Metallica – Whiplash Lyrics

[Bridge] Here we go! [Verse 2] Bang your head against the stage like you never did before Make it ring, make it bleed, make it really sore In a frenzied madness with your leathers and your spikes Heads are bobbing around, it’s hot as hell tonight [Chorus] Adrenaline starts to flow You’re thrashing all around Acting like a maniac Whiplash! [Verse 3] Here on stage, the Marshall noise is piercing through your ears It kicks your ass, kicks your face, exploding feeling nears Now’s the time to let it rip, to let it fucking loose We’re gathered here to maim and kill, cause this is what we choose [Chorus] Adrenaline starts to flow You’re thrashing all around Acting like a maniac Whiplash! [Verse 1] Late at night, all systems go, you’ve come to see the show We do our best, you’re the rest, you make it real, you know There’s a feeling deep inside that drives you fucking mad A feeling of a hammerhead, you need it, oh, so bad [Chorus] Adrenaline starts to flow You’re thrashing all around Acting like a maniac Whiplash! [Verse 4] The show is through, the metal’s gone, it’s time to hit the road Another town, another gig, again we will explode Hotel rooms and motorways, life out here is raw But we’ll never stop, we’ll never quit, ’cause we’re Metallica [Chorus] Adrenaline starts to flow You’re thrashing all around Acting like a maniac [Outro] Wow-ow!

DJ Snake – Taki Taki (Demo) Lyrics

[Intro – Cardi B] It’s DJ Snake, Ozuna Selena G and Cardi B [Verse 1 – Selena Gomez] Get your hands off my man, Hayley Baldwin It ain’t no wonder why he is balding Talking to you is so time absorbing I will fuck you up bitch, this is your last warning [Pre-Chorus – Ozuna] Loco, Loco Tampoco, Barroco Coco, Coco Yoko, Yoko Esta Noche Oche, Noche Esta Noche [Interlude – Selena Gomez] Haha Ozuna, I ain’t understand shit But you can [Chorus – Selena Gomez] Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Fried Chicken, Kentucky Sucking that cock got me acting cocky Fried Chicken, Kentucky Sucking that cock got me acting cocky [Verse 2 – Cardi B] Sniffing on that coco, coco Got me acting loco, loco And I ain’t talking bout Coco Chanel I’m a skinny legend, fuck you, Adele Just gave birth and my pussy still tight Took a little break now I’m back in the fight Bitches be scared cause I know how to fight Got a second number one in a year, that’s right Offset still licks my pussy every day I make sure it is juicy when we play Pussy so good, he wish I had a dick But till I grow one I’m gon’ fuck him with a stick Fuck him with a stick Fuck him with a stick Pussy so good, he wish I had a dick But till I grow one I’m gon’ fuck him with a stick [Chorus – Selena Gomez] Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Fried Chicken, Kentucky Sucking that cock got me acting cocky Fried Chicken, Kentucky Sucking that cock got me acting cocky [Drop – Selena Gomez] Taki-Taki, Teriyaki Taki-Taki, Teriyaki Taki-Taki, Teriyaki Taki-Taki, Teriyaki [Pre-Chorus – Ozuna] Loco, Loco Tampoco, Barroco Coco, Coco Yoko, Yoko Esta Noche Oche, Noche Esta Noche [Chorus – Selena Gomez] Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Fried Chicken, Kentucky Sucking that cock got me acting cocky Fried Chicken, Kentucky Sucking that cock got me acting cocky Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki It tastes sweet like Teriyaki Talk to my pussy in Taki-Taki …

Machine Gun Kelly – Rap Devil Lyrics

[Intro] Oh my god, Ronny [Verse 1] Ayy somebody grab him some clippers (Zzz) His fucking beard is weird Tough talk from a rapper paying millions for security a year “I think my dad’s gone crazy,” yeah Hailie you right Dad’s always mad cooped up in the studio yelling at the mic You’re sober and bored, huh (I know) About to be 46 years old, dog Talkin’ bout “I’ma call up Trick Trick” Man you sound like a bitch, bitch Man up and handle your shit (Ugh) Mad about something I said in 2012 Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss Homie we get it, we know that you’re the greatest rapper alive Fucking dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside Fuck Rap God, I’m the Rap Devil Coming bare-faced with a black shovel Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle His body next to this instrumental I’m saying [Chorus] I’m sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let’s talk about it I’m sick of you being rich and you still mad, let’s talk about it Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it Or we could get gully I’ll size up your body and put some white chalk around it [Verse 2] Let’s talk about the fact you actually blacked balled a rapper that’s twice as young as you (Let’s talk about it) Let’s call Sway, ask why I can’t go on Shade 45 because of you (Brr) Let’s ask Interscope how you had Paul Rosenberg trying to shelf me (Huh?) Still can’t cover up the fact your last four albums is as bad as your selfie Now tell me, what do you stand for? (For real) They made a movie about you, you’re in everybody’s top ten You’re not getting better with time It’s fine Eminem, put down the pen Or write an apology about the simple fact you had to write a diss to acknowledge me I am the prodigy, how could I even look up to you You ain’t as tall as me 5’8″ and I’m 6’4″ Seven punches hold your head still Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill You were named after a candy I was named after a gangster (brr) And don’t be a sucker and take my verse off of …

Aaliyah – Alone In Love Lyrics

Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Tell me what you need Can’t you talk to me? You say you got a lot on your mind Sit down, let’s talk about it, talk about it I hate to see you feel this way So tell me what can I do to make It better for you, make it better for you, baby, hey [Hook] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Baby, tell me what I gotta do To get you to talk about it, talk about it Cause we’ve been together a little too long For you not to talk about it So tell me what you would like me to do To help you, help me, help you Cause I don’t really want to tell without you [Hook] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Bridge] Can’t you talk to me? Tell me what you need Can’t you talk to me? Let’s talk about it, talk about it Tell me what you need Just tell me baby, tell me baby I’ll be there Said I’d help your life So I’ma gon’ talk to ya Sometimes you are, all alone But there’s no doubt No doubt about it So don’t just shut me out Cause that’s not what love’s about Tell me why [Hook] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Break] Came too far to give up, gotta try Cause I can’t do it on my own [Outro] Can’t you talk to me? [Intro] Cause I, ooh oh [Hook] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] I can tell there’s something wrong witchu Tell me do you wanna talk about it, talk about it?

Lady Gaga – I’ll Never Love Again (Film Version) Lyrics

for you and me I don’t want to wait no more And I don’t wanna dance for you For better times we’re in I don’t wanna wait for you [Chorus] Don’t want to feel another touch Don’t want to start another fire Don’t want to blow another kiss Baby, I’m a stain on your lips [Bradley Cooper] Don’t want to give my heart away To another stranger Won’t let another day begin Without the sunlight in No, I’ll never love Never love again Never love again Never love again Oh, I’ll never love again [Verse 1] Wish I could, I could’ve said goodbye I would’ve said what I wanted to Maybe even cry for you If I knew it would be the last time I would’ve broke my heart in two Try to save a part of you [Chorus] Don’t want to feel another touch Don’t want to start another fire Don’t want to blow another kiss No other name falling over my lips Don’t want to give my heart away To another stranger Won’t let another day begin Without the sunlight in I’ll never love again I’ll never love again, ooh [Verse 2] When we first met I never thought that I would fall I never thought that I’d find myself Lying in your arms And I wanted to tell that it’s all true Oh baby, don’t you know? ‘Cause my world keeps turning, and turning, and turning And I’m not moving on [Chorus] Don’t want to feel another touch Don’t want to start another fire Don’t want to blow another kiss No other name falling over my lips Don’t want to give my heart away To another stranger Won’t let another day begin Without the sunlight in No, I’ll never love [Bridge] I don’t wanna know this feeling That ??

Christina Aguilera – Candyman (Ultimix Mixshow) Lyrics

[Intro] Candyman (Candyman, Candyman, Candyman) Sweet, sugar, candyman (Candyman, Candyman, Candyman) Sweet, sugar, candyman [Intro] Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Candyman, Candyman) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Sweet sugar, Candyman) Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Candyman, Candyman) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Sweet sugar, Candyman) [Verse 1] I met him out for dinner on a Friday night He really had me workin’ up an appetite He had tattoos up and down his arm There’s nothin’ more dangerous than a boy with charm [Chorus] He’s a one-stop shop, makes the [trombone sound] He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman A sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman [Verse 2] He took me to the Spider Club at Hollywood and Vine We drank champagne and we danced all night We shook the paparazzi for a big surprise (a big surprise) The gossip tonight will be tomorrow’s headline [Chorus] He’s a one-stop shop, makes my [trombone noise] He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman A sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman Oh, yeah, shoop do ba di ba shu ba da Shoop do ba di ba shu ba da He’s a one-stop shop, makes my [trombone sound] He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman A sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman [Verse 3] Well, by now I’m getting all bothered and hot When he kissed my mouth, he really hit the spot He had lips like sugar cane Good things come for boys who wait [Interlude] Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Candyman, Candyman) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Candyman, Candyman) Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Candyman, Candyman) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Candyman, Candyman) [Bridge] (Sweet sugar, Candyman) He’s a one-stop, gotcha hot, makin’ all the [whistling] drop (Sweet sugar, Candyman) He’s a one-stop, got me hot, making my (uh) pop (Sweet sugar, Candyman) He’s a one-stop, get it while it’s hot, baby, don’t stop (Sweet sugar) [Chorus] He got those lips like sugar cane Good things come for boys who wait He’s a one-stop shop with a real big (uh) He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman (say what?) Sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman (say) Sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman Sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman [Outro] Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Sippin’ …

Christina Aguilera – Candyman (RedOne Mix) Lyrics

[Intro] Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Candyman, Candyman) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Sweet sugar, Candyman) [Verse 1] I met him out for dinner on a Friday night He really had me workin’ up an appetite He had tattoos up and down his arm There’s nothin’ more dangerous than a boy with charm [Chorus] He’s a one-stop shop, makes the panties drop He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman A sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman [Verse 2] He took me to the Spider Club at Hollywood and Vine We drank champagne and we danced all night We shook the paparazzi for a big surprise (a big surprise) The gossip tonight will be tomorrow’s headline [Chorus] He’s a one-stop shop, makes my cherry pop He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman A sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman Oh, yeah, shoop do ba di ba shu ba da Shoop do ba di ba shu ba da He’s a one-stop shop, makes my cherry pop He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman A sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman [Verse 3] Oh, yeah Well, by now I’m getting all bothered and hot When he kissed my mouth, he really hit the spot He had lips like sugar cane Good things come for boys who wait [Interlude] Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Candyman, Candyman) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Candyman, Candyman) [Bridge] (Sweet sugar, Candyman) He’s a one-stop, gotcha hot, makin’ all the panties drop (Sweet sugar, Candyman) He’s a one-stop, got me hot, making my (uh) pop (Sweet sugar, Candyman) He’s a one-stop, get it while it’s hot, baby, don’t stop (Sweet sugar) [Chorus] He got those lips like sugar cane Good things come for boys who wait He’s a one-stop shop with a real big (uh) He’s a sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman (say what?) Sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman (say) Sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman Sweet-talkin’, sugar-coated Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman, Candyman Candyman [Outro] Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine (Tarzan and Jane were swingin’ on a vine) Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine (Sippin’ from a bottle of vodka double wine) Jane lost her grip and a-down she fell (Jane lost her grip and a-down she fell)

Christina Aguilera – Dirrty (Tracey Young Mix) Lyrics

[Intro] Show your hands, show your hands… [Verse 1] Oooh, I’m overdue Give me some room, comin’ through Paid my dues, I’m in the mood Me and my girls come to shake the room DJ spinnin’, show your hands Let’s get dirrty, that’s my jam I need that, uh to get me off Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off It’s explosive, speakers are thumpin’ Still jumpin’, six in the mornin’ Table dancin’, glasses are crashin’ No question, time for some action Temperature’s up ’bout to erupt Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise [Hook] Gonna get rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It’s about time that I came to start the party Sweat drippin’ over my body Dancin’, getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival [Verse 2] Ah, heat is up Ladies, fellas drop your cups Bodies packed, front to back Move your ass; I like that Tight hip huggers (low for sure) Shake a little somethin’ (on the floor) I need that (uh) to get me off Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off Let’s get open, cause a commotion Still goin’, eight in the mornin’ There’s no stoppin’, we keep it poppin’ Hard rockin’, everyone’s talkin’ Give all you got (give it to me), just hit the spot Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise [Hook] Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It’s about time that I came to start the party Sweat drippin’ over my body Dancing, getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It’s about time that I came to start the party Sweat drippin’ over my body Dancing, getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival [Bridge] Here it comes, it’s the one you been waitin’ on Get up, get it rough, yup, that’s what’s up Givin’ just what you love to the maximum Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here we go) What to do when the music starts to drop That’s when we take it to the parking lot And I bet you somebody’s gonna call the cops Uh-oh (uh-oh), here …

Christina Aguilera – Dirrty (Tracey Young Radio)

[Verse 1] (Uh, let me loose) Oooh, I’m overdue Give me some room, comin’ through Paid my dues, I’m in the mood Me and my girls come to shake the room DJ spinnin’, show your hands Let’s get dirrty, that’s my jam I need that, uh to get me off Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off It’s explosive, speakers are thumpin’ Still jumpin’, six in the mornin’ Table dancin’, glasses are crashin’ No question, time for some action Temperature’s up ’bout to erupt Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise [Hook] Gonna get rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It’s about time that I came to start the party Sweat drippin’ over my body Dancin’, getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival [Verse 2] Ah, heat is up Ladies, fellas drop your cups Bodies packed, front to back Move your ass; I like that Tight hip huggers (low for sure) Shake a little somethin’ (on the floor) I need that (uh) to get me off Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off Let’s get open, cause a commotion Still goin’, eight in the mornin’ There’s no stoppin’, we keep it poppin’ Hard rockin’, everyone’s talkin’ Give all you got (give it to me), just hit the spot Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise [Hook] Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It’s about time that I came to start the party Sweat drippin’ over my body Dancing, getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It’s about time that I came to start the party Sweat drippin’ over my body Dancing, getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival [Bridge] Here it comes, it’s the one you been waitin’ on Get up, get it rough, yup, that’s what’s up Givin’ just what you love to the maximum Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here we go) What to do when the music starts to drop That’s when we take it to the parking lot And I bet you somebody’s gonna call the cops Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here …

Juice WRLD – Lean Wit Me (Kalou Remix) Lyrics

I don’t know, is it over? [Intro] Drugs got me sweatin’, but the room gettin’ colder Lookin’ at the devil and the angel on my shoulder Will I die tonight? Lookin’ for my next high, I’m lookin’ for closure [Chorus] Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys [Verse 1] Told her if I die I’ma die young Every day I’ve been gettin’ fucked up Finally know the difference between love and drugs Shawty tell me I should really sober up This shit ain’t fiction, it’s too real, too real Fuck one dose, I need two pills, two pills I’m lookin’ for trouble so I know I’m gonna find it Ring, ring, plug hit my phone, perfect timin’ I know I’m not right But I’m not wrong, no, I’m not wrong Girl, you hate it when I’m too high But that’s where I belong, where I belong [Chorus] Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys Lean with me, pop with me Get high with me if you rock with me Smoke with me, drink with me Fucked up liver with some bad kidneys [Verse 2]: Kalou All my friends and all my bros they turned their back on me When I’m winning they just come around and clap for me They so bad for me, guarantee, they want me to die and bleed She made me go cry and leave, now my demons flying free Wanted me to lose but Kalou going up now (huh) Might buy AF1’s and put them on my bro now (huh) Might go buy a rollie shit might be a bust down Mind your business don’t you come and poke your nose round Cuz if you poke your nose, I’m playing ghost, I’m on a roll, I gotta go But you can’t climb up on this slope because the path is for the woke My only true friend is the lord above, I pray he keep my family up and I don’t fall to double cups, …

Wizkid – Holla at your boy Lyrics

Chilling with models…. I got more swag… I pop more bottles…. Paroles de la chanson Holla At Your Boy : When you see me come around I got you looking at me (got you looking at me) I don’t need to spend my cash Cos my swag’s not hard to see Cos my swag don’t lie You can’t deny You feeling right yeah You’ll be alright just being by my side No need for fronting (fronting girl) Let me tell you something (something girl) No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side No need for fronting (fronting girl) Let me tell you something (something girl) No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side If you see me drive by….holla at your boy I got more swag….holla at your boy I pop more bottles….holla at your boy Chilling with models….holla at your boy If you see me drive by….holla at your boy I got more swag….holla at your boy I pop more bottles….holla at your boy Chilling with models….holla at your boy Hey girl You got me thinking…there’s many things i can do to u Hey girl You got me wishing….I could take you home with me Lets take one step at a time, 2 by noon Be my girl, with you I rule You are fresh and fly, don’t deny Nothing feels better No need for fronting (fronting girl) Let me tell you something (something girl) No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side No need for fronting (fronting girl) Let me tell you something (something girl) No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side If you see me drive by….holla at your boy I got more swag….holla at your boy I pop more bottles….holla at your boy Chilling with models….holla at your boy If you see me drive by….holla at your boy I got more swag….holla at your boy I pop more bottles….holla at your boy Chilling with models….holla at your boy If you see me drive by….holla at your boy I got more swag….holla at your boy I pop more bottles….holla at your boy Chilling with models….holla at your boy If you up tonight and you feeling alright, holla at your boy (holla at your boy) Your jeans sag low …

Blac Youngsta – Beginners Lyrics

[Intro] Better check your resources [Chorus] Yeah and I’ma shit on niggas in the winter (shit) And when I go the war, I don’t surrender (bitch) Yeah, and I don’t take a freaky bitch to dinner (ho) Ooh, I been gettin’ money, you just a beginner [Verse 1] All that slick talkin’ that gon’ get yo’ head cracked All my bitches gotta walk ’til they bring some bread back And my soldiers can’t go home ’til they bring your head back They took purple off the market but they brought the red back I might jump up in that Maybach, just to let head back I might run off on my plug and don’t bring the bread back I remember way back, bro I’m talkin’ way back And them pussy niggas runnin’ from me like a scared cat When you run into them pussy nigga, tell ’em I said that You might get your son back but can’t get his legs back All that comin’ on Instagram, I read that When I get through with yo’ bitch, you can get a head back Thank you [Chorus] Yeah and I’ma shit on niggas in the winter (shit) And when I go the war, I don’t surrender (bitch) Yeah, and I don’t take a freaky bitch to dinner (ho) Ooh, I been gettin’ money, you just a beginner (slow) [Verse 2] Boy, you think I’m really lyin’ on these songs? (ho) You don’t think I really come up on them slums (no) You don’t wanna see me pull up with them drums (ghost) All that talkin’ and shit, I might cut your tongue (throat) I been blockin’ that bitch when she hit my home (beep) I be rockin’ that shit, it’s in my perform (gang-gang) I be poppin’ that shit, oh she let it burn We be tossin’ that bitch, we be takin’ turns I don’t go nowhere without my Glock ho (hey) I can’t go outside without my socks ho (uh) I got bread on my line, I’m talkin’ ’bout guapo I got the feds right behind me, time to hop over (nope) [Chorus] Yeah and I’ma shit on niggas in the winter (shit) And when I go the war, I don’t surrender (bitch) Yeah, and I don’t take a freaky bitch to dinner (ho) Ooh, I been gettin’ money, you just a beginner (slow)