Taliwhoah – Soul Food feat. Arin Ray

Just when you talk to me Feeling love when you talk to me Did you fall when you walked with me? Said yourself Ain’t amazing how we’re all in here? Shouldn’t lose [?] when you fuck with me I’ma love it when you talk fast Your work, girl, I need love No, don’t need front [?] , I need that Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love No need to play this game, it’s clear A daily dose of me will nourish all your needs But I can’t commit the space right there SO, make up your mind, do it in time for me Yeah yeah Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love First thing when I wake up, Life vitamins I take ’cause I need your love Pour a cup, and give you cake ‘cause you deserve ‘Cause you give me all your love I don’t wanna be your late night stand I wanna be your right now, right now, right now I got all your soul food, and you can eat it right now, right now, right now A long time to say what you need, you are free to go It’s getting [?] for free, pay with any check You avoid it or no Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Give me, give me all your, all your, all your love Said yourself, Ain’t amazing how we’re all in here?

Chris Rivers – Youre lonely

We’re not in love, you’re feeling lonely Ey, you don’t love me, you’re just lonely Back down, little cat down Make you damn proud, make you laugh now ‘cause it’s just okay Last round, time to smack down [??] They say you feel the pressure, you can’t fill the hole inside your heart with an erection Or shallow connections, but I’m not objecting This no blessing or correction We’d be stressing bro from flexin’ Now I broke your [?] from flexin’ And I hope my soul don’t listen Either way you’d be a lesson and I know you can’t change my past Maybe you’ll help me forgetting when Pick it up and drop it low, You don’t even know me I don’t even want to waste a breath if you could blow me Why are you confusing? That’s just… Pick it up and drop it low, You don’t even know me I don’t even want to waste a breath if you could blow me Why are you confusing? We’re not in love, you’re feeling lonely Ey, you don’t love me, you’re just lonely (x2) I don’t need nobody else, I see me nobody else Catching bodies like I’m in your lobby with the dolla and your body felt I need help, lost my weight to find myself You got daddy issues and I know this ‘cause your mommy tells Drop that ass, like literally drop that ass [?] I need concentration not just complication I know you from low, compensating Need that pussy [?] Fuck it, I’m flip flop, so I’m boxing Pick it up and drop it low, You don’t even know me I don’t even want to waste a breath if you could blow me Why are you confusing? We’re not in love, you’re feeling lonely Ey, you don’t love me, you’re just lonely (x2) I don’t need nobody else, I see me nobody else, nobody else, nobody else I don’t need nobody else You don’t love, you’re just lonely

Simon Field – Out Of The Blue

The Endorphins Deep down, slowly suffocating and that’s the truth Lost case, no one there to save me Until you I wasn’t ready, ah Wasn’t expecting for you to make me feel (Alright, alright, alright) Back in the open, got me emotion and I just can’t believe you (Alright, alright, alright) Suddenly, in front of my eyes Couldn’t leave [?] oh yeah You picked me right out of the blue There was nothing I can do, knowing what I was going through Oh yeah Picked me right out of the blue SO high, I’m intoxicated We’d be sowing tune We don’t even have to try, our bodies moving synchronized Let you as we’re moving across the room I wasn’t ready, ah Wasn’t expecting for you to make me feel (Alright, alright, alright) Back in the open, got me emotion and I just can’t believe you (Alright, alright, alright) Suddenly, in front of my eyes Couldn’t leave [?] oh yeah You picked me right out of the blue There was nothing I can do, knowing what I was going through Oh yeah Picked me right out of the blue I wasn’t ready Wasn’t expecting for you to make me feel (Alright, alright, alright) Back in the open, got me emotion and I just can’t believe you (Alright, alright, alright) Suddenly, in front of my eyes Couldn’t leave [?] oh yeah You picked me right out of the blue There was nothing I can do, knowing what I was going through Oh yeah Picked me right out of the blue feat.

Lil Yachty – Who Want The Smoke? Lyrics

(Yeah, who?) Who want the smoke? (Word) Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? Wet him up, humble up Seen the Ghost, [?] got a scope and I hope That they pull up to the spot with the ho Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (smoke) The SIG pulled out, nigga had a stroke [?] at them niggas, shawty, I don’t know Choppa made that bitch (bah), ain’t nowhere to go Throw him off the boat (die), in the river, float (float) 30 round clip in this clip clear (clear) I’m in the Wraith so I’m lookin’ at the rear mirror (mirror) Free jit, we ain’t goin’ for that shit, period (free jit) Red dots on their pussy, niggas on their period (hey, hey) (Who there?) Bitch so damn wet, drippin’ on my marble floor (drip, drip, drip) Never not strapped, in my city, on my foe Pull up in a two-seater (yeah,) in a wife-beater With my bro, he be bangin’ like a car speaker All black, late night like the Grim Reaper Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer [Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB] Who want the smoke? (Yeah) Who want the smoke? (Yeah) Who want the smoke? (Ayy) [Verse 3: Offset] Offset! (Huh?) Who that there? Who want the smoke? [Intro: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Lil’ Juice] I fuck with this shit, man Ha Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! (Ayy) [Verse 1: Cardi B] I-I-I hear shots comin’ on the low from hoes I’m higher than This attention is so flatterin’ ’cause they’re admirin’ Don’t know what’s on their mind, but it should be retirement Get the AARP or this AR get to firin’ (blat) They don’t want smoke with me (no) The diamonds is chokin’ me, their pussy need potpourri These bitches is 0-3 And there ain’t a lower league, all in my ovaries The fur on my shoulder mink Tell me what Hov would think I get the money, I am the king of New York And I rock a sew-in weave (woo, woo, woo, woo) I run it, I run it, I relay the win They talkin’, they talkin’, I’m takin’ it in I did not come here to make any friends Who buried the bridge …

Pitbull – Free Free Free Lyrics

(so fine) Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right) [Chorus: Theron Theron] Party jumpin’, until the morning Feeling free, free, free Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’ Feeling free, free, free Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home We gon’ keep it going all night long Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy Feeling free, free, free [Verse 2: Pitbull] Wooo Guess who’s back? (so fine) Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right) [Chorus: Theron Theron] Party jumpin’, until the morning Feeling free, free, free Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’ Feeling free, free, free Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home We gon’ keep it going all night long Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy Feeling free, free, free [Hook: Theron Theron] Go like kambo, take me down low down low Party tempo, to the congo We’ve been drinkin’, making right decisions There’s no limit, everybody’s singing [Chorus: Theron Theron] Party jumpin’, until the morning Feeling free, free, free Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’ Feeling free, free, free Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home We gon’ keep it going all night long Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy Feeling free, free, free Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine) Tonight, tonight We gon’ have us a real good time (good time) Baby girl, how you so fine? [Intro: Pitbull] Now let me take you from Miami, the pineapple To New York, the big apple Now let’s escape, darling [Chorus: Theron Theron] Party jumpin’, until the morning Feeling free, free, free Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’ Feeling free, free, free Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home We gon’ keep it going all night long Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy Feeling free, free, free [Verse 1: Pitbull] Guess who’s back? Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine) Tonight, tonight We gon’ have us a real good time (good time) Baby girl, how you so fine? Yours truly Mr. Fresh off the boat Smelling like Bahamas, for sure I still got the ship escape Still the Godfather Still el Padrino, you know After dog, and kiss a little loose A lotta bout 3-0-5, no goose A straight walk a straight line, no juice Catch me on top of that ya, no roof Travel around the world like it’s a new sport Move and escape to New York Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso Tu sabe que te …

B.o.B – T.M.I. Lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Chorus) Dui, leave em doa Fuck the nbi Hundred racks leave em doa Wait, tmi Fuck twelve And the cia and gbi Post bail Fresh up out the state For the doi Confiscate a nigga shit Try to make a nigga tell Fuck up out a nigga face Already made bail Dui, leave em doa Fuck the nbi Hundred racks leave em doa Wait, tmi Fuck twelve Right now, right now We gon shoot shoot Sugar ray, go hard every round 911 Turn your twin towers to burning rubber I feel like go ku Im about to go ku Been poppin since ’02 Hundred racks leave em doa Wait, tmi Fuck twelve And the cia and gbi Post bail Fresh up out the state For the doi Confiscate a nigga shit Try to make a nigga tell Fuck up out a nigga face Already made bail Dui, leave em doa Fuck the nbi Hundred racks leave em doa Wait, tmi (Big Havi verse) Hundred racks leave em doa Wait, tmi Fuck twelve And the cia and gbi Post bail Fresh up out the state For the doi Confiscate a nigga shit Try to make a nigga tell Fuck up out a nigga face Already made bail Dui, leave em doa Fuck the nbi Hundred racks leave em doa Wait, tmi

B.o.B – Bad Computer Lyrics

I’ve traveled so far Couldn’t tell you how far Feels as though I have been A million places at once Many lives I’ve lived Many battles I’ve faught I’ve faught, and lost Mass shooter Black rougers What’s up to you half truthers Das humor I’m past the rumors I’m past the human The body is trash A bad computer A ghost, a ghost With massive tumors Can’t threaten a nigga like me Well I’ll be glad to do it Sprinkle my ashes on my mac computer And rappin’ to it While I blast Future Say that’s the future Thats the future If you lookin for trouble You ain’t gotta look far Without the presence of dark The year is 5625 Niggas is clappin And stomping in church Waiting for jesus to come back alive Niggas is still conscious Waiting for ET to come out the sky Stop all these crimes Mentally ill and out of their mind Niggas is still waiting for flac Waiting for supplies Niggas is still like damn I was just talkin to so so The other day, how did they die, why Niggas is still conscious Waiting for politicians to admit they lied They send so many haters my way I could start an agency It’s all about branding, all about branding It’s like a fraternity They wanna brand me Niggas want grammys Niggas want families I don’t want a damn thing I’ve traveled so far Couldn’t tell you how far Feels as though I have been A million places at once Many lives I’ve lived Many battles I’ve faught I’ve faught, and lost If you lookin for trouble You ain’t gotta look far

Florida Georgia Line – Talk You Out of It Lyrics

[Verse 1] Girl I know you had a long day You ain’t feelin’ them downtown lights But I got a bottle at your favorite place Just waitin’ for us in a bucket on ice Damn, I didn’t think it’d be that easy ‘Cause now you’re gettin’ ready I’m just sittin’ there watchin’ TV Here you come lookin’ like a grown man’s dream Damn, I can’t believe, I can’t believe [Chorus] I talked you into slippin’ down the hall, baby, turn it on Your playlist you play when you’re in the shower Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind Switching back and forth for an hour And now you’re lookin’ like a line from a Vandross song I’m looking at the fine little dress you got on Don’t get me wrong, girl, I love it Now I just wanna talk you out of it [Verse 2] Yeah, as cool at it would be Watchin’ people wonder who you are Oh, we should just say we did, we can start with a kiss And pretend we just got back from the bar [Chorus] I talked you into slippin’ down the hall, baby, turn it on Your playlist you play when you’re in the shower Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind Switching back and forth for an hour And now you’re lookin’ like a line from a Vandross song I’m looking at the fine little dress you got on Don’t get me wrong, girl, I love it Now I just wanna talk you out of it [Bridge] Yeah, it’s a little cold outside The music’s probably way too loud To hear you laugh And there’s a look in your eyes Looks like we ain’t leavin’ now Girl, I’m so glad, I’m so glad [Chorus] I talked you into slippin’ down the hall, baby, turn it on Your playlist you play when you’re in the shower Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind Switching back and forth for an hour And now you’re lookin’ like a line from a Vandross song I’m looking at the fine little dress you got on Don’t get me wrong, girl, I love it Now I just wanna talk you out of it

Nicki Minaj – Boo’d Up Remix lyrics

Babe, can you come and get me? [Intro: Nicki Minaj] Ayo, this the remix Ella Mai, Quavocito, Chun-Li Rrrrrr, haha [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Ayo, lemme tell you why you so special Hood nigga bang the .45 special Fuckin’ wit’ him but we never tell the press, though Dick game on, alakazam, presto Still a Playboy bunny on Hef, though So we gotta get the dollar like Creflo He said that he want respect I said, “That’s dope” But that goes both ways like DeJ Loaf, uh Left them other bitches with the stupid face He said he tryna steal my heart, he got the booster face I give him time that them other niggas used to waste He got that, he got that, he got that super bass [Verse 2: Ella Mai] Feelings, so deep in my feelings No, this ain’t really like me Can’t control my anxiety Feeling, like I’m touching the ceiling When I’m with you I can’t breathe Boy, you do something to me [Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai] Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do, yeah yeah Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do [Chorus: Ella Mai] Listen to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go Ba-dum, boo’d up Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go [Verse 3: Quavo, Nicki Minaj, Both] Let you on my life, get a sneak peek Listen to my heart go beep-beep When we boo’d up, she keep me out the street-streets Hit it back-to-back, make me call her repeat She lockin’ up like it’s robotic, yeah On your body, your body, your body, yeah I’ll let you get the racks out my wallet, yeah But she so bad she say, “I got it,” yeah, ooh And we always catchin’ on fire babe, nobody like you Ain’t nobody like, ain’t nobody like you [Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai] Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do, yeah yeah Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new That get me high like you do [Chorus: Ella Mai & Quavo] Listen …

Dumblonde – White Hot Lies lyrics

Yeah, just lie to me Electrify me (So lie to me) Electrify me (So lie to me) [Chorus] Your white hot lies electrify me (Hey baby,baby) I might just like the way they feel in me (So don’t hold back electrify me) Make me high on a low and I can’t let go But I’m never satisfied Your white hot lies electrify me So lie to me.. [Verse 2] We try time and time to make this us a thing I’m out of line called twice baby you’re out of reach Your type, not polite, but talk that sh*t I need Cold eyes, run lines, in one touch I believe [Pre-Chorus] I don’t wanna but I need your love It ain’t really gotta mean that much All I want is just to feel your touch You liar! [Chorus] Your white hot lies electrify me I might just like the way they feel in me Make me high on a low and I can’t let go But I’m never satisfied Your white hot lies electrify me So lie to me.. [Outro] Don’t stop electrify me Your white hot lies electrify me [Chorus] Your white hot lies electrify me I might just like the way they feel in me Make me high on a low and I can’t let go But I’m never satisfied Your white hot lies electrify me So lie to me.. Your white hot lies electrify me Dark side, bright light both look right to me Wrong right, feels like maybe that’s what I need Your type not polite but talk that sh*t I need Cold eyes, run lines, in one touch I believe [Pre Chorus] I don’t wanna but I need your love It ain’t really gotta mean that much All I want is just to feel your touch You liar!

Iggy Azalea – O.M.G lyrics

(Who?) 1200 dollars Gucci shoes (Ooh!) I know the facts will make you feel a way Took three years off and I’m still paid (Uh huh!) What’s the difference between yours and mine Credit cards that just don’t decline (No bitch!) It’s overpriced but I still don’t mind I spent 1000 dollars on a glass of wine Y’all mathematicians tryna split the tab Bitch you know you shouldn’t ate the crab Louis purse but you kept the tag Bitch you know you finna take it back Tit for tat you know get the bag You know n*gger fat, you know waist snatched I’m in the quarter mill with the ceiling cracked Why you in your feelings? He ain’t got a chance with a bitch like me He ain’t rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain’t calling ’bout the guap I ain’t picking up, picking up Y’all little hoes can’t sit by the pool You ain’t thick enough, thick enough Weave so long and the n*gger so wet Gon’ eat it up, eat it up (x2) Oh My God, this sh*t different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings What’s the difference between me and you? I ain’t feeling that (Naah!) Ain’t no f*cking thing you could offer me If he hit it then you know he won the lottery Imma keep him if he eating with no cutlery Pardon me, I’m too audacious I want them tickets, ain’t talking citations Santortini then I switch up locations Got no further f*cks, so don’t ask for donations (Woo!) Better get your bag up Talk sh*t [???] Oh My God, this sh*t different Oh My God, Gucci slippers Oh My God, my wrist vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings [Outro] Oh My God Biggest bitch ever!