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Drop City Yacht Club - Crickets 9:59 pm
(Da da da da da da) (Da da da da da da)
My rock candy passion is bittersweet, and armed to the teeth 'Cause she would rather fall in chocolate than fall in love Especially with me
I stood under the waterfall With a kiwi-pineapple parasol As Cinderella dropped the crystal ball And made a concrete cavern A caterpillar concert hall
I wish that we could sail our sad days away forever In deep blue seas of paper mâché (Let's dance in the moonlight) A barracuda chased our dog days away forever Let's sink or swim 'til we fall in love (And dance in the moonlight) When we join the yacht club
I would rather go swimming with great white sharks Than wade in romance 'Cause I can never find the courage to ask her to dinner Or even to dance (Dance in the moonlight)
Don't sweat under your overcoat 'Cause my heart can harbor this paddle boat You'll hit the bottom of the highest note And the chatty tree frogs will never wanna leave your throat
I wish that we could sail our sad days away forever In deep blue seas of paper mâché (Let's dance in the moonlight) A barracuda chased our dog days away forever Let's sink or swim 'til we fall in love (And dance in the moonlight) When we join the yacht club
Da da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da da
Let go of the world you know And plug in the party lights Soak your cares in the solar flares That light up these island nights Orange eclipse I can taste your lips In the citrus afternoon If you can fly don't stop at the sky 'Cause there's footprints on the moon (With you)
I wish that we could sail our sad days away forever In deep blue seas of paper mâché (Let's dance in the moonlight) A barracuda chased our dog days away forever Let's sink or swim 'til we fall in love (And dance in the moonlight) When we join the yacht club (Let's dance in the moonlight) When we join the yacht club
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DEMI LOVATO - Heart Attack 7:57 pm
I've been bruised and I've been broken Can't believe that I put up with all this pain I've been used and I was choking on the promise I would never fall again
I used to sing to your twisted symphony The words that had me trapped inside your misery But now I know the reason why I couldn't breathe
'Cause all I want is everything you're not So go ahead and slam the door 'cause you can't shut me out No, I don't, don't care what you say 'Cause all I really, all I really want is everything you're not
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
Your darkness was my weakness But it turns out that it only went so deep, deep A meaningless diversion That is all that you ever meant to me, me, me, me
And I am done with your twisted symphony The words that had me sound like stolen poetry I tore the pages and I can finally breathe
'Cause all I want is everything you're not So go ahead and slam the door 'cause you can't shut me out No, I don't, don't care what you say 'Cause all I really, all I really want is everything you're not
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again
I want a gentleman who treats me like a queen I need respect, I need love, nothing in between I will not spell it out for you if you can't see 'Cause you're not worthy, you don't deserve me and now I'm gone
Everything you're not, not, not Everything you're not, not, not One, two, three
'Cause all I want is everything you're not So go ahead and slam the door 'cause you can't shut me out No, I don't, don't care what you say All I really, all I really want is everything you're not
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
Never gonna break my heart again Never gonna see your face again Never wanna feel this way again
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T.I. Feat. Rihanna - Live Your Life 7:52 pm
Hey, this a special what's happenin' to all my All my soldiers over there in Iraq Everybody right here, what you need to do Be thankful for the life you got, you know what I'm sayin'? Stop lookin' at what you ain't got Start bein' thankful for what you do got Let's give it to 'em baby girl, hey
You're gonna be a shinin' star In fancy clothes and fancy cars And then you'll see you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows just who you are
So live your life, hey You steady chasin' that paper Just live your life, oh Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life, hey No tellin' where it'll take ya Just live your life, oh (Joss, we did it again homie) 'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life (Hey) My life (Oh) My life (Hey) My life (Oh)
Just livin' my life (Hey) My life (Oh) My life (Hey) My life (Oh) Just livin' my life
Hey, never mind what haters say Ignore 'em 'til they fade away Amazin' they ungrateful After all the game I gave away
Safe to say I paved the way For you cats to get paid today You still be wastin' days away Now had I never saved the day
Consider them my protégé Homage I think they should pay Instead of bein' gracious They violate in a major way
I never been a hater Still I love 'em in a crazy way Some say they sold the yay' And know they couldn't get work on Labor Day
It ain't that black and white It has an area the shade of gray I'm Westside anyway Even if I left today and stayed away
Some move away to make a way Not move away 'cause they afraid I brought back to the hood And all you ever did was take away
I pray for patience but they Make me wanna melt they face away Like I once made 'em spray Now I could make 'em put the K's away
Been thuggin' all my life Can't say I don't deserve to take a break You'd rather see me catch a case And watch my future fade away
You're gonna be a shinin' star In fancy clothes and fancy cars And then you'll see you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows just who you are
So live your life, hey You steady chasin' that paper Just live your life, oh Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life, hey No tellin' where it'll take ya Just live your life, oh 'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life (Hey) My life (Oh) My life (Hey) My life (Oh)
Just livin' my life (Hey) My life (Oh) My life (Hey) My life (Oh) Just livin' my life
I'm the opposite of moderate Immaculately polished With the spirit of a hustler And the swagger of a college kid
Allergic to the counterfeit Impartial to the politics Articulate, but still will Grab a n**** by the collar quick
Whoever havin' problems with Their record sales just holla Tip If that don't work and all else fails Then turn around and follow Tip
I got love for the game But hey, I'm not in love with all of it Could do without the fame And rappers nowadays are comedy
The hootin' and the hollerin' Back and forth with the arguin' Where you from? Who you know? What you make? And what kind of car you in?
Seems as though you lost sight Of what's important when depositin' Them checks into your bank account And you up out of poverty
Your values is a disarray, prioritizin' horribly Unhappy with the riches 'cause you're piss poor morally Ignorin' all prior advice and forewarnin' And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren't we?
You're gonna be a shinin' star In fancy clothes and fancy cars And then you'll see you're gonna go far 'Cause everyone knows just who you are
So live your life, hey You steady chasin' that paper Just live your life, oh Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life, hey No tellin' where it'll take ya Just live your life, oh 'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life (Hey) My life (Oh) My life (Hey) My life (Oh)
Just livin' my life (Hey) My life (Oh) My life (Hey) My life (Oh) Just livin' my life
Got everybody watchin' what I do, come walk in my sh*** And see the way I'm livin' if you really want to Got my mind on my money And I'm not goin' away
So keep on gettin' your paper and keep on climbin' Look in the mirror and keep on shinin' 'Til the game ends, 'til the clock stop We gonna post up on the top spot
Livin' the life, the life In the Windmill City, got my whole team with me The life, my life I do it how I wanna do
I'm livin' my life, my life I will never lose I'm livin' my life, my life And I'll never stop it
So live your life
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Florida Georgia Line Feat. Nelly - Cruise 7:49 pm
When you got a rocking chair On your front porch, tip it back When you got a Georgia Bulldog Ball cap, tip it back
When you're parked back off a dirt road In your girlfriend's Cadillac Find that button on the front seat And tip it back, aw yeah
Yeah, if you had a long day or a long week Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler "Hell yeah" 'Cause tonight we're here to party
And don't worry about anything Except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila Or a double shot of Jack Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back
Tell 'em 'bout it, PK
When that bar keep brings you change Just tip it back When you're two stepping With your baby, man, tip her back
When you don't get paid for next week But you need some drinking cash Find that coffee can stash and Tip it back, come on, baby
If you had a long day or a long week Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler "Hell yeah" 'Cause tonight we're here to party
And don't worry about anything Except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila Or a double shot of Jack Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back
Put that bottle to your lip Take a sip, man, tip it back Tie a cherry stem knot With your tongue, girl, tip it back
If you like a pineapple Coconut rum, baby, tip it back If you got a home grown Moonshine flask y'all, tip it back Come on
If you had a long day or a long week Grab a long-neck if you're with me Come on now, holler "Hell yeah" 'Cause tonight we're here to party
And don't worry about anything Except what's in your glass Whether it's a cold beer, tequila Or a double shot of Jack
Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Yeah, all you need to do tonight is tip it back Yeah tip it back, yeah tip it back Alright
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Calvin Harris & Ellie Goulding - I Need Your Love 7:41 pm
Who are we to be emotional? Who are we to play with hearts and throw away it all? Who are we to turn each others heads? Who are we to find ourselves in other people's beds?
Oh, I don't like the way I never listen to myself I feel like I'm on fire, I'm too shy to cry for help Oh, I don't think you know me much at all
This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall I'm feeling down about this love
Who are you to make me feel so good? Who are we to tell ourselves that we're misunderstood? Oh, how am I to say I'm always yours? Who am I to choose the boy that everyone adores?
Oh, I don't see a reason why we can't just be apart Now we're falling on each other like we're always in the dark Oh, I don't think you know me much at all
This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall
This love is not what you want This heart will never be yours This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall
This love is be and end all This love will be your downfall
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Zedd Feat. Foxes - Clarity 7:37 pm
Are you gonna be Say that you're gonna be
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye Some Luther Vandross, a little Anita Will definitely set this party off right
She said she want some 'Ready for the world' Some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton Will definitely set this party off right
I told her to drop over in your new whip, bring some friends you cool with I'mma bring da cool whip, then I want you to strip See you is my new chick, so we get our grind on She be grabbin', callin' me Biggie like Shyne home
Man I swear she fine homes, why she always lying though Tellin' me them diamonds, when she know they rhinestones She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
I played, 'Ready for the world', she was ready for some action My dawg said you ain't no freak, so you 'bout to prove my man wrong I'mma play this Vandross, you gon' take your pants off I'mma play this Gladys Knight, me and you gon' get right
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye Some Luther Vandross, a little Anita Will definitely set this party off right
She said she want some 'Ready for the world' Some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton Will definitely set this party off right
I got you lookin' at the glass at my hands and wrists While I'm layin' back and smokin' on my canibus When it come to rockin' the rhythm like Marvin and Luther I can tell you ain't no messin' with Kan-man and Twist
From the Chi and I be sippin' Hennessey Play some R & B tryina smoke a B Lookin' properly feelin' on a G and always
Come with me and sip on some heavenly champagne You ain't know Twista can work it like the Whispers Hit the stop light, get into some Isaac The rims still moving so I'm bumping a little spinners
While I'm smokin' on a B, dippin' through the streets Bumpin' R&B and I got to leave on the 23's and I do it
When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me get your sheets wet listening to Keith Sweat Put you in a daze for maze Fulfilling your every temptation slow jamin' having deep sex
You ready for the world girl, come on over make me touch you All over your body baby don't say no to me An' every no to me, controllin' me I'm lovin' the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci
And when I come over and bend your ass You be bumpin' Teddy Pendergrass I'da hit it from the back to the melody to roll it slow Now I gotta go up in it fast, but I'mma finish last
No matter how much of a thug you see I still spit it like it's R&B, come the club with me And when some Luther come on I hope you filla me And stilla be in love with me
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye Some Luther Vandross, a little Anita Will definitely set this party off right
She said she want some 'Ready for the world' Some New Edition, some Minnie Ripperton Will definitely set this party off right
Baby, drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you ain't got no man, hop up on my brougham I keep it pimpin' like an old man, you gots to roll with the plan
'Cuz after that then I take it to the dome Then I got to bone, stay up in the zone Got to get you home, gotta run up on And I do it
Baby, drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you ain't got no man, hop up on my brougham I keep it pimpin' like an old man, you gots to roll with the plan
'Cuz if not that then, I take you to my home And we could get it on disconnect the phone Tryina to get you goin', tryina make you moan And I do it
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EMINEM - NOT AFRAID 7:33 pm
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid) Everybody We'll walk this road together Whatever weather Just lettin' you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel like You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take this sting out these words before I say 'em 'Cause ain't no way I'ma let you stop me from causing mayhem When I say I'ma do something I do it, I don't give a damn What you think, I'm doing this for me, so f*** the world feed it beans It's gassed up, if it thinks it's stopping me I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly And all those who look down on me, I'm tearing down your balcony No if ands or buts, don't try to ask him why or how can he From Infinite down to the last Relapse album, he's still s***tin' Whether he's on salary, paid hourly Until he bows out or he s***s his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a "f*** you" for Christmas His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge To pull his d*** from the dirt, and f*** the whole universe
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid), to take a stand (to take a stand) Everybody (everybody), come take my hand (come take my hand) We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just lettin' you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel like, you've been down the same road
OK quit playin' with the scissors and s***, and cut the crap I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in a rhythm for you to know it's a rap You said you was king, you lied through your teeth For that, f*** your feelings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was eh Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax, I ain't going back to that now All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack blaow 'Cause I ain't playin' around There's a game called circle and I don't know how I'm way too up to back down But I think I'm still tryna figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't This f***ing black cloud still follows, me around But it's time to exorcise, these demons These motherf***ers are doing jumping jacks now
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid), to take a stand (to take a stand) Everybody (everybody), come take my hand (come take my hand) We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just lettin' you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel like, you've been down the same road
And I just can't keep living this way So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground I've had enough, now I'm so fed up Time to put my life back together right now
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me Admittedly, I probably did it subliminally for you So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through And don't even realize what you did, believe me you I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of, my world Haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise To focus solely on handling my responsibilities as a father So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it You couldn't lift a single shingle on it 'Cause the way I feel, I'm strong enough to go to the club Or the corner pub and lift the whole liquor counter up 'Cause I'm raising the bar, I shoot for the moon But I'm too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and I'm
I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid), to take a stand (to take a stand) Everybody (everybody), come take my hand (come take my hand) We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just lettin' you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel like, you've been down the same road |
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FALL OUT BOY - ...Light Em Up 7:30 pm
Straight up n**** Motherf***in Southside n**** (word up) [SF] Brooklyn what! We gonna do it just like this man Straight to your whole area (word up word up) YEAH, YEAH You know what we fin' to do Shut 'em down, shut 'em down YEAH, yo.. word up, yo [SF] It's time to take over the world!
Chorus: repeat 4X
Shut 'em down - shut 'em down, shut 'em down
[Onyx - 1] Official Nast', I'm tired of these.. yo, yo, yo Shut 'em down start the violence we whylin whylin Slain rapper's body found washed up, on Coney Island When I rolled up, this n**** heart slowed up, that killa froze up When I pulled up, jumped out with the pump-pump 32 shots and ducked out Then I broke out, left that cat for dead his body smoked out Cause when I fall out, y'all killas got kill me kid I'm goin all out Life's a b****, f*** it! Got a gun, bust it! The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest Have you layin where the dead rest Shoulda known when you was lookin in the eyes of Death Asked the Lord for forgiveness When I did this, there was not no witness But he should understand -- cause even God got a s*** list
[Sonsee] Yo it's beatdowns anonymous, I spits like a shiny silver nine'll bust N****z fine to bust, we the kind that rush Those that, hold back, taking your whole stack Grimy street cats, n****z baldhead, like Kojak Go gat for gat, quote that, in fact, you can smoke that Uncut black dust, making your whole, f***ing skull crack Better know me, one-three, one and only Could be never phony in any ceremony, I'll tear you homey (Shut 'em down!) Sonsee's taking your time, making your mind Baddest n**** on the low defecatin with rhymes Breakin your spine, got you movin from the flurry time to worry I'ma bury the bulls***, feel my full clip!
Chorus
[DMX] Uhh.. uhh, uhh Aiyyo I bet you this motherf***in double barrel'll blast his face Be on the lookout - for a basketcase N****z pumped you up to watch you get beat Had you thinkin s*** is sweet Now you up s***'s creek, cause your s***'s weak How much is your life worth to someone important, cause I be extortin Kidnappin for ransom is some s*** that you don't want to get caught in From back in the days of Gordon, n****z was gettin robbed The guy from Rikers Height stayed on his job, with his own little mob Was it worth goin back to the Earth so soon? Worth makin my s*** go boom, ?? your own doom? Fill them graveyards, til there's no room? F*** you know about a pine box? Money goin out with nine glocks On top between that same n****, when they pull out spray nine shots Feel like killin for your crew? I ain't gon' rest It don't take a whole lot to fill up your vest then watch your lungs as they spill out your chest You best get on some, act your age s*** You a little kid, that run for faces More n****s get killed like that than a little bit
[Sticky Fingaz] Ayy man Sticky F-I-N-G-A-Z the crazy cajun blazin bullets for days and days and grazin amazin I'm the guy that's lacin Purple Hazin, hard to be pahsin LORD all this hell that I'm raisin God of the Underground, I'm gunnin em down with a thunder pound We gonna (SHUT 'EM DOWN!) We turn s*** dumb quick when the gun click Lyin incubine pursed and lyin on your d*** In the morgue admit it dogs I'm the Rottweiler my glock holla F*** cocaine killa I sniff gunpowder So all you real Willies throw your Roley's in the sky Now all my crooks, rob them players outside! I'm so hype, I'll take yo' life, better have my dough right And FUCK FIVE MICS, I DON'T NEED NO MIC!!!!! {*trashes the s***, speaker feedback ensures*} WHAT?!?!?! BRING IT!!!! SHUT 'EM DOWN!
Chorus 2X
[Sticky Fingaz] WHAT?? BRING IT! OFFICIAL NAST' SHUT 'EM DOWN! Word up boy, bout to shut down the whole industry Official Nast', DMX, we wreckin ERY'THING! So shut up! Or you get SHUT DOWN! LIKE THE REST OF THEM! Pussy!
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Mariah Carey Feat. Miguel - Beautiful 7:27 pm
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce Keep it movin... Bounce Keep it movin... Bounce Keep it movin... Bounce Keep it movin... Bounce
Once again nothin' jumpin' up in yo place, Sick of your berry buzzin' all in my face, Way too much to tolerate, Time to roll, Y'all know I gots to migrate.
Speed dial connecting me to Rae-Rae (Hey) Click in Shawntae and Mae-Mae (Hey) Treat it as a holiday, Cause he's a wrap, Y'all know I had to migrate.
See I'm on my way home, Cause my jeans, yeah they fit, But it might benefit Me to throw something on, To feature my hips, Accentuate my **** And steal the show.
Soon as we walk through the door, Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo, Tryin' to get us going off the Patron, We sippin' Grigio... slow.
If your neck and your wrist coordinate, Hair braided or faded okay, We can move this back to my place, It's time to migrate.
From my car into the club we migrate, From the bar to V.I.P. we migrate, From the party to the after party, migrate, After party to hotel, migrate.
As we proceed getting buzzed, The envious ones, Hatin' but they can't take they eyes off us, But we don't see none of that, They playin' my jam, And the floor is packed, So ya'll need to migrate up out the door.
We clickin' glasses, Compliments of the club, Raise they status, So you know they show us love, Everywhere we go, They gon' flock, Them boys migrate to where it's hot. (It's hot, it's hot)
Soon as we walk through the door, Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo, Tryin' to get us going off the Patron, We sippin' Grigio... slow.
If you're inked up, thuggin' That's what I like, Face body and Lamborghini outside, Obviously boy you're qualified, Otherwise, migrate.
From my car into the club we migrate, From the bar to V.I.P. we migrate, From the party to the after party, migrate, After party to hotel, migrate.
T-Pain Rap This is where it begins And ends at the very same time, T-Pain the main man of the hour, Got a flow that'll flex yo tire, Got stacks plus I'm back with Mariah. (Mariah laughs)
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But I gotta migrate to bar, From the bar to the flo', From the flo' to the car, From the car to the crib, Then back to the club, We can migrate it all night, And mini coupe sittin on dubs.
Whatcha waitin' on, I can't stand in one place, I need that Patron and I, Hate when I don't get it my way, So don't wait for me to buy drinks, Or you gon' dehydrate, It's time to migrate.
Soon as I'm walkin' through the door, They know I'm from the 8-5-0, I need three bottles of that Patron, I can make the Chevrolet grease up slow, If your ... and your ... coordinate, Tell it to me like it ain't OK, We can move this back to my place, Shawty best believe, it's time to migrate.
Soon as we walk through the door, Fellas be grabbin' at us like yo, Tryin' to get us going off the Patron, We sippin' Grigio... slow.
If you're inked up, thuggin' That's what I like, Face body and Lamborghini outside, Obviously boy you're qualified, Otherwise, Migrate. (Bye)
Keep it movin... Bounce Keep it movin... Bounce Keep it movin... Bounce Keep it movin... Bounce
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JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE - Mirrors 7:23 pm
Yeah
Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got
Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got for me Mr. JT, now what you got, what you got
You're sneaky from the corner of my eye I saw you eying me, I know that you're watching Tell me what would you do if I encouraged you To get next to me when nobody's watching
The way your body keeps moving Is something that makes me weak Let's start our own little secrets For just you and me to keep Too late to come or shy now You've already gone this far So baby make your move, take charge Show me what you got for me
Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) Rubbing on me Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) Feeling on me Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) Rubbing on me If so (Girl) If that's your hands (Your hands) Then tell me what you got for me
Baby, I can tell that you want to do more Than just dance with me and I don't mind you flirting But honestly do you really wanna spend the whole night Passing looks at me (Looks at me) Come over here and get to working
The way your body keeps moving Is something that makes me weak (Makes me weak) Let's start our own little secrets (Yeah) For just you and me to keep (Us to keep) Too late to come or shy now You've already gone this far So baby make your move, take charge (Ooh) Show me what you got for me
Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (your hands) Rubbing on me Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (your hands) Feeling on me Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) Rubbing on me If so (Girl) If that's your hands (Your hands) Then tell me what you got for me
Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (What you got) Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (What you got)
Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (What you got) Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh no (Oh no) (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) rubbing on me Oh no (No) (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) Feeling on me Oh no (Girl) Is that your hands (Your hands) Rubbing on me (Rubbing on me) If so (Girl) If that's your hands (Your hands) Then tell me what you got for me (If that's your hands)
Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (What you got) Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (Do do do do do do do do do do do do do) (What you got) Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (What you got) Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh no)
Oh no your hands feeling on me Oh no your hands rubbing on me Le do do do do do do do do do Le do do do do do do do do do Le do do do do do do do do do
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Nicki Minaj - POUND THE ALARM 7:19 pm
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Yo! What I got to do to show these girls that I own them? Some call me Nicki and some call me Roman. Skeezer. Pleaser. I'm in Ibiza. Giusuppes and I be my own sneaker.
Sexy. Sexy that's all I do. If you need a bad b****, let me call a few. Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out. I see some good girls. Imma turn 'em out.
Okay. Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle. I'm a bad b****. No muzzle. Hey? Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle. I'm a bad b****. No muzzle. Let's go.
Music... makes me... high...
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm!
I want to do it for the night. (Night!) So get me now and knock this over. I want to do it like you like. (Like!) Come get me, baby. We're not getting younger. I just want you tonight. (Night!) Baby, we won't do it for life. (Life!)
Music... makes me... high...
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! The alarm! The alarm! The alarm! The alarm!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
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TYGA - RACK CITY 7:12 pm
[Intro]Rack-Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Mugga on the beat Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Ten-ten-ten, twenties on ya titties b**** 100 deep VIP, no guest list T-Raw you don't know who you f***ing wit'? Got my other b**** f***ing wit' my other b**** F***ing all night n**** we ain't celibate Make it sound too dope I ain't selling it Bar fresher than a motherf***ing peppermint Gold leather man last king killing s*** Young money young money yeah we getting rich Get ya grandmom off my d*** (ha ha) Girl you know what it is Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Ten-ten-ten, twenties, and them fifties b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Ten-ten-ten, twenties, and them fifties b**** I'm a motherf***ing star (star) Look at the paint on the car (car) Too much rim make the ride to hard Tell that b**** hop out, walk the boulevard I need my money pronto Get it in the morning like Alonzo Green got cheese like a nacho If you ain't got no ass b**** wear poncho Head hancho got my seat back N**** staring at me don't get bapped Got my shirt off the club to packed It's too turned going up like gas Goddamn pulled out my rags Mike- T-t-t-tatted up on my back All the h*** love me you know what it is Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Ten-ten-ten, twenties, and them fifties b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b**** Ten-ten-ten, twenties, and them fifties b**** Throwing hunnids-hunnids Hunnids-hunnids Throwing hunnids-hunnids Rack-Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b****. Hunnids-hunnids Throwing hunndids-hunnids. Rack-Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b****. Throwing hunnids-hunnids Hunnids-hunnids Throwing hunnids-hunnids Rack-Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b****. Hunnids-hunnids Throwing hunndids-hunnids. Rack-Rack City b**** Rack-Rack City b****. |
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Jake Miller - A Million Lives 7:08 pm
Six million ways to live, we live lavish Superior deluxe rap status To carry that mattress with no bounce A sharp cactus, blanket Leavin' scratches across the atlas Buildin' above civilians Takes two looks to recognize the villain Two blinks to make your heart sink Three-sixty degrees like a roller rink That's how my life moves upon a solar ring Try so hard my soul to sing, But still my pen moves on to bolder things Can't hang like a soldier around you He who can't compete against a flowing thing Blood is the life through the mainframe Keep it up top of stray slayings
Stayin' strong so I maintain Through the snow of rain Plus the growing pain Did someone leave a glowing stain? It evaporates my flow's a burning flame In a bit it freeze so just relax a bit
Cause there's Six million ways to live Six million, six million ways to live life Boy, there's six million ways to live life Whole lot to give yo, So we grab mice Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Cause there's six million ways to live Six million ways to live
How you livin', power driven to the maximus, passionate Innocent to where the action is A small fraction of the population Holding down its occupation It's wrong concentration A simple conversation I'll listen to the rhythm Sometimes we don't agree But not afraid to talk about it openly I took it overseas to lock it down totally Package it like groceries You take it to the apex Even straight brothers golden to my peeps across the ocean Brother you sober or stay smokin' Down-Down to earth or stay floatin' Flood gates about to break open
Six million ways to live Six, Six-Six-Six million ways to live life Boy, there's six million ways to live life Whole lot to give yo, So we grab mice Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Oh, there's six million ways to live Six million ways to live Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Six million ways to live Six million ways to live
Six million pieces is the puzzle that I'm tryin' to solve Over the years evolved Thought we'd never fall Invincible, on any instrumental I live like the Count of Monte Cristo Point blank out the pistol Dub it while I rip through you I got more important things Holding championship rings If not for the bling It fall apart like everything I live this way for a while Cut the strings and the seams We on to better things We on to better things (things, things) Still livin' (livin', livin', livin') Still chillin' (chillin', chillin', chillin')
Six million ways to live Six-Six-Six million ways to live life Boy, there's six million ways to live life Whole lot to give yo, So we grab mice Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Oh, there's six million ways to live (Six million) Six million ways to live (Six million) Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Six million ways to live Six million ways to live
Six million ways to live Six-Six-Six million ways to live life Boy, there's six million ways to live life Whole lot to give yo, So we grab mice Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Oh, there's six million ways to live (Six million) Six million ways to live (Six million) Cause there's six million ways to live lavish Beyond all the misery and mathematics Six million ways to live Six million ways to live
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NELLY - COUNTRY GRAMMAR 7:04 pm
Chorus: Nelly
Hmmmmm I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!) Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
(Nelly) Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like cocoa puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin' Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin' I hang with Hannibal Lecter (HOT SHIT!) so feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou' and I'm proud Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, and the glamour Give me D's wit a rubber hammer My grammar be's Ebonics, gin tonic and chronic F*** bionic it's ironic, slammin n****z like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
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(Nelly) Who say pretty boys can't be wild n****z? Loud n****z, O.K. Corral n****z Foul n****z, run in the club and bust in the crowd n**** How n****? Ask me again and it's goin down n**** Now n****, come to the circus and watch me clown n**** Pound n****z, what you be givin' when I'm around n**** Frown n****z, talkin' s*** when I leave the town n**** Say now, can you h*** come out to play now Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high May I, answer yo' +Third Question+ like A.I. Say hi, to my n****z left in the slamma From St. Louis to Memphis From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town K.C. Motown to Alabama L.A, New York Yankee n****z to Hotlanta 'ouisiana, all my n****z wit "Country Grammar" Smokin blunts in Savannah Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer
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(Nelly) Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons So you n****z quit actin silly, mon +Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon Talkin' really and I need it mon Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man See me, mon, cheifin' rollin' deeper than any mon through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland wit nice n****z, sheist n****z who snatch yo' life n****z Trife n****z, who produce and sell the same beat twice, n**** (HOT SHIT!) Ice n****z, all over close to never sober From broke to havin dough, cause my price Range is Rover Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now I win now (Whoo!) F***in' lesbian twins now Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now
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TAYLOR SWIFT - 22 7:00 pm
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down He says, “Baby is something wrong?” I say, “Nothing I was just thinking How we don't have a song” and he says
Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have And when I got home, 'fore I said amen Asking God if He could play it again
I was walking up the front porch steps After everything that day Had gone all wrong or been trampled on And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well, on my way To my lovin' bed I almost didn't notice all the roses And the note that said
Our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window When we're on the phone and you talk real slow 'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have And when I got home, 'fore I said amen Asking God if He could play it again
I've heard every album, listened to the radio Waited for something to come along That was as good as our song
'Cause our song is the slamming screen door Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window When we're on the phone and he talks real slow 'Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs The first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should have And when I got home, 'fore I said amen Asking God if He could play it again Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone In the front seat of his car I grabbed a pen and an old napkin And I wrote down our song
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MIKE POSNER - COOLER THAN ME 6:53 pm
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love I would already have you up under my arm I used up all of my tricks I hope that you like this But you probably won't You think you're cooler than me.
You got designer shades just to hide your face And you wear 'em around like you cooler than me And you never say hey or remember my name And its probably 'cause You think you're cooler than me.
You got your [hot brown? highbrow?] sh*** on your feet And you wear 'em around like it ain't s*** But you don't know the way you look When your steps make that much noise -- shh.
See I got you all figured out You need everyone's eyes Just to feel seen You're so vain You probably think this song is about you Don't you, don't you?
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love I would already have you up under my arm I used up all of my tricks I hope that you like this But you probably won't You think you're cooler than me.
You got designer shades just to hide your face And you wear 'em around like you cooler than me And you never say hey or remember my name And its probably 'cause You think you're cooler than me.
You got your [hot brown? highbrow?] switch in your walk And you don't even look when you pass by, But you dont know the way you look When your steps make that much noise -- shh.
See I got you all figured out You need everyone's eyes Just to feel seen You're so vain You probably think this song is about you Don't you, don't you?
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love I would already have you up under my arm I used up all of my tricks I hope that you like this But you probably won't You think you're cooler than me.
You got designer shades just to hide your face And you wear 'em around like you cooler than me And you never say hey or remember my name And its probably 'cause You think you're cooler than me.
Now don't you dare act like you don't know (don't know) Know what's up (know what's up) 'Cause your nose is up (snfff) Look I'm approaching her -- pshh yep. Like I can't give your winter in the summer Or summer in the winter Miami in December Trying to look bored in them Diors (Diors) She probably is, Was acting shallow 'Till she found how deep that my pockets is. Mrs. Prima Donna This is your reminder That I think you fine, but I'm finer -- Sean yep!
'Cause it sure seems you got no doubts But we all see you've got your head in the clouds.
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love I would already have you up under my arm I used up all of my tricks I hope that you like this But you probably won't You think you're cooler than me.
You got designer shades just to hide your face And you wear 'em around like you cooler than me And you never say hey or remember my name And its probably 'cause You think you're cooler than me. |
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Ariana Grande Feat. Mac Miller - The Way 6:49 pm
Ladies and gentleman This is Macadelic, motherf***er
Ugh, I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your ass I'm sippin' Groupies fall in love, I'm like b**** you must be trippin' I'm just tryna f*** and she just need tuition Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position
Never gave a f*** and nothing 'bout me changed Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain Yeah, you heard me I got diamonds in my chain But it don't make a difference if you cryin' in the rain
Two hundred shows, I'ma kill more I just sold out that Fillmore Got a million, make a mil more Play a number one spot on the billboard
Yeah people lie, numbers won't Keep me high, drugs is close Growing up, po' a cup Watch the world go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud Can you turn that s*** up for me right now, right now Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your h*** If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud, real loud Can you turn that s*** up for me right now right now Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after h*** If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I'ma get that Grammy soon, f*** your magazine Jordan gonna hear me shoot, still f*** your magazine Hammer team, in that pack with me Hear that Jerm beat banging, with a glass of lean
When I went to every high school class would be Tryna f*** the female faculty I'm a crazy little f***er, think my head done ran away I experiment with drugs but I won't ever f*** with yay
I just made a million dollars, still I think I'm underpaid F*** with me, kid no way, when you meet me, b****es stand up straight Pump out reps, yeah I got reps, tryna talk s*** what you think about that For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I'ma lay low chill, till I let that stack
Yeah people lie, numbers won't Keep me high, drugs is close Growing up, po' a cup Watch the world go up in smoke
I like my music real loud, real loud Can you turn that s*** up for me right now, right now Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your h*** If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud real loud Can you turn that s*** up for me right now right now Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after h*** If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low
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AVRIL LAVIGNE - Here's To Never Growing Up 6:41 pm
If I show you, get to know you If I hold you just for today I'm not gonna wanna let go I'm not gonna wanna go home Tell me you feel the same
'Cause I'm 4 real, are you 4 real? I can't help myself, it's the way I feel When you look me in the eyes, like you did last night I can't stand to hear you say goodbye
Well, it feels so right 'cause it feels so right Just to have you standing by my side So don't let me go 'cause you have my soul And I just wanted you to know
I don't wanna look back 'cause I know that we have Something the past could never change And now I'm stuck in the moment and my heart is open Tell me that you feel the same
'Cause I'm 4 real, are you 4 real? I can't help myself, it's the way I feel When you look me in the eyes, like you did last night I can't stand to hear you say goodbye
Well, it feels so right 'cause it feels so right Just to have you standing by my side So don't let me go 'cause you have my soul And I just wanted you to know
Hold me down, hold me now I'm safe, I'm sound when you're around Hold me down, hold me now I'm safe, I'm sound when you're around
I'm 4 real, are you 4 real? I can't help myself, it's the way I feel When you look me in the eyes, like you did last night I can't stand to hear you say goodbye
Well, it feels so right 'cause it feels so right Just to have you standing by my side So don't let me go 'cause you have my soul And I just wanted you to know
'Cause I'm 4 real, are you 4 real? I can't help myself, it's the way I feel When you look me in the eyes, like you did last night I can't stand to hear you say goodbye
Well, it feels so right 'cause it feels so right Just to have you standing by my side So don't let me go 'cause you have my soul And I just wanted you to know
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Jennifer Lopez & Pitbull - Live It Up 6:37 pm
Pitbull:J. Lo! The other side, out my mine
It's a new generation (Pitbull|Mr. Worldwide) Of party people
Get on the floor, dale! Get on the floor (RedOne!)
Let me introduce you to my party people In the club...
I'm loose (-oose) And everybody knows I get off the train Baby, it's the truth I'm like So don't sleep or snooze I don't play no games so d-d-d-don't get it confused, no 'Cause you will lose, yeah Now p-p-p-pump it up And back it up like a Tonka truck, dale
If you go hard, you gotta get on the floor If you're a party freak then step on the floor If you're an animal then tear up the floor Break a sweat on the floor Yeah we work on the floor
Don't stop, keep it moving (WHOO!) Put your drinks up! Pick your body up and drop it on the floor Let the rhythm change your world on the floor You know we're running s*** tonight on the floor
Brazil, Morocco London to Ibiza Straight to L.A., New York Las Vegas, Nevada to Africa
Dance the night away Live your life and stay young on the floor Dance the night away Grab somebody, drink a little more
La na na... Tonight we gon' be it on the floor La na na... Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
I know you got it clap your hands on the floor And keep on rockin', rock it up on the floor If you're a criminal, kill it on the floor Steal it quick on the floor ...On the floor devvvv devvvv Don't stop, keep it moving Put your drinks up! It's getting ill, it's getting sick on the floor We never quit, we never rest on the floor If I ain't wrong we'll probably die on the floor Brazil, Morocco London to Ibiza Straight to L.A., New York Vegas to Africa
Dance the night away Live your life and stay young on the floor Dance the night way Grab somebody, drink a little more
La na na... Tonight we gon' be it on the floor La na na... Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
That badonka donk is like a trunk full of bass On an old school Chevy 7 trail donka truck All I need is some vodka and some chunka coke And watch a chicka get Donkey Konged Baby if you're ready for things to get heavy I get on the floor and act a fool if you let me (dale) Don't believe me just vet me My name ain't Keith but I see why you Sweat me L.A., Miami, New York Say no more, get on the floor!
(WHOO!) La na na... Tonight we gon' be it on the floor La na na... Tonight we gon' be it on the floor La na na... (WHOO!) Tonight we gon' be it on the floor!
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