blackbear – cocaine carolina (cover) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina
Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two
God knows how much I adored her, I just could not afford her
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 2]
Oh someone said if I was lucky, I could go to Kentucky
Lexington was famous for it’s strip clubs and it’s pills
Carolina oh we should get up, don’t you know we’ll have to split up
Maybe I should go back to California

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Outro]
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

NAV – Know Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up
Diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain’t cuffing that bitch (no), that ain’t on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I fucked her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own lane
Like Gunna, I drip insane
Make a smart girl give me brain
Let the perkys kill my pain
Break a hundred, tell her keep the change
Now the Gucci store know my name
Hottest brown boy in the game

[Chorus]
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin’, VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna fuck, no kissin’, peasant bitches can’t kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin’
(Yeah, bling bling) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah, ching ching) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting

[Verse 2]
I’m TT (hmm), rolling up the dope
Bad bitch freaky (hmm), grab the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a boat
Get shot like Ricky (hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
Gucci stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my RILP inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a dream I was in a cell
380 racks can book me, you know all my tickets gon sell

[Chorus]
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin’, VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna fuck, no kissin’, peasant bitches can’t kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin’
(Yeah, bling bling) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah, ching ching) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting

Sabrina Carpenter – Paris lyrics

If I ask that boy to jump, I know he would
He don’t even have to say, it’s understood
He treat me nice, he treat me right, he treat me good
Still I get so hesitant, still I get so hesitant
So I took myself where I think I should be
Someone told me that he’s waiting here for me
Parisian nights, Parisian hot, Parisian breeze
Feeding me like medicine, feeding me like medicine, yeah

It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
Yeah, I already have love in LA

If you show me too much love, it makes me leave
Guess it’s one of many things that’s wrong with me
Looking past you when you’re right in front of me
I won’t do that anymore, I won’t do that anymore
Why’d it take so long for me to know this?
Scared to put the water with the roses
Halfway across the world for me to notice
But I know this, yeah I know this, yeah

It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA

Je ne voulais pas trouver l’amour
Mais Paris a quelque chose
Qui donne envie d’aimer, d’aimer passionément
Mon coeur est à toi pour toujours
You will always have my heart

It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA (Already have love)
It’s so romantic in Paris (So romantic in Paris)
Won’t even try to compare it (I know that I try)
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
But I already have love in LA

Juice WRLD – Rush Lyrics

[Hook]
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it (yuh)
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it

[Verse 1]
Kinda fucked up how we fuckin’
You gettin’ choked out, and you love it
We too busy focused on depression
Damn, I can’t really focus on depression
Damn, I ain’t know that you were such a druggy
It’s ironic cause you’re the one that’s addicting
It’s ironic cause you’re the piece that I’m missing
And you say that I’m the piece that make ends meet
Damn, still gettin’ no peace, Still gettin’ no sleep
Everytime you work for me, promise you won’t play with me
They told me to stay away, I told you to stay with me
Pack your bags, pretty ass, come live in LA with me

[Hook]
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it (yuh)
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it

[Verse 2]
I know how you feel
I’ve been through it too bae
But I want this for real, for real
I don’t want a new bae
It’s just me and you bae
I’m thinkin’ bout you bae
While I’m in the stu, bae
If a nigga try it, you know I’m gon’ shoot bae
He gon’ end up dyin’
He fuckin’ with you bae
Maybe I was lyin’
When I said it was just you
Maybe I got a few bae
Or maybe it’s just you, bae
But don’t get it confused, bae
I love you bae, I love you bae, I love you bae

[Hook]
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it (yuh)
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it

Jeremy Zucker – desire Lyrics

[Intro]
Why do you cry with your hair tied up and my t-shirt on?
I guess I’ll be gone when the lease is up
Where did we go wrong?

[Pre-Chorus]
But damn, you look good when your tears dry up
I hate to be the one to make your fears fire up
I’ll be outside when the sky falls down
Wanna get the fuck out this lonely town
Where will you be when I go insane?
I don’t give a fuck, it all feels the same
Easier to blame with a broken heart
Hate me now that we’ve grown apart

[Chorus]
What do you desire? (Hold me down when I fall apart)
(Hold me down when I fall apart)
What do you desire? (Hold me down when I fall apart)
(Hold me down when I fall apart)

[Verse 1]
By now, I should be in LA
Wasting my time chasing better days
But I know way too many things to stay
Alone, at loss for words, but still
I’ve won and I’ve lost but I’ve fell and I’ve fucked it up
I’ve won and I’ve lost but I’ve fell and I’ve fucked it up

Laying in bed with my headphones on
And our playlist stop
I’m spinning right now, hope it don’t last long
Why did I get drunk?

[Pre-Chorus]
But damn, you look good when your tears dry up
I hate to be the one to make your fears fire up
I’ll be outside when the sky falls down
Wanna get the fuck out this lonely town
All of these years, do you feel the same?
Chasing our ride in the pouring rain
Staying up late just to walk you home
Clinging to me like it’s all you know

[Chorus]
What do you desire? (Hold me down when I fall apart)
(Hold me down when I fall apart)
What do you desire? (Hold me down when I fall apart)
(Hold me down when I fall apart)

[Verse 2]
Lately I’ve been left out for dead
Caught between hits of your cigarette
If I’m honest, pretty sure I’m still
Alone, at loss for words, but still
I’ve won and I’ve lost but I’ve fell and I’ve fucked it up
I’ve won and I’ve lost but I’ve fell and I’ve fucked it up

[Bridge]
But damn, you look good in your photographs
Breaking my heart every time you laugh
All of these shots poured down the drain
I tried, but it tastes like Novocaine
Now that you’re free, do you feel alright
Downing these shots with another guy
I know you’ve moved on, just know I’m trying
Anything, and it’s [?]
[?]

[Outro]
For you, yeah I’ve heard it all and made mistakes
Chased my days with Novocaine
Oh, I wonder, are we a work of art
I know we’ll suck at making plans
In the end you’ll understand
(For you)

The Game – All i need -Ft Wc (alternate) Lyrics

Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need.Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need

New jersey Devil-

Hit the switch sun roof top no diamond in the back, Jacob on my wrist so the diamonds in my lap. 4 times platinum hit the weedspot im strapped cuz i ain’t going out , fucked up sack or blueberry wrap no, me and my bitch till its my time to go . Triger-finger the same one to fire up the dro. You know im fast smoke by myself, won’t pass to ask to hit it it won’t last. And i won’t crash one hand on the roach one hand on the wheel time for another bag

Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need.Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need

Skip-skip nother my clip nigga- click click now who talking shit nigga?three wheeling through the crime while i stare through. chewing policies Bandana in my Rearview . got my guns got my chucks flipped up another way to get my nuts licked up. starter cap turned back . A old school nigga with no cheese n craft one false move my young g’s will cap.with south central to compton fasho we fly like 36 ounces nigga

Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need.Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need

Hit the block all the homies on the dice game, both leagues in the dirt fucking up my ice creams and my ice chain got a nice gleam. Shawty with a brown purple bag on my night train. industry one hand on my heat , never bring sand to the beach Rubberband on my jeans im the man for the beat. 40 cal to your grill , keep blaming your beats. put a hundred grand where you sleep. And before you black out see the man with the sheets. i get you wrapped in Chronic covered ha sheets

Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need.Smoke what i wanna smoke riding on hundred spokes- Drink what i wanna drink hypnotic and Hennessy. say what i wanna say NY to LA. One hit of the chronic is all i need

Dub sizzlle- Black wallstreet – One hit is all i need –

Soulja Boy – Front Door Back Door Lyrics

[Verse]
Young Draco nigga, you know I’m real nigga
I slide in that Bentley, they think I’m drug dealer
Jump out the top and my young nigga flip the switch
Quarter million in one day just to be specific
Fuck with Draco nigga I empty the clip
Had to go run it up, trappin’ through the 6
Hop out the Rari, I look like the man
Round 250,000 on my Instagram
Look at it bitch, she staring, she my biggest fan
Whippin’ my wrist in the pot like a ceiling fan
Who is him? I ain’t ever heard of him
Make the wrong move then you know Draco’s shoota gon murder him
Hop in the Lamborghini then I swerve on ’em
Junkie hit my front door, know what I’m servin’ him
Front door back door, with the draco
Front door back door, front door back door
Trappin’ a nigga runnin’ up them pesos
Call up my plug he gon pull up with a whole case load
Stackin’ up M&M’s just like they Lego’s
Call up my shooters, they shoot when I say so
Fuck with Lil Soulja, I’m sprayin’ with the draco
Servin’ the junkies, run up a bankroll
Ballin’ on niggas, I sprained my ankle
Ran up them M’s, nigga I got pesos
Fuck with the gang and we shootin’ shit up
Fuck on yo bitch, you know what’s up
I do a show, I’m on a tour bus
I’m in LA, now I’m up in New York
Fifty thousand in one day, that’s just Soulja
Young nigga puttin’ them bricks in a Rover
VVS diamonds, they come out the water
Young Draco nigga, I’m fuckin’ yo daughter
Young Draco nigga, Ferrari the sport
Young Draco nigga trappin fuck nigga, come place yo order
Titanic my chain, put it in the water
VVS Audemars look like some coke
Young Draco pull up shootin’ shit at that Madi Gras
I take a brick, ship it to Panama
100 bricks, put it in my momma house
Whip out that draco like what they talkin’ bout?

Jay Critch – Gettin Da Cash Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey!
Getting the cash and shit
Doing the dash and shit
Hey, Yeah, Woah
The Lab Cook

[Chorus]
Aye, I be
Getting the cash and shit (getting the cash and shit)
Doing the dash and shit (doing the dash and shit)
How you loving on an average bitch (on an average bitch)
Bands flipping like magic bitch
She suck me up I might crash the whip (crash the whip)
I be riding with a ratchet while you pussy niggas giving fashion tips (riding round with a ratchet)
Pull up on ’em like what happened?
I got shooters hit, shoot and clap your bitch (pull up on ’em like what happened?)
I be cooling smoking Jattic
I got lotta pounds in the stash and shit (cooling smoking jattic)
I might hit it then I’ll pass it
I might fuck around, Steve Nash your bitch (fuck around, Steve Nash it)
I had to Balmain the fabric
Go get that new wraith do the dash in it (skrt skrt)

[Verse 1]
High like the attic
I’m in LA, need a pound of the cookie
She a fiend, she a addict
She got and old nigga, but that nigga a rookie (that nigga a rookie)
Spend some green on the fabric
Now she trying to pull up, trying to give me the good shit (trying to give me the good shit)
I’ma go ahead and smash it
Now a nigga bugging out over some pussy (over some pussy, hey!)
Aye, diamonds shining now they can’t overlook me
I had to go and make a plan for the guap (plan for the guap)
He be acting like the man, he not (he not)
She’s like what’s the flashing on your hand, the rocks (hand, the rocks)
Do the dash and she like where’s the top (where’s the top)
Mansion looking like the stairs don’t stop
Fuck the fashion I like bands a lot (bands a lot)

[Chorus]
Aye, I be (hey)
Getting the cash and shit (getting the cash and shit)
Doing the dash and shit (doing the dash and shit)
How you loving on an average bitch (on an average bitch)
Bands flipping like magic bitch
She suck me up I might crash the whip (crash the whip)
I be riding with a ratchet while you pussy niggas giving fashion tips (riding round with a ratchet)
Pull up on them like what happened?
I got shooters hit, shoot and clap your bitch (pull up on ’em like what happened?)
I be cooling smoking jattic
I got lotta pounds in the stash and shit (I be coolin smoking jattic)
I might hit it then I’ll pass it
I might fuck around, Steve Nash your bitch (fuck around, Steve Nash it)
I had to Balmain the fabric
Go get that new wraith do the dash in it

[Verse 2]
Aye, I might fuck around and pass it
Just like D. Will, Steve Nash and them (D. Will, Steve Nash and them)
Money on me like it’s tatted
I got way too much cash to spend (too much cash)
They be talking all that stattic
When we run down we catching them (we cathing them)
Damn shawty you a bad bitch
I’m trying to run down, what’s happening? (run down, what’s happening?)
Hey, young nigga getting the money, they mad at him
We was running off with them O’s by the school (O’s y the school)
Nigga I don’t owe nothing to you (owe nothing to you)
In the coupe, but I’m trying to get two (trying to get two)
Wake up and it’s payday (payday)
All my niggas with the stain gang (stain gang)
Hit a lick, gotta maintain yeah (gotta maintain, yeah)

[Chorus]
Aye, I be
Getting the cash and shit (cash and shit)
Doing the dash and shit (dash and shit)
How you loving on an average bitch (average bitch)
Bands flipping like magic bitch (magic)
She suck me up I might crash the whip (crash)
I be riding with a ratchet while you pussy niggas giving fashion tips (riding round with a ratchet)
Pull up on them like what happened?
I got shooters hit, shoot and clap your bitch (what happened?)
I be cooling smoking Jattic
I got lotta pounds in the stash and shit (smoking jattic)
I might hit it then I’ll pass it
I might fuck around, Steve Nash your bitch (fuck around, Steve Nash it)
I had to Balmain the fabric
Go get that new wraith do the dash in it (skrt)