Lera Lynn – Same old song feat Peter Bradley Adams

When comes up soft in the dead of night
It’s the same old song, but it sounds so new this time
When the house goes dark
The truth I can’t deny
We will the love to fall apart
Now the cracks have grown so wide
I can’t see to the other side
This time I’m gonna hear
What has been said so clear
This time I’m gonna hear
The same old song
The same old song

I looked away so long
Been putting on the great disguise
When the pain comes up
I’m afraid of what I’ll find
A face that I don’t recognize
This time I’m gonna hear
What has been said so clear
This time I’m gonna hear
The same old song
The same old song

Lera Lynn – Breakdown feat Andrew Combs

Breakdown, go out and cry my love
Breakdown, I love to watch you come undone
This burden that’s deep, this thing that will [?] in time
Let’s walk in the ring with the lion’s pride
No play by the rules, just fight to win
But every step would thicken our skin
Again and again

Breakdown, I wanna watch you beg and mourn
Breakdown, do it for me nice and slow
There once was a time we fight for love
Now it’s tooth and nail for bone and blood
The wound is the thrill to height
So, try try and you might
We can’t break the [?]
Breakdown, go out and cry my love
Breakdown, I love to watch you come undone

Breakdown, go out and cry my love
Breakdown, I love to watch you come undone

Breakdown, I wanna watch you beg and mourn
Breakdown, do it for me nice and slow

Vincent – Show me feat Aviella

Wish I didn’t fall so hard
You had me hooked from the start
Got me saying Oh my Gosh!
I know I’ve let this go too far
We both know this isn’t right,
I know I don’t need you tonight
We both know this isn’t right,
I know I don’t need you tonight

You only want me when you’re lonely
Will you be the one to hold me?
Tell me I will be the one, but until the sun comes up
Boy, I just need you to show me
You only want me when you’re lonely
Will you be the one to hold me?
Tell me I will be the one, but until the sun comes up
Boy, I just need you to show me
Boy, I just need you to show me

I wish that I could understand,
I always leave but there’s no end
I know that you have other plans
But baby can’t we just pretend?
We both know this isn’t right
I know I don’t need you tonight
We both know this isn’t right
I know I don’t need you tonight

You only want me when you’re lonely
Will you be the one to hold me?
Tell me I will be the one, but until the sun comes up
Boy, I just need you to show me
You only want me when you’re lonely
Will you be the one to hold me?
Tell me I will be the one, but until the sun comes up
Boy, I just need you to show me
Boy, I just need you to show me

Nicki Minaj – Rich Sex lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj, Brinx Billions & Lil Wayne]
Full blown, run rich, Brinx
Yo, mula, yo, yeah
Ayo

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I know what these niggas like, and it ain’t my charm
I ain’t stupid, this $250 on my arm
I like money more than dick, nigga, that’s a fact
You think n*gger’s everything? Well, let’s have a chat
A-a-ass out, n*gger fat, point me to a rich nigga
Who gon’ Rico, Ace me, pay in full my money, Mitch, nigga
I’ma help him f*ck the check up, I’ma run the business
If your girl don’t get it poppin’, put me on your wishlist
Hitlist, now he sendin’ gifts like if it’s Christmas
He say, “Baby, everyday we ballin’”, I say, “Swish, swish”
Got him callin’ nonstop ’cause he don’t wanna miss this
I said, “Don’t panic, keep the faith, nigga, Big’s bitch”
(Real rich nigga sex)

[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
If you know your n*gger worth a Benz truck
(Rich sex)
Don’t let homie f*ck unless his bands up
(Rich sex)
Go to DR, get that fat transfer
(Rich sex)
It ain’t such a thing as broke and handsome
(Rich sex)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Nicki Minaj]
Lil mama said she only f*ckin’ on a rich dick
I cum in her face and tell her, “Now you lookin’ rich, bitch”
Her friend in the other room, can I get a witness?
We could have rich sex, cannot have no rich kids
Facts, all my bitches have no limits
Fucked her in a helicopter, now she screamin’ “Sky’s the limit”
Fuck her in the drop top, now she screamin’ “Sky’s the limit”
Sent her back to who she with, now she screamin’ while she with him, damn
Lil mama said she only suckin’ on a rich dick
Make you put your money where your mouth, babe, that some lipstick
Let’s f*ck on that money ‘fore we count that, that’s some rich sh*t
Pussy smell like money when I’m down her, that some Nic sh*t
(Real rich nigga sex)

[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
If you know your n*gger worth a Benz truck
(Rich sex)
Don’t let homie f*ck unless his bands up
(Rich sex)
Go to DR, get that fat transfer
(Rich sex)
It ain’t such a thing as broke and handsome
(Rich sex)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)
If you let that broke nigga f*ck, we tellin’
(Rich sex)

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Rich who? Got bricks, too
The rich get richer, that’s my ritual
Rich crew, link my bitch too
Mac took the Wraith, me and Tun flew

[Outro: Nicki Minaj & Brinx Billions]
I don’t even know where we going these days, where we landing
Queen, where we going again?
To the moon, Elis, the goon palace
When we get fly, we take flight, haha
Woo! Haha, ahh-haha, ahh!
You mad, doggie? You mad, doggie?
(Next stop: New York)
Hahaha, lrrr!

Macy Gray – Sugar Daddy lyrics

[Chorus: Macy Gray]
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy

[Verse 1: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
I think I need a taste, I’ve been a good girl
Come give me, give me some
‘Cause I’ve been here waiting for you, for you
Why don’t you come through? (Why don’t you come through?)
My caramel lollipop, my Hershey Kisses
My favorite candy shop
That’s what I’m missing is you, is you
Why don’t you come through? (Why don’t you come through?)

[Pre-Chorus: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
They try to tell me to stop (to stop), but I want it
I can’t give it up (give it up) ’cause I want it
And why should I when there’s so many tasty flavors?
All I’m tryna ask you is to

[Chorus: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy (oh, baby)
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy

[Verse 2: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
And I know I got it bad, I got a problem
But I’ll take them cavities long as I get them from you, you
Baby, come through (Baby, come through)

[Pre-Chorus: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
They try to tell me to stop (to stop), but I want it
I can’t give it up (give it up) ’cause I want it
And why should I when there’s so many tasty flavors?
All I’m tryna ask you is to

[Chorus: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy

[Bridge: Meghan Trainor]
It’s sugar time, sugar babe

[Chorus: Macy Gray & Meghan Trainor]
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy
Be my, be my sugar daddy
And provide me with your candy
I will be your sugar, sugar baby
If you’ll be my sugar, sugar daddy, sugar, sugar daddy

Brynn Elliott – Time Of Our Lives lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t believe in the weekend
Every day we’re alive is the freaking best
Best day ever
I got my friends and my friends got me
We wanna be good but we wanna be free
Free together

[Pre-Chorus]
All of this love we are feeling here
Gonna make it last for a million years
Oh-oh-oh

[Chorus]
This is the time of our lives
Here and now
While we’re young in the sun
Got it all figured out
This is the time of our lives
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

[Verse 2]
I don’t believe in goodbye
What we have’s out of reach in the hands of time
And we’re forever
Used to save the world on a BMX
I can’t wait to see what we all do next
It just gets better

[Chorus]
This is the time of our lives
Here and now
While we are young in the sun
Got it all figured out
This is the time of our lives
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

[Pre-Chorus]
All of this love we are feeling here
Gonna make it last for a million years
Oh-oh-oh

[Chorus]
This is the time of our
This is the time of our lives
Here and now
While we are young in the sun
Got it all figured out
This is the time of our lives
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

[Outro]
I don’t believe in goodbye
This is the time of our lives

Danny Ocean – Ibiza Lyrics

I see in your eyes, play with fire
But we can’t take it
But we can’t take it
And I realize the feelings alive
We shouldn’t break it
Oh, we shouldn’t break it

Just (?) whip, whip my way
Whip, whip my way
Whip, whip my way
Whip, whip my way

I can’t take it anymore
All this back and forth
Meet me by the door
Now, are you for sure?

Whip, whip my way
Whip, whip my way, way, güey
Whip, whip my way
Whip, whip my way, way, güey
Whip, whip my way
Whip, whip my way, way, güey
Won’t you move like this?
I can’t, can’t walk away, no

Chief Keef – Side Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye
Aye aye
Gang gang
Bang bang, nigga
You know how I’m rocking
Cut off stockings, nigga
Kush in my pockets, nigga
All designer
Get your grind up
Got a Breitling for the timer, nigga

[Hook]
Aye, I’m from that side (aye)
Where niggas die at (gang gang)
Me, I ain’t playing (nah)
Got my pistol on my side (bang bang)
Pull up on my side bitch (arrr skrr)
Wit my side bitch (gang gang)
And I got some money wit me (frrr)
I got from outside (gang gang)
Bitch, I’m from Southside (Southside)
The Southside projects (Chiraq)
Pull up with a Big Mac
Large fry on the side (bang bang)
Live by the gun, die (gang gang)
Gang, none of that squad shit (gang gang)
Pull up where you live (rrrr skrr)
Fuck the cops, call the SWAT (woo woo)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t gonna lie (Nah)
I’m blowing at the SWAT (bang bang)
I’m blowing at your honor (bang)
I’m blowing at your squad (bang bang bang)
Pistol on my side (gang gang)
And I’m quick to draw it (boom boom)
Ye ain’t wanna die (ha!)
Ye ain’t even know it (gang gang)
Pull up on some factories (skrr rrrr)
My son ride foreign (gang gang)
We both ride [?] (ugh)
All the bitches know it (aye aye)
Pull up on you flexing (skrr skrr)
Blow you like Ginobli (flex)
I don’t need Shaq (nah)
I think that I’m Kobe (yes)
Your main bitch slow (yes)
Me call my side bitch (side bitch)
She wanna pull up on me
That’s someone you ride or die wit
I ain’t got the time, shit (nah)
I be on my side shit
Pull up on wit my money (frrr bee) with my Glock
Like don’t ask why bitch

[Hook]
Aye, I’m from that side (aye)
Where niggas die at (gang gang)
Me, I ain’t playing (nah)
Got my pistol on my side (bang bang)
Pull up on my side bitch (arrr skrr)
Wit my side bitch (gang gang)
And I got some money wit me (frrr)
I got from outside (gang gang)
Bitch, I’m from Southside (Southside)
The Southside projects (Chiraq)
Pull up with a Big Mac
Large fry on the side (bang bang)
Live by the gun, die (gang gang)
Gang, none of that squad shit (gang gang)
Pull up where you live (rrrr skrr)
Fuck the cops, call the SWAT (woo woo)

[Verse 2]
Frrr beee, that’s me calling on the guap (on the guap)
Woo woo, that’s them calling on the cops (on the cops)
Skee skee, that’s me all up on your thot (on your thot, faggot)
Beep beep, pulling off up on your thot (on your thot, faggot)
Vroom vroom, watch me pull up to the guap (to the Beamer)
Boom boom, when I pull up with the Glock (pull up with the aye)
Doom doom, how I pull up with the drum (bang bang)
Fucking yo bitch in my Louis swim trunks (in the Louis trunks)
Pull up on you flexing (flex)
Jewelry cost a Beamer
Lexus (bang)
Boy, your shit look petty (bang)
Ya heavy (bling bling)
Pull up riding reckless (rrrr skrrr)
Me, I ain’t had shit
So I’ma get it (frrr beee)
Ya get me?

[Hook]
Aye, I’m from that side (aye)
Where niggas die at (gang gang)
Me, I ain’t playing (nah)
Got my pistol on my side (bang bang)
Pull up on my side bitch (arrr skrr)
Wit my side bitch (gang gang)
And I got some money wit me (frrr)
I got from outside (gang gang)
Bitch, I’m from Southside (Southside)
The Southside projects (Chiraq)
Pull up with a Big Mac
Large fry on the side (bang bang)
Live by the gun, die (gang gang)
Gang, none of that squad shit (gang gang)
Pull up where you live (rrrr skrr)
Fuck the cops, call the SWAT (woo woo)

Ski Mask The Slump God – Van w/ No Roof Lyrics

[Hook x2]
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof

[Inter]
Feel me up, turn me up
DjCreativeMind
Ski Mask in the fuckin’ building
Bring that shit back
Ay, ay, ayy
My boof like a roof
My boof like a roof

[Chorus]
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof
[?] like a roof, got me high like a roof
Got her loose off the goose, cuz she just hit the boof
[?] like a roof, got me high like a roof
Got her loose off the goose, cuz she just hit the boof

[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof

[Verse: The48Lord]
She looks like a goose, [?]
I move like a moose, and I pour out the goose
I am a winner, that mean people lose
Wake up in the morning, what jewel do I choose
[?]
You living the life, just to get some more views
[?] profit, I hang around jewelers
I alakazam, I leave bitches confused

[Verse: DirtyFaceSmook]
They callin’ me dirty [?]
The choppa, he [?] the Milly Rock
The Glock he make you do the Diddy Bop
My face on yo’ bitch with her titties out
The others who know I ain’t bluffin
You bitches is crusty, disgustin’
At least you shit for some money
My [?], my diamonds aquatic
[?]
[?]

[Chorus]
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof
[?] like a roof, got me high like a roof
Got her loose off the goose, cuz she just hit the boof
[?] like a roof, got me high like a roof
Got her loose off the goose, cuz she just hit the boof
Hmm
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof

[Verse 2: DirtyFaceSmook]
Why you hatin’ from the nose bleeds
Fuck around, I’m pourin’ in my codeine
Fuck around, I put [?] her ovaries
She a lucky lil bitch, like a [?]
Boy I told you to stick to the plan
You did not listen and I am the man
[?] the bands
My diamonds, they dance
Like Usher, they dance

[Verse 3]
Niggas never ran through a lobby
Shit I used to do for a hobby (yeah!)
Shit I used to do for a hobby (yeah!)
Shit I used to do for a hobby (yeah!)
Right now parkin’ my new ‘Rari
Yeah I prolly just met at the party
Bitch [?] in dead
[?] get you some bread
Bitch I [?] get some head
[?] feds (ayyy!)

[Chorus]
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof
[?] off with the tool
Scope on the pole make ’em snooze
Slide in the van wit’ no roof
My boof [?] like a roof
[?] like a roof, got me high like a roof
Got her loose off the goose, cuz she just hit the boof
[?] like a roof, got me high like a roof
Got her loose off the goose, cuz she just hit the boof

URLtv – Math Hoffa vs Dose Lyrics

[Verse 1: J Dose]
Listen, niggas can’t handle Dose
Yeah I heard you handle bread, see if you can handle toast
Hit his dome when I’m spitting the fifth
Leave him with a spinning top without the rope and the flick of the wrist
I’m as sick as it gets, I’m a dime with these rhymes
You would, be aight, but you lying in ya’ lines
Check it, I keep my mind on my mind
If time was money then I’m Shyne in his prime
I’m ’bout a dollar, profit’s what I work wit’
Money’s a purpose you ain’t got it you ain’t worth it
I [?] in order to get paid right
You showing off and I’m giving niggas stage fright
And when I pop then I’m robbing, get my cake right
‘Cause with them shells I’m on ya’ tail like brake lights
Dose, I’m in the zone where I get it in
Ocean get me flowing and I’m blowing like an instrument
Serving up blow enough snow got me shivering
Riding dolo so alone I be killing them
Homes you could bring ya’ men
Chrome I’m delivering
Mossberg 5 knock bones outta ligaments
So when it’s drama my trigger banging I’m sparking shells
I keep a hammer for niggas thinking they hard as nails
Got it all for sale, dishing and jaws
Viagra with the crack, what you getting is hard
I don’t live by the law, I’m a menace to society
Moving bundles so I’m doing numbers like the lottery
Soldiers on the side of me, strong what I gotta be
AR cal slugs long as an Allen key
Steal like [?], cut mine’s fast
Keep a sawed-off like woodshop class
[?] might blast, chrome to ya’ cranium
Click-clack boom, turn his dome to a stadium
Another bullet dissecting ya’ wig, shit
I grip mics, hit the strip and approach a smoker
‘Cause I’m tryna make sales like Motorola
And I’m getting the profit
Keep a knot so big to the point it can’t fit in my pocket

[Verse 1: Math Hoffa]
I was supposed to battle T-Rex but he was scared
But since he ain’t here…..
This nigga look like a sucker
A stupid motherfucker right?
He the type to wonder why his son and his best friend look so much alike
I never been a pussy nigga, tell me what it’s like
Fronting like you hard, then running for ya’ fucking life
‘Cause when this lil’ nigga see the iron
You gon’ see him flying down the block like deer when they see a lion
You think he a gangster? I got some fucking news
Only thing he squeeze is his feet in his little brother’s shoes
I’m a Brooklyn nigga, no work then we go to rob
‘Cause I can get a gun way faster than I can get a job
You talking hard dog I hope you really ’bout this shit
‘Cause where I’m from we grab chains and try to punch you out the shit
And we’ll be gone ‘fore you touch the floor
And if ya’ chain’s fake, we find you and fuck you up some more
This rap shit, ain’t no competitors
This nigga’s just prey I’m the predator
I’m better than you, I be the best ‘fore I D-I-E
I got one ghostwriter nigga, B.I.G
See I’m possessed with this
Last engineer I did a session wit’
Tried to lock me up in the booth and call a exorcist
Any beat young Brooklyn a’ work off
I’m hungrier than Snoop would look with his shirt off
It’s two types of niggas in life
The niggas that find bitches and fuck ’em
And the niggas that-