The Chainsmokers – You Owe Me

[Verse 1]
I don’t really say this that often
But there’s somethin’ that the papers forgot
Every time I read them, I know I feed them
But I know, they’re painting, but they can’t leave a mark
‘Cause my friends don’t read the papers
And they don’t really care if we’re awesome or not
So every time I read them, I know I feed them
But I know, they wanna see me hang on the wall

[Chorus]
You don’t know me
Don’t you think that I get lonely?
It gets dark inside my head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me
If you’re lonely
Don’t you think you’re on your own?
When it gets dark inside your head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me

[Verse 2]
Say it to my face if you mean it
Say it to my face, but you won’t
I know I’m not losin’
But I’m losin’ my mind
Does anybody know what that’s like?

[Chorus]
You don’t know me
Don’t you think that I get lonely?
It gets dark inside my head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me
If you’re lonely
Don’t you think you’re on your own?
When it gets dark inside your head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me

[Bridge]
If I’m dead, you owe me
If I’m dead, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
If I’m dead, you owe me

[Drop]
If I’m dead, you owe me
(If I’m dead, if I’m dead, If I’m dead, you owe me)

[Outro]
You don’t know me
Don’t you think that I get lonely?
It gets dark inside my head
Check my pulse and if I’m dead, you owe me
If you’re lonely
Don’t you think you’re on your own?
When it gets dark inside your head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me

Eminem – Untouchable (Lyric Video)

Pt. I

[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
We may never understand each other it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through

[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, profiled
And then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably coming from the dope house
We can let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you’re hiding that Heidi Klum on you
And you’re on another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true pistol drew right at you we be delighted to unload it
In your bedroom, walk up, and lay that taser in the side of you
What the fuck am I gonna do?
I keep telling myself keep doing like you’re doing
No matter how many lives you ruin
It’s for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one’s ever indicted you
Why?

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)

[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at
Why you kicking that soda can?
Pull your pants up
We bought to roll up, and
Throw your ass in the van, cuffed
You don’t have to know our plan or what our intentions are
Our guns are close to our chest
You better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
And you’ll get shot in the thyroid, ’cause you might die, boy
We fighting a crime war
Here come the swine
Tryna’ clean up these streets from all these minorities
That’s why we call them pigstye’s for
They’re like eyesores to police
Talk to you like you’re a piece of trash
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts, and
Get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins
It like we’re drifting back into the 60s
Having black-skin is risky, ’cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-American’s have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassing to be a

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit cause I’m a (big rockstar)

Pt. II

[Verse 3]
Seems like, the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice that of a black life-spanner
Wonder if sometimes it has a fight scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape my circumstance
I’d rather hear them say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it’s better to describe banter
But that’s life
Strapped, ’cause we’re strapped financially
And can’t find answers
We’re applying for McDonald’s
It seems like the only franchise that’ll hire, so how can we have higher standards
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence
But acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes wack lives madder
At cops and cops madder
And that’s why it’s at a stalemate
Can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more, black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyard offices
Not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act pissed off at us a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for good cops
And man, stop, sending white cops, into black neighborhoods
‘Cause they ain’t acclimated to ’em
Like that’s the way to do it
Who’s seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
And no nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that’s racism
Fear to the black face gives them
A subconscious racist
Wait, why is there black neighborhoods?
‘Cause America segregated us
Designated us, to an area
Separated us
Section-eight’d us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, every days another
Freddie Grey for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it, they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want a safe environment for our kids, but can’t escape
The sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies
In
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, its like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in, these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers and bears oh my! More like billy clubs and
Gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause
We’re black
"But you kill each other, facts- you peel each
Others caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothing to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck is the boots?
And streets act as a narrator
Don’t gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that just to be black, you better be strapped, with a derringer- or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
‘Cause no one overseas, these cops, and
Always see some B charges
We see them beat Rodney King and got off
So we don’t need all your crooked police peace officer offerings
Just keep marching, til’ we reach congress
But they gonna say you’re tying to take an irrational stance cause you try to slander the flag
But somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kapernick tantrum if you don’t stand for the national anthem
We raised it, you better praise it or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the bravest still, racist spills
So the whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that it was foundation on based on united states ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singing the Star Spangled Banner to a piece of cloth that represents the land of the free that made people slaves to build

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Say A (feat. 9-Piece Orchestra) (Live)

[Intro]
(Ness on the beat)
What the fuck I’m supposed to say?
What the fuck I’m supposed to say? Ayy

[Chorus]
What the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Hold up, what the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot, niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I’m gon’ say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just might make 100K, yeah
If they put a price on me, I’ll double what they pay, yeah
They say they don’t like me, give a fuck ’bout what they say, yeah
I could take your bitch and make you think about what you say, yeah
I’m gon’ put her in a leg lock like MMA, yeah
I’m gon’ let her give me head twice if she don’t say shit
If she ever turn sherm on me then she basic
Couple bitches had to swerve on ’em, I updated
You pulled up with her, she ain’t leave with who she came with
She deserve better, you’s a bird, you’s a wasteman
Fuck a umbrella, change weather in my spaceship
Diamonds dancing, I’m two-stepping with my bracelet
So, get the fuck up out my face
I’m just on my way to get this money and I’m late, okay
In the strip club throwing twenties like "I’ll be okay"
100k a day, trap booming like an 808

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I’m gon’ say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy

[Verse 2]
Hold up, talking shit don’t ever get to me
When they see me now, they’d better have that same energy
In abandoned houses, in and out, it wasn’t shit to me
When you see me now, don’t try to act like you remember me
Then look at me now, bitch I’m drowning
And my hoodie Saint Laurent, it’s a thousand
And we come straight out the Bronx so we wildin’
Shoutout BK, free Bobby and free Rowdy
Free my nigga V12, holla if you see 12
Febreze, believe me, it’ll cover the weed smell
I probably got 3 mill, sitting in my email
So much on me, they second guessing what we sell
So much money on me, fuck it if it’s dirty money
Cause I earned it, you get murked if you come searchin’ for me
When the police pulled me over, I had 30 on me
What the fuck I look like with less than 30 on me, nigga?

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the fuck I’m supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, yeah

[Outro]
I’ll make her say a’
I’ll make her say a’
I’ll make her say a’

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

[Intro: Gucci Mane, 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Huh?
We got London On Da Track
It’s Guwop
Huh?
It’s Gucci
21, 21
Huh?

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky

[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
I got so many M’s in my bank account, I can’t even count ’em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can’t even mount ’em
Too many zeros with ‘Sace pillows in my Phantoms
Too many bad bitches, I don’t cuff ’em, I just hand them (21)
Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don’t got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth’s Chris, she told me that I’m way up (21)
I already back for seconds, I ain’t even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned M’s and then I put my bay up (21)
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain’t take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
All my diamonds carrots, dem lil’ pointers be two lil’
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup, they ’bout to spill

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I feel like I’m Rocky

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & (?)]
Huh?
How you gone play D, you can’t even take D
Too many fake me’s
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake ‘$APs
And I put it on me and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve ’em like the other team (skrt)
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
Ballin’ in some Dungarees
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that’s only overseas
I’m the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it’s him again"
I’m up in the rim, they the raided M&M’s
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
My girlfriend got a little friend
All the way on the other end
‘Cause she don’t deal with the middle man
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby , I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (yeah)

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Just pass me the rock and watch him go
Just run me the play and let me know
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
I ain’t gotta say it ’cause they know (woo)

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Gucci is materialistic, he’s too fuckin’ flashy
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray
So, so deaf to these suckers, I’m like JD in ’03
My hoe said that I’m too cocky, I don’t play nothin’ but me
These girls got nothing to show you, I’ll give you something to see
These dudes keep comin’ up short like they a pair of capris
Don’t group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin’ me
Them dudes ain’t got nothin’ on me, I got a money disease
I’m too cold for these suckers, they ain’t got more money than me
I wear my mink in the summer when it’s one-hundred-three (burr)
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she’s to tiny for me
She’s my way out the highway, you either like or leave
This Rollie cost us the G’s, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
It’s Guwop

[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Young Thug]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (it’s Gucci)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (Wizop)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (damn)
We got London On Da Track

Demi Lovato – Tell Me You Love Me (Acoustic)

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

Kim Petras – Heart to Break

[Verse 1]
Any time, that you like
Gonna give you my heart to break
Angel eyes, tell me lies
Gonna give you my heart to break

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control?
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more

[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake
‘Cause no one else could do it better
That’s why I give you my heart to break

[Verse 2]
Butterflies, every time
Gonna give you my heart to break
Devilish, every kiss
Gonna give you my heart to break

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control? (Ahh)
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more

[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake (No)
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better, that’s why I)
That’s why I give you my heart to break

[Bridge]
Every time
Heart to break
Woo-ah!
Every time
Heart to break
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control? Ahh
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more (more, more)

[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
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
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better)
That’s why I give you my heart to break

JOY. – Change

That look on me’s everlasting
Please look sorry don’t have the answers on it
Never thought that I’d be where I am today
Never thought that I’d see who I am today

Fading on the floor with all my thoughts
All I ever do is watch the leads
I keep running back to you
I don’t know what for
I just cannot seem to find my peace

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

I wrote, I wrote a letter to you
I’ll never send
Oh what, oh what a feeling to know I’m not healing

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

Say
Say

smokepurpp – Big Bucks

[Intro]
Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks
Oh my god, Ronny

[Verse 1]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
That’s yo hoe? I fucked that bitch, she brought her sister
And I hit it ’til the morning, then I dipped her
Yeah, dripped up, yeah bitch I’m Ricked up
100 bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
All that fu shit on your neck gon’ get you rashed up
Swear I’m flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce
Niggas fallin’ off the game, and I’m the cause
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

[Verse 2]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
And I came with two pistols like I’m Max Payne
Six Os in my bank, I can’t think the same
You got your mind around these bitches, we don’t think the same
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
Pop a perc, then I xan, then I drop
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
Krispy Kreme, I’m doing donuts in the lot

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Lil Purpp!

Young Dolph – Paranoid

[Intro]
Izze The Producer
Yeah, yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah, yeah
Ayy fire that weed up man, ayy

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Verse 1]
The feds in the hood (whoa)
And I heard they taking pictures, let me knock on wood (shit)
I hope those folks don’t come and get us
Talkin’ ass bitch (shut up)
I cut her off, didn’t need no scissors (nah)
Nah I don’t like that nigga (fuck ’em)
So I fucked his sister (yeah yeah)
I’m tripple blessed, so today I’m rockin’ a jesus piece (yeah yeah)
Pull out my garage in some shit you drive on Need for Speed (yeah yeah)
I gave her a job at my traphouse sackin’ up P’s (trap)
Fur across my back, Balenciagas on my feet (swag)
Go and get a sack young nigga, and be all you can be (uh-huh)
I spent two hundred stacks on a coupe with two seats (uh-huh)
I used to go to sleep hungry, didn’t have shit to eat (remember that?)
Now I gotta smoke a blunt of weed just to eat

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Verse 2]
Patek Philippe with residue on it (uh, yeah, yeah)
These diamonds they hit every time I move, don’t it, uh, uh
You can’t eat with me if you ain’t hungry (nah)
I keep some shit up my sleeve and it always got something to do with money (know that)
I’m throwin’ money on Monday (yup)
I got the bitch off the runway (yup)
Boy you know I’m about gunplay (yup)
Then go pay my tithes on Sunday (thank you God)
I might stop pimpin’ one day (yeah)
I might stop sippin’ one day (damn)
I got so high I’m goin’ the wrong way on the fuckin’ one way
The way I put this shit on me, they be like how do he do it? (hah)
Don’t you bring that bitch ’round me my nigga, ’cause you might lose her (yeah)
She told me that she wanna smoke a blunt and fuck to my music (yeah)
Then she gave me head and told me I should go make a movie, ah

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

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

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

Muse – Thought Contagion

Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
Brain cleansed fractured identity
Fragments and scattered debris

Thought contagion
Thought contagion

Fall down long winds are counted out
Prop me up before I black out
Withdraw before you’re out of time
A clean slate and buried war crimes

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someones false beliefs

Thought contagion
Thought contagion

They’ll never do what you want them to
Give it up and watch them break through
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

Thought contagion
Thought contagion

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier then you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs

Thought contagion
Thought contagion
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

Delta Goodrem – Think About You (The Look Book)

[Verse 1]
I’ve got this habit, and I just can’t stop
Every time I look at you, your clothes are coming off
And when we’re talking, my mind is somewhere else
Back at my apartment you and me and no one else

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m having visions, it’s like I can see right through
I’ve got a feeling you know what I wanna do

[Chorus]
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 imagination got me losing concentration
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
Always (do do do do do do)
Bout bout you (do do do do do do)
Think about you, bout bout you (do do do do do do)
Bout bout you
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you

[Verse 2]
My mind is crazy, playing tricks on me
And everyone around us don’t see what I see
In a crowded bar, or a restaurant
Everybody doesn’t know that you’ve got nothing on

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m having visions, it’s like I can see right through
I’ve got a feeling you know what I wanna do

[Chorus]
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 imagination got me losing concentration
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
Always (do do do do do do)
Bout bout you
Think about you (do do do do do do)
Bout bout you
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you

[Bridge]
Too many days I think about it
Too many nights I’ve spent without it
I need a way to get this started
Get you out of my head and get you in my arms

[Chorus]
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 imagination got me losing concentration
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you
Always (do do do do do do)
Thinkin’ bout you (do do do do do do)
When I’m looking at you
Always
Bout bout you (do do do do do do)
I think about you naked when I’m looking at you

Mally Mall, Jeremih & E-40 – Physical

[Intro]
Mally Mall

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Slid up in the club for a moment
She was with her friends, then she noticed
Know I’m that nigga stay focused
Ain’t no intermission while we roleplay
Still ain’t never poked but I’m coping
See your legs closed but your open
Ever have both hands on the toilet?
Bring your friends round while we tourin’

[Bridge: Jeremih]
She said she’d never kiss her best friend
Baby that don’t make you a lesbian
Say you ain’t ever had this
Say you don’t smoke
But you wanna get sky high
Say she ain’t ever been skydiving
Baby, let me take you up a mile high
Let me get in deep til’ I fall out

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

[Verse 2: E-40]
She said she’d never do it, she did it
Might not admit it, she with it
She let me hit with the magnum rubber
Her couchie exquisite smash for an hour and not a minute
Smokin’ on power
She off the cabbage and spinach
High as the towers up in Dubai
Fly Emirates, about my paper, my buisness
Born and raised in the trenches
Was spittin’ game since an infant
From the bay where they pin it
Throw a bitch up in the sky and break her before she get that cement
Never thought she would fall in love with a thugger
Reputable factor from the heart of the soil
From the thick of the fucking mud
I’m off a liter of oil
Up in the club with my blood
My people my partners
My relatives and my cuz
Everything that I do I beast, I beast
This watch, Patek Philippe, Philippe
Her legs is open like peas
She said her nigga pitiful
She grabbin’ on my balls like a physical

[Chorus: Jeremih & (E-40)]
Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
(All the same)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(Uh)

Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same, yeah
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
Said she never wanted no kids
What, how they end up on your lips?
Got your own you don’t need no assist
Said you never cheat on you nigga
Thought you’d never tat my name on your titties
Let a dog in that kitty
Never thought you’d admit it
Even though you told me I’m never gonna hit it

[Bridge: Jeremih]
She said she’d never kiss her best friend
Baby that don’t make you a lesbian
Say you ain’t ever had this
Say you don’t smoke
But you wanna get sky high
Say she ain’t ever been skydiving
Baby, let me take you up to mile high
Let me get in deep til’ I fall out

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

[Outro: E-40]
Jeremih
40 Water
Mally Mall
She said she’d never do it better she did it
Never say never man
If she knew better, she would do better
I’m cut from leather, he cut from polyester
Bitch

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

[Intro: ?? & Eric Bellinger]
Baby (Yeah)
When you get home, I need you to do that one thing for me
Give me that splash if you know what I mean?
Facetime me in the shower, yeah
Facetime me in the shower, yeah
It’s gon’ be your favourite song
It’s "E"

[Verse 1: AD & Eric Bellinger]
You don’t do it for the fame, no
Knew you was different, you ain’t nothin’ like them lame hoes
That thing is water resistant, that’s what it’s made for
Iphone 7, I’m in heaven, what you playin’ for?
Know all your friends all tell you that I’m bad news, bad news
Don’t know what to do when I see them lower tattoos
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

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
Stay calling (True dat, true dat)
Stay calling (Yeah yeah)
Stay calling (Yeah, you do that, do that)
Stay calling

[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Even when you can’t come through
It’s crazy how you still come through
I’ma a text you when I get up to the room
Hace that water running, you know what to do

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just 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
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it)
Just facetime me in the shower

[Verse 2: Eric Bellinger]
You the one I hit when I hit the hotel
I know we can get it off and you won’t tell
You don’t want me to take no L’s
‘Cause you know I know that thing so well
I got money but the pussy is the power
If I could taste it, I will make it scream louder
So anytime you gotta half an hour
We-we can do it in the shower
Both of our bodies dripping wet
(Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet)
Lemme see you

[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Even when you can’t come through
It’s crazy how you still come through
I’ma a text you when I get up to the room
Hace that water running, you know what to do

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just 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
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it)
Just facetime me in the shower

[Verse 3: Wale]
Now I got bands tonight
Girl, you know I ain’t trippin’, I brought bands tonight
Yeah, when I see it when it’s dripping
I ain’t gon’ flex, she prolly the best
Haters out the way, Prada on her chest
Somebody wanna argue with her, Wale is the best
She my number 1 fan and my oxy connect
I party at Roxy, snobby women with
Courtside see Jamal, I’ma Paul a nigga (Get it?)
I got shooters that will probably clip ya
I give a woman a new future like you Scottie Pippen
(Really, one time, yeah)

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just facetime me in the shower (Yeah yeah)
Just 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
(Can we do it, can we do it, yeah yeah, can we do it)
Just facetime me in the shower

[Outro: Eric Bellinger]
It’s "E"!
Both of our bodies dripping wet
(Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet)
Facetime me in the shower, yeah, yean
Facetime me in the shower
Both of our bodies dripping wet
(Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet)
Facetime me in the shower, yeah, yeah
When you get up in the room
You know exactly what to do
Wait a minute, aye
It’s The Leakers
It’s EZ and AD, yea
It’s The Leakers
Wale, so wavy, yea yea
Facetime me in the shower

Ronny J – Banded Up (feat. XXXTENTACION)

[Ronny J]
Ronny J on the beat, b*tch
Yeah, ew
Ew, racked up nigga
Ew, racked up shawty
Yeah
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up

B*tch, I’m too expensive
Shop is too extensive
Please don’t get too close, I go Gucci Ghost
I’m in Louis, ho, I’m in Louis, ho
I’m too rich the kids, I’m like Rich The Kid
Throw them b*tches lips
Got them t*tties lifted
I’m just lit, I’m lifted
Hike it to my babe off
I take it, my wave off
I don’t even need a Rollie, but I bought the Rollie
I don’t even need a key, but I bought the key
I don’t even want the top, I just wanna sleep
I got too many eyes on me
I got two b*tches and they got they thighs on me
I just broke my baby’s heart so she cries on me
I just got a little ticket so she flies for free, yeah, yeah, yeah

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up

[XXXTENTACION]
I just came, she clean it out like Billie Mays (ha, ha)
She got like (…..), I just put my d*ck all in her face (ha, ha)
Her p*ssy hurt, might need a Band-Aid, (…..)
(…..), why are you tripping, b*tch?
You makin’ me frantic (yeah, ayy)
Uno, dos, tres (huh)
B*tches gimmie neck (huh)
If it’s for a check (huh)
I might break a sweat (huh)
(…..)
I might leave you mad as f*ck, oh true, yeah
These f*ck niggas hittin’ like they saying "ayy"

[Ronny J]
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
B*tch, I’m too expensive
Shop is too extensive
Please don’t get too close, I go Gucci Ghost
I’m in Louis, ho, I’m in Louis, ho
I’m too rich the kids, I’m like Rich The Kid
Throw them b*tches lips
Got them t*tties lifted
I’m just lit, I’m lifted
Hike it to my babe off
I take it, my wave off
I don’t even need a Rollie, but I bought the Rollie
I don’t even need a key, but I bought the key
I don’t even want the top, I just wanna sleep
I got too many eyes on me
I got two b*tches and they got they thighs on me
I just broke my baby’s heart so she cries on me
I just got a little ticket so she flies for free, yeah, yeah, yeah

I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I stay banded up, I stay banded up
I get many f*cks, she get plenty f*cks
I don’t wanna f*ck, keep your panties up
Yuh