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Kendrick Lamar - Not Like Us Lyrics
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Not Like Us Lyrics
[Intro]
Psst, I see dead people
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho
Deebo any rap nigga, he a free throw
Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"
Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo
What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton?
The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama
How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options
I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton
Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas
Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em
Walk him down, whole time, I know he got some ho in him
Pole on him, extort shit, bully Death Row on him
Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young
You better not ever go to cell block one
To any bitch that talk to him and they in love
Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him
They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs
And Party at the party playin' with his nose now
And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?
Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff
Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired?
Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A minor
[Chorus]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
[Verse 2]
You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?
I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga
Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin'
What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go
The audience not dumb
Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake, they're not slow
Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise
Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch and you Malibu most wanted
Ain't no law, boy, you ball boy, fetch Gatorade or somethin'
Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'
You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers
What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy
Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton
Might write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'"
Fuck a caption, want action, no accident
And I'm hands-on, he fuck around, get polished
Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin'
Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'
I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither
From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena
And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks
That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch
I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock'
Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy
Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy
Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux, ayy
How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy
One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy
Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy
Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy
Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy
City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy
[Chorus]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
[Verse 3]
Once upon a time, all of us was in chains
Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves
Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains
Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game
The settlers was usin' townfolk to make 'em richer
Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda
You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance
Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge
You called Future when you didn't see the club (Ayy, what?)
Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (What?)
21 gave you false street cred
Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (Ayy, what?)
Quavo said you can be from Northside (What?)
2 Chainz say you good, but he lied
You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars
No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer
The family matter and the truth of the matter
It was God's plan to show y'all the liar
[Bridge]
Mm
Mm-mm
He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (Mm)
He a fan, he a fan, he a
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho)
Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho)
Then step this way, step that way
Then step this way, step that way
[Outro]
Are you my friend?
Are we locked in?
Then step this way, step that way
Then step this way, step that way
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Kendrick Lamar - Not Like Us Lyrics
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Not Like Us Lyrics
[Intro]
Psst, I see dead people
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho
Deebo any rap nigga, he a free throw
Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"
Nail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo
What's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton?
The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama
How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options
I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton
Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas
Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em
Walk him down, whole time, I know he got some ho in him
Pole on him, extort shit, bully Death Row on him
Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young
You better not ever go to cell block one
To any bitch that talk to him and they in love
Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him
They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downs
And Party at the party playin' with his nose now
And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?
Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em up
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuff
Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired?
Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A minor
[Chorus]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
[Verse 2]
You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?
I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, nigga
Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin'
What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go
The audience not dumb
Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake, they're not slow
Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise
Ain't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch and you Malibu most wanted
Ain't no law, boy, you ball boy, fetch Gatorade or somethin'
Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'
You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers
What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal Option"? Pussy
Nigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton
Might write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'"
Fuck a caption, want action, no accident
And I'm hands-on, he fuck around, get polished
Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin'
Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'
I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither
From Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena
And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks
That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch
I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock'
Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy
Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ayy
Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux, ayy
How many stocks do I really have in stock? Ayy
One, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy
Devil is a lie, he a 69 God, ayy
Freaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy
Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ayy
City is back up, it's a must, we outside, ayy
[Chorus]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
[Verse 3]
Once upon a time, all of us was in chains
Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves
Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains
Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game
The settlers was usin' townfolk to make 'em richer
Fast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda
You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance
Let me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge
You called Future when you didn't see the club (Ayy, what?)
Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (What?)
21 gave you false street cred
Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (Ayy, what?)
Quavo said you can be from Northside (What?)
2 Chainz say you good, but he lied
You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars
No, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer
The family matter and the truth of the matter
It was God's plan to show y'all the liar
[Bridge]
Mm
Mm-mm
He a fan, he a fan, he a fan (Mm)
He a fan, he a fan, he a
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Freaky-ass nigga, he a 69 God
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Let me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho)
Say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho)
Then step this way, step that way
Then step this way, step that way
[Outro]
Are you my friend?
Are we locked in?
Then step this way, step that way
Then step this way, step that way
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![James Hype, Miggy Dela Rosa - Ferrari (Lyrics)
James Hype, Miggy Dela Rosa - Ferrari Lyrics
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Ferrari Lyrics
[Verse]
Can I be honest?
I still want your hands up on my body
You still make my heart beat fast, Ferrari
With me in the wave, but in the mornin
Do you still want me?
Can I be honest?
I still want your hands up on my body
You still make my heart beat fast, Ferrari
With me in the wave, but in the mornin
Do you still want me?
[Rise]
Do you still want me?
[Drop]
Can I be honest?
Do you still want me?
Want me
[Verse]
Can I be honest?
I still want your hands up on my body
You still make my heart beat fast, Ferrari
With me in the wave, but in the mornin
Do you still want me?
Can I be honest?
I still want your hands up on my body
You still make my heart beat fast, Ferrari
With me in the wave, but in the mornin
Do you still want me?
[Rise]
Do you still want me?
[Drop]
Can I be honest?
Can I be honest?
I still want your hands up on my body
You still make my heart beat fast, Ferrari
With me in the wave, but in the mornin
Do you still want me?
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![PinkPantheress - Pain
PinkPantheress - Pain Lyrics
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Pain Lyrics
[Intro]
La-la-la-la
[Verse 1]
Its eight oclock in the morning, now Im entering my bed
Had a few dreams about you, I cant tell you what we did
I expected to see you on your morning run again
I know I shouldnt be watching cause every time I feel the pain
[Refrain]
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
[Verse 2]
You told me it wasnt over and that wed be together soon
But was this before or after you told me to leave your room?
I used to think wed make it far, it turned out that we are
Its such a shame that we werent the same at all
[Refrain]
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
[Outro]
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La, la-la-la-la, la-la (Hey)
La-la, la-la, la-la (Oh yeah)
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La, la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
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![Tate McRae - Uh Oh (Lyrics)
Tate McRae - Uh Oh Lyrics
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Uh Oh Lyrics
[Intro]
(Ahh)
[Verse 1]
Feel your eyes watchin me
So Im movin on him just so you can see
Told you I was gonna get you right back (Right back)
Oh, you dont really like that? (Oh)
Im lost again (Oh) when you walk away (Oh)
You know if you leave, I aint gonna stay (Oh-oh-oh)
When Im doin good, you get me off track (Oh)
And I guess I kinda like that (Oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
You make me really, really good at makin bad decisions
All my friends know where to look every time I go missin
Seven texts and two missed calls
Know I cant ignore em all
Said that Im gonna be sleepin at mine
I lied (Oh)
[Chorus]
Uh-oh, I couldnt help myself
Im almost at your house again, again
Uh-oh, Im one foot in the door
My clothes are on your floor again, again
I get a littlе drunk and its all I want
Tomorrow Ill be sick, but tonight Im numb
Uh-oh, now we can just pretеnd
We wont do it again, again, again
[Verse 2]
Roll your eyes like you do
Should have known its always the same with you
Tryin not to feel our connection
But oh my god, its kinda temptin
You said, Can we leave now? (Oh)
I dont think we should (Oh)
Through the back door (Oh)
That wont end good (Oh)
Now at my place
Shit, you know I would (Oh)
Gonna follow you out when nobody looks
[Pre-Chorus]
You make me really, really good at makin bad decisions
All my friends know where to look every time I go missin
Seven texts and two missed calls
Make you wait before I fall
Said that Im gonna be sleepin at mine
I lied (Oh)
[Chorus]
Uh-oh, I couldnt help myself
Im almost at your house again, again (Oh-oh)
Uh-oh, Im one foot in the door
My clothes are on your floor again, again (Ooh-ooh)
I get a little drunk and its all I want
Tomorrow Ill be sick, but tonight Im numb (Numb)
Uh-oh, now we can just pretend
We wont do it again, again, again
[Outro]
(Again, again)
Again, again
(Again, again, again, again)
(Again, again, again, again)
(Again, again, again, again)
(Again, again, again, again)
(Again, again, again, again)
(Again, again, again, again)
(Again, again, again, again)
Again, again
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![Rihanna - Needed Me
Rihanna - Needed Me Lyrics
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Needed Me Lyrics
[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho!
[Verse 1]
I was good on my own, thats the way it was
Thats the way it was
You was good on the low for a faded fuck
On some faded love
Shit, what the fuck you complaining for?
Feeling jaded, huh?
Used to trip off that shit I was kickin to you
Had some fun on the run though Ill give it to you
[Pre-Chorus]
But baby, dont get it twisted
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch
Didnt they tell you that I was a savage?
Fuck ya white horse and ya carriage
Bet you never could imagine
Never told you you could have it
[Chorus]
You needed me
Ooh, you needed me
To feel a little more, and give a little less
Know you hate to confess
But baby ooh, you needed me
[Verse 2]
You been rollin around, shit Im rollin up
Light and roll it up
Break it down, like a pound, shit was never us
Shit was never us
Thats the real, on the real, are you serious?
How you feel, how you feel?
Used to trip off that shit I was kickin to ya
Had some fun on the run though, Ill give it to ya
[Pre-Chorus]
But baby, dont get it twisted
You was just another nigga on the hit list
Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch
Didnt they tell you that I was a savage?
Fuck ya white horse and ya carriage
Bet you never could imagine
Never told you you could have it
[Chorus]
You needed me
Ooh, you needed me
To feel a little more, and give a little less
Know you hate to confess
But baby ooh, you needed me
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![Taylor Swift, Post Malone - Fortnight
Taylor Swift, Post Malone - Fortnight Lyrics
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Fortnight Lyrics
[Verse 1: Taylor Swift]
I was supposed to be sent away
But they forgot to come and get me
I was a functioning alcoholic
Til nobody noticed my new aesthetic
All of this to say I hope youre okay
But youre the reason
And no one heres to blame
But what about your quiet treason?
[Chorus: Taylor Swift]
And for a fortnight there, we were forever
Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather
Now youre in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
[Verse 2: Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Post Malone, Post Malone]
All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February
I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary
And I love you, its ruining my life
I love you, its ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, but I touched you
[Chorus: Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Post Malone]
And for a fortnight there, we were forever
Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather
Now youre in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
And for a fortnight there, we were together
Run into you sometimes, comment on my sweater
Now youre at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors
My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him
[Bridge: Taylor Swift, Post Malone, Taylor Swift & Post Malone]
I love you, its ruining my life
I love you, its ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
I love you, its ruining my life
I love you, its ruining my life
I touched you for only a fortnight
I touched you, I touched you
[Outro: Post Malone, Post Malone & Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift]
Thought of callin ya, but you wont pick up
Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it wont start up til you touch, touch, touch me
Thought of calling ya, but you wont pick up
Nother fortnight lost in America
Move to Florida, buy the car you want
But it wont start up til I touch, touch, touch you
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![Tracy Chapman - Fast Car
Tracy Chapman - Fast Car Lyrics
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Fast Car Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero, got nothing to lose
Maybe well make somethin
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove
[Verse 2]
You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us outta here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
Wont have to drive too far
Just across the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
Finally see what it means to be living
[Verse 3]
See, my old mans got a problem
He lives with a bottle, thats the way it is
He says his bodys too old for workin
His bodys too young to look like his
When mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said, Somebodys gotta take care of him
I quit school and thats what I did
[Pre-Chorus]
You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way
[Chorus]
So I remember when we were drivin, drivin in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feelin I could be someone
Be someone, be someone
[Verse 4]
You got a fast car
We go cruisin, entertain ourselves
You still aint got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
Youll find work and Ill get promoted
And well move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs
[Chorus]
So I remember when we were drivin, drivin in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feelin I could be someone
Be someone, be someone
[Verse 5]
You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinkin late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
Id always hoped for better
Thought maybe together, you and med find it
I got no plans, I aint going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on drivin
[Chorus]
So I remember when we were drivin, drivin in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
I had a feelin I could be someone
Be someone, be someone
[Refrain]
You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so you can fly away?
You gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way
Tracy Chapman
Fast Car
Fast Car Lyrics
Fast Car Lyrics Tracy Chapman
Tracy Chapman Fast Car
Tracy Chapman Fast Car Lyrics
Tracy Chapman Lyrics
You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us out of here
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![Chris Brown, Ludacris - Wet The Bed (Lyrics)
Chris Brown, Ludacris - Wet The Bed Lyrics
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Wet The Bed Lyrics
[Intro: Ludacris]
Woo!
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lip-lip-lips (Mwah!)
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lip-lip-lips (Mwah!)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I aint afraid to drown
If that means Im deep up in your ocean, yeah
Girl, Ill drink you down
Sipping on your body all night
I just wanna take your legs and wrap em round
Girl, you cumming right now
My head to your chest feeling your heartbeat, girl
Swimming all in your sea, and you sweating all over me
Bring it forward, dont you run, run
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I dont want to be a minute man
Baby, youre just like a storm raining on me
Girl, youre soaking wet, woah-woah
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ima kiss it right, yeah, yeah
Im gon lick all night, yeah, yeah
Girl, when Im inside, yeah, yeah
Yeah girl, you heard what I said
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
Ima put your legs behind your head when I make you wet the bed
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You dont know what youre in for
Bout to get inside your mental, huh
Bend ya back like its limbo
Ima make you feel like a nympho
Tonight, oh-woah, youre mine, baby girl, oh
Any time you want it, Im ready and willing, girl, to give it
I start to lick your body, you go to trembling
Flip it around, girl, lemme get it from the side
And can I visit all those spots you like?
Your neck, your back, your sexy lips, booty and thighs
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I dont want to be a minute man
Baby, youre just like a storm raining on me
Girl, youre soaking wet, yeah-yeah, ooh
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Ludacris]
Ima kiss it right (Oh-oh), yeah, yeah
Im gon lick all night (Oh-oh), yeah, yeah (Girl, when Im inside and I get to ya)
Girl, when Im inside, yeah, yeah
Yeah girl, you heard what I said
Cause Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
(Oh-woah, its like a monsoon around here)
I-I-Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
(Seem like she just wanna leak, she need a plumber, huh?)
Ima put your legs behind your head when I make you wet the bed
(Let me tell you what Ima do, Luda!)
[Verse 3: Ludacris, Sevyn Streeter]
Ima make your body wetter than ever
Well get together, you can tell as soon as I approach ya (Woo!)
When youre feelin uptight, get it right, dont fight
Lighten up like Sammy Sosa (Ha!)
Women call me the super soaker (Yeah) and Ima soak your bed to death (Dont stop)
(Ha, ha) How long can you hold your breath? (Oh)
As-As-Ashma attackin, wakin up wonderin what happened
Makin me high like Toni Braxton (Oh)
You cant deny you wanna break my back in, two (Yeah)
What you wanna do?
Look at you with your birthday suit, suit, suit, suit, suit (Yeah)
The forecast said its cloudy tonight (Yeah)
And Ima have your body like bloop, bloop, bloop, bloop (Woo!)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Ludacris, Sevyn Streeter]
Ima kiss it right (Woo!), yeah, yeah
Im gon lick all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
(You probably to get baptized, baby, hurricane Luda)
Girl, when Im inside, yeah, yeah, ooh
(Aint no way you gon weather this storm, hey!)
Yeah girl, you heard what I said, ooh
(Holla at em, Chris, lets go!)
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Ooh, bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Oh, bed), bed (Oh, bed), bed (Ooh)
Im gonna make you wet the bed (Bed), bed (Bed), bed (Ooh)
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Ima put your legs behind your head when I make you wet the bed (Oh)
[Outro: Ludacris, Sevyn Streeter]
(Ooh)
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip (Ooh)
As I kiss both sets of lip-lip-lips (Mwah!)
Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip
As I kiss both sets of lip-lip-lips (Mwah!)
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![HONESTAV, Z - Id Rather Overdose
HONESTAV, Z - Id Rather Overdose Lyrics
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Id Rather Overdose Lyrics
[Chorus]
Cant let go
I cant let you go
I try, but I always know
I wish you was holding me close
Cant be without you, Id rather overdose
[Verse 1]
When youre fucked up on them pills, you cant hear me cry
Without them, youre sick and we both know why
Pint after pint til the well runs dry
If only you loved me like you love getting high
[Chorus]
I cant let you go
I try, but I always know
I wish you was holding me close
Cant be without you, Id rather overdose
[Verse 2]
Fucked up, cant slow down
Wont come down, dont know how
My dads dead, my moms proud
Got bros stuck in our hometown
My bank account got zeros
Im posed to be the hero
But herе I am, still fucking up
Ill drink my weight in beer though, I
[Pre-Chorus]
Know that you hate me and I hatе me too
I cant get over what I did to you
You tried to help me and it wasnt going through
I hope that you miss me cause I miss you too
[Chorus]
But I cant let you go
I try, but I always know
I wish you was holding me close
Cant be without you, Id rather overdose
I cant let you go
I try, but I always know
I wish you was holding me close
I cant be without you, Id rather overdose
[Verse 3]
Please dont walk away
Im too high, please dont look me in my face
You lose faith with every pill I take
I cant be without you, Id rather die today
Youre too blind to see you have a disease
Love pills and whiskey more than you love me
Pint after pint erasing our memories
If only you loved me like you love smoking weed
[Bridge]
Please dont walk away
Im too high, please dont look me in my face
You lose faith with every pill I take
I cant be without you, Id rather die today
[Verse 4]
When youre fucked up on them pills, you cant hear me cry
Without them, youre sick and we both know why
Pint after pint til the well runs dry
If only you loved me like you love getting high
[Chorus]
I cant let you go
I try, but I always know
I wish you was holding me close
I cant be without you, Id rather overdose
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![Morgan Wallen - Lies Lies Lies
Morgan Wallen - Lies Lies Lies Lyrics
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Lies Lies Lies Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I dont come down with the Sun
I wont hate myself when the mornin comes
No thoughts of your body runnin through my head
No bottle of bourbon beside the bed, cause
[Verse 2]
It wasnt no thing to give you up
I never reach for you in another touch
Dont ever think about you with him
And girl, tonight I wont call again and again
Aint nothin but—
[Chorus]
Lies, lies, lies
Look into my eyes, eyes, eyes
Im still a fool for you
Nothin I wouldnt do for you
Lies, lies, lies
Girl, Im on a downhill dive
Habits and hard heartbreaks are hard to break
So I just tell the same old lies, liеs, lies
Yeah, baby, I can try, try, try
[Verse 3]
To act like I dont givе a damn, but I do
Bet youre missin me bad as I miss you
Snowballs to a phone call
Soundin somethin stupid
Baby, cause the truth is
The ninety proof is tellin me—
[Chorus]
Lies, lies, lies
Look into my eyes, eyes, eyes
Im still a fool for you
Nothin I wouldnt do for you
Lies, lies, lies
Girl, Im on a downhill dive
Habits and hard heartbreaks are hard to break
So I just tell the same old lies, lies, lyin to myself
Why, why, why in the hell
Do I keep sayin, I can get you back?
Thats about as honest as sayin that
[Pre-Chorus]
I dont come down with the Sun
I wont hate myself when the mornin comes
Aint nothin but—
[Chorus]
Lies, lies, lies
Look into my eyes, eyes, eyes
Im still a fool for you
Nothin I wouldnt do for you
Lies, lies, lies
Girl, Im on a downhill dive
Habits and hard heartbreaks are hard to break
So I just tell the same old lies, lies, lies
[Outro]
Lies, lies, lies
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![Bhad Bhabie - Gucci Flip Flops (Lyrics) ft. Lil Yachty
Bhad Bhabie - Gucci Flip Flops ft. Lil Yachty Lyrics
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Gucci Flip Flops Lyrics
[Intro]
30, you a fool for this one (Cheeze)
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Gucci flip-flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch, diamonds drippin off of the clock
Pull the six out, wintertime, droppin the top
Give it to they pussy ass, turn this shit up a notch
Gucci flip-flops (Fuck it), make her kick rocks (Bust it)
This a big clock, check the wristwatch (Check it)
Gucci flip-flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (Bust it)
This a big watch, diamonds drippin off of the clock (Off of the clock)
[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Bhad Bhabie got these bitches bustin for cash (For cash)
Do the dash, try to play me, bitch, Im bustin your ass (Bustin your)
Lotta gun sounds, Rollie bust down
Know why these bitches mad? Cause they trash and they fuckin for cash (Cash)
Too official, blow the whistle, bitch, Im fly as a bird (Brr)
Take a picture, get your issue, bitchll die on my word (My word)
Walk in the bank, fuck it up, pokin that bitch with a shank, fuck it up (Fuck it up)
I bought the lil bitch a bag, make it double back and clear up her tab (Yeah)
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & Lil Yachty]
Gucci flip-flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch, diamonds drippin off of the clock
Pull the six out, wintertime, droppin the top
Give it to they pussy ass, turn this shit up a notch
Gucci flip-flops (Fuck it), make her kick rocks (Bust it)
This a big clock, check the wristwatch (Check it)
Gucci flip-flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (Bust it)
This a big watch (Lil Boat), diamonds drippin off of the clock (Off of the clock)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got big guap, pussy, yeah, Im real rich (Yeah)
Six cars, two houses, and Im still rich, uh (Uh)
Think its sweet? One call, hit the kill-switch (Boom)
Boy, be cool, I aint worried bout your lil bitch, n***a
That lil chain that you rockin, thats so little to me
Talkin shit, but want a verse? Thats a riddle to me
Cant fuck the bitch if she got her virginity (Hoo, yeah)
Cause then she gon really be into me (Hoo, yeah)
.223 shells in my ride for the enemies (Uh)
Put a few holes in his kidney (Hoo, Lil Boat)
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Gucci flip-flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
This a big watch, diamonds drippin off of the clock
Pull the six out, wintertime, droppin the top
Give it to they pussy ass, turn this shit up a notch
Gucci flip-flops (Fuck it), make her kick rocks (Bust it)
This a big clock, check the wristwatch (Check it)
Gucci flip-flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks (Bust it)
This a big watch, diamonds drippin off of the clock (Off of the clock)
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