Nicki Minaj – Ganja Burn lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns
(Where you gettin’ at, Nicki?)
Watch them cunts learn
Fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn
I move keys, but you hoes get one turn
Yeah, you get one turn, and one urn
I straighten all these bitches out with one perm
Who ever gassed ’em ain’t none of my concern
But, see the Lord showed me dreams to confirm
They done went to witch doctors to bury the Barbie
But I double back, kill bitches, bury the body
And that go for anybody, you’ll be thoroughly sorry
I could wage war or I come in peace like Gandhi
All my powers back now I’m scary to zombies
Bring the heat to a sizzle, I ain’t talking [?]
I done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my body
Abstaining from sex, had to zen my body
I ain’t giving, so don’t ask, I don’t lend my body
Gotta be king status to get in my body
(He gotta be king status to get in ya body?)
Fuck, yeah, cause a Queen is what I embody
[Chorus]
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, oh
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, oh
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
[Verse 2]
Yo, you can’t wear Nicki wig and just be Nicki
That’s like a fat nigga thinkin’ he can be Biggie
Oh you drink CÎROC now? You made one cold beat, now you Kanye? Unlike a lot of these hoes where the wack a lick
At least I can say I wrote every rap I spit
Put my blood, sweat and tears in perfecting my craft
Still every team’s number one pick in the draft
You could bring anybody, weather man, pick a day
Kobe, KD, Kyrie! Oh you a young G Herbo or Lil Bibby? You got about three stacks, now you André? You gotta have real skill
Gotta work for that
If it’s really your passion would you give the world for that? Pick a K
[Chorus]
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, oh
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn, oh
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Everytime I get high I just think about you
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
[Outro]
Aah, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na na
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na, na Okay, you P Diddy? You got a nigga named Jay, now you Yoncé? You put a part in your fade now you’re Nas babe?

Gaffa Tape Sandy – Meat Head

That makes you the worst kind criminal
Just wait ’till they catch you
You’ve got no excuse, don’t try to fake an alibi
You stand with your tendency to acidify
No is not an answer that is open to debate
My body is my body, it’s not yours to confiscate
I can’t live in a world where you can wait till the morning
and wake with a meat head
I’ll scream ’till my throat rips if you get away from this
‘Cause you’re too drunk to dance! You’re too drunk to dance! You’re too drunk to dance! You’re too drunk to dance! That makes you the worst kind criminal
Just wait ’till they catch you This house, this temple, is a castle of guilt
No one else but me was ever there when it was built
And you’re feeling down on yourself, but I don’t care
You’re feeling down on yourself, but I don’t care. were you trying to hypnotize me? You’re too drunk to dance! [Alternative rock music]

Get out of my bed, you don’t have a place beside me
What kind of tricks were those? You’re too drunk to dance! You’re too drunk to dance! ‘Cause you’re too drunk to dance!

Gil Sanders – Over the hill

ZAY
Are you ready looking like a [?] that
Never has been kissed
If you let me, I can help you cross it
Of your Bucket list
There’s no room for baggage, you’re upon this voyage
There are no regrets
Get off the quick sand, stick to the program
Don’t you get? Stuck in your past, just one day you’ll live
And one day you don’t
So, treat every breath as your last
but know there is still a long way to go
Before we are over the, over the, over the hill Stuck in your past, just one day you’ll live
And one day you don’t
So, treat every breath as your last
And know there is still a long way to go
Before we are over the, over the, over the hill
Sun is shining, but the paradox is you’re still in the dark
When you’re climbing you have to cut your losses
Or you’re bound to fall
Oh, there’s no room for baggage here upon this voyage
And no regrets
Get off the quick sand, stick to the program
Don’t you get? feat. Stuck in your past, just one day you’ll live
And one day you don’t
So, treat every breath as your last
but know there is still a long way to go
Before we are over the, over the, over the hill
Don’t you get?

Radio Stanley – A year from Heaven

Beau Nox
I think I’m better off leaving
Girl, you are the reason that I can ignore how I feel
Better off leaving
Girl, it’s five in the evening and no one can tell what is real
You’re gonna be better off alone
You don’t wanna be my tide
You don’t wanna see that side
I knock you down like diamond
It’s dangerous, I’m not alone, but I’m
I push you down
But you stay on top of my heart
I push you down ‘cause
You stay on top of my heart
I think I’m better off leaving
Girl, you are the reason that I can ignore how I feel
Better off leaving
Girl, it’s five in the evening and no one can tell what is real
I think you’d be better off alone
You don’t wanna be my tide
You don’t wanna see that side
I knock you down like diamond
It’s dangerous, I’m not alone, but I’m
I push you down
But you stay on top of my heart
I push you down ‘cause
You stay on top of my heart
Uh, baby baby
Uh, baby baby
You’re such dramatic
Called you a taxi,
How am I [??] that you had my heat
[?] probably’s an acting
So, money is a habit
Happy as a tablet, I want you to have it
[?] over reacting, yeah
I’m gonna be better off alone
You don’t wanna be my tide
You don’t wanna see that side
I knock you down like diamond
It’s dangerous, I’m not alone, but I’m
I push you down
I put you down ‘cause I’m all alone, all alone feat.

Taliwhoah – Soul Food feat. Arin Ray

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 Just when you talk to me
Feeling love when you talk to me
Did you fall when you walked with me? 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? 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
(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
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? 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 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?

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

(Huh?)
Who that there? (Word, word, word, b-b-b-blat)
Who want the smoke? Who want the smoke? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? Glock 40 in my coat
My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (fire, fire)
Suffocate him, hang him by the rope
Hot potato, bullet, let it go (brrt, brrt, brrt)
The .44 put him in a yolk (.44)
Pull up in the store, no, like he seen a ghost
And I got the kilo comin’ on the boat (kilo)
We gon’ move it fast, vamanos, vamanos (vamanos)
Niggas talkin’ foul on the d-low (foul)
[?] I’m standin’ at the line, shoot a free throw
Medical, I sip a couple lines of fineto
Impeccable, the Richard Mille line, man, it’s see-through (impeccable)
Who want the smoke? Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? (Ayy)
[Verse 3: Offset]
Offset! (Yeah) Baby girl I need to know (who?)
Who finna run get the rubbers from the store? (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Is you fuckin’? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? Word! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Huh?)
Who that there? (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) (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (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? (The smoke, who?)
Who want the smoke? (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 and aren’t makin’ amends
They don’t want none, I’ll say it again (yee!)
They don’t want none, I pray for their sins (hah)
[Chorus: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Cardi B]
Hotboxin’ in the whip (in the whip)
I don’t even smoke (smoke though)
But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it’s smoke (huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (word)
Chandelier (chandelier)
Can you hear? (Yeah, who?)
Who want the smoke? [Intro: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Lil’ Juice]
I fuck with this shit, man
Ha
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! [Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]
Hotboxin’ in the whip (in the whip)
I don’t even smoke (smoke though)
But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it’s smoke (huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (word)
Chandelier (chandelier)
Can you hear?

Pitbull – Free Free Free Lyrics

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 gusta, deja eso
[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time
Baby girl, how you so fine? 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? (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? Independent, welcome to the new me
Nothing like freedom I’d love to be free
A world takeover, times three
Hardest working man in the game, that’s me
He’s done, he’s over, he’s finished, let’s see (yeah right)
You clearly don’t know me
Mami wanna have some fun, mami show me
Mami wanna party, I poured her some Voli
She said I remember you at [?]
I said baby that’s the old me
Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso
[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time
Baby girl, how you so fine? (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 Yours truly
Mr.

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

[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 to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up, boo’d up)
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go (boo’d up)
Ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go
[Outro: Nicki Minaj & Quavo]
IPhone Ringtone
Hello? What’s happenin’? Babe, can you come and get me? I’m outside

Dumblonde – White Hot Lies lyrics

[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! [Outro]
Don’t stop electrify me
Your white hot lies electrify me 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.. [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.. [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? 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! 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?