DJ Khaled – Wild Thoughts (feat. Rihanna & Bryson Tiller)

[Verse 1: Rihanna]
We The Best music

Wild, wild, wild

Wild, wild, wild
Make it cream, yeah, Wu-Tang
I’m too hip to hop around town out here with ya
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m shinin’ with ya
I hope you know I’m for the takin’
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
[Outro: DJ Khaled & Rihanna]
You made me drown in it, touche, baby
DJ Khaled!
Wild, wild, wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Bust it, why you got it on safety?
Just keep it white and black as if I’m ya sista
Ayy, I heard that pussy for the taking

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
‘Cause you get wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
You know this cookie is for the baking (ugh)
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked
Throw that ass back, bouquet
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m rockin’ with ya
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Wild, wild, wild
‘Cause you done beat it like the ’68 Jets

I heard it got these other niggas goin’ crazy
Yeah I treat you like a lady, lady
You looking like there’s nothing that you won’t do
I’m too lit to dim down a notch
You know I’ma slaughter like I’m Jason
Call me and I can get it juicy
Careful mama watch what you say
Wild, wild, wild
White girl wasted on brown liquor
[Verse 3: Bryson Tiller]
Spinning and it’s wet just like it came from Maytag
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Girl, talking to me like you tryna do things
I probably shouldn’t be around you
You talking to me like ya new bae

Another one
When I get like this I can’t be around you
Let’s go!

I’m carrying that water, Bobby Boucher, baby
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Fuck you ’til you’re burned out, cremation
I wanna be your baby, baby, baby
DJ Khaled
I don’t know if you could take it
Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some rest

Wild, wild, wild
[Verse 2: Rihanna]
White girl wasted on that brown liquor
Ayy, girl that’s when I told you
I can tell you’re gone off the D’usse
Now that pipe got her running like she Usain, baby
Wild, wild, wild
‘Cause I could name some thangs that I’m gon’ do
[Interlude: DJ Khaled]
[Chorus: Rihanna]

Arcade Fire – Creature Comfort

It’s all around you but you can’t see it
Born in a diamond mine

Saying
It’s all around you but you can’t touch it
[Pre-Chorus: Win Butler]
Just make it painless
Born in a diamond mine
God, make me famous
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
Saying
(On and on I don’t know what I want)
Some boys starve themselves

If you can’t just make it painless

It goes on and on, I don’t know what I want
Well if you’re not sure, better safe than sorry

She dreams about dying all the time
Creature comfort, make it painless
Assisted suicide
Spend their lives resenting their fathers

Some girls cut themselves
Na-na-na-na na-na-na
[Pre-Chorus: Win Butler]
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
[Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]

On and on, I don’t know what I want
God, make me famous
Creature comfort, make it painless
On and on, I don’t know what I want
Some boys hate themselves
[Verse 3: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
Some girls hate their bodies
Some girls hate themselves
[Verse 2: Win Butler]
Saying
Creature comfort, make it painless
Just make it painless
Creature comfort makes it painless
Just make it painless
I’m a liar, don’t doubt my sincerity

(On and on I don’t know what I want)
[Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
She told me she came so close
And we’re not nameless, oh
It goes on and on, I don’t know what I want
[Pre-Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]

(On and on I don’t know if I want it)
(Na-na-na-na na-na-na)
If you can’t just make it painless
She was a friend of mine, a friend of mine
(On and on I don’t know what I want)

Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback
If you can’t just make it painless

[Bridge 1: Win Butler]
The white lie of American prosperity
Bury me penniless and nameless
We’re the bones under your feet

[Bridge 2: Win Butler]
Filled up the bathtub and put on our first record
Hide under the covers with sleeping pills and
(On and on I don’t know what I want)
Some boys get too much, too much love, too much touch
[Post-Chorus: Win Butler]
Just make it painless
(On and on I don’t know if I want it)
God, make me famous
[Post-Chorus: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
(Na-na-na-na na-na-na)
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
(On and on I don’t know if I want it)
On and on, I don’t know if I want it
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback
Na-na-na-na na-na-na
Stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback
[Verse 5: Win Butler]
We wanna dance but we can’t feel the beat
It’s not painless
Creature comfort, make it painless
[Outro: Win Butler + Régine Chassagne]
[Verse 1: Win Butler]

M.I.A. – Finally

What haters say about me don’t worry me

I’m gonna find me the treble
What you believe
I’m gonna find me the treble
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me
We get deep
Life on the planet’s university
And underneath my case
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me

You gotta see
You gonna see I’m gonna be
And you’re gonna remember me
Life’s just a bitter sweet symphony
All the people I love I try to keep
I’m someone’s shot of whiskey

We get deep
You get through
And underneath my case
Finally what haters say about me don’t worry me

Underneath my trouble
Underneath my trouble
You get stronger in adversity
I can see what’s real and fantasy

Finally what haters say about me don’t worry me
Finally What haters say about me don’t worry me
And were never gonna stay asleep
You gonna see I’m gonna be
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak

I’m gonna find me the bass
You get truth

Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
You gotta see
We get deep

All the people I love I try to keep
I can see what’s real and fantasy
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
And were never gonna stay asleep
Keep it street
What you mean It’s easy
And were never gonna stay asleep
You gonna see I’m not gonna waste energy
You gonna see I’m gonna be

Not everyone’s tea
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
You get truth

I’m gonna find me the bass
Keep it street
And you’re gonna remember me
Cause I’m free and I’m a freak
Keep it street

What you believe
And that’s how it’s gonna be
You get Through
All the people I love I try to keep
And you’re gonna remember me
And that’s how it’s gonna be
Life on the planet’s university
I keep it moving forward to what’s ahead of me

Watch The Duck – Hustler (feat. T.I.)

Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
So I have been learning myself
Since I didn’t have nobody to tell me, oh
You know the play we kick the B.I.G
Known worldwide as a hustler
Is a hustler, hustler, hustler
Oh I became hustler, hustler, hustler
[Watch The Duck & T.I.]
Hey, Hustle Gang in the V.I.P
Used to ride through Atlanta
In real tough, three hoes allowed
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler, hustler
The streets is where I found my lessons
Used to ride through Atlanta with a couple birds
[?], in the streets I did it
Oh I became hustler, hustler
I became
I’m a hustler baby
Used to ride through Atlanta
Didn’t have nobody to tell me
Known worldwide as a hustler
You repetition take a message to the G.I.B
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler
You gotta problem with a nigga you betta go on with that
Hustler, hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler, hustler
I became
Known worldwide as a hustler
(Hustler, hustler, hustler)
I’m trying to catch up to Mark Zuckerberg
Hustle Gang in the V.I.P
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Nigga
Just a youngling tryna get ahead
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
You niggas just smalls, I’m B.I.G
Was a Bankhead nigga on the Eastside wit it
Just a youngling tryna get ahead
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
I had to learn it myself, oh yes I did
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler
The streets is where I found my lessons
So I became a hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
Ohhhh
No
Hustler
Came up to be a hustler, hustler, hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler

Make my Southside nigga tear the streets down nigga
Known worldwide as a hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Oh I became hustler
Came up to be a hustler, hustler, hustler
I’m a hustler baby
[T.I.]
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
[T.I.]
Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
So the bullshit ya betta keep down wit it

Known worldwide as a hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
Oh I became hustler, hustler, hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta with a couple birds
Known worldwide as a hustler, hustler, hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler

Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler
Known worldwide as a hustler
Hustler, hustler, hustler
[Watch The Duck & T.I.]
Hustle Gang
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
New 40 cal with a shoulder strap
Known worldwide as a hustler
Used to ride through Atlanta, ride through Atlanta
Then one day I was like, "fuck a bird"
Hustler, hustler, hustler
You can get an ass whopping, and some more with that

So I became a hustler, hustler, hustler

Trina – If It Ain’t Me (feat. K. Michelle)

Bring back a check
If it ain’t me then who?
You know it, and you know it
Tryna make excuses like I’m all yours
You had a hoe up in your coupe
Shit
Oh, oh, oh
You crazy, no more tears I’m faded
You know who it is
Can’t get no sleep and I’m drinking on activist
How is this happening?
I bet that bitch is such a bore
Then I got word from my cousin
Jack Daniels my baby
Somebody loves you baby
If it ain’t me then who?
If it ain’t me then who?

You know who it is
You know who it is

Fucked up… fucked up
If it ain’t me then who?

And you know who it is
Pour it in my cup, yeah
Ain’t no coming back to this
But my vibrator buzzing
I’m through with them savages
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
Petty niggas is the worst
And you know who it is
If it ain’t me then who?
She a thot, the bitch is loose
You know who it is
If it ain’t me then who?
Who you want to be fucking?
I was just with you and we was unwrapping and
If it ain’t me then who?
Forgot about you already
You know who it is
That you was fucking a buzzard
Who you loving when I go out on the tour?
[Verse 1: Trina]
You know who it is
You know who it is
I get dudes by the dozen
Baby, hold up, let me shoot (doot, doot, doot, doot)
No more love I’m wasting
You know who it is
If it ain’t me then who?
And you know who it is
[Intro: Trina]
I can hit her from the booth
Somebody loves you baby
Somebody loves you baby
I rode yo dick on the granite
Somebody loves you baby
You know it, and you know it

Say you at work but you wasn’t
Petty ass nigga
If it ain’t me then who?
I done packed up my shit
If it ain’t me then who?
[?] Then who?
Poof, I got motherfucking proof
How is this happening?
Somebody loves you baby
You know what I’m say– I can’t even believe I’m still even talking bout you. Like really you played yourself, my nigga I mean after me it’s like who like– done. Yeah, I mean, like seriously my nigga, if it’s not me then who? Like why we still even here?
All of them big things that come in them small packages
If it ain’t me then who?
Who you loving?
I know you may laugh at this nigga but damn
[Verse 2: Trina]
Table top dancers made your bottle just vanish
Michelle] [Verse 3: K.
[Chorus]
[Outro: Trina]
If it ain’t me then who?
You know who it is
I can’t believe you bought her boots

You’re no good boy
Michelle] [Chorus: K.
Somebody loves you baby
Ain’t got time to be hurt
That you been lying through your tooth
You know it, and you know it

Oh, oh, oh
You took my pussy for granted
Cause I got nigga groupies at me

DJ Tiesto & KSHMR – Harder (feat. Talay Riley)

When night’s callin’
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
Get back ???
Get back ???

Come meet me by there some
Goin’ deeper and deeper….
Gotta do it
Harder, all night long
Can we do it
Get back ???
Goin’ deeper and deeper and deeper
Can we do it
I am still fallin’
Get back ???
Harder, all night long
Harder, all night long
Ho Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Hold me close, When you’ll come
Harder, all night long
Keep on explanin’ and explanin’
Hand your heart in my hands
Ho Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Harder, all night long
Harder, all night long
Explainin’ Where you’ve been?
I keep admirin’, admirin’ admirin’

Gotta do it
Harder, all night long
Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Get back ???
I am still fallin’
Explainin’ Where you’ve been?

Keep on explanin’ and explanin’
Can we do it

Promise, Don’t made my head

Hansdi-Vasdi Maahi Ve
I keep admirin’, admirin’ admirin’

Harder, all night long
Harder, all night long
Goin’ deeper and deeper….
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
Can we do it
When you love, When you love
Harder, all night long

If you love, If you love
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan

Get back ???
Lagiyaan Ve Jaaniyaan
Gotta do it
My skin into skin, Uoo ???
When night’s callin’
Harder, all night long

Goin’ deeper and deeper and deeper
Harder, all night long
I don’t know what you have to lose?
Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan

The Killers – The Man

I’m the man
I’m the man

I got skin in the game

I got skin in the game
I’m the man, I’m the man
I know the score like the back of my hand
No-no-nothing can break, you can’t break me down
Right hand to God
Don’t try to teach me, I got nothing to learn
[Verse 2]
My testimony, but I take the stand

I got money in the bank
I’m the man, come round
I’m the man, I’m the man

Who’s the man with the plan?
I’m the man
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man

I got money in the bank
I got gas in the tank

USDA certified lean
‘Cause baby I’m gifted
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
No-no-nothing can break, no-nothing can break me down
I got a household name
They kiss on the ring, I carry the crown
Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
I got gas in the tank

I got skin in the game
No-no-nothing can break, you can’t break me down
[Bridge]
I’m the man, I’m the man
Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
[Chorus]
[Break]
I don’t give a damn
I’m the man, come round and
I’m the man
[Pre-Chorus]
When it comes to Friday, I always earn

I’m the man
You see what I mean?
Who’s the man with the plan?
I’m the man, I’m the man
I know the score like the back of my hand

I got gas in the tank
Them other boys, I don’t give a damn
Don’t need no advice, I got a plan
[Chorus]
Who’s the man with the plan?
[Pre-Chorus]

I’m the man, come round
Who’s the man with the plan?
Headed to the hall of fame
I don’t feel no pain
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
I’m the man
[Verse 1]
Them other boys, I don’t give a damn

I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
I know the direction, the lay of the land
I got money in the bank

I’m the man
Nothing can break, nothing can break me down

Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
First in command
I got news for you baby, you’re looking at the man
Who’s the man? Who’s the man?
[Chorus]

Portugal. The Man – Rich Friends

Electric fences hummin’ like a hive without a queen
I’ll campaign for anarchy
[Bridge: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
From the Capetown coliseums

We’re all trying to catch a free ride

Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
I could really really really
Cold disparity

Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
In all this gloom and doom
I been slippin’ through the cracks
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Use a rich rich friend like you

Use a rich rich friend like you
Cutting pain with poverty
[Bridge: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
But I’m not your property
[Bridge: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
Hey man I’m cool to lean on
I could really really really
Let me be your one-man army
I could really really really
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
From the temple to the tomb
[Break]
I could really really really
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone
See I’m crushing down these problems
Use a rich rich friend like you
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
[Verse 2: John Gourley]

Use a rich rich friend like you
From the temple to the tomb
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
I could really really really
[Verse 1: John Gourley]
Use a rich rich friend like you
Let me be your little sunshine
I could really really really

I’m just tryin’ to catch a free ride
[Verse 3: John Gourley]

Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
[Chorus: John Gourley & Zach Carothers]
Use a rich rich friend like you
[Chorus: John Gourley & Zach Carothers]

[Chorus: John Gourley & Zach Carothers]
Like I was clothed in Vaseline
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
Every day’s holiday when daddy’s gone

Phora – To The Moon

Let me stay the night
I just want to be
[Verse 2]
Yeah, she said she never been in love
You take me to another place
Broken trust

Just because you breathing don’t mean you alive
Through all the pain
Not your size
Your heart is pure
We follow dreams
The world is mine
They take us far
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
Yeah, let me love you
That "show you off like a trophy" love
Yeah, take me far
Yeah, she said she never been in love
I held you close
Don’t let me leave, just tell me "stay"
I know you need it
And all the scars
[Verse 1]
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
That "show you off like a trophy" love
That "need somebody just to hold you" love
Broken dreams
That never dies
But let me fix it
I think you’re the one
Later nights
Is like a rose
Everyone, they only take her love
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love
Lift me up
Everyone, they only take her love
And tell me everything you wanna say
We never sleep
My love for you, it never dies
Baby, you an angel, heaven knows
Your love is true
Can I be your one and only love?
Not your eyes
My love for you
The world is ours
It’s your soul and everything inside
I just want to be
I just want to be
[Chorus]
Was always real
Not your thighs
Broken hearts
The way I feel
Early mornings
But never sure
I think you’re the one

My love is real
Far away
All she ever did was give her love
It’s not your shape
‘Cuz I was never good at goodbyes
Let me be the one to show you love
Find a place, we’ll find a way
All we want
Always ready
Can I be your one and only love?

But only grows
To the stars
I never wanna drift away
I know you crave it
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
[Chorus]
My love for you, it never dies
I think you’re the one
That "need somebody just to hold you" love
And broken wings
All she ever did was give her love

Let me be the one to show you love
I know you hurt
That makes me feel
Show me how
I think you’re the one
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love
My love for you, it never fades
Not your curves
What’s mine is yours
To the moon
My love for you, it never fades
Yeah, she said she never been in love
That "need somebody just to hold you" love
I’ll hold you down
Show me every scar and let me kiss it
That "show you off like a trophy" love
Let me be the one to show you love
Can I be your one and only love?
All she ever did was give her love
You pushed away
Everyone, they only take her love
My love for you

[Chorus]
When I get lonely, baby, you’re the cure
Not your lips
I know you fiend it
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love

Joyner Lucas – Keep It 100

Some say that money rule the world
I need to speak to you with regards to some serious charges
[Verse 3]
I’m unable to take your call right now
He told her hop in the car
Keep it a 100
True
Yeah
I slaved away for ten hours a day at work and just finally got my check but the ATM isn’t working, shit
I want some beer, a beef jerky
Oh, you got a man?
Maybe someday soon
Don’t make me repeat myself
I dapped him up and got to sliding
Meet me outside the gas station on Park Ave, I’ll be waiting
She needed blunts for the gas
Hit up the plug and said "I know you got some bud, I need that with some pills"
He pull that hundred out his pocket, uncrinkled the corners
Like gotta calm down, damn"
Oh, there he go
The clerk rang him out and said
She needed change
Uhh
*smack*
Gimme the cash, follow instructions, don’t be fucking moving
Lucas Mr.
What a coincidence
And then she opened the door
Open up the glove compartment and told em to light this

Now keep it a 100
Save my name as Susan in your contacts
Can I use that red marker, sir?
And then everything stopped
Tell him I’m queer
That’s what she call Snow White, the white without seven dwarfs
The homie who won it walked off with the hundred
Never mind"
Money flopping and rumbling
Fuck, I don’t care
He’s jogging, skipping around
Yo
-A hundred
Keep it a 100
He pulls his dick out his pants
[Verse 1]
I ain’t tryna get caught up"
Stageside, watching this one bitch shaking and twirling
-Nah, I’m just saying, that’s a lot, bitch
Blessings and murder shit
She see that Benjamin Frank
She back to get back on her knees
Trying to get a hold of you now, this is the third time calling
But anyway they covered the plate and just continued praying
Turn around and count to a hundred if you love your life"
In the back of a halfway house
She’s thinking "I want that"
Now hand me the bread and place your hands on top of your head
Till his wallet fell on the ground
She needed gas for the Ford
She throw a hundred back at her purse and headed down to the store
A hundred sticking halfway out
She got on eye contacts
I know you heard that shit
Stuck it inside and then put it in his pocket
"Aye aye, don’t you make one muthafucking move
Yeah, keep it a 100
I snatched it up and went back to my wheels
That’s the right now, uhh

And I’m really hungry and thirsty
"Lord forgive me but I need this, I’ve been really static"

He walked into the same store on the block
Forgot she had a pimp
She needed cheese and some milk
That’s what she call heaven’s door
And then he took it
Check it
You need to get back to me as soon as possible
She got home and opened her purse as soon as she gets to the door
She bend over, he slaps her ass and puts some ones in her crack
So he says "fuck it, it’s mine"
Yes, in red, it’s like a phone number
Just so happen to be the same exact store that got robbed
So don’t even ask me how
His eyes is as big as his smile
Now she making eye contact
-A hundred
Busted it open all exotic and maybe she’s foreign
Then looked around to make sure nobody was looking
Off to the strip club with some drinks and some orders
Then continued driving his stuff
Come around and drive inside and, act normal like we ain’t making a transaction
And she went back to the streets
A homeless man walks by
Oh my God
Punch in a pin code and grab a hundred dollar bill
For real
Then put the cash in the glove compartment as I sat waiting
That nigga been looking for her ass for days
Off to the streets with the Lord
I said what number is that on the bill, what is that?
Looking for a spot in the cut
And he grabbed the hundred off the top and started staring at it
Make sure you hit me up when your boyfriend can’t do nothing for you
But you gotta do what you gotta do when it’s time for paying bills
She making eye contact
And she don’t like how this shit make her feel
After church the pastor opened it up and started saying
She wanna get high now, uhh
[Hook]
Took every single dollar and left her eye black and gray
But you gotta do what you gotta do when it’s time for paying bills
A number written in red
-Now how much for sex?
Sees a wallet, opens his eyes
Choice is yours
Peace
Then opened up his wallet
He said "I should’ve just bet that shit on tonight’s game"
Damn, it’s hot as hell
He be on the corner jamming getting drunk that-a-way
She rolled a hundred up and stuck it up her nose like
Money’s the root to all evil
One hundred
What is this?
If he had a phone he would call, but he doesn’t
Yeah, that pimp just lost that hundred dollars in that dice game
[Intro]
"That’ll be eighteen, twenty-five"
Or we’ll be showing up at your door with about 10 officers and some handcuffs
Oh, there it go
She sees that Benjamin Frank, she keep her eyes on that
Feeling so good, started hopping and jumping
Bout to light a cigarette while I …
That shit is just as weird as I thought
[Verse 2]
He see some bitch on the corner
He crinkled it up, walked off and put it in his pocket
Whatever nigga, nice game
For real
Cause I’d hate to kill you over something stupid
Damn
Somebody told me money rules the world
And if the store’s open, I need some cigarettes too
I know you heard that shit
[Voicemail: Officer Bradley]

(508)-507-2209"
I know you heard that shit
Grab the Benjamin off the floor, she feeling alive now, uhh
No stopping him from the prow
Off to go find him a whore
Back to the cash at the leash
Hurry the fuck up, look

Uhh, keep it a 100
Yo, wassup, this is Joyner
Hope that it’ll take away your sins
She looked up and seen the hand of God
And fuck your relationship, I ain’t worried about that
Damn, yo where’s this nigga at?
Money the root to all evil
-Fuck
It’s money

I don’t think she like how this shit make her feel
Transaction complete
Money’s the root to all evil
Held it up to see if it’s real or fake
Started stomping and running
-Damn, a hundred?
A hundred bucks in the dash and now he riding the course
-Come on, that’s not a lot
And then grabs it, opens to check what’s inside and to a surprise
Officer Michael Bradley with the police department
She got on eye contacts
"What what number is that?
Take that (what up, what up)
A couple dollars, a hundred bill with some writing
He whispers in her ear "How long are you here?
Take my tough advice
7-Eleven gambling throwing all his cash away, yup
-Why you playing?

She keep her eyes on that
Empty that register
And then he held that hundred out with the red number written on top
He put that hundred inside of collection plate on Sunday too
Blessings and murder shit
Maybe some ten percent juice
Somebody told me money rules the world
"Ooh God, it’s good"
"-How much for head?

"Come on bitch, yo hurry the fuck up
Few grams of coke on the table
She’s thinking "I want that"
For like three weeks
[Interlude: Cashier]

Counting them dollars, smoking tree while she sit on the floor
[Outro: Joyner Lucas]
Let me write my number on this hundred for you
Leave me a brief message and I’ll get back to you
I know you don’t need my help
She needed eggs and some dill
Blessings and murder shit
Tell me you single
She wanna retire soon, she swear to God
He takes a sip of his glass

Jaylien – Lucky Guy

You’ll be mine forever

I tell you that I love you
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
You already know that though
Don’t wanna put up a fight
Look at you
So now you gotta lie, lie
You know we act the fool
You know I got the juice
And every time we wake up, we text each other
You gotta hide your phone
Yeah, but you go home to him

You’ll be mine, you’ll be mine
[Outro]
You’ll be mine forever
Girl, I got everything you want, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
And every time we get together
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
Then you gotta go home
You know you’re mine, baby

Girl, you don’t even own my heart, no
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
Aw yeah, aw yeah, yeah
When we fuck, girl, it’s all mine
So he don’t find out what we doing
When we fuck, girl, it’s all mine

And I say goodbye
But I don’t wanna hide no more
[Chorus]
You’ll be mine forever
[Pre-Chorus]
He can’t keep you much longer
For real
And we both know you ain’t mind it, nah
And I say goodbye
Aw yeah
He can’t love you like I love you, girl, yeah
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy, oh, yeah, yeah
You’ll be mine forever, yeah
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
Your boyfriend’s a lucky guy
But you the only one I’m screwin’, it’s true
Aw yeah
You’ll be mine forever
[Verse 1]
Then you gotta go home
I want it tonight
Aw yeah, yeah
See I don’t wanna hide no more

Joe Gifted – Water (feat. Fronstree)

In that order
Rent paid, got it on my 10k

Bad bitch, good pussy connoisseur
It’s been a long time, long grind
Stay down stay down

I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
Kid straight, fam straight
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
[Bridge: Frontstreet]
Your bitch thirsty, she need water
Money calling pick up or jumpman 23 MJ
Neck piece on water
Told the bitch no offense, bring the bag
Ain’t going back to jail, that’s a no, no no Dikembe
Wrist game on water
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
Come up, you come up
New look , temp fade
Pockets on extra full
These hoes thirsty, need water

[Verse 2: Frontstreet]

My plug foreign so they had to deport him

In that order
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
In that order
[Verse 1: Joe Gifted]
Neck piece on water
Stay down stay down
He kept it silent so I had to reward him
Bad bitch with me, Kim K
Face card big good, thought you knew it
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
Time to shine, gotta get rich
[Hook: Joe Gifted]
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Time to shine, gotta get rich
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
These hoes thirsty, need water

Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
My neck hit, real water
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
[Bridge: Frontstreet]
Come up, you come up
Kid straight, fam straight

[Hook: Joe Gifted]
Fam straight, kid straight
Shawty fire, lighter fluid
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
Wrist hit, real water
These hoes thirsty, need water
Disrespectful, need water
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water (repeat)
Wrist game on water
Come up, you come up
[Bridge: Frontstreet]
[Hook: Joe Gifted]
No bull Frontstreet the best to do it
Stay down stay down
Kid straight, fam straight
Make sure it’s extra full
It’s been a long time, long grind
I’m the shit, the manure
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches

It’s been a long time, long grind
Time to shine, gotta get rich

Dizzee Rascal – Space

Don’t pet or pander, leave ’em hanging
Breddas on my line talkin’ ’bout, "Yo, Raskit, break me off"
That is so callous, they are the saddest Why do they talk like I am not established?
Gotta know your role, better state your case
Sittin’ here tryna realign my chakras
Space, you should wanna embrace
Give me the gas and the matches, I’ve been through hell and I swallowed the ashes, running this ting for so long as it happens, I’m knackered
Don’t follow the cattle, so quiet your chatter or you will get battered
Fuck all the swine and their bodily gases, roll with the rastas, Babylon’s calling me, nobody’s fooling me
Rip up and ravage, make it a habit for damage
Gotta know your role, better state your case
Can’t find enough time to dine on these rappers, all of these MCs are looking like tapas

When it all falls down better know your place
Driving me crackers, you bloody spackers should get off my knackers
[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
All of my enemies broken and shattered, sprinkling hate, they’re all over the shop and they’re scattered
Done with the racket, I will get erratic, all of my problems disappear like it’s magic

Never put money over whores, maybe or it’s crazy flawed, it’s a myth, life’s a gift, made me pause, catch my drift, smoke a spliff and get in them draws
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
[Sample]

It’ll be tragic
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard
"Discovery. Four computers now have primary control of critical vehicle functions."
"Lift off of Kepler-41b. The first flight of the Orbiter Discovery and the shuttle has cleared the tower
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
I’ll be damned, man to man

Why are they so full of malice? Making up fallacies, I’m in my palace blazing up the chalice with Alice
Alright, lift off and the clock has started
WorldStar, you could get dealt with on camera
Yes sir, reading you loud and clear
Never let a bredda get one over yours
Paid the cost to be the boss, ball and floss, Jesus died, he nailed himself into the cross

Space, space, space
Whole lotta baggage, you will not manage, I’m the full package
Space, space
Gotta know your role, better state your case
Where’s all the trappers? Where’s all the clappers?
Watch me blaze the beat, I must admit it hit just like a hammer
Space, space, space
Push out my chest and I big up my status
Or apparatus, put in the work and spend money on motors and slappers
[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
Giving a toss, know your worth, hold your turf, fuck the earth, and shake it off
"Discovery. Go at throttle up."
When it all falls down better know your place
Why do they make me feel guilty for gettin’ this money like my soul’s in tatters?
I do not roll with the masses, but big up the jungle is massive
[?] I’m bored, taking scores, and be sure
They’re wafer soft, I’m taking off
[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
Roger, Zero-T, and I feel fine[?] turning around
‘Cause I’m a gyalist and I’m the baddest, it’s not a travesty
Space, you should wanna embrace
[Sample]
[Intro]
Why are we frontin’ like it even matters?
"Roger roll, Discovery"
When it all falls down better know your place

Space, space, space
I am not timid and I am not passive, messing with me? You must be on some acid
Space, space, space
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
Breaking laws, breaking jaws, open paws
Still couldn’t please these backwards shit cunts, why would I take a loss?
I am not shaken, no need for maracas
Understand my grammar, I don’t stutter, lisp or stammer
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
"Three, two, one, zero, and lift off"
Bang your doors, bang your doors for the cause
Chatting my name till this day and I’m flattered, I am not easily rattled
Call me "Your Majesty," sometimes it feels like world’s on my phallus
Hit him with an open hand, release the anger
Space, you should wanna embrace
[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]
[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
It’s a banger for the mandem on the street and in the slammer
Yeah, uh
Space, space, space

2 Chainz, Trey Songz, Ty Dolla $ign & The Trap Choir – It’s A Vibe (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

That’s a vibe
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Your pussy drippin’
Pussy tight
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
I know you feel it (yah)
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
Got a vibe, make a yellow chick turn her neck (alright)
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
All the bitches like it
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
Get high
Dim the lights
Yah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe
Vibe is the realest
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Yeah, ooh
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
This my vibe, nigga
Different vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Yeah, hahaha
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
This one outta here, this is our year
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Am I your type?
That’s a vibe
Get high
It’s a vibe
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
Oh it’s a vibe

She wanna vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Yeah, that’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah

That’s a vibe
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Late night
[Intro: 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
Any volunteers?

Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Let me slide
Bust it, bust it wide
Yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear

That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
That’s a vibe, yeah
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)

Cardi B – Bodak Yellow (Money Moves)

I go to dinner & steak
I need to fill up the tank
You can’t hang around my block
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
Look, I might just chill in some bathe
Just in case these hoes forgot
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
And I just checked my accounts
You know where I be
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
These expensive, these is red bottoms
If you a pussy you get popped
No – I need to fill up the safe
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
I be in and out them banks so much
If I see you and I don’t speak
Look, I don’t dance now
‘Bout who ain’t fond of me
I put my hand above my hip
Turns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m rich
I don’t bother with these hoes
I got the trunk in the front
They see pictures, they say goals
I’m like okay
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I ain’t got no time to chill
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
[Verse 2]
[Hook]
Tell that lil bitch play her role
If I see you and I don’t speak
Don’t get comfortable
If you wanted to
I just a-rove in a Rolls
I’m the hottest in the street
I don’t wanna choose
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Now she say she gon’ do what to who?
I used to live in the P’s
Honestly, don’t give a fuck
Say I don’t gotta dance
I just run and check the mail
I make money moves
I make money move
You in the club just to party
That means I don’t fuck with you
Now it’s a crib with a gate
I’m there, I get paid a fee
These is bloody shoes
I just came up in a Wraith
I don’t wanna choose

Don’t get comfortable
I had to let these bitches know
At the store I can get them both
That none of they ni**as is safe

Dropped two mixtapes in six months
When I go fast as a horse
Don’t get comfortable
Hope you hoes know it ain’t cheap
I make bloody moves
If I see you and I don’t speak
Bet you come around my way
Roly got charms, look like frosted flakes

Say I don’t gotta dance

That means I don’t fuck with you
I make money moves
Think these hoes be mad at me
I don’t wanna choose
This shit is hot like a stove
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
These is bloody shoes
[Hook]
These expensive, these is red bottoms
I might just chill with your boo
What bitch working as hard as me?
Look, I don’t dance now
You a groupie, you a opp
Say I don’t gotta dance
My pussy glitter as gold
Only the real can relate
Another check from Mona Scott
I make bloody moves
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
I make money move
[Hook]
And the new whip
Got a bag & fixed my teeth
I say, I get the money and go
Know you prolly heard of me
You know where I’m at
Don’t let these hoes bother me
And I pay my mama bills
[Verse 1]
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
Their baby father want a feel
My pussy feel like a lake
I know they’re tired of me
I make bloody moves
At the store I can get them both

I might just feel on your babe
Bitch, I’m who they tryna be
That means I don’t fuck with you
If you wanted to
At the store I can get them both
I make money moves
I need to let all these hoes know
I’ll let him did what he want
He wanna swim with his face
Let’s find out and see, Cardi B
And I’m quick cut a nigga off so
I bet, you dip, he dip, she dip
I make money move
Look, I don’t dance now