SOUNDTRACKS

Country: United States of America

Country: United States of America
Genre: R&B / Soul
Album: Roots


LYRICS

Verse One:
Guess this what happens when your mama dies young
And your daddy ain’t there and you’re lost in the world
Guess this what happens when you’re sleeping on the couch
And you move from house to house and you’re lost in the world
Since way back when, been on my grind
I’m a midwest boy bought that midwest life
Forever dog it’s 612 until I die I’m on a wave since ‘96 I been that guy
It started with a pen and the keys on the Yamaha
I was just a kid but the dream had me started young
(Do do do) I never settled, settled, settled, settled
(You you you) Ain’t on my level, level, level, level
Unapologetic yeah dish it out not sorry
Try to school to game but you niggas so tardy yeah
I feel like Pac got my shirt off I hop in the drop and I skirt off

Chorus:
What I’m saying ain’t a lie you know it’s the truth
You can get through anything I’m the living proof
Trust me I know how it feels what it’s like to lose
Everybody want the fruit but it’s in the roots
A nigga gotta keep it one hundred yeah 612 my come up yeah
Had to work for the shit I want it yeah
If anybody hating then fuck em yeah
Always got have my say in this
Me and money got a love and hate relationship
Shits to real ain’t no faking this you can’t fake the shit
I don’t play with this roots

Verse Two:
Guess this what happens when your mama dies young
And your daddy ain’t there and you’re lost in the world
Guess this what happens when you’re sleeping on the couch
And you move from house to house and you’re lost in the world
43rd and 2nd where it started use to have to take the city bus to go to Target
Now I’m in the hills cutting deals in the office
Ain’t no telling nigga I might go the farthest ah shit
It started with a pen and the keys on the Yamaha
I was just a kid but the dream had me started young
(Do do do) I never settled, settled, settled, settled
(You you you) Ain’t on my level, level, level, level
Young nigga so dangerous money fame can’t change him
My sound contagious worldwide all ages yeah
I feel like Pac got my shirt off I hop in the drop and I skirt off

Chorus: (REPEAT)

Country: Australia
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Awake



LYRICS

Just know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u, here for u
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u (Here for u)
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u, here for u
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u (Here for u)
Know that I’m here 4 u

[Drop]
Here for u
Here for u
(Here for u)
Here for u
Here for u
(Just know that I’m here 4 u, here for u)
(Here for u)

[Verse]
Just know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u, here for u
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u (Here for u)
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u, here for u
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u (Here for u)
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u, here for u
Know that I’m here 4 u
Just know that I’m here 4 u (Here for u)
Know that I’m here 4 u

[Drop]
Here for u
Here for u

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Bubblin


LYRICS

[Intro]
Look at you go
Okay, you bubblin’
Look, go, go
Look at you go
Okay, you bubblin’, look

[Verse 1]
Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’
Look at the cash, look at the cash comin’ in
Come get your mans, this lil’ nigga buggin’ me
Just leave the bag, quit all that jaw-jackery
Don’t even pass me that, I don’t want none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad about it, had enough of it
Woah, watch what you sayin’, all that poppin’ and shakin’
Got me hot as a laser, my posse deep and irate
And we act a fool for the paper, had a dream and I made it
El Camino on Dayton’s, Vintage Guess over Bape
Put the bread on me bitch, bitch you bet I’ma bank it
Piggy flat in a blanket, I might just roll out today
I might just roll out to Vegas, head back to my old ways
Cop a room full of Asian hoes and do blow all day
Look at me baby, look at me baby
Don’t I look like a million? I’m ’bout to clean out the safe
D-don’t I look like somebody that just be bodyin’ everything?
All that talkin’ is great but I don’t be talkin’, I air it out
All the problems have gotten easy to bury
I’d rather drown them in Hendrick’s, I’d rather kiss on my Mary
I been, broker way longer than I been rich so until it levels out
I’ma take your mama to the Marriott and wear it out
Took me so long to get it, gon’ and spread it out
Let ’em know all about me when I’m dead and gone (woah)


[Chorus]
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’ (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin’ (okay, you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look) bubblin’ (go)
One in the hand (look), one in the hand (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin’ (okay, you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look) bubblin’

[Verse 2]
I’ma need all the fries you can give me
All the hot sauce, all the pie you can give me
Better be all or nothin’, don’t have me in the middle
You better be all you can, get higher than the limit, yeah
Simplify for the Dumbos, plenty slides, I can shuffle
Hit the cadence with my young bitch, Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean
Bought my old hoe with the cane stick, left my slippers at the function
It’s hard to run in Gucci slides
Chick, I thought you said you didn’t have a husband
I’m a stud, no cuckold, Jackie Chan, no trouble
Can’t clean it with a bib, blood drippin’ from the cutthroats
No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you wanna stunt for
Money, money, that machine gun sprayed the Ferragamo store
R.I.P to times that I was broke, after life in 911 Porsche
Matte black lookin’ clean, dead prezies in an envelope
Cookin up canard, waitin’ for the antidote
Runnin’ out of time, patience thinner than a pantyhose


[Interlude: Sample]
“Get over here and empty your pockets.”
“I don’t do that.”
“You’re my prisoner—you do what I tell you to do—get over here.”
“Haha, he’s gonna get nasty about it!”
“Fuckin’ bitch!”
“Frank! Cool it, huh?”
“Stay the fuck outta this!”

[Chorus]
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’ (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin’ (okay, you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look) bubblin’ (go)
One in the hand (look), one in the hand (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash, bubblin’ (okay, you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look) bubblin’

Country: United States of America


LYRICS

[AJ Tracey:]
I vibes in the night time
When you come through it’s looking like the right time
When its 3AM I just need a lifeline
Call your phone babygirl, I got the right mind
I ain’t tryna wife b, I’m just tryna live life
I blow money when I get it so I live nice
She got the cake I’m just looking for a quick slice
And when the day breaks I don’t even think twice

I need a girl with a waist
I’m a starboy, I could never shine with a waste
No pasa no pasa
Girl dont worry about beef I got my guys in the place
Me and [?] looking fency
So I sleep in the day and come alive in the wakes
A pengting with a vibe is what it takes
I ain’t cuffin no girls thats a line for the jakes

Girl lets have a couple light drinks
Nothing heavy, I’m incredible general trust man [?]
My money big bro here little like debbie
I need a P1 black not a chevy
And I’ma drink till the end of the day
My niggas in the block I’m tryna get dem all away
I don’t care what you done
I don’t care what you say
Mi nuh fear next man get the fuck out of my way

[Jae Stephens:]
What a man, what a man, what a man you’ve got to be
Yeah you took a lot of noise, I’ll believe it when I see
Theres a couple other boys but you the one I need
You don’t wanna waste my time, my sole guarantee

[AJ Tracey:]
A viben, they whining
I’m stressfree my dawgs violent
As a youngen I would duck from the triden
Feds tried to nick me a couple times but I’m silent
Colourful, Gucci
I Tag her in my top and its vibrant
Dope foreign and my car is a migrant
Water on my knickers if I’m playing in the hydran
Brown skin looking all cold and maple
Wifed her Feb got me march through April
I got my health and I’m grateful
Badman [?]
Slide through the darkness
Moon on my back
Big batty girl I’ma spoon up and that
Get my hair twist [?] lemonade causal
I’m a starboy you could never read it in a manual

[Jae Stephens:]
What a man, what a man, what a man you’ve got to be
Yeah you took a lot of noise, I’ll believe it when I see
Theres a couple other boys but you the one I need
You don’t wanna waste my time, my sole guarantee

I know what you need
I know what you want
You just got that something you can’t find in everyone
I know what you could be
Cause I know what you are
People talking about you
They feel power from afar
They can see that in the dark

What a man, what a man, what a man you’ve got to be
Yeah you took a lot of noise, I’ll believe it when I see
Theres a couple other boys but you the one I need
You don’t wanna waste my time, my sole guarantee

Country: Norway
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Pink Medicine

Country: Italy
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Back to the Pump

LYRICS

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap


LYRICS

Bitch, you broke
Broke, hey
D-Roc
Bitch, you broke
D-Roc

You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You trippin’, boy, you must be sniffin’ coke
I’m laughin’ at you, bitch, ’cause you a joke
Boy, buy some bottles, smoke some weed, and let it show
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you
Pete, he don’t never treat

Always show up when them bottles pop, always want somethin’ to eat
He got Louies on his feet but ain’t got no place to sleep
Got three children he don’t take care of ’cause he always in the streets
Remind me Denise (High Life)
That bitch, she a leech
Say she bought a condominium, but she live with her niece
Had a fight with her lil’ niece and moved in with her uncle Keith
Got some money from insurance scammin’, spent that in a week
Like that nigga Chad, he be kissin’ too much ass
Always talkin’ about what Brad got and never what he had
Yo, but shit don’t really matter, I ain’t askin’ ’bout his cashflow
But you gon’ make me flash like

You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You trippin’, boy, you must be sniffin’ coke
I’m laughin’ at you, bitch, ’cause you a joke
Boy, buy some bottles, smoke some weed, and let it show
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke (Rich Gang)
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you
Look, Michelle, she come from Carter Canal
Yeah, she fine as hell but she be lyin’ as well
And she a diamond, yeah, but she a grimy gal
Niggas fuck with that ho and they caught all kinds of L’s
Uh, Mrs. Gladys, put her in a Caddy

Dipped off in traffic, ridin’ fly in fashion
For the money we blastin’, flip a hundred, we dashin’
Around my way, gun clappin’ (Rich Gang)
This bitch hollerin’, “Broke”
Snortin’ on that coke so we had to kick her off the boat (Rich Gang)
High Life, nigga, lay low (Now lay low)
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You trippin’, boy, you must be sniffin’ coke
I’m laughin’ at you, bitch, ’cause you a joke
Boy, buy some bottles, smoke some weed, and let it show
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you broke
You ain’t got no money, bitch, you (Rich Gang)
Hah, you understand me?

I ain’t been broke since I was born, nigga
By the time I was 12, I had a million dollars, nigga (Rich Gang)
15 in the slums with it
Simple, yeah
On another level with it
Behind the cash, you already know
Billion dollars, facts

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance
Album: Life Was Coming In Through The Blinds


LYRICS

[Verse]
I wanna be the one to keep you up at night
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one to make you feel alive
I wanna be the one
I wanna kiss you underneath the Northern Lights
I wanna be the one, yeah
I wanna be the one to make you fall in love
I wanna be the one, wanna be the one

[Pre-Drop]
I wanna be the one, wanna be the one
Wanna be the one, wanna be the one
I wanna be the one, wanna be the one
Wanna be the one, wanna be the one
Wanna be the

[Drop]
One
Drop it

[Verse]
I wanna be the one to keep you up at night
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one to make you feel alive
I wanna be the one
I wanna kiss you underneath the Northern Lights
I wanna be the one, yeah
I wanna be the one to make you fall in love
I wanna be the one, wanna be the one


[Pre-Drop]
I wanna be the one, wanna be the one
Wanna be the one, wanna be the one
I wanna be the one, wanna be the one
Wanna be the one, wanna be the one
Wanna be the

[Drop]
One
I wanna be the
Drop it
I wanna bet he one

Country: England
Genre: House
Album: Stomper


LYRICS

It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper

We-we-we got to go un-un-un-under
We got to go un-un-un-under
We-we-we got to go un-un-un-under
We got to go un-un-un-under
We got to go
We-we-we-we-we-we-we got to go

We got to go
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper
It’s a stomper

We-we-we got to go un-un-un-under
We got to go un-un-un-under
We-we-we got to go un-un-un-under
We got to go un-un-un-under
We got to go
We-we-we-we-we-we-we got to go
We got to go

Country: England
Genre: Electronic

Country: England
Genre: Hip-Hop-Hop / Rap
Album: Jackuum


LYRICS

[Intro]
Oh, my word
Exclusive
(Splurgeboys)
I feel live tonight
Yo, check

[Verse 1]
It’s gonna be ram
Big gyal, I’m gonna go HAM
Tonight, I’m with my fam
Check the guest list Darren and Dan
Check the list Darren and [?]
Check for the door collector is banned
You know me, I’m an MC dan
I’ve got money more than a bag of sand, cuh, nah
There’s no searchin’, man (Come on)
‘Cause the doorman is a big fan
Straight to the back door, that’s a good plan
And the cop on tour don’t see no fans
Man, they hangin’ outside like “Which man?” for the backdoor pass squeeze in with man
“For Double E, you know that man?”
Like: “Naw, I don’t know that man

[Chorus]
“What dem man dere?
What dem man dere?”
Flashing money, homie brew OG
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Us men are real artists and real MC’s
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Get in the queue and pullout the pullout the P
I’m not helping dem man dere

[Post-Chorus]
Us men are gettin’ in free
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Told the promoter all these man are with me
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Us men are smokin’ weed in the VIP
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
All da mandem around me are making pee
Dunno ’bout dem man dere

[Bridge]
Ok we’re live now, we’re live
Dirty T
That’s mwee, mwee
Bu da bup bup
We’re here now
The bottles are here, now (Yeah, mon)
And the gyal, them are here, now (Wow)
Time to step up our gear, now (Yeah)
Time to jump on chair, now
The fans know that me here, now (Come, come)
It’s that time now (Now, now)
Bu da bup bup

[Verse 2]
I’m gonna get up in the morn
Get up on top, cop
Who da friend of mine?
Cream of the crop and they you get your body high
Around the clock, with a vibe that fat she make your body rock
And on to put [?]
S-I-T, lemme get alive, [?]
Ladies, make a F-I-T
You not on the same level as me

[Chorus]
(Day cat)
What, dem man dere?
(Dem, man)
What, dem man dere?
(Dere for)
On stage, I could never get air
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
(Joking)
Flying out from here to here
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
(Standin’)
This year, had a good year
Dunno ’bout dem man dere

[Post-Chorus]
Us men are gettin’ in free
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Told the promoter all these man are with me
Us man are smokin’ weed in the VIP
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
All da mandem around me are making pee
Dunno ’bout, dunno ’bout, no, no
Us men are gettin’ in free
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Told the promoter all these man are with me
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Us man are smokin’ weed in the VIP
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
All da mandem around me are making pee
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Us men are gettin’ in free
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Told the promoter all these man are with me
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
Us man are smokin’ weed in the VIP
Dunno ’bout dem man dere
All da mandem around me are making pee
Dunno ’bout dem man dere

[Outro]
Dirty T
That’s mwee, mwee
Bu da bup bup

Country: Italy
Genre: Dance/Electronic

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Good Evening


LYRICS

We about to make the fucking earth shake
One more time, I need y’all to drum
One more time, I need y’all to drum

Country: England
Genre: Electronic
Album: Settle


LYRICS

I can help run away for good
All for take what you had understood
All it takes is a little understanding
After all don’t question if I would
Confess to me make me feel it
Confide in me don’t resent it
‘Cause I can’t stop you from the fire
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
Confess to me make me feel it
Confide in me don’t resent it
‘Cause I can’t stop you from the fire
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
I’ll fulfill you desires for you
I can take the lo out of lonely
I can stop the sense of slowing down
Don’t get lost in if you only tell me
I will help you slip and turn it round
Only not to worry
No time left for me
(No time left for me)
Only not to worry
No time left for me
Only not to worry
(Only not to worry)
No time left for me
(No time left for me)
Only not to worry
(Only not to worry)
No time left for me
Confess to me make me feel it
Confide in me don’t resent it
‘Cause I can’t stop you from the fire
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
Confess to me make me feel it
Confide in me don’t resent it
‘Cause I can’t stop you from the fire
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
I’ll fulfill your desires for you
(For you)
(For you)

Country: Netherlands
Genre: Dance
Album: People Say


LYRICS

[Verse: Paije]
Choking on the air, I breathe
Working hard for the moolah
It’s coming like a tsunami
It’s gonna get you, whatever
Shake them shackles, they can’t break free
That worth getting, don’t come for free
Peace, love and unity
We are in this together

[Chorus: Paije]
Voices telling you, chasing at your ear
Voices trying to fill you up with fear
Hear them everywhere, hear them everywhere, hear them everywhere
And no matter what people say

[Beat Drop: Don Diablo & (Paije)]
(And no matter what people say)

[Post-Chorus: Paije]
When it gets hard, we go harder
When they rise up, we rise stronger
Hey, yeah I’m gonna live my life my way
No matter what the people say
No matter what the people say
No matter what the people say

[Verse: Paije]
Choking on the air, I breathe
Working hard for the moolah
It’s coming like a tsunami
It’s gonna get you, whatever
Shake them shackles, they can’t break free
That worth getting, don’t come for free
Peace, love and unity
We are in this together

[Chorus: Paije]
Voices telling you, chasing at your ear
Voices trying to fill you up with fear
Hear them everywhere, hear them everywhere, hear them everywhere
And no matter what people say

[Beat Drop: Don Diablo & (Paije)]
(And no matter what people say)

[Outro Instrumental: Don Diablo Outro: Paije]
No matter what the people say
No matter what the people say
No matter what the people say

Country: United States of America / Mexico
Genre: Latino
Album: Waxploitation Presents: Future Sounds MMXIX

Country: United States of America / Mexico
Genre: Latino
Album: Waxploitation Presents: Future Sounds MMXIX

Country: Australia
Genre: Electronic
Album: Hi This Is Flume


LYRICS

[Verse 1: slowthai]
We’ll lift when I flip the clutch
Days when I wasted a lot
Some days I was waste like plums
That ain’t been ate for months
Months in this place of glum
Food that I ate hit my tum
Can’t settle fairytale skin pebbles, raised in slum
Somehow I gotta make me some, I ain’t tryna stay at mum’s
Mum said don’t play with guns, banging and playing on drums
Slanging it under no thumb, make me draw from my fund
Putting on pie and eating in crumbs
Get rich, then you die, don’t mean that much

[Verse 2: slowthai]
Could be anyone that wouldn’t be me
Believing everyone except for me
All I need is TLC, block it out with THC
You would know if you seen what I seen
Ain’t smooth like Maybelline
Count me out like one, two, three
Poof, I’m gone, say my move was strong
Bite it between my teeth
Said I’m moving along, do you know where I’ve been?
Back and forth to Timbuktu, still, I come through like Mr. Sheen
Dealing with Charlie Sheens, sad times, can you play the strings?
No cut, no seam, looks could kill and I’ve got high beams

[Verse 3: slowthai]
Out of touch, off my line
They got laws but I can’t comply
Out of luck, must be blind
Been blessed so much ’til I question my existence
Without a pot to piss in, distant
Travel distance, I am Mr. Kiddlin
Can’t contain my position
No optimism, say I’m optimistic
Narcissistic, hard to sit with
Middle part and split the difference
Me, treat me to exorcism
Bad decision, pessimistic
Conflict about fit description
Misunderstanding don’t know what I’m planning
Paint a different picture
Need a safe line and life in the caption
Why you live for Insta?

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: 2012


LYRICS

[Verse 1: Footsie]
Random ones
Start spraying off bars, random ones
If you listen up close, inna my lyrics, you’ll hear pars like random ones (random)
Nah, we can’t work in tandem ones (tandem)
Kidnap the game on a ransom one
Come to your yard, ransom ones
Slap man at his door, spank some ones
Ugly, this ain’t handsome, son
Everyting’s loaded, you’ll get folded (I’m loaded)
Don’t act up, I’ll hand you son
Or I can do it old school and land you one (bang)
Before you’ve blinked I’ve banged you one
A good nights sleep I’ll hand you one
That pussy’ole said that he don’t like me (so)
Don’t watch that, I can’t stand you son

[Verse 2: Jme]
I’m sick
I used to be on foot on the strip
But that’s not the lick so man copped a whip
Part cash and part plastic
Now feds wanna search my shit (what)
Like 99 problems bitch
But that’s not the lick so I give them lip (truss)
You can’t take Jme for a prick
I’m hustling like Tip and Chip
I used to move bits in the bits
But that’s not the lick so I fixed up quick (sick)
Now I pick up the mic and spit
I make capital Gs like Eric Schmidt (what)
I will never lyrically slip
Cause that’s not the lick
Man are making hits
The day I die is the day I quit (safe)


[Verse 3: D Double E]
I’m lighting them up and I’m bunning them out
Rolling them up and I’m bunning them down to the roach
School his whole team just like a coach
Been around the world I’ve been coast to coast
And yeah I’m on this more than most
Lick a man down and propose a toast
I’ve got the styles and p’s, I’m a ghost
Then, then, then
I come back with a banger that’s nanger
Man are gonna get left on a hanger
He’s gonna get left on the line (to dry)
I’ve been drying him out
Just like weed I’ve been drying him out
And his girl, I’ve been eyeing her out
Like a new flavour, I’ll be trying her out
When I put her in the grind and grind her out

[Verse 4: Jammer]
Man wanna hate me
Cause I do it bigger than big, I do it big, I do it B.I.G
Girls wanna rate me and wanna date me
See my video on MTV
Going on shady, going in lately
Boy Better Know til I D.I.E
Man, try violate me
Man will get duppied like violently
I don’t wanna hear no more talk
Man are eating great, no knife and fork
But the grime
I don’t know what they thought
Them man are popstar like champagne cork
I will pop stars just like champagne cork
Body outlined in chalk
Hand on the Bible, lie in court
No talk to the pigs
No bacon talk

[Verse 5: P Money]
My career’s got so many bidders
Cause I cut more paper than a pair of scissors
How you gonna come against a team full of winners
With a flow that’s way more amateur, they’re beginners
I never use the “n word”, but you know what, today I really ain’t fucking around with these niggas
Olympics is over but I would still bang
And watch them go dive like synchronised swimmers
This kid’s sick
What’s in his hand would lift your car in the air like machines in Kwik-Fit
I keep telling them mind your bloody mouth
Or a bloody mouth will make you look like you wear lipstick
My punchlines hit like a plastic surgeon
No botox, still leave you with big lips
I’m artistic
With bars I can spoil your whole life and let you relate to a rich kid

[Verse 6: Chronik]
Man wanna run off your mouth online
Arm lock man, make a big man cry
Run up in the yard, 3D man’s wife
DDT man’s child
Spit so deep that I’m bringing up bile
Ain’t gave a man a dead leg in a while
?
When I’m gone it’s a ting
Man better jet off
Before man let off
Hop out the whip, burst man’s head off
Rise up the ting like a wheelie
Before that, they were talking greazy
? Stevie
Eyes closed when you see me
I go Blunkett
Blind on the beat, I go Blunkett
Blind on the beat, I go Blunkett
Sleeeeeeeeew Demmmmmmm

Country: United States of America
Genre: Houser
Album: Footsie x Takjacob

Country: Brazil


LYRICS

Heavy Baile!
Acho que ligaram o maçarico, mané
E aí, Ruxell, ‘tá mó calorzão!


‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão, vai!
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão

As mina com pouca roupa hoje ‘tá tudo liberado
Ela ‘tá toda assanhada e parou aqui do meu lado
Meu bonde já ‘tá embrazado e geral já ‘tá sabendo
Que é no clima do verão que já tão se envolvendo

‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão, vai!
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão

Escuta essa tabacada posso ir do funk ao ragga
Se liga no papo, meu flow é bolado
Os moleque brabo que tão do meu lado
Pra quem duvidou, meu bonde inovou
Com um hit na pista que o baile parou

‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão, vai!
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão
‘Tá mó, ‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão, vai!

As mina com pouca roupa hoje ‘tá tudo liberado
Ela ‘tá toda assanhada e parou aqui do meu lado
Meu bonde já ‘tá embrazado e geral já ‘tá sabendo
Que é no clima do verão que já tão se envolvendo

Escuta essa tabacada posso ir do funk ao ragga
Se liga no papo, meu flow é bolado
Os moleque brabo que tão do meu lado
Pra quem duvidou, meu bonde inovou
Com um hit na pista que o baile parou

‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão, vai!
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão, vai!
‘Tá mó calorzão, ‘tá mó calorzão
Geral embrazando nesse clima do verão

E aí, Ruxell, ‘tá mó calorzão!
Heavy Baile!

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Breathing Room

LYRICS

[Verse 1]
I don’t sit with a limit, I push, killers involved
Darker be skin, beauty just from the know
Studio living, like always, dreaming abroad (yeah)
Momma, just told me be different, I wanted to be livid
No we were just wide-eyed, and me so stupid to fall
New kid I was, and the scene was different, I glowed
Poison like ivy, attention, I took it all
And you was doing the most
Could feel the tension, feelings caught
You was off your head

Real niggas, just hold it down
No, no sweat or tears, just glide
But I was your first, and you mine
I think, it was so lovely, to know that you cared
Going to the parties, I felt like neon lights, I saw
Hit it off with older niggas, damn I felt so special
But nothing lasts forever, so I went away
Deleted all your numbers, no sweat, no tears, I glide

[Chorus]
They go by, they go by
Take time, but can’t take
Nothing out from me, I glide
You know I, you know I
Watch the Sunkist glisten
I don’t fall in, I glide

Don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch

[Verse 2]
Trust nobody, is the motto
Had nobody pushin’, a lone wolf now they follow
Had to get out of the sinking ship, you a sour puss
Told me, they leave me behind at stop u is shuttle-less
Shutterbug, run a bitch
State of mind, elevated, I conquered it
Self-made, gliding, no sweat
High, high, no tears, I don’t hold back
Contest, if you can’t, better fall back

‘Cause I was a wallflower
Not down for the hoedowns
And you saw that I was different
Been hiding out from the whole town
Blossomed and they didn’t picked it
Been finding my own, now
While they’re sitting on their butts not saying much
The limits, I don’t see
I’m running blindfolded
Gliding through, while they slipping off
Mad, I let them stay it
In a minute, I’ll tip them off
Black and with no sugar
Is my tea when I’m ticking off

[Chorus]
They go by, they go by
Take time, but can’t take
Nothing out from me, I glide
You know I, you know I
Watch the Sunkist glisten
I don’t fall in, I glide

Don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch

They go by, they go by
Take time but can’t take
Nothing out from me, I glide

[Bridge]
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch

[Verse 3]
Cause, I never let a broken heart
Happened, I’m together, I am floating
Outside in the open, while their minds close up
See me on the roof, not on your side, switched-up
Not like crazy-licked chickens ’cause I growed-up
Done with old love, you never showed
Just cold like Minnesota
Mind was crazy, and you know
What fake you throwed at me
Treating like a side piece
Why you be naive

[Chorus]
They go by, they go by
Take time, but can’t take
Nothing out from me, I glide
You know I, you know I
Watch the Sunkist glisten
I don’t fall in, I glide

Don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch
Don’t look, don’t look, don’t sit, don’t touch

They go by, they go by
Take time but can’t take
Nothing out from me, I glide

Country: United States of America
Genre: Electronic

Country: Australia
Genre: Hip-Hop
Album: Way Past Them

Country: England
Genre: R&B / Soul, Dance / Electronic
Album: On My Mind (Jorja Smith X Preditah)


LYRICS

[Intro]
Mind, mind, you think I would
Mind, you think I would, mind
Mind, you think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh, my mind
Mind, mind, you think I would
Mind, you think I would, mind
Mind, you think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh, my mind

[Chorus]
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind

[Verse 1]
Why on earth would I leave
If you were everything I wanted you to be?
When I saw what you did, who you were with
Got me questionin’ the things that I believe

[Refrain]
So I ask myself, do I let you go?
Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind?
Now I’m growing wise to your sugar-coated lies
Nothing’s sweet about my misery, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh

[Chorus]
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

[Verse 2]
You again, why’d you call?
I don’t need to hear you cryin’ out my name
Unlike before when you and I laid eye to eye
Now it’s time for you to taste the bitter end

[Refrain]
So I ask myself, do I let you go?
Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind?
Now I’m growing wise to your sugar-coated lies
Nothing’s sweet about my misery, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh

[Chorus]
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance
Album: Atmosphere

Country: Brazil
Genre: Latino
Album: Waxploitation Presents: Future Sounds MMXIX

Country: Brazil
Genre: Electronic
Album: Vira a Cara


LYRICS

Pros amigos do Complexo
Pros irmãos la da Maré
Pras tia lá da Coroa
Os irmãos lá do Jacaré
Tá todo mundo junto
Unidão na mesma fé

Tá todo mundo junto
Unidão na mesma fé

Pros amigos do Complexo
Pros irmaos lá da Maré
Pras tia lá da Coroa
Os irmãos lá do Jacaré
Tá todo mundo junto
Unidão na mesma fé

Tá todo mundo junto
Unidão na mesma fé

Unidão, unidão

Unidão, unidão

Pros amigos do Complexo
Pros irmãos lá da Maré
Pras tia lá da Coroa
Pros irmãos lá do Jacaré
Tá todo mundo junto
Unidão na mesma fé

Tá todo mundo junto
Unidão na mesma fé

Tá todo mundo junto
Tá todo mundo junto
Tá todo mundo junto
Tá todo mundo junto
Tá todo mundo junto
Tá todo mundo junto
Tá todo mundo junto

Tá todo mundo junto

Tá todo mundo junto

Country: Brazil
Genre: Latino
Album: Waxploitation Presents: Future Sounds MMXIX

Country: Brazil
Genre: Electronic
Album: Vira a Cara


LYRICS

Vira a cara pra parede e vira seu bumbum pra cá
Vira a cara pra parede e vira sua bumbum
Vira a cara pra parede e vira seu bumbum pra cá
Vira a cara, vira a cara…
E vira seu popô pra cá

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Life Was Coming In Through The Blinds


LYRICS

[Intro]
BasslineFanaticz

[Chorus]
They like, (Uh) Hey Lightskin (Hey Lightskin)
What you doing, where you going, where your night end? (Where yo night end)
I’m just tryna chase that check, don’t need no guy friends (No guy friends)
Did you come to spend a bag or you just sightseeing? (Yeah, sightseeing)

They like,(Uh huh) Hey Lightskin (Hey)
What you doing, where you going, where your night end? (Where yo night end)
I’m just tryna chase that check, don’t need no guy friends (No guy friends)
Did you come to spend a bag or you just sightseeing? (Yeah, sightseeing)

[Verse 1]
We the honey gang, we get money gang, where yo money game?
Money man, hit a hundred stains, do the running man
Dance on them bitches, leave em pissed off (Dance on them, leave them pissed off)
Red bottoms on my shoes when a bitch walk (When a bitch walk)
Hear about it, breaking news, I’m the big talk (I’m the big talk)
Disrespect me, jump a bitch like it was crisscross (It was crisscross)
Probably got em pissed off
Pull up with the businesses (Skrt skrt)
Bitch you gotta problem with me? fuck it, I’ma finish it (I’ma finish it)
Long hair, and don’t care, bitch we looking innocent (We looking innocent)
Make yo nigga come and spend that check until he finish it (Aha, finish it, yeah)
Show him how it look, we running it up, bitch we winning it (Run it up, uh huh)
Fuck that conversation, ain’t no talking with out benefits (Bitch)

[Chorus]
They like, (Uh) Hey Lightskin (Hey Lightskin)
What you doing, where you going, where your night end? (Where yo night end)
I’m just tryna chase that check, don’t need no guy friends (No guy friends)
Did you come to spend a bag or you just sightseeing? (Sightseeing)

They like, (Huh) Hey Lightskin (Hey Lightskin)
What you doing, where you going, where your night end? (Where yo night end)
I’m just tryna chase that check, don’t need no guy friends (No guy friends)
Did you come to spend a bag or you just sightseeing? (Just sightseeing)

[Verse 2]
Do the dash though (Dash though)
Conversations with these bitches, I don’t have those (Ion have those)
Situations with these niggas, I don’t have those (Ion have those, ah)
Told him pull up with that check and have that bag closed (Bag closed)
Period (Hold up)
You wanna a bad bitch, then you gotta have bricks (Bricks)
Baddest out Atlanta, representing zone 6 (Zone 6)
Diamonds in my watch they looking like some ice chills (Chills)
Pussy wet ass hell, it squeeze him like some vice grips

[Chorus]
They like, (Uh) Hey Lightskin (Hey Lightskin)
What you doing, where you going, where your night end? (Where yo night end)
I’m just tryna chase that check, don’t need no guy friends (No guy friends)
Did you come to spend a bag or you just sightseeing? (Sightseeing)

They like, (Huh) Hey Lightskin (Hey Lightskin)
What you doing, where you going, where your night end? (Where yo night end)
I’m just tryna chase that check, don’t need no guy friends (No guy friends)
Did you come to spend a bag or you just sightseeing? (Just, sightseeing)

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Kids At Play – EP (Remixes)

Country: United States of America
Genre: Electronic
Album: Kids At Play – EP (Remixes)

Country: United States of America
Genre: Electronic / Dance
Album: Kids At Play – EP (Remixes)


LYRICS

[Verse 1]
I know you was mine a couple of times
A couple of nights ago
Sat on the couch, you’re telling me why
How I shouldn’t let you go
Why, why, why did I stay like this?
Why, why didn’t I quit?
I know that you know that I’m gonna go
That I’m one foot out the door
Not innocent, you’re tryna prevent
And pray that I’m moving slow
Why, why, why did I stay like this?
I must admit

[Chorus]
Loving you was easy
Watching us on TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better, better, better without you
Don’t you think I’m better, better, better without you?
Loving you was so sweet
Now watch us on the TV, falling through
I think that I’m better, better, better without you
Don’t you think I’m better, better, better without you?

[Verse 2]
Now that I’ve had a couple of weeks
A couple of sleeps, I know
You’re not the man my mama should meet
The one I’ll be taking home
Though I know I’m not that into this
I must admit

[Chorus]
Loving you was easy
Watching us on TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better, better, better without you
Don’t you think I’m better, better, better without you?
Loving you was so sweet
Now watch us on the TV, falling through
I think that I’m better, better, better without you
Don’t you think I’m better, better, better without you?

[Bridge]
‘Cause loving you was easy
Loving you was easy
I know that I’m better
(On the TV, breaking news)
(I think that I’m better without you)
I know that I’m better without you
(I think that I’m better without you)
On the TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better without you
(I think that I’m better without you)
On the TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better without you
Aah

[Chorus]
‘Cause loving you was easy
Watching us on TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better, better, better without you
Don’t you think I’m better, better, better without you?
Loving you was so sweet
Now watch us on the TV, falling through
I think that I’m better, better, better without you
Don’t you think I’m better, better, better without you?

[Outro]
On the TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better without you
I think that I’m better without you, don’t you?
Watch us on the TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better without you
I think that I’m better without you, don’t you?
Watch us on the TV, breaking news
I think that I’m better without you
I think that I’m better without you, don’t you?

Country: United States of America
Genre: Electronic


LYRICS

[Verse 1]
Nothing wrong with going off in a daydream
In a daydream
Nothing broken in a hopeless sky
Never wonder, just go under and set free
Can you set free
All the hope that you can’t hold inside?

[Chorus]
It’s safe to say that I’m
Swimming in a deep devotion
Didn’t heed the warning signs
Threw the flares into the ocean
Gave them to the waves this time
(The waves, the waves)

[Verse 2]
New horizon, let us lie in a daydream
In a daydream
On your dark side there’s a holy light
When it’s over, pull it closer and set free
Can you set free
All the hope that you can’t hold inside?

[Chorus]
It fades away and I’m
Swimming in a deep devotion
Didn’t heed the warning signs
Threw the flares into the ocean
Gave them to the waves this time
Swimming in a deep devotion
Didn’t heed the warning signs
Threw the flares into the ocean
Gave them to the waves this time

[Bridge]
Never wonder, just go under and set free
Can you set free?
Can you set free?
Can you set free, free, free?

[Chorus]
It’s safe to say that I’m
Swimming in a deep devotion
Didn’t heed the warning signs
Threw the flares into the ocean
Gave them to the waves this time
Swimming in a deep devotion
Didn’t heed the warning signs
Threw the flares into the ocean
Gave them to the waves this time

Country: Jamaica / United States of America
Genre: Urbano Latino / Indie


LYRICS

[Intro: J Balvin & El Alfa]
(Major Lazer; J Balvin, man
Latino gang; wuh; global; El Alfa; yao’
Wuh; qué ca’; ¡yesca!; leggo’)

[Coro: J Balvin & El Alfa]
Qué calor (Qué ca’), qué ca’ (Qué ca’)
En la discoteca qué calor (Qué ca’)
Yesca (Qué ca’), para la’ muñeca’, por favor
Qué ca’ (Qué ca’), en la discoteca qué calor (Qué ca’)
Yesca (Qué ca’), para la’ muñeca’, por favor

[Verso 1: J Balvin]
Esa rubia no me entiende si yo le hablo en español (What?)
Pero se aprendió la canción a la perfección (Lo sabe)
Por mi patria, por mi nación, ninguna discriminación
Aquí no hay raza ni religión, báilalo por obligación

[Interludio: J Balvin & El Alfa]
Qué calor
(Qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’
Qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’)
Qué calor
(Qué ca’-qué ca’, qué ca’)
Qué calor, qué ca’ en la discoteca
Qué calor, yesca para las muñeca’
(Por favor; por favor; wah, wah)

[Verso 2: El Alfa]
La’ mujere’ me la’ como al vapor
En la playa bañado en sudor
Lo’ bikini’ te quedan mejor
Tú ere’ mi amor, -mor, -mor, -mor
Cada ve’ que veo ese booty yo me quedo loco
Tú le da’ hasta abajo, mami, con mucho saoco

[Puente: El Alfa]
Como tú lo mueve’ en el mundo lo mueven poco’
Dale, dale, baila a lo loco
Como tú lo mueve’ en el mundo lo mueven poco’
Dale, dale, baila a lo loco
Como tú lo mueve’ en el mundo lo mueven poco’

[Refrán: J Balvin]
Calentamiento global (¡Wuh!)
Anda suelto el animal (Grr)
Mano arriba el que e’ real (Hah)
(Esto se va a hacer viral)

[Coro: J Balvin]
Qué calor, qué ca’ en la discoteca
Qué calor, yesca para la’ muñeca’
Por favor, qué ca’ en la discoteca
Qué calor, yesca para la’ muñeca’, por favor

[Interludio: J Balvin & El Alfa]
(Qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’
Qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’, qué ca’)
Qué calor
(Qué ca’-qué ca’, qué ca’)
Qué calor, que ca’ en la discoteca
Qué calor, yesca para la’ muñeca’, por favor

[Outro: J Balvin & El Alfa]
(Jah; leggo’)
Qué calor
(It’s Colombia, it’s not Columbia, all right?)
Por favor
(Colombia, not Columbia)
Qué calor
Muévete, -te-te
(Cumbia; leggo’)
Mue-ve-
-Te-te-te-te-te-te-te-te
-Te-te, te-que-te, -te-que-te-que, -te-que-te
-Te-te-te-te-te-te-te-te
-Te-te, te-que-te, -te-que-te-que, -te-que-te
-Te-te-te-te-te-te-te-te (Latino gang; latino gang)
Te-te-te-te, -te-que-te-que, -te-que-te (Gang, gang, gang)
-Te-te-te-te-te-te-te-te (Latino gang; latino gang)
Te-te-te-te, -te-que-te-que, -te-que-te (Latino gang)

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Fever


LYRICS

[Intro]
Money good, I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit
Money good (Ahh)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good

[Verse 1]
Man, I hate a ol’ lame dick-riding ass bitch
Never let a sack chaser hang in my clique
Fuck getting clout, bitch, I’m tryna get rich
Better hide your wallet when I fall in the mix
Can’t deny I’m a star, you can tell by my walk
I ain’t even gotta fuck him, he just love how I talk
I’m embracing the fake, I’m accepting the hate
If I wasn’t number one, they wouldn’t come for my place

[Chorus]
Money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a picture should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good

[Verse 2]
Man, I know some broke ass niggas who be hatin’
Pop a rubber band put that money in they face
I be out here grindin’ like a nigga who ain’t ate
You ain’t bringing nothing to the table but your plate
Bitch, I’m out here ballin’ like a motherfuckin’ fade
I can’t gossip with you when there’s money to be made
I’m tryna get my pockets 99 Ricki Lake
When you bein’ real you ain’t worry ’bout who fake

[Chorus]
Money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good


[Verse 3]
Hair long, nail long, money long, too
Get a bag, spend it, make it back time two
I could never let nobody tell me what to do
If a nigga get to trippin’ then I’ma throw that boy the deuce
Pull up in a Rolls Royce finna rock a show
Clique full of bad friends, we at Pappadeaux
Rent due, finna let your baby daddy know
He in love with me but he know to play his role

[Chorus]
Money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would
I don’t wanna argue ’bout it, baby, I’m good
If she got a band let her in, yeah, she good
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good
Throw up where I’m from, let ’em know I’m still hood
I ain’t had to get nobody hit but I could
Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should
I ain’t gotta worry ’bout shit, money good

Country: Guernsey
Genre: Electronic


LYRICS

Step, step to the left, step, step
Step, step, s-step, s-step

Yo, from the south east, yeah, rains it up (rains)
From the south east, yeah, really rains it up (mad ting)
YG’s lookin’ for blocks to hotbox
Leveled up, I move steelo, step out the droptop (step)
Yo (step), walked past a cop, I just hope they don’t
Look in my sock and see what I really got (drugs and tings)
Stick with me and feel the fire (feel it)
You ain’t feelin’ nothin’? You liar

Step, step to the left, step, step, step
Stick with me and feel the fire
Step, step to the left, step, step
S-step, s-step, s-step, s-step, s-step, s-step
Fire, fire, fire

Hey, and now you’re tryin’ to move me
‘Member back then you never knew me
Ayy, and to the east side, to the east side
I can’t let you into my mind
Can’t let you into my mind, yeah
Now you’re tryin’ to move me
‘Member back then you never knew me
And to the east side, to the east side
Can’t let you into my mind, yeah
Can’t let you into my mind, yeah
Now you’re tryin’ to

Yo, she said, “I’m leavin’, I don’t like fun, yay”
‘Cause they say that they look up to whoever falls
They say that they look up to whoever falls from the sky (from the sky, from the sky)
Yo, and they see that I stack P’s
These niggas look at me, they see what they can be
They are waitin’ for a family
Say I’m the real don dada, nobody can touch me or my brother
Never, never
Nobody can touch me, yeah

Be brave, be brave
Be brave, be brave, yeah
Be brave, be brave
Be brave, be brave
Be brave

Hey, and now you’re tryin’ to move me
‘Member back then you never knew me
Ayy, and to the east side, to the east side
I can’t let you into my mind
Can’t let you into my mind, yeah
Now you’re tryin’ to move me
‘Member back then you never knew me
And to the east side, to the east side
Can’t let you into my mind, yeah
Can’t let you into my mind, yeah
Now you’re tryin’ to move me

Step, step, step, step
Now you’re tryin’ to move me
Step, step, step, step
Yeah, and now you’re tryin’ to move me
Step, step, step, step
Money, money, money
Step, step, step, step, yo

Country: Guernsey
Genre: Electronica, Dance / Electronic
Album: What If I Go?


LYRICS

[Verse 1]
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
I will and I must, oh
I definitely wouldn’t miss a thing
When you’re lost on your own and you’re wondering
If I’m following
Just know wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe

[Pre-Chorus]
Luck of the draw
You, that’s my lottery won
A gem in the rough
I could be your finishing touch
So wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe

[Chorus]
Go, going, going, oh
Go, going, going, oh
Go, going, going, oh
Go, going, going, oh

[Verse 2]
And is it really like this
See your likeness, shining brightly through a haze
Of little slings and arrows, smoke and mirrors
Blue and icy, meet my gaze
Boom, my heart bursts, light with blood loss
Slow to get up, hard to save
You fill my head with madness
Good and bad, don’t be the one who got away, got away

[Verse 3]
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
And every night spent without your face has me shuddering
I colour my words in a violet shade to hide the pain
And you go solo no longer, I be, I be there for sure

[Pre-Chorus]
Luck of the draw
You, that’s my lottery won
A gem in the rough
I could be your finishing touch
So wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe

[Chorus]
Go, going, going, oh
Go, going, going, oh
Go, going, going, oh
Go, going, going, oh

[Outro]
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe
Wherever you go
I’m going with you babe, going with you babe

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop


LYRICS

Intro:
Voy, donde quiero con cualquiera donde sea papi
Aye ya tu sabes lo que quiero let me see you pop it
Voy, donde quiero con cualquiera donde sea papi
Aye Acercate a mi pantalone go head girl drop it

Verse 1:
C’mon (woop!)
Lil baby with the bust down (aye)
So many bags she done lost count (yuh)
She the boss so she call the shots
And she want it from the back ooh she freaky huh (aye)
She could get it anytime anywhere that she want it
I ain’t never trippin on it wussup (yuh)
Just say the word and I’m out girl you know what I’m about
Ya voy dime how you want it

Pre-Chorus:
Uno, dos, tres!
You know what you doin to me you know that you got it
Andale andale!
Back it up mami let me see you drop it

Chorus:
Voy, donde quiero con cualquiera donde sea papi
Aye ya tu sabes lo que quiero let me see you pop it
Voy, donde quiero con cualquiera donde sea papi
Aye Acercate a mi pantalone go head girl drop it
Voy donde quiero, donde quiero, donde quiero
Si, donde quieras, donde quieras, donde quieras (c’mon)

Verse 2:
The way you walk in the room should be a felony
Ven aqui yeah I’m liking what you telling me
You got them curls that’ll make me go loco
I might get on one knee say I won’t tho (Aye you won’t tho!)
It’s just something bout the way you make that
One cheek move while the other one doesn’t (c’mon aye)
And yo whole family bad yeah yo momma
And yo sister and yo auntie and yo cousin (aye)

Pre-Chorus:
Uno, dos, tres!
You know what you doin to me you know that you got it
Andale andale!
Back it up mami let me see you drop it

Chorus:
Voy, donde quiero con cualquiera donde sea papi
Aye ya tu sabes lo que quiero let me see you pop it
Voy, donde quiero con cualquiera donde sea papi
Aye Acercate a mi pantalone go head girl drop it
Voy donde quiero, donde quiero, donde quiero
Si, donde quieras, donde quieras, donde quieras

Outro:
Drop it!
Drop it! (woo!)
Drop it! (woo!)
Drop it!

Country: England
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Pushing Up


LYRICS

[Verse 1: Kruddz]
All they do is lie
Oh why, oh why?
You’ve never been the guy
Don’t kill my vibe
My nigga, I’m high
Got me feeling alive
And all I do is
I spy, my little eye
From a mile
So why lie

[Verse 2: OGD]
Rolling with the g’s, I’m meeting man up in the place
She wanna fuck with me, now the gyaldem know my face
‘Member I was hustling every night in the booth
Same tracksuit, plus I ain’t bath for days
See now the gyaldem no decline
Cause there’s money in the bank now, said she wanna spend the night
Bad gyal see the way you whine, I’m turning again

[Chorus: Not3s]
I said I’m pushing, I’m pushing, I’m pushing up
Eat until I am good enough
Chop until I am full enough
Don’t lie, you’re not good, you’re not
I said I’m pushing, I’m pushing, I’m pushing up
Eat until I am good enough
Chop until I am full enough
Don’t lie, you’re not good, you’re not


[Verse 3: Not3s]
I Said I’m pushing, I’m pushing
Make some P’s so they looking, they looking at me
I catch flights all my bookings
My g’s take your food if its cooking properly
Take your chick and shes looking proper
And if her back looking stocky
And if her back got my eyes looking wonky
Then she get a jooking from me

[Verse 4: Mojo]
Fuck them boys, all they do is tell fibs
I don’t have time, I got no interest
Got shit on my mind, gotta handle biz
Ooh I need a holiday, me wan fly awaaayy
Come and kick it with the baddest
With the baddest
I can deal with baggage
It was no average
She wants a nigga with status

[Chorus: Not3s]
I said I’m pushing, I’m pushing, I’m pushing up
Eat until I am good enough
Chop until I am full enough
Don’t lie, you’re not good, you’re not
I said I’m pushing, I’m pushing, I’m pushing up
Eat until I am good enough
Chop until I am full enough
Don’t lie, you’re not good, you’re not
Yeah, yeah


[Verse 4: Dope Boy]
Why you frontin’? Why you frontin’?
Stop lying, boy I know you know we poppin’
Get guap cause we moving all the package
Rockstar, I’m tryna live so savage
Boy stay in your lane
Don’t compare me, no we ain’t the same
Yeah I do this for the money not the fame
Please don’t call if it ain’t about the pay

[Verse 5: Papii Abz]
I be in the foreign with the foreigners
Them man wanna know but we ‘nonymous
Catching all the paper then we double up
Lord have mercy, she be all up on me
Night and day, said she want play
Run up to the gate like we kissing and chase
Girl you’re reck-e-less
So, so reck-e-less
So I guess for sure don’t need other gyals

[Verse 6: Mxjib]
No gyal can deny me
Shawty said she saw the star in me
Girly said she saw the star in me
Girl you wan’ chill with a star innit?
I’m a big fish in the sea
And you man are just jellyfish
Emi ati Not3s ni landlord
Eviction time, we give them notice

[Chorus: Not3s]
I said I’m pushing, I’m pushing, I’m pushing up
Eat until I am good enough
Chop until I am full enough
Don’t lie, you’re not good, you’re not
I said I’m pushing, I’m pushing, I’m pushing up
Eat until I am good enough
Chop until I am full enough
Don’t lie, you’re not good, you’re not
Yeah, yeah

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap


LYRICS

Yeah
They say I walk like a king (walk)
Talk like a king

You can ask around now say the same thing
They chasing the fame
They all want the name
But they ain’t got what’s running through these veins

Say I walk like a king (walk)
Talk like a king (talk)
You can ask around now say the same thing
They chasing the fame
They don’t want the name
But they ain’t got what’s running through these veins
Make way for the king

Watch out watch out
Make way for the kingdom

King me checkmate
This chess not check us
What can I say I got go genes
Real kings do king things
Live like one reev like one killer shit by any means
Everybody can be like one, naah

Is it really me
Gotta take a seat, my legacy
Like royalty and I act like it
If no better act like it

Look at me now
Can’t hold me down
So gimme the gimme the crown

They say I walk like a king (walk)
Talk like a king (talk)
You can ask around now say the same thing
They chasing the fame
They all want the name
But they ain’t got what’s running through

They say I walk like a king (walk)
Talk like a king (talk)
You can ask around now say the same thing
They chasing the fame
They don’t want the name
But they ain’t got what’s running through these veins
Make way for the king

Watch out watch out
Make way for the king

Kings for a long stretch no limousine
If you talk ’em winners, gotta intervene
I’m the biggest one of those ever seen
Imma need a crown
I’m not the only one to held it down to the tip top, people flip flop
Everyday now I talk vibe
I’ma big shot, I’m the one who wants to take the big shots, big balls
Big rings, big rocks, big bags, big moves
Big cars, big man, big plan get lost, you been this raw

Look at me now
Can’t hold me down
So gimme the gimme the crown

It must be a thing
It must be the cause
The silence the noise
It must be the heart, assess me apart
It must be the game, the game need a name
It must be the truth, I could be to proof
It could be the chain, it might be the shoes
They watchin my moves, they chase the fame
But they ain’t got what’s running through these veins

Make way for the king
Make way for the king
Watch out
Watch out watch out
Watch out watch out
(Look at me now)
We are not the same
We are not the same
(Look at me now)
We are not the same
We run everything
(Look at me now)
We are not the same
We are not the same
They ain’t got what’s running through these veins
Make way for the king

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Somethin’ Light


LYRICS

Ayy, ayy, uh, uh, yeah
I don’t play with it, bitch, I stay with it
Ay, yuh, ay, yuh

[Verse 1]
I don’t— I don’t play wit’ it, bitch, I stay wit’ it
Seen my money change but I ain’t change with it
People makin’ memes, I just make chicken
Listen how I talk, I’m so bay wit’ it, uh
In my— In my bag where they found me
I’m the one from the jump got my town lit
Day ones all around keep me grounded
Keep them hoes on the side with a down bitch

[Pre-Chorus]
Ay, said I was gon’ chill, but I can’t, though
Uh, just another day, another bankroll
Uh, speakin’ on the net, but it ain’t smoke
I just really want the pesos

[Chorus]
This ain’t no type beat (No), bitch, I get hyphy (Yeah)
Bitch— Bitch, I get hyphy
Swoop on your wifey (Haa), know that she like me (Ayy)
Know— Know that she like me
This ain’t no type beat (No), bitch, I get hyphy (Yeah)
Bitch— Bitch, I get hyphy
Swoop on your wifey (Haa), know that she like me (Ayy)
Know— Know that she like me


[Verse 2]
Ay, I’m a real one plus all the synonyms
P-Lo, yeah, I’m back up on that shit again
I know that they prayin’ I won’t hit again
But I’m different, in my bag like some M&Ms
Ay, this shit get spooky
I can’t trust no groupie, don’t take her to movies
Bust down in jacuzzi, she act like she knew me
At night I get stupid, keep racks in my shoobies
Ay, straight from The Bay, this that authentic
Don’t fuck with lames, let a boss hit it
Swam in lil’ baby, I’m off in it
I got ’em mad, got ’em offended

[Pre-Chorus]
Ay, said I was gon’ chill, but I can’t, though
Uh, just another day, another bankroll
Uh, speakin’ on the net, but it ain’t smoke
I just really want the pesos

[Chorus]
This ain’t no type beat (No), bitch, I get hyphy (Yeah)
Bitch— Bitch, I get hyphy
Swoop on your wifey (Haa), know that she like me (Ayy)
Know— Know that she like me
This ain’t no type beat (No), bitch, I get hyphy (Yeah)
Bitch— Bitch, I get hyphy
Swoop on your wifey (Haa), know that she like me (Ayy)
Know— Know that she like me

[Outro]
Gosh
Ayy
Got ’em
Ayy

Country: Brazil
Genre: Latino
Album: Yo Quiero Beber

Country: Brazil
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Zona Oeste



LYRICS

No passinho da zona oeste
No passinho da zona oeste
No passinho da zona o
No passinho da zona o
No passinho da zona oeste
No passinho da zona oeste
Moleque ginga e a novinha desce
No passinho da zona oeste
Moleque ginga e a novinha desce
No passinho da zona oeste
Moleque ginga e a novinha desce
No passinho da zona oeste
No passinho da zona o
No passinho da zona oeste
Moleque ginga e a novinha desce
No passinho da zona oeste
Moleque ginga e a novinha desce
No passinho da zona oeste
Moleque ginga e a novinha desce

Country: United States of America
Genre: Electronic
Album: Perfect


LYRICS

[Intro: MC Pikachu]
Oh, oh, oh (vai)
Oh, oh (hmm)
Agora, agora vai

[Refrain: BIA]
I wanna dance
All in a trance
All over, ’round the world
‘Cause I want to, I want to
I wanna dance
All in a trance
All over, ’round the world
‘Cause I want to, I want to

[Verse 1: BIA]
One time for the girls that’s marching forward
Two times for the boys that’s walking forward
Three times for the ones, do what they want to
Each time, when am I do what I want to

[Pre-Chorus: BIA & MC Pikachu]
I can do what I want to, I’m so nonchalant too
We global, from L.A. to Paris, São Paulo
Eu faço o que eu quero, eu sou muito loc’
Tô no mundo inteiro, São Paulo pro top’

[Chorus: BIA, MC Pikachu & TropKillaz]
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
Now work it (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
All around the world
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
Now work it (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
All around the (Ih caraca!)

[Post-Chorus: BIA & TropKillaz]
Hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai)
All around the
Hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai)
All around the (Ih caraca!)

[Refrain: BIA]
I wanna dance
All in a trance
All over, ’round the world
‘Cause I want to, I want to
I wanna dance
All in a trance
All over, ’round the world
‘Cause I want to, I want to


[Verse 2: BIA]
All of the things I want, no need to hide from
No need to hide from, set my soul on fire from (up, up)
All of the things I want I’m willing to die for
Willing to die for, I’ve been willing to die for

[Pre-Chorus: BIA & MC Pikachu]
I can do what I want to, I’m so nonchalant too
We global, from LA to Paris, São Paulo
Eu faço o que eu quero, eu sou muito loc’
Tô no mundo inteiro, São Paulo pro top’

[Chorus: BIA, MC Pikachu & TropKillaz]
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
Now work it (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
All around the world
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
Now work it (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
All around the (Ih caraca!)

[Post-Chorus: BIA & TropKillaz]
Hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai)
All around the
Hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai)
All around the (Ih caraca!)


[Bridge: MC Pikachu]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (vai)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Agora, agora vai
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (vai)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Agora, agora vai

[Chorus: BIA & MC Pikachu]
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
Now work it (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
All around the world
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
Now work it (Oh, oh, oh)
You’re perfect (Oh, oh, oh)
All around the
World

[Outro: BIA, TropKillaz & MC Pikachu]
World, world, world, world, world, world, world, world
Hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai)
All around the
World, world, world, world, world, world, world, world
Hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai), hey (vai)
Nós tá no mundo inteiro

Country: Netherlands
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: RAW

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: No Advice


LYRICS

[Intro]
Yeah
Kingmaker shit
Brr

[Chorus]
Catch a flight, don’t need no invite, yeah
New Patek, flooded out with ice, yeah
What a day, can’t wait for tonight, yeah (Brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah
Ooh, let me live my life, yeah
If I spend it once, I get it twice, yeah (I do, I do)
I don’t take advice, yeah (No advice, brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah

[Verse 1]
She getting too close, I think she might spend the night
Girl don’t like me, she ain’t takin’ no advice, yeah (Takin’ no advice)
Condoms in the dresser, hit the lights
And I’m back up on my bullshit, I’m stackin’ and they lackin’, yeah
(Ayy) Fat ass, that’s my type
Believe the hype, yeah, it’s right, she in tights and she looking nice
(Ayy) You a dime, one more time, roll the dice
Living on the fucking edge, that’s my life, dawg

[Chorus]
Catch a flight, don’t need no invite, yeah
New Patek, flooded out with ice (Flooded out with ice)
What a day, can’t wait for tonight, yeah (Tonight, brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah (I don’t take advice, yeah)
Ooh, let me live my life, yeah (My life)
If I spend it once, I get it twice, yeah (I get it twice, brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah (Brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah

[Verse 2]
Ay, money came like right quick (Right quick)
Fast forward, I’m ballin’ like I’m Mike J (Swish)
Count the chips, stack ’em like it’s VICE, ayy (Like it’s VICE, ayy)
New bitch, she gon’ suck me like she Dyson (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
What a day, what a day, my darling (My darling)
Penthouse is what I call this
Lotta cash, money bags, know we all in, yeah
Disrespect the clique, we probably brawling

[Chorus]
Catch a flight, don’t need no invite, yeah
New Patek, flooded out with ice (Flooded out with ice)
What a day, can’t wait for tonight, yeah (Tonight, brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah (I don’t take advice, yeah)
Ooh, let me live my life, yeah (Woop, woop, woop, woop, woop)
If I spend it once, I get it twice, yeah (Woop, woop, woop, woop, woop, brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
I don’t take advice, yeah (Brr)

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Life Was Coming In Through The Blinds


LYRICS

[Chorus]
Say you wanna move on, you gon’ take that shit back, you gon’ take it all back
Made a check, blew it all, I’ma make that shit back, I’ma make it all back
Say you wanna do some new things to improve things, you confusing
Say you wanna move on, you gon’ take that shit back, you gon’ take it all back

[Verse 1]
I just spent a thousand on some new jeans
Just to hold a thousand in these Ksubis
Wav told me I put to much work in to be average
Please don’t make me do anything drastic
Yeah, you tend to turn me to a savage
Know we go together, why you actin?
Take you home and then you do gymnastics
Then we make some magic like Aladdin
Movie, we could make a classic

[Chorus]
Say you wanna move on, you gon’ take that shit back, you gon’ take it all back
Made a check, blew it all, I’ma make that shit back, I’ma make it all back
Say you wanna do some new things to improve things, you confusing
Say you wanna move on, you gon’ take that shit back, you gon’ take it all back

[Verse 2]
You confess, you unimpressed
I know you want the best, won’t settle for nothing less
Know I had a plan, five lies, I flunked the test
Every time I lie or I cheat you second guess
And that’s understandable, I don’t think rational
The feeling is mutual, the tension is tangible
Lets hit Rodeo, lets blow a big bag then lay low
I know you still mad but you can’t go

[Chorus]
Say you wanna move on, you gon’ take that shit back, you gon’ take it all back
Made a check, blew it all, I’ma make that shit back, I’ma make it all back
Say you wanna do some new things to improve things, you confusing
Say you wanna move on, you gon’ take that shit back, you gon’ take it all back

Country: England

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Come Again


LYRICS

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Woo, oh
Woo, yeah
Let’s go
Turn the mic up, ayy

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz & Giggs]
Yeah, I’m loca (Loca)
Your man puta like he chocha (He chocha)
You see me in the drop Testarossa (‘arossa)
The V-12 over my roadster
The MAC-11 all up in my holster (Huh)
Yeah, come again (Come again)
Be easy when you talking to the greasy ones (Ummm!)
You see me in the hoodie with the greasy ones (Ummm!)
Shades, hoodie on, yes the greasy ones (Ummm!)
Come again

[Verse: Giggs]
Yeah, yeah, I’m loca (Loca)
Lightskin pussy on my sofa (Yeah)
Man straight boss it, I’ma Sosa (Yeah)
Man’s straight poppin’, I’m a toaster (Nah)
Man straight duppy, I’m a ghoster (Ghost)
Man’s straight poppies and the loafer (Straight)
Man’s plates cutting a samosa
And gyal stay cupping on her coaster
Just betting (Bettin’), man’s just petting (Pettin’)
Hollow and Swizzy, that’s just settings (Settings)
Man don’t diss him, man just get him (Just get him)
Straight slice niggas, man’s just wetting (Just wet him)
Old school niggas, man’s just vetting (Just vet him)
Quick little change, a man just set him (Straight)
Ain’t violated, man just let him
‘Cause if man gets wicked, man’s just deading
Yeah, yeah
You’re a joker (Joker)
Man keep bettin’ on your poker (Hah)
Man gets money in the chocha (Yeah)
Man straight swing it, I’m a golfer (Ummm!)
Quick go get it, you’re a gofer (Yeah)
Mans straight whip it with my chauffeur (Whip)
Five minute meetin’ with the broker (Yeah)
Lightin’ the weed up, I’m a smoker (Yeah)
Tokin’ the weed up, I’m a toker (Yeah)
Strokin’ the pussy, I’m a stroker (Yeah)
Gave me the pussy like a brochure (Yeah)
Sunday jook it, I’m a roaster (Yeah)
Old school trapper in the roadster (Whip)
Just linked Poppy for the coca (Yeah)
Big bad Hollow on the poster (Yeah)
Straight headlinin’ with the co-star (Jheeze)


[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
(Ayy)
Yeah, I’m loca (Loca)
Your man puta like he chocha (He chocha)
You see me in the drop Testarossa (‘arossa)
The V-12 over my roadster
The MAC-11 all up in my holster (Huh)
Yeah, come again (Come again)
Be easy when you talking to the greasy ones (Greazy ones)
You see me in the hoodie with the greasy ones (Greazy ones)
Shades, hoodie on, yes the greasy ones (Aah, ummm!)
Come again
(Lets start the rise back up)
Come again

[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
You wan’ test the rocket launcher, choose one (Brrrrrr)
You wan’ test the rocket launcher, choose one (Brrrrrr)
You wan’ test the rocket launcher, choose one (Goddamn it)
You wan’ test the rocket launcher, choose one
They gun ain’t on ’em and it too bigga for dey waist (Woo)
They gun ain’t on ’em and it too bigga for dey waist
You wan’ test the rocket launcher, choose one
Come again

Country: Brazil
Genre: Rock / Alternativo
Album: Peixe Voador


LYRICS

Lança joga alto
Me beija beija-flor
Me engraça com a graça

De ser vento voador

Me leva leve livre
Derrama tua cor
Me leva embora o medo
Que eu sou peixe voador

Assopra lá
Nada na poça
Puxa o ar
Deixa tremer
E faz esse rio virar mar

E faz esse rio virar mar
E faz esse rio virar mar

No pulo como o tempo
Tempero e provo o ar
Deslizo o passo atento
No que é céu e no que é mar

Atiro sem alento
Esqueço de inspirar
Semeio meu intento
E me tento a não mais temer
Deixar voar
Pra não ter ruim de flutuar
Não mais temer
Deixar rolar
Que a vida é sopro breve
Que o breve é sopro é ar
Que a vida é sopro breve
Deixa desaguar
Deixa desandar

Assopra lá
Nada na poça
Puxa o ar
Deixa tremer
E faz esse rio virar mar

Country: United States of America
Genre: Electronic
Album: The Force


LYRICS

I am the force!
I am the force!
I am the force!

I am the force!
I am the force!
You know i’m thunderbirds 1 through 5

Supermechanism
Rock this show how loraine(?) hop her the moon ? bank-robber
See my atmosphere rocket-ship blocking your rear

With aviation altercation spacecraft ready to take off that motivation
I’m leaving rapp underground for spacestation

Kiss earth and land goodbye, i’m an astronaut goin’ on vacation
Above prova-jet, me and his captain haven’t met yet
The general carrying alien boxes up to the galaxy with chemicals

The dark side with sargent pluto, we’re sitting in a dark ride
We’re flight jackets. We’re u.S. Rv. We’re tim mcgarvey
No time for explanation, for toys. We big boys.

No ken and barbie. Just robotron coming up, the turn’s right.
We’re flyin’ saucer-lights on. Neck pure platinum pipe-on,
Aluminum snake, makes you do the shake-shake.

American airline ? brute force. Response to everything we bake
Getting down’a mercedes. Talking to the president with the u.S. Navys
Potato salad for the soldiers. Everybody get their gravies!


I am the force!
Marines, please step back because:

I am the force!
Army, please step back because:
I am the force!

U.S. Navy, please step back because:
I am the force!
National guard, please step back because:

I am the force!
All the space-stations step back because:
I am the force!

News-casters, please step back because:
I am the force!
New york city police department, please step back because:

I am the force!
Please step back because:
I am the force!

Please step back, please step back because:
I am the force!
Steṗ back, step back, step, step, step back

I am the force!
Step, step, step back. Step, step, step back?
I am the force!

General, ge-general, ge-general, ge-general, ge-general take back the trunk

Country: United States of America
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: RUNAWAYS


LYRICS

[Verse 1]
I want my name right up there with them
Want my pain upholstered to pen
Is it, but now we heard your ass been depressed
So we threw a little tissue in the all-black Benz
And I ball two walls of a broke-out rim
Running fives on my demons in a home-court gym
Like, “Ooh, I run this bitch
Fuck off my court, this grown man biz”
I sip on Jameson alone a lot
Did it to myself again
Them boys who used to own the block
On flights collecting wealth again
But that don’t make the lonely stop
So, let it all fall down
Need some dinner for the ballot in a all-black gown
Letterman legends is on the keys background
I swear, it’s all so vivid
‘Fore I left and now you wanna call back trippin’
Just like, “Damn, I didn’t ask you to do all that”
She like, “What, you ain’t think that I knew all that?”
“It’s a courtesy, baby, you put me through all that”
She like, “Shit, wish you the best, wish you good luck”
I wish

[Chorus]
I wish I was up, hey
Wish I had a million
Wish my mama had enough, hey
Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey
I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, “Boy, you wish too much”, hey
I just wanna be up
I wish I was up, hey
Wish I had a million
Wish my mama had enough, hey
Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey
I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, “Boy, you wish too much”, hey
I just wanna be up

[Verse 2]
If the hi-hats roll, then so do I
Play it back, drop three like 40 times
I get high all day, waste shorty’s time
And y’all still ask plugs, “What forty buy?”
Been inout States on someone dime
I don’t know, ain’t met, but know they hype
And the sun come up like every morning
So I’m still act like I stole they light
But there’s too much on my plate
To look at yours and ever worry ’bout some past mistakes I
Made before I knew that life was more than just my street
More than sipping on my stoop
More than pissing off my teach
Bring the bucket through valet
I feel like Bayside with the screech (Skrrt)
Got a Kelly in my grip
Find Eliza for the three
If my wife for company

[Bridge]
I just wanna be up
Wish I had a million
Wish I felt like I’m enough
I just wanna be up

[Chorus]
I wish I was up, hey
Wish I had a million
Wish my mama had enough, hey
Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey
I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, “Boy, you wish too much”, hey
I just wanna be up
I wish I was up, hey
Wish I had a million
Wish my mama had enough, hey
Wish that when I get it I could give my friends a cut, hey
I wish, I wish, I wish they told me, “Boy, you wish too much”, hey
I just wanna be up

Country: England
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Vote 4 Trillary

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: love gang


LYRICS

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
We be in the street
Straight Love Jones bangin’
Throwin’ up that love sign
Dope love slangin’
We be in the cut posted up
Flags wavin’
Heart tattoos on my sleeve
Love gangin’

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m all about that love, love, love
We all about that love, love, love
What you want? Where you from? Throw it up
You ask me what set am I claimin’
I’m claimin’ that love gang, bang

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride (bang)
Put it in your pocket like a rocket and fly
And fly (bang)

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Bang, bang, but they can’t shoot us down
Love gang and we reppin’ through the night
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride, ride

[Verse 2: Charli XCX]
We be in your house
Make the love boom crazy
Keep it 100 on the dial, speed racin’
Zoom, zoom, zap
3 AM, still ragin’
Heartin’ on your grams
‘Cause we so love gangin’

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m all about that love, love, love
We all about that love, love, love
What you want? Where you’re from? Throw it up
You ask me what set am I claimin’
I’m claimin’ that love gang, bang

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride (bang)
Put it in your pocket like a rocket and fly
And fly (bang)

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
(Bang)
(Bang)
(Bang)

[Bridge: Charli XCX]
We on that bang, bang, bang
We on that shut shit down
Straight up we’re love gang bangin’
Love gonna run this town
We on that love, love, love
Our heartbeat bang so tough

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
You ask me what set am I claimin’
I’m claimin’ that love gang (love gang)

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride (bang)
Put it in your pocket like a rocket and fly
And fly (bang)

Country: United States of America
Genre: Dance
Album: Anaconda

Country: Mexico
Genre: Latino
Album: WOST

Country: England
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Hustle Hard

Country: England
Genre: Hip-Hop / Rap
Album: Coasting

Country: Canada
Genre: Dance / Electronic
Album: Lights Go Down


LYRICS

[Intro]
When the lights go down, down
When the lights go down, down
When the lights go down, down
When the lights go down, down

[Verse]
When the lights go down in the city
Are you coming my way?
When the lights go down in the city (When the lights go down in the city)
When the lights go down in the city
Are you coming my way?
When the lights go down in the city (When the lights go down in the city)

[Chorus]
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?

Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?

Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?


When the lights go
When the lights go

Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?

When the lights go

[Verse]
When the lights go down in the city
Are you coming my way? (are you coming my way)
When the lights go down in the city (When the lights go down in the city)
When the lights go down in the city
Are you coming my way?
When the lights go down in the city (When the lights go down in the city)

[Chorus]
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?

Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?


Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?

When the lights go

Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?
Are you coming my way?

When the lights go