’t know how you’ll take it
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you

My mind is crazy, playing tricks on me
Bout bout you
[Bridge]
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
Always (do do do do do do)
Always (do do do do do do)
I’ve got a feeling you know what I wanna do
Thinkin’ bout you (do do do do do do)
Every time I look at you, your clothes are coming off
Bout bout you (do do do do do do)
I’m just gonna say it and I don’t know how you’ll take it
I’m having visions, it’s like I can see right through
Think about you, bout bout you (do do do do do do)
Back at my apartment you and me and no one else
Always

[Pre-Chorus]
And everyone around us don’t see what I see
Everybody doesn’t know that you’ve got nothing on
[Chorus]
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you

I think about you naked when I’m looking at you

Always (do do do do do do)
[Pre-Chorus]
My imagination got me losing concentration
[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
My imagination got me losing concentration
My imagination got me losing concentration
Bout bout you (do do do do do do)
Too many days I think about it
In a crowded bar, or a restaurant

Think about you (do do do do do do)
And when we’re talking, my mind is somewhere else
Bout bout you
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
I’ve got a feeling you know what I wanna do
I’ve got this habit, and I just can’t stop
Bout bout you

Mally Mall, Jeremih & E-40 – Physical

Know I’m that nigga stay focused
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Say you ain’t ever had this
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Say she ain’t ever been skydiving
Still ain’t never poked but I’m coping
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Even though you told me I’m never gonna hit it
See your legs closed but your open
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(Uh)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
[Verse 3: Jeremih]
[Intro]
She said she’d never do it better she did it
Reputable factor from the heart of the soil
Said you never cheat on you nigga

Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
(But she did it)
Her couchie exquisite smash for an hour and not a minute
Ever have both hands on the toilet?
My relatives and my cuz

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Never thought you’d admit it
From the bay where they pin it
She off the cabbage and spinach
Let a dog in that kitty
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Baby that don’t make you a lesbian
[Bridge: Jeremih]

I’m off a liter of oil
(But she did it)
High as the towers up in Dubai
Up in the club with my blood
Let me get in deep til’ I fall out
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
Slid up in the club for a moment
[Bridge: Jeremih]

She said she’d never do it but she did it
Physical is how we play our game
Fly Emirates, about my paper, my buisness
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same, yeah
Bitch
[Verse 2: E-40]
[Outro: E-40]
Baby, let me take you up to mile high
My people my partners
Was spittin’ game since an infant
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She let me hit with the magnum rubber
Might not admit it, she with it
Thought you’d never tat my name on your titties
Physical is how we play our game
She said she’d never do it but she did it

She said she’d never do it but she did it
Say you don’t smoke
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
This watch, Patek Philippe, Philippe
Physical is how we play our game
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
[Chorus: Jeremih]
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it

She said she’d never do it but she did it
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
Bring your friends round while we tourin’
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
But you wanna get sky high
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Got your own you don’t need no assist
Never say never man
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Smokin’ on power
Born and raised in the trenches
She said she’d never kiss her best friend
Let me get in deep til’ I fall out
She said she’d never do it but she did it
40 Water
I’m cut from leather, he cut from polyester

Say you ain’t ever had this
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Throw a bitch up in the sky and break her before she get that cement
Said she never wanted no kids
(All the same)
She was with her friends, then she noticed
She said she’d never do it, she did it
Physical is how we play our game
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Baby that don’t make you a lesbian
Never thought she would fall in love with a thugger
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Say she ain’t ever been skydiving
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
What, how they end up on your lips?
Mally Mall
Say you don’t smoke

Physical is how we play our game
Her legs is open like peas
But you wanna get sky high
Jeremih
Physical is how we play our game
Baby, let me take you up a mile high
From the thick of the fucking mud

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Mally Mall

She said she’d never kiss her best friend
If she knew better, she would do better
[Chorus: Jeremih & (E-40)]
She said her nigga pitiful
She grabbin’ on my balls like a physical
Everything that I do I beast, I beast

Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same

Ain’t no intermission while we roleplay

LA Leakers – Facetime (feat. Eric Bellinger, Wale & AD)

Facetime me in the shower
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it)
Stay calling (Yeah, you do that, do that)
Just facetime me in the shower
It’s gon’ be your favourite song
It’s The Leakers
So anytime you gotta half an hour
Know all your friends all tell you that I’m bad news, bad news

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
It’s EZ and AD, yea
Even when you can’t come through
(Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet)
Facetime me in the shower, yeah
Hace that water running, you know what to do

Yeah, when I see it when it’s dripping
[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Just facetime me in the shower
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
It’s "E"!
I know we can get it off and you won’t tell
You the one I hit when I hit the hotel
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
It’s The Leakers
[Verse 3: Wale]
Just facetime me in the shower
I’ma a text you when I get up to the room
(Really, one time, yeah)
Knew you was different, you ain’t nothin’ like them lame hoes

Lot of niggas want it and I’m the only one to catch you
When I’m in your city, you best believe I’ma smash thru
Just facetime me in the shower
[Intro: ?? & Eric Bellinger]
‘Cause you know I know that thing so well
Facetime me in the shower, yeah, yeah
We-we can do it in the shower
Somebody wanna argue with her, Wale is the best

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Lemme see you
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it, can we do it)
Both of our bodies dripping wet
You don’t do it for the fame, no

She my number 1 fan and my oxy connect
Stay calling
Just facetime me in the shower
Wale, so wavy, yea yea
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just facetime me in the shower
(Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet)
You don’t want me to take no L’s
Facetime me in the shower, yeah, yean
Facetime me in the shower, yeah
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
I give a woman a new future like you Scottie Pippen

Both of our bodies dripping wet
It’s crazy how you still come through

Don’t know what to do when I see them lower tattoos
[Outro: Eric Bellinger]
Stay calling (True dat, true dat)
Facetime me in the shower
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it, can we do it)
Just facetime me in the shower
Girl, you know I ain’t trippin’, I brought bands tonight
Wait a minute, aye
It’s crazy how you still come through
Stay calling (Yeah yeah)
I got money but the pussy is the power
Even when you can’t come through
[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
I’ma a text you when I get up to the room
Now I got bands tonight
Courtside see Jamal, I’ma Paul a nigga (Get it?)
Iphone 7, I’m in heaven, what you playin’ for?
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it)
[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
[Verse 2: Eric Bellinger]
Just facetime me in the shower
It’s "E"
You know exactly what to do
(Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet)
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it, can we do it)
Just facetime me in the shower
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it)
Haters out the way, Prada on her chest

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

I got shooters that will probably clip ya
Both of our bodies dripping wet
I party at Roxy, snobby women with
[Verse 1: AD & Eric Bellinger]
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
That thing is water resistant, that’s what it’s made for
Baby (Yeah)
Give me that splash if you know what I mean?
When you get home, I need you to do that one thing for me

If I could taste it, I will make it scream louder
Hace that water running, you know what to do
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)

When you get up in the room
I ain’t gon’ flex, she prolly the best

Ronny J – Banded Up (feat. XXXTENTACION)

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
Throw them b*tches lips
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
Got them t*tties lifted
If it’s for a check (huh)
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
B*tch, I’m too expensive
Please don’t get too close, I go Gucci Ghost
I don’t even need a Rollie, but I bought the Rollie
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I don’t even need a Rollie, but I bought the Rollie
You makin’ me frantic (yeah, ayy)
I’m too rich the kids, I’m like Rich The Kid

I might leave you mad as f*ck, oh true, yeah
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I got too many eyes on me
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
Please don’t get too close, I go Gucci Ghost
Shop is too extensive
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
Yeah, ew
I just got a little ticket so she flies for free, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m in Louis, ho, I’m in Louis, ho
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I’m in Louis, ho, I’m in Louis, ho
I just came, she clean it out like Billie Mays (ha, ha)
I’m too rich the kids, I’m like Rich The Kid
I got two b*tches and they got they thighs on me
I just got a little ticket so she flies for free, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t even need a key, but I bought the key
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
[XXXTENTACION]
I don’t even want the top, I just wanna sleep
I take it, my wave off
Her p*ssy hurt, might need a Band-Aid, (…..)
Yeah
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I don’t even need a key, but I bought the key
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
Hike it to my babe off
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I might break a sweat (huh)
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
Hike it to my babe off
[Ronny J]
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I’m just lit, I’m lifted

(…..)
I got two b*tches and they got they thighs on me
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
[Ronny J]
B*tch, I’m too expensive

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I just broke my baby’s heart so she cries on me
Uno, dos, tres (huh)
I don’t even want the top, I just wanna sleep
B*tches gimmie neck (huh)
Got them t*tties lifted
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
Throw them b*tches lips
I just broke my baby’s heart so she cries on me
I got too many eyes on me
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I take it, my wave off

She got like (…..), I just put my d*ck all in her face (ha, ha)
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
These f*ck niggas hittin’ like they saying "ayy"
Shop is too extensive
Ew, racked up nigga
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
Yuh
Ew, racked up shawty
(…..), why are you tripping, b*tch?
I’m just lit, I’m lifted
Ronny J on the beat, b*tch
I stay banded up, I stay banded up

Tory Lanez – B.I.D

Took a shot of Henny out the back
Girl you know it’s real, I ain’t tryna brag
Wait, in the trap with the top and the cash, ayy
Yeah, I see the opps in the front but
Bust it, down, bust it, down

[Chorus]

Bust it, down, bust it, down
I just wanna take you to the back while you let a nigga
[Pre-Chorus]
Shooter right beside me with the Curry
Fuck a ‘lac, all of this is facts
[Pre-Chorus]
Jumped in the ‘What the fuck is that’
I got a Glock in my Louis V draws
Bust it, down, oh yeah, yeah
Drunk and there ain’t no comin’ back
Jumped in the ‘What the fuck is that’
Bust it, down, oh yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Jumped in the ‘What the fuck is that’
I just wanna take you to the back while you let a nigga
Girl you know it’s real, I ain’t tryna brag
Bust it, down, oh yeah
‘Less she lookin’ at me, throwin’ that shit back, ayy
Bust it, down, bust it, down
I just wanna take you to the back while you let a nigga
And fuck her once, I know I’ll get attached
T.O niggas don’t know how to act
Girl you know it’s real, I ain’t tryna brag
[Intro]
She mad I keep pullin’ on her tracks
We don’t know you, you can’t smoke the blunt, ayy
Pussy nigga don’t get hit up with the .30
[Chorus]
I fucked up the re-up, got it back

[Verse 1]
You gon’ let me ride ’cause I

Bought her Uber here but I didn’t buy it back
Bust it, down, oh yeah, yeah
Took a shot of Henny out the back
Bust it, down, bust it, down
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Sendin’ bullets lookin’ all across the map, ayy
Wait, cracked that Hennessy and now I’m drunk, ayy
Jumped in the ‘What the fuck is that’
Took a shot of Henny out the back
I might pull up to her block, 7:30
Bust it, down, oh yeah
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Bust it, down, oh yeah
Bust it, down, bust it, down
Bust it, down, bust it, down

She just wanna throw that ass back when I
Alright cool
OG Parker
I won’t tolerate a bitch talkin’ back, ayy

Jumped in the ‘What the fuck is that’
Drunk and there ain’t no comin’ back
20 motherfuckin’ racks on her birthday

Young Dolph – Drippy

Pull up in your city, we rockin’ shit
Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy
Keep a draco or an AK
I used to want a million then I wanted ten now I want a hundred
Shit, this young nigga poppin’, damn
Real drippy right now
I mix the Gelato with the lemon tree, call that a tropical blunt
I’m in the section where all the bad bitches at
Dead fresh, dig me
I put fifty grams in my trunk
Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)
Nah, can’t no nigga stop him
You lose, I win
Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)
Ayy come here lil mama, where you from?
Yeah I got racks in the safe
Drippy, drippy
Fuck nigga, try again
Never keep dope where you lay
I give that green light and you done
Hate, I see it all over his face
That fake shit, I can’t relate
[Chorus]
Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)
Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip)
Never keep dope where you lay
[Intro]
Foreign hoes, I got a bunch
Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy
Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)
Drippy, drippy
‘Cause I treat his baby mama like a frisbee, yeah
That fake shit, I can’t relate
Heard a fuck nigga wanna kill me
Diamonds, hittin’
I was sellin’ dope, I ain’t go to prom
I’m in the streets where the hitters at
Keep a draco or an AK
I put her in Yves Saint Laurent
I put seventy thou in my charm
Yeah I got racks in the safe

Paper Route, we stand on top of shit
Never keep dope where you lay
Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip)
Hate, I see it all over his face
Lil mama got ass for days, and I got cash for days

Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip)

I’m in the street where the dealers at
[Chorus]
Pray for my enemies, amen
Lil mama got ass for days, and I got cash for days
All my bitches got an onion, private jet out the country
Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)
Shoot him in the ass, again
Yeah I’m fuckin’ on your bae
Lil mama got ass for days, and I got cash for days

Just to go shop and eat lunch
All of that ass, you the bomb

Ayy!
My bitch she gettin’ tipsy
Hate, I see it all over his face
That fake shit, I can’t relate
I need you to go get a bomb
Valentino my outfit, my bitch she rockin’ Fendi
Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag)
Keep a draco or an AK
Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy
[Chorus]
All of that ass, you the bomb
But I get rich anyway so motherfuck the prom

Yeah I’m fuckin’ on your bae
[Verse 2]
Yeah I’m fuckin’ on your bae
The realest nigga in it, ayy man
Codeine, sweet tea, call that a tropical punch
Yeah I got racks in the safe
Prometh, sippin’
[Verse 1]
Too much ice, it might make you dizzy
Now take this money, get on the plane
You a peasant, you cannot come near me

Bad Bunny – Amorfoda

Lo más cabrón es que tú ve todo como un chiste
No quiero que más nadie me hable de amor
Esos dolores los pasé, yeh, yeh, yeh
Si pudiera te pidiera que devuelva’ to’ los besos que te di
No quiero que más nadie me hable de amor
Yo ya perdí la fe de que tú mejore’ (-jore’)
Toas’ las barras y los tragos han sido testigo’

Si después de la lluvia sale el arcoíri’ pero sin colore’, yeh
Y que ahora camina solo sin nadie por toas’ las acera’
Ya me cansé, ya esos trucos ya me los sé
La’ palabra’ y todo el tiempo que perdí
Quisiera ser como tú: sin sentimiento’ (-miento)
Me arrepiento una y mil veces de haber confiao’ en ti (huh)
Siempre voy a maldecir el día en que naciste
[Estribillo]
Y por qué si yo era tan bueno toa’ esta mierda tú me hiciste (-ciste)
Ya me cansé, to’ esos trucos ya me los sé

Esos dolores los pasé
Se convierten hoy en día en pesadilla’ y dolore’
Esos dolores los pasé, yeh, yeh, yeh
Quisiera cambiarle el final al cuento
Preguntándole a Dios si en verdad el amor existe

Los chocolates que te di y todas las flores (-res)
[Verso]
Ya me cansé, to’ esos trucos ya me los sé
Quisiera que te sientas como yo me siento (siento)
Hoy te odio en el secreto, ante todo lo confieso
[Estribillo]
Esos dolores los pasé, yeh, yeh, yeh
Un infeliz en el amor que aún no te supera
Quisiera sacarte de mi pensamiento (-miento)
Ya me cansé, ya esos trucos ya me los sé
No quiero que más nadie me hable de amor
No quiero que más nadie me hable de amor
Del dolor que me causaste y to’ lo que hiciste conmigo