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Nas - You Wouldn't Understand Lyrics and Video (Ft. Victoria Monet)

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[verse 1]
yeah, harlem, bronx, brooklyn
let's make a bet
i know the reason you ain't make it yet
you say you set but you ain't see the tedious ingredients
that go inside of a rider, you hiding from problems and
you never knew how to make dollars
you couldn't make orders at a drive-through mcdonald's
i was fly at the apollo with black jason, 89 with a bottle
niggas jealous of jason
dark green seven forty, no tint
rollie on wrist, gleaming he rock the baldy
used to ride with him to brooklyn, louis, and hallsey
cop chocolate thai, vernon style and burn it down
my nigga hype in the federal joint, verdict out
twenty years getting money in the dirty south
that's alleged, you see my nigga's a stand up dude
so i'm yelling free my nigga
my nephew godfather malik, he jammed up too
for what his hands usually call for but he ain't do it

[hook: victoria monet]
who you are ain't in the recipe to what i am
cause where i'm from, man
what i see you wouldn't understand
where i been and what i do
no matter how you try you never can
cause where i'm from
what i see you wouldn't understand
where i been, where i been

[verse 2]
you ever been on the other end of a robber's revolver
not me, call me lucky nas casalana
or been shot in the medulla oblongata and survived
and praise god with a bullet i never collided
some did and they lived
i salute the gods
moet spilling, splashed by mistake on my timb boots for y'all
n.y. nigga, adidas, jogging suit
shelltoes, slim, fly nigga
hudson river, rent a boat, t-shirt with a dinner coat
and vintage fila like i'm the ghost of domencio
on any day getting throwed in a tinted vehicle
like a old bk gangsta, but i'm the ceo
of nasty nas enterprises, mastermind, made men
my success symbolizes loyalty, great friends
dedication, hard work, routine builds character
in a world full of snakes, rats and scavengers
never make choices out of desperation, i think through it
break through walls like pink floyd
and drink fluids of all kind of alcohol y'all
vineyards in france, yachts out in cannes

[hook]

[verse 3]
now holla at a millionaire
rollie, hublot and audemar, deciding which one to wear
who to screw, what to drive
550 with the cream guts inside
or the super sport range truck is fly
diamond ring on my knuckles like fire, bitch
gat's on us, i don't really trust these guys
spend a couple bucks a night on bottles on cuties
if she beautiful, the lustful type
i'll hit it and bust inside
fuck it, i'mma die one day
they gon' probably make that day a holiday
until then, let's go on a shopping spree
speaking for my real niggas, only ogs
certified who kill niggas when put in that seat
but tonight we on chill nigga, chill mode
spill more spades, listen to jeezy and hov, some rozay
it's like we always on the grind with no brakes
so tonight we gon' act like we on vacation with this on rotation

[hook]

[outro]
true b nigga, yeah
for my hood niggas, yeah, yeah
to my man eric b what up, yeah
the whole city, i see you
to my man big slate in the fed joint
my man spunk, free my niggas
all my niggas, yeah
club vernon, i see you
i see you, yeah
and baltum, i see you

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Dappy - I'm Coming (Tarzan Part 2) Lyrics and Video

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(verse 1)
so i hate when i talk to my boy from pen and he acts like cuz’ you forgotten me!
i ain’t got time to sh*t let alone come check you blud
you know i’m her property
right now i’m in europe fu*king up sh*t
more than the economy
so when you land you know i got you properly

(chorus)
i bring my people through it, everything i
do
you reckon me i pop wid’ you
ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
you a snitchin’ little bitch and you love
singin’ to the blues
well this song wasn’t made for you
ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa

i’m coming
i’m coming
for you
aaaahhaa
i’m coming
i’m coming
for you

(verse 2)
yo, f*ck so good make a b*tch wanna find me
wanna rolex ring wiley
when i was a bum, no-one really liked me
now its time someone went a got a new job for tinie
i’m only playing
i’m just saying i’ll sh*t so hard i’m constipated
overworked, underrated
now my tings poppin’ off, no gun relation
grind all day but i ain’t roller blading
all eyes on moi, harder baby
no love for the ex, on night no tea towel
tell kelly i’ve got that motivation
i beg, someone find max online and let her know i wanna smash her from the back
sarah jane come give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack!
i’ll be killin’ cause i’ll be getting bred
hard doe, number 1′s all day on the chart show
so f*ck you and your 90 track mixtape
that’s a million bars of arsehole
my flows are wrecked and it opens legs
its fly than a motherf*cking jumbo jet
what a selfish b*stard, no respect
you know dapz, no regrets
i still roll through my hood and i wear my chain
f*ck a top boy scorcher and bashy can’t do the same
real recognized, reaaaalll
how many albums have you sold today?
i ain’t saying nuttin’ way not kanye
but i’m living life on the runway
if your nice, i’ll be like ‘welcome on board my brudda, say bye to gun play’
king of the jungle, hardest can be, i dare you to let your chick party with me
im tarzan and im hung like a tree
imagine if your new born pops out looking exactly like moi
banter, but on the real get her on pampers because i’ll be on the tour bus getting pampered
i heard simon cowell thinks i’m a little w*nker
an i’m getting on his tits like cancer
and i don’t wanna start mentioning names
where they all now? there bankrupt!
joe mcelderry, oh what a stand up!
alexandra, pull your socks up!
where you hits at? you ain’t no winner!
i feel bad cause your voice is amazing but your careers getting raped by a mason
that sh*t f*cking upsets me, cause it don’t get me, try bring them near me
coming round with your hand out, wanting a hand out, ahhhh that’s too political
i don’t care about a bentley, gucci or a fendi, mans living in a spaceship!
you got clapped by a, bang! your girl got mad by a bang! that smooth criminal
i’m a product of my environment i ain’t sayin’ me and you are any different
i’m just planning an early retirement
i don’t mean sorry when i say i’m going kingston
every mans welcome to fly long distance
we be on the beach with weed man winston!
plus i’m the craziest ting out the united kingdom

(chorus)
i bring my people through it, everything i
do
you reckon me i pop wid’ you
ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
you a snitchin’ little bitch and you love
singin’ to the blues
well this song wasn’t made for you
ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa

i’m coming
i’m coming
for you
aaaahhaa
i’m coming
i’m coming
for you

(outro)
i ain’t even going in, i’m just f*cking around
they just weren’t
you know me
i’d rather be singing my sh*t anyway
big up keyz motherf*cker
pooomblayyyyyyy!!!!

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Danny Brown - Molly Ringwald Lyrics and Video

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Check
You’re now listening to Araabmuzik

Poppin’ pills get ‘em brought to my door like Avon
This that silk suede leather
Y’all niggas polyester and rayon
I stay on them Warhols
9.0 and your skull caught
Fuck them hoes that go hard
That ride the dick like a go kart
While I’m stacking up on that go yard
Y’all niggas playing that broke card
Kush got me up in that solo
Lines got a nigga face prolonged
Y’all ain’t stuck in that poor part
Y’all niggas know I go gopher
Bitch I’m getting money fucking white hoes with the blonde hair
So nigga don’t even go there
Yo ho pussy like coat hair
I’ll never hang my coat there
I get head for the smoke fair
Y’all niggas don’t deserve air
Yo ho look like wear and tear with hair like Cher
Share and care
Titties all looking like a sack a pair
Y’all niggas still wearing Roca Wear
Foreign made jeans about a stack a pair
Yo bitch be like they an heir
Watch the kids like daycare
Araab beats like I bag a bitch
Danny Brown so that ain’t fair
Looking for your bitch like “Who? What? Where?”
Triple that molly on the top front tip
Chillin’ in the deep I ain’t going nowhere
Hoes stepping off quick saying take care
Off a Drake CD don’t go there
Now the ho wanna freak me like it’s 94 and I’m JoJo
Told the ho when she meet me on the creep creep no photos
Got a bad bitch ??? and all she want is these shows
Hit me up the status is kosher
Dome me up watching Colbert
Nigga I’m never sober
Hungover
And that bag
Dipping with my index my pinky up like that
So bitch I’m on some movie shit
No director shit but scrape that
Bought an eigth of them cookies
Two hours I was right back
Flo’s in them cups so nigga go and Sprite that
Yo bitch know what’s up my nigga go and wife that
I’m slumped against the wall bitches on my box

Red head ho look like Molly Ringwald
Molly Ringwald
Molly Ringwald
Red head ho look like Molly Ringwald
Off that Molly Ringwald
STYLE!

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Cyhi Da Prynce - Ivy League Lyrics and Video (Ft. Promise)

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Ivy league, it’s the ivy league

The crowd screaming cause they wanna see a prince
So I came tell your bitch to represent
For the ivy league, it’s the ivy league x 2

Gone and light a tree, this is ivy league
Number one rule, never wipe a free
Let the team hit while I’m smoking green shit
I got so much brain man I could’ve made the dean’s list
Preaching on some Martin Luther King shit
I get my loud from callie, my …come from Phoenix
On San Diego, on the block like a lego
Arabs pay me dinars, and Mexicans give me pesos
My shooters don’t shoot unless I say so
I’m with the bad bitch who looks like J-Lo
I get laid cause I make chips like potatoes
And I got the swag sauce, nigga call me swuego
Kacky full of paper, I’m act me on a …
Cause when I pop up in they face
They ain’t got nothing to say
Bra
Currency got the jets, and Wiz got the Tayilors
So catch in my blazer, screaming out

Ivy league, it’s the ivy league

The crowd screaming cause they wanna see a prince
So I came tell your bitch to represent
For the ivy league, it’s the ivy league x 2

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Rockie Fresh - You A Lie (Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross)

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I’m out here grinding, crib like king of diamonds
You can catch me wearing 2 chainz, yeah I’m shining
Look my nigga fresh good, making sure them checks good
Gotta feed the homies, real play is what respect would
These flashing lights is blinding, go get them a visor
Call the B the gas leak, and I set this shit on fire
And I don’t fuck with liars, only tell the truth
Honesty is key and that is in and out the booth
And I ball while they in the bleaches
So high they can’t reach us
I dropped out of college and make more dough than my teachers
Definition of swagger, all off in my passion,
One time for real niggas, that’s out there making it happen

And middle finger to them niggas who gonna say that we ain’t fly
We’re above all of that drama, cause we out here staying high
You gonna see a real nigga when you look me in the eye
I’m a leader in this bitch and homie I can tell you why
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie

I’m out here grinding, crib like king of diamonds
You can catch me wearing 2 chainz, yeah I’m shining
Look my nigga fresh good, making sure them checks good
Gotta feed the homies, real play is what respect would
These flashing lights is blinding, go get them a visor
Call the B the gas leak, and I set this shit on fire
And I don’t fuck with liars, only tell the truth
Honesty is key and that is in and out the booth
And I ball while they in the bleaches
So high they can’t reach us
I dropped out of college and make more dough than my teachers
Definition of swagger, all off in my passion,
One time for real niggas, that’s out there making it happen

And middle finger to them niggas who gonna say that we ain’t fly
We’re above all of that drama, cause we out here staying high
You gonna see a real nigga when you look me in the eye
I’m a leader in this bitch and homie I can tell you why
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie

Now while in deep thought when I was high
Thought about a time that I
Wasn’t even picked to be the leader of the shot
Just a young nigga tryin to get about the gym and
and niggas aint know none of them niggas like them
people who i aint know try to say their my fam
see these jewel wells and they tryin to play camp
tell them they can do their thang runnin with the cent
and if you got money, you can go and place a bet
I’ll be in the sky cause we’re riding on the jet
Rollin up the wet and never gettin seen
because I got a name and a brand to protect
And all I ask from the people is respect
And In return they gonna get the same thang
They took a young playa from the shot off the bench
and now they about to watch the whole game change
Remember my name, and understand
That I’m a go getter, money maker
Made a promise I can’t be no broke nigga
That would be a let down, like unravel and a broke swisher
Me and success is a dull picture you on the same and I fuck wit cha

And middle finger to them niggas who gonna say that we ain’t fly
We’re above all of that drama, cause we out here staying high
You gonna see a real nigga when you look me in the eye
I’m a leader in this bitch and homie I can tell you why
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie
I’m on fire, you say you’re more fire then nigga you a lie

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DJ Scream - Hood Rich Anthem Lyrics and Video (Ft. 2 Chainz, Future, Waka Flocka, Yo Gotti & Gucci Mane)

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All I rock is polo, dollar sign my logo
Then I drop the top, on my car call it porno
Yeah I’m the realest, you can ask your bm
Shawty I’m the shit, aka the pimp
Warup Dj Scream, Cory what’s happenin’
Spins on the beat, Tity Boi rappin’
Its time to turn up, told em let’s do it
And I’m from the A, can I hit up with that unit

I’m an astronaut, I’m a nasa, I’m a rock star, I’m a shotta
With a bomber clock, who wanna test me
Yeah girl she wanna sex me
Carrese me, for me she turn to lesbi
I’m tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti
Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz
Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz

I’m so fucking turnt up with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealer

I’m canned up, hood shit, real nigga, hood rich
Bad bitches only, but she must be a hood bitch
I’m riding round in your city, strapped up and I’m getting in
Lambo, nascar, loud pipes and I’m in it
Top down, my chain on, you a real nigga that’s the same song
Block photo my aim on, little fuck boy, you a lame hoe
I’m turned up, can’t turn me down
I’m sacked up and I’m head’ to town
…can’t burn me down, and you know the town

This hood rich radio, you better not change the station
It’s Gucci mane la flare they say I changed the nation
I’m a trapper slash rappers yea that’s my occupation
And I don’t cary chump change all I do is carry faces
I’m monopoly, I ball, I think I’m Dominique
Primetime like Dion, I make them kiss my cleats
I brought you juice, I brought you flock, Now whos the next blow?
I’m so boulder crest, so Texaco, so Cresham road

I’m so fucking turnt up with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealer
Long live the hustle coming soon!

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Gunplay - Real Niggas Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross)

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Chorus:
I got real niggas that drink, real niggas that smoke
I got real niggas with pain, real niggas who broke
I got real niggas with OZs, real niggas with bricks
Real niggas who broke trees, real niggas who sniff
Real niggas who snow, real niggas who won’t
Real niggas who sip… strapped up at fifteen
Real niggas that gang bang, real niggas that claim blood
Real niggas that cripple, show them boys the same love

I know real niggas that…
Real niggas that caught bodies
Real niggas with no charges
Little jerks with no consciousness
Little niggas that’s bitch, and just wanna see you eat
Ain’t gonna front your block… and get you right back on your feet
Now that’s a real nigga, I… that
A real nigga don’t bounce back
Lame niggas gonna pump up
A real nigga gonna house that.
Pussy niggas be playing but my money ain’t no game
You play with that there,
You don’t lay with that .. chain
I know real niggas that bought trap
Got wild, what now?
No space, no room, fuck new move, watch out!
Real nigga, that’s all I be
Real thief, that’s all I see
Real magic, that’s all I am
Still matching, that’s all I need

Chorus:
I got real niggas that drink, real niggas that smoke
I got real niggas with pain, real niggas who broke
I got real niggas with OZs, real niggas with bricks
Real niggas who broke trees, real niggas who sniff
Real niggas who snow, real niggas who won’t
Real niggas who sip… strapped up at fifteen
Real niggas that gang bang, real niggas that claim blood
Real niggas that cripple, show them boys the same love

I know a real nigga named gun play
..on his gunplay
I know real shooters know bowling… no confe
I got real niggas that.. cause a real nigga got…
Cause a real nigga just don’t care, a real nigga gonna ride
I got a real nigga that’s sitting
I know fuck nigga that talk
I know real niggas that been there
I’m a real niggas that won’t
I got real niggas that die for
..in the life after
I got real niggas that been real
And these niggas ain’t rappers
I got real niggas that’s masons
Real niggas that’s satious
Real niggas that’s Cuban and some little niggas that’s crazy
I got real niggas in wheelchairs
Real niggas we in here, real niggas that been scared
Real niggas shit…

Chorus:
I got real niggas that drink, real niggas that smoke
I got real niggas with pain, real niggas who broke
I got real niggas with OZs, real niggas with bricks
Real niggas who broke trees, real niggas who sniff
Real niggas who snow, real niggas who won’t
Real niggas who sip… strapped up at fifteen
Real niggas that gang bang, real niggas that claim blood
Real niggas that cripple, show them boys the same love!

I know real niggas on the West Side, real niggas on the East
Real nigga downside to the Midwest street
I got a real nigga named Peanut that ain’t really here to speak
I got a real nigga named Tano, I know they don’t set…
I’m a real nigga that can’t hide, get money and… dick ride
Real niggas on my team, true niggas on this side
I got real niggas that’s quiet, real niggas that’s riot
I got real niggas that sell dope, and hustlers that’s gonna buy it
I got real niggas 25 8
No hustler, I fly…
Real niggers don’t pay that shit, inject… right away!
Real niggers with.. real niggers with none
I got real niggers with nickle bags and real niggers with tones

Chorus:
I got real niggas that drink, real niggas that smoke
I got real niggas with pain, real niggas who broke
I got real niggas with OZs, real niggas with bricks
Real niggas who broke trees, real niggas who sniff
Real niggas who snow, real niggas who won’t
Real niggas who sip… strapped up at fifteen
Real niggas that gang bang, real niggas that claim blood
Real niggas that cripple, show them boys the same love!

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Tex James - Smart Girl (Dumb Booty) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Stuey Rock)

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Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Stuey Rock in the building

Chorus:
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl

Legs ..so she say by the bail
Rest in peace to this beat, nobody kill it…
She’s ahead of the class for she got a stupid booty
Get it? is she white at least she got a momma booty
Back it up and drop it down
Back it up and drop it down
Make that thing clap clap
Drop it out and back it down
..getting freaky on
She can’t ride it with the skirt on…

Chorus:
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl

Drop it like this, drop it like that, blow it away you do it like that
Then throw it back, then drop it low, tens and twenties don’t hit the floor
Keep it dancing in my toes so more, speed up and then take it slow
Oh, now watch this…so I could fuck her…
Then I smash out, till I pass out
College girl she’s smart as hell
And she knows she’s bad!
I join the class just to sit next to the..

Chorus:
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl

Long heels… her boy is short
..told ‘em boys she had at her momma house
She drank cool, gone clean
She drank linen, she smoke green
She danced through the house all by herself
like she trying to act with a…
I got.. on my wrist…
I’m gonna cash it out like I’m gonna cash out
Everybody know I don’t take…
Like a smart girl with a dumb bootie
Word from me, college duty
Ass so big don’t make no sense
Super stupid!

Chorus:
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
I need a smart girl, with a dumb booty, with a dumb booty
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this girl

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Ciara - Overdose Lyrics and Video

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I took your love, think I took too much
Somebody call the doctor
Somebody call the doctor doctor (doctor)
I took it all, but it’s not enough
Somebody call the doctor
Somebody call the doctor doctor (doctor)

Don’t never never never let go
Don’t never never never let go
Hold me tight, I’m coming down
I need your love and I need it now
Don’t never never never let go
Don’t never never never let go
Somebody call the doctor before I overdose

I’m turnin’ crazy, actin’ funny
Cardies I just from but I want some more
I hope your kisses and your gentle touch
Come on, take me up ‘cause I need the rush
Let me fall, let me fall, baby let me drink
Can’t breathe, can’t breathe, gettin’ out tonight
Got my heart beat pushin’, not slowin’ down
Got me swingin’ and shakin’, I’m freakin’ out

I took your love, think I took too much
Somebody call the doctor
Somebody call the doctor doctor (doctor)
I took it all, but it’s not enough
Somebody call the doctor
Somebody call the doctor doctor (doctor)

Don’t never never never let go
Don’t never never never let go
Hold me tight, I’m coming down
I need your love and I need it now
Don’t never never never let go
Don’t never never never let go
Somebody call the doctor before I overdose

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JoJo - Demonstrate Lyrics and Video

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I live in this fantasy
Where everything is certified
Senses hide and then flash
Everything just come as light
This pressure all inside of me
The sexual anxiety
Chorus:
Baby, there’s a lot of freaky shit
Running in my mind that I can’t say
But I know I can demonstrate
And I can let my body explain
I know I can demonstrate
So I’mma make it simple and plain
You just need to come over
(I can let my body explain)
I can just demonstrate
Jojo:
I’m… by the night
Where only you can set me free
Guarantee, but I’m not ashamed
I’m exactly where I wanted to be, yeah
I leave the door, open wide
Hopes that you, would sneak inside
Chorus
Baby, there’s a lot of freaky shit
Running in my mind that I can’t say
But I know I can demonstrate
And I can let my body explain
I know I can demonstrate
So I’mma make it simple and plain
You just need to come over, come over
I can just demonstrate, come over
Bridge:
I’m thinking, come over, come home
Come home, I’m thinking
Come over, come over, I’m thinking
Chorus
Baby, there’s a lot of freaky shit
Running in my mind that I can’t say
But I know I can demonstrate
And I can let my body explain
I know I can demonstrate
So I’mma make it simple and plain

(Demonstrate) come over
(I can let my body explain)
So I can demonstrate
Come over, ah

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Passion Pit - Hideaway Lyrics and Video

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Cause I love you in the way that you love me
You’re a love, darling
And there’s nothing to argue
.. everyone is watching what you’re doing
Say your head is turning
Maybe you should stop running.

Chorus:
Hideaway, hideaway
Where you’ll never say you cannot stay
Come and take my heart away
Someday everything will be OK

You’re not strong so you
You can hurt sometimes
You don’t mean to
Hurting hurts…
What you’re doing to what in your
What you mean to say is that always worth
Take a deep breath as soon as you

Chorus:
Hideaway, hideaway
Where you’ll never say you cannot stay
Come and take my heart away
Someday everything will be OK

What’s the point to lose
feel nothing this is life
As we stand…

Chorus:
Hideaway, hideaway
Where you’ll never say you cannot stay
Come and take my heart away
Someday everything will be OK

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Passion Pit - Mirrored Sea Lyrics and Video

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Well it..the whole things like you while
he think he said it mean no harm
where was the victim
but nothing else was new
he’s passion..like jacket stash new part
you can look in the light in the bad and the dark
…you
but always passing through

Oh you mirrored sea
you leave the hunting
they are..
no let me be you mirrored sea
you raise you’re hunting me
out in the sea, you feel

Born every chance that I’ve been rather it takes
the risk and..
bounce off the wall so your team
..gonna ship
..like a sentence alive
like over and..achieving life
so is..the lost..

Oh you mirrored sea
you leave the hunting
they are..
no let me be you mirrored sea
you raise you’re hunting me
out in the sea, you feel

And it was alone, and it was alone
and it was alone, and it was alone ..

Oh you mirrored sea
you leave the hunting
they are..
no let me be you mirrored sea
you raise you’re hunting me
out in the sea, you feel

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Passion Pit - Carried Away Lyrics and Video

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Since my heart is golden
I’ve got sense to hold it
Tempted just to make a nervous scene
No I’m not as proper
My money’s in copper
Ripped down from the ground so … still
Listen, I’m your phantom call me
But not a friend with no than
Is please don’t never know me as a friend
Who says we have cold hearts
Acting out our old parts
Dance before my favorite little scene, oho

[Chorus]
I get carried away, carried away, from you
When I’m opening afraid
Cause I’m sorry, sorry bout that
Sorry bout things that I’ve said
Or is that again to my will

All your appeal, once again we feel
Higher education makes a sense
Just to find a …certain that you need this
Tell me what your point is in advance
Listen, I don’t really know you
And I don’t think I want you
But I think I can fake it if you can
Let’s agree there’s no need, no more talk of money
Let’s just keep pretending to be friends, oho

[Chorus] x 2
I get carried away, carried away, from you
When I’m opening afraid
Cause I’m sorry, sorry bout that
Sorry bout things that I’ve said
Or is that again to my will

Wake up in the morning, wake up in the evening
Wake up when you want to
Cause no one’s really watching
Won’t your … to say about it
But we all have problems
We all having problem
And we all got something to say

[Chorus] x 2
I get carried away, carried away, from you
When I’m opening afraid
Cause I’m sorry, sorry bout that
Sorry bout things that I’ve said
Or is that again to my will.

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Dawn Richard - Pretty Wicked Things Lyrics and Video

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I heard the thunder
Looked like lightning
I didn’t know under could be so frightening
Until love went dark
Lost the sun in your heart

And all the pretty little things that held
Us together now are falling down
Turn to wicked little things that can
Seem to find the beauty in the bed
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,
Uuuuhuuuuu, whoa
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,

And all the pretty little things, things, things
And all the wicked little things, things, things
And all the pretty little things, things, things
And all the wicked little things, things, things
And all the pretty little things, things, things
And all the wicked little things, things, things
And all the pretty little things that held
And all the wicked little things, things, things

It was always cursed could never be forgiven
Don’t know what it’s worth to find
I try to save him
Gotta give it up cause I’m loosing life
I found the love from him don’t feel right
Kinda felt like thunder, kinda felt like rain
Kinda felt like him and the storm was the same
I ain’t ever been the same since

And all the pretty little things that held
Us together now are falling down
Turn to wicked little things that can
Seem to find the beauty in the bed
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,
Uuuuhuuuuu, whoa
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,

And all the pretty little things, things, things
And all the wicked little things, things, things
And all the pretty little things, things, things
And all the wicked little things, things, things
And all the pretty little things, things, things
And all the wicked little things, things, things
And all the pretty little things that held
Us together now are falling down
Turn to wicked little things that can
Seem to find the beauty in the bed
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu,
Uuuuhuuuuu, whoa
Uuuuhuuuuu, uhu.

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Yung Berg - Trap Lyrics and Video (Ft. Los)

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[Intro - Los]
I’m on a PJ and my PJ is with a QP of that KU
SH IT you need ID when they play you

[Verse 1 - Yung Berg]
Yeahhh, legggo
Several times these fraud niggas try to come at me on fuck shit
But I bounce back on these niggas
Gave they hoes that one dick
Left the club with Ray J
And gave two hoes one wish
Five star, getting dough
Spent two hunnit on one bitch
And your hoe like damn I seen him
Shopping with a bitch in Memis?
Only came for the bitches and the drinks
Trey Songz, T.I., two reasons
Bow hard bet Louis Vuitton
They greeting me with Rose
Just left K. Smith crib bout to link with Meek can’t Rozay
And I’m bout, I’m bout it, these bitches know I’m bout it
Had a table with Rihanna
Can’t see cause the shit too crowded
Brought my bitch here and her bitch here
Plus she brought her friends here
Rolling like a wheelchair
Me and my nigga Sincere, go!

[Hook - Yung Berg & Los]
A hunnit racks, fuck is that?
I drop it back, she threw it back
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
Hunnit racks, fuck is that?
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap

[Verse 2 - Los]
Look
Just grabbed that Medina
Bout to snatch the summer
That bitch black on black like Whoopi fucking Danny Glover
Fucked up that Medina
Had to snatch the Bentley
That bitch triple white I call it Janet, Jack and Chrissy
She said “Oh my god you sexy
Los, your styles the nicest”
I don’t pop no Britney but I pop that Miley Cyrus
I dropped her too she popped her too
Her girlfriend I pop her too
Got the proper dick and when I drop the shit
Now I’m the one she screaming pop her to
I go ham, ham
All red drop top Lamb
She got that wham, bam
Then when she drop that shit, god damn
My drop top on rollerblades
My niggas in Paris
And we going cray (cray) (cray) (cray)

[Hook - Los & Yung Berg]
A hunnit racks, fuck is that?
I drop it back, she threw it back
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
Hunnit racks, fuck is that?
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap

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Plan B - Playing With Fire Lyrics and Video (Ft. Labrinth)

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One day you’ll learn
When you get hurt,
By then it will be too late for ya,

Be too late for ya
When the fire spreads and burns, don’t you know?

He’s just a kid of the estate
We call him little Jake
Today he tried to buy weed with his little mate
Up in the bits, but he’s just a kid
So he was open to manipulation
He had to undergo initiation
And when some older boys saw the situation
They took the piss, now look at this
Will you be his up and only friend
The only one that won’t pretend
And even gave me the money for depend
From mice to men, and then to rats
But only a snake behaves like that
But the gang don’t care for fools shooting gaps
They just happy they could fall for the trap

Playing with fire, it doesn’t burn
First time, your hand,
Walk through the pain
Playing with fire, it’s too extreme
Oh-oh-oh
Scare tin, skin now
Hell on it’s way
Playing with fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire
Go playing with fire
One day you’ll learn
When yo get burned
By then it’ll be too late for ya
Too late for ya
When the fire spreads and burns
Don’t you know
Playing with fire

He’s just a kid, but he feels like a man today
He joined a gang today
Been at a house party, you ran away
Doing illegal shit, but he’s just a kid
Still he’s in luck today
He got a fuck today
Yeah he bust his very first nut today
In some stupid bitch
Today’s moving quick
So quick, if you wear the wrong shoes
You’ll slip,
Better keep up with the tempo, with a click
Cause what they on is messed up rough
And now that he’s rolling with these vexed up thugs
What’s next up …
Cause he’s gonna it his only mission
To bet his position, in this little gang it’s a competition
To a little man with a disposition
Holding though he was born a Christian
What he worships now is the night they listen
Wise men will tell you with age comes wisdom
And you can’t be saved by religion unless you have faith
So it makes no difference to the use, to erasing the system
You don’t have age on your side
… row models and lies that provide insight
So he ain’t gonna listen
As for Jake, he’s already made his decision
And now he’s just another poster boy
For David Cameron’s Broken Britain

Playing with fire, it doesn’t burn
First time, your hand,
Walk through the pain
Playing with fire, it’s too extreme
Oh-oh-oh
Scare tin, skin now
Hell on it’s way
Playing with fire
Fire, fire, fire, fire
Go ṗlaying with fire
One day you’ll learn
When yo get burned
By then it’ll be too late for ya
Too late for ya
When the fire spreads and burns
Don’t you know
Playing with fire

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Saving Abel - Constantly Lyrics and Video

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Sometimes It’s not too hard to understand
When your heart is in your hand
Depends on where you land

The road we walk along sometimes defeats us
It don’t always lead us
Forever we may roam

It’s time for us to go
We don’t always travel down the right road
But when I’m in need
Yeah I’ll think of you constantly
Its time to say goodbye
But that don’t mean that we’re that far apart, yeah
When I’m in need
Yeah I’ll think of you constantly
Constantly I try

Bloodshot eyes, fighting to keep them closed at night
Oh but that’s alright, I’m gonna be fine
Now all I need is time to relax and unwind
Yeah a quiet place o clear my mind

Oh it’s time for us to go
We don’t always travel down the right road
But when I’m in need
Yeah I’ll think of you constantly
It’s time to say goodbye
But that don’t mean that we’re that far apart, yeah
When I’m in need
Yeah I’ll think of you constantly
Constantly I try

Oh I know that I can’t see much of the future
Whether to leave, or if I die or what goes on

Yeah it’s time for us to go
We don’t always travel down the right road
But when I’m in need
Yeah I’ll think of you constantly
Its time to say goodbye
But that don’t mean that we’re that far aṗart, yeah
When I’m in need
Yeah I’ll think of you constantly
Constantly I try

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