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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Yao Ming, this money tall (This money tall)
I just checked the stats, niggas still waitin’ on me to fall (Fall)
Bitch got drip like me, walkin’ out in Louis leotard (Yeah)
These Turbo Wheezy wave beats got me singin’ to the top (Top)
Bedspread (Spread), Medusa head matchin’ my drawers (My drawers)
Amiri pants (Pants), belt Hermès, drippin’ it all (Drippin’ it all)
Goyard backpack stuffed with cash, I’m a young don (Don, don)
Life’s too fast (Fast), baby had to ask can she come (Come, uh)

[Verse]
Yes you can (Yes you), yes you can, yes you can (Say it again)
Yes you can (Huh), don’t pack no bags, you can shop when you land (Shop when you land)
Had to make grands, this is all God’s plan, you shoot out the van (Shoot out the van)
Went shoppin’ in Japan, spent more than my show, brought Thugger back some pants (Brought Thugger back some pants)
Yeah, amen (Amen)
When I pulled up, plushed out Benz, feel like the world was in my hands (My hands)
Thank God, forgave my sins, one of them nights he heard me prayin’
You got my backend, I bend it off top, ain’t no playin’ (Uh)
Every other day is a backend, people relate to what I’m sayin’ (I’m sayin’)
On the plane, gotta take Xans (Take Xans)
Drive the coupe, bought a sedan (Sedan)
Sent an invoice, what form of payment is you payin’? (What kind?)
Take a wire, card or cash (Cash)
You ain’t got it, lil’ nigga? Too bad (Too bad)
Left the valet with the keys to the Jag (To the Jag)
Aw, yeah, yeah
Ridin’ in the ‘Rari, got a bitch like Kylie with long hair (Long hair)
Couple of stars (Stars), to the party on Mars, yeah (Mars, yeah)
23 stories (Stories), talkin’ from the top, at the bottom can’t hear (At the bottom, can’t hear)
Lovin’ these drugs, so a nigga can’t feel (Can’t feel)
Show no fear (Fear)
Comme des Garçons button-down, pick a tear (Yeah), hard sip
Tellin’ me suck Gunna like seas, this big drip (Drip), all lips (All lips)
New whip, new bae, cute face, no waist (Yeah)
All hips (All hips)

[Chorus]
Yao Ming, this money tall
I just checked the stats, niggas still waitin’ on me to fall
Bitch got drip like me, walkin’ out in Louis leotard (Louis leotard)
These Turbo Wheezy wave beats got me singin’ to the top (Top)
Bedspread (Spread), Medusa head matchin’ my drawers (My drawers)
Amiri pants (Pants), belt Hermès, drippin’ it all (Drippin’ it all)
Goyard backpack stuffed with cash, I’m a young don (Don, don)
Life’s too fast (Fast), baby had to ask can she come (Come, uh)

[Outro]
Yes you can (Yes you), yes you can, yes you can (Say it again)

[Intro]
Makers
Run that back, Turbo
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I already bagged the pole (Bagged the pole)
You niggas too scared to go (Scared to go)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean it like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It’s a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin’ hard, we ain’t havin’ no hope (Havin’ no hope)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I’m the man (Bitch, I’m the man)
Did it with no advance (With no advance)
Gave my nigga a chance (Nigga a chance)
Tryna see what he gon’ do (What he gon’ do)
He done ran up them bands (Ran up them bands)
I done got me some bands too (Bands too)
I could drip on the ‘Gram too (Drip on the ‘Gram too)
Said my hood like the damn zoo (Damn zoo)
I can’t decide, which foreign car I’ma ride, mmh
That Phantom Rolls body is wide (Wide)
I made the boy bleed like the wives, mmh
I put some more rocks in the watch (Rocks)
Middle finger to the cops, mmh
Against the world like 2Pac (Pac)
Say the wrong word, get you shot (Shot)
The ho’ll love you when you hot (Hot)
Thank God, He gave me a shot (Oh)
The same ones that thought I was shy (Shy)
I took off and went straight to the top (Oh-oh)
You can’t feel me, a nigga too high (High)
You need to stop livin’ a lie (Lie)
You know we keep sticks like the Chi’ (Chi’)
I knew I’d be rich ‘fore I die (Die)
They won’t respect you ’til you try

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Head to toe)
I sip to the head and float (Head and float)
I already bagged the pole (Bagged the pole)
You niggas too scared to go (Scared to go)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean it like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It’s a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin’ hard, we ain’t havin’ no hope (Hard)

[Verse 2]
I got luck like a charm (Charm)
Fifty racks on her arm (Racks)
My tsunami a storm (Tsunami a storm)
I stay fly, I was airborne (Airborne)
Fuck these hoes like it’s porn (Porn)
I get higher than Osborne (Osborne)
I like captions for tourin’ (Tourin’)
Gettin’ money is so important (Important)
Niggas thought I was done (Done)
Oh, I can go on and on (On and on)
My car is a foreign (Car is a foreign)
I crank up and start soarin’ (Yeah)
My heart is torn (Heart is torn)
Shoot a movie like Barry Gordon (Gordon)
A star was born (Star, star)
My left wrist like a damn storm (Storm)
My life a lil’ fun (Fun)
Ain’t no one of my hoes boring (Boring)
Got Chanel by the ton (Chanel by the ton)
More Sheneneh than Martin Lawrence (Sheneneh)
Skinny jeans with a gun (Jeans with a gun)
Play with me, it’s a whole war (Whole war)
I ain’t finished or done (Finished or done)
We got some, but we come to get more (We come to get more)

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Designer head to toe (Yeah)
I sip to the head and float (Yeah)
I already bagged the pole (Yeah)
You niggas too scared to go (Yeah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I clean it like hands and soap (Hands and soap)
Get a mink, let it drag on the floor (Drag on the floor)
It’s a nine in the bag that I tote (Bag that I tote)
Workin’ hard, we ain’t havin’ no hope (Go)

[Outro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Intro]
Wop, brr
You are the mirror of my—
Wop

[Verse 1]
Rollin’ like a mothafucka, high as a kite
Like a hooker in church, I’m sweatin’ like a bitch
Lit like a wick, sharp as a tick
Don’t slip on the drip, 10K on the kicks
Metro on my beat, Guwop from the East
So play if you want, get shot in the teeth
I cop new time pieces, a million at least
I cop ’em in threes, a million a piece (Well damn)
I’m jumpin’ the list for the car that you wish
Deep-dish rims that I bought from the fish
My arm in the pot, I’m cookin’ the dish
I’m workin’ my move, I’m twistin’ my wrist

[Chorus]
I fathered the style, gave you all the wave
But I didn’t get nothin’ for Father’s Day
But I was the one servin’ all the J’s
I was the one cookin’ all the yay
I fathered the style, gave you all the wave
But I didn’t get nothin’ for Father’s Day
But I was the one servin’ all the J’s
I was the one cookin’ all the yay (It’s Gucci)

[Verse 2]
Pick your face up, stop droolin’
Haters on my page, not trollin’ (Wizzy)
Took the girls out, no golden (Huh)
Call me red carpet, shorty, I’m posin’ (Wop)
Nigga knowin’ damn well he can’t hold me (No)
Plug limit old me, I paid him (Yeah)
Told him, “Thank you” ’cause it was a favor
Thank God ’cause he showed me favor (Lord)
Trap God, now I got all flavors
Won my Vanguard lifetime achievement
I ain’t showed the whole world I’m resilient
Hell, all these rappers my children (Yeah)
Brick factory, I breed villains (True)
Told my young niggas it’s no ceilin’ (Huh)
God willin’, run you up a billion (God)
Fuck feelings, run to the millions (Wop)

[Chorus]
I fathered the style, gave you all the wave (Day)
But I didn’t get nothin’ for Father’s Day (Posse)
But I was the one servin’ all the J’s
I was the one cookin’ all the yay
I fathered the style, gave you all the wave (Day)
But I didn’t get nothin’ for Father’s Day (Posse)
But I was the one servin’ all the J’s
I was the one cookin’ all the yay (It’s Gucci)

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Man in the mirror my hero
He helped me send in my ego
And I think I’m bad like Michael
He bring me back down to Tito
Man in the mirror my hero
He helped me see like an eagle
He helped me hear all my enemies cry wolf
Then he saw me take off my sheep clothes

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Hasta la vista, Adios
Beat the eyes like mosquitoes
Keep in mind I’m a negro so my open mind got a screen door
Bitches wanna come play the lead role
And end up with nothin but B-roll
Sit in the dick in a C-4
Then I come back with a cheap coat
Pill bottle only half full
But fuck it my nigga, I’m past good
Text a bitch, rubbin’ my tats good
But before she do, bitch, wash yo hands good
I’m flexin’ muscles that you can’t pull
You can’t make a fist cause I’m a handful
I never really knew my dad good
But still grew up to be the big bad wolf
You always see me with the white cup
Some people say that is a bad look
But take a good look at what you are lookin’ at
You never never know when it’s your last look
It’s written all over my face
These tattoos, they can’t be erased
One of a kind, I can’t be replaced
In case, that mirror breaks

[Chrous: Nivea]
Well it’s been way too long
And I wonder what it’s been like
Tryna get back right with ya
It’s hard being on my own
Or at least that’s what it feels like
Wanna get back right with ya
It’s been way too long
And I wonder what it’s been like

[Post-Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Man in the mirror my hero
He helped me center my evil
I see the fire in his eyes
But he keep my blood temperature zero
Man in the mirror my ‘migo
Creme de la, creme de la creole
Couple a cracks in the mirror, he been through the cracks
I see no cracks in me, though

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Daytime, start to turn black
Everything stop like start to twirl
Thank God, Weezy back, order is restored, all is right with the world
Last time, because we lost time
No free time, till I bought time
No tee time, no off time
No me time, on y’all time
Blessins’, showers from the north side
From the brightest flower out the darkest skies
Love is blind, but we caught eyes
It’s a bumpy road, but a joyride
Still, can’t ignore my rappin’ tight
Like my hunger sharp, but [?]
Still the mothafuckin’ best rapper, A-live
Nigga, y’all died

[Chrous: Nivea]
Well it’s been way too long
And I wonder what it’s been like
Tryna get back right with ya
It’s hard being on my own
Or at least that’s what it feels like
Wanna get back right with ya
It’s been way too long
And I wonder what it’s been like
Well it’s been way too long
And I wonder what it’s been like
Tryna get back right with ya
It’s hard being on my own
Or at least that’s what it feels like
Wanna get back right with ya
It’s been way too long
And I wonder what it’s been like

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Man in the mirror my hero
He he got me centered, my ego
And I think I’m bad like Michael
He bring me back down to Tito
Written all over my face
Tattoos that can’t be erased
One of a kind, I can’t be erased
In case, them be the breaks

I lost, I was lingering in the dark
Hot ties, don’t you know I’ve seen them all?
Ain’t want to preach, ain’t want to speak of what I don’t know
I’ve laid that burden down

With one hand I’m reaching for the sky
And one hand holding on [?]
But won’t raise my, won’t raise my white flag
In this life
The moment I surrender, burry me in the ground
I’d die before you say you take the bow
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won’t surrender,
Praise the Lord, my soul will take
Thank God, I live to die another day
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won’t raise my white flag till I’m through

I’ll find my way, find a way to trading first
My name ain’t a stranger to the dirt
It’s been dragged around
It’s been kicked around
And never lied, never [?]
Ooh, but I defy before I lose the right
And take the time to watch the river rise
But won’t raise my, won’t raise my white flag
In this life
The moment I surrender, bury me in the ground
I’d die before you see me take the bow
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won’t surrender,
Praise the Lord, my soul will take
Thank God, I live to die another day
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won’t raise my white flag till I’m through

I won’t raise my, I won’t raise my
I won’t raise my white flag till I’m through
Till I’m through
Yeah

The moment I surrender, bury me in the ground
I’d die before you see me take the bow
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won’t surrender,
Praise the Lord, my soul will take
Thank God, I live to die another day
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won’t raise my white flag, no
I won’t raise my white flag till I’m through

I won’t raise my, I won’t raise my
I won’t raise my white flag till I’m through
I won’t raise my, I won’t raise my
I won’t raise my white flag till I’m through

[Verse 1]
My ex used to tell me I’m flawless
When laying low with other girls
Believed him when he said he was honest
Then blamed myself when I got hurt
My ex used to tell me I’m selfish
But never did he put me first
Ignore me and he’d do it on purpose
Just to have the last word

[Pre-Chorus]
But now you wanna love me, who knows what you’ll find
It won’t be easy, but I’m down for the ride
Just remember
You’re not my ex, no
I know I can be troubled, Lord knows that it’s hard
It won’t be simple when I give you my heart
Just remember
I’m not your ex

[Chorus]
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me (baby)
I won’t promise I won’t walk away
I can promise it won’t be the same

[Verse 2]
My ex used to tell me “No male friends
Cut them off if you really care”
I would go away, couple days, hundred girls at his place
Games night, truth or dare (huh)
My ex used to tell me he’s so chill
Then steal my phone, so I couldn’t leave, yes
Act a clown, run his mouth, cussing out, put me down
Thank God, I set me free

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause now you wanna love me, who knows what you’ll find (mm)
It won’t be easy, but I’m down for the ride
Just remember
You’re not my ex (mm, mmm)
I know I can be troubled, Lord knows that it’s hard
It won’t be simple and when I give you my heart
Just remember
I’m not your ex (ye-ye-ye-yes)

[Chorus]
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me
I won’t promise I won’t walk away
I can promise it won’t be the same

[Outro]
No, oh, oh, yeah
It won’t be the same (yeah)
It won’t be the same (no, no)
It won’t be the same
I’m fallin’ for you, you are fallin’ for me (you are)
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them (your ex)
And I’m not your ex
And you’re not my ex
You’re not my ex
Mmm, mmm, mmm

(feat. SZA)

[Refrain: ScHoolboy Q]
Hoes ain’t callin’
The cocaine rock
World keep spinnin’
The block stay hot
The block stay hot
The block stay hot
World keep spinnin’

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Thank God for the game
My TV screen off the chain
My bitch, she off the chain
I came from the grain
The sidewalk chalk
The block stay hot
Paranoid, the cop that keep my gear in park
Pull me out the car to give me black thought
But fuck it, this shit’s all kinda player
This shit my mama flavor
This that raised by your granny, pistols and Now & Laters
Your pops was way too busy, missin’ your mom’s labor
Grew up just like your daddy
Packin’ baggies in alleys
To where the streets is your family
Gettin’ burnt by the same cop
Go to jail for a year and come home
Two of your niggas dropped
You know how that feelin’ feel
In the field, when it’s gettin’ real
More bullets to go around
Come jump in this water, nigga
You still with your mama livin’
30 with no ambition
Your kid got no pot to piss in
You sayin’ some nigga fake
You’re selfish and sad, nigga you’re lame (and go on)
You hatin’ on another man’s success
Because the nigga blessed and wouldn’t let you finesse
You got the game all twisted
You’re leechin’ worse than these ladies
Your inner nigga ain’t aging
Reason the hood stay shady

[Hook: SZA]
Who you do when you want?
Boy think you got this
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Hoes ain’t callin’ like you want
Only ones you got passed
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?

[Refrain: ScHoolboy Q]
Hoes ain’t callin’
The cocaine rock
World keep spinnin’
The block stay hot

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Really with it for real
We fuckin’ hoes for real
Gettin’ paper for real, nigga
I play for the bills, nigga
I really sold pills
Smokin’ weed for my ills
Breakin’ weed in my whip
Just got an ounch on a bitch
Still our motive be commas
And still my life isn’t promised
Still nervous as drivers
You see them lights get behind us
They pull me out for my priors
Won’t let me freeze ‘fore they fire
You say that footage a liar
They want my flow in the dryer
I’m at the top aimin’ higher
My lawyers stay on retainer
When white folks point the finger
Place my neck on that hanger
Shit, no wonder we riot
Niggas still killin’ niggas
Child support killin’ niggas
Cops enslavin’ us niggas
Little girls killin’ mothers
They treat their kid like a brotha
Fathers stuck with them lifers
Kept it real with his niggas
But left his kid for the suckas, shit no wonder we bang
Damn shame, mane, some things will never change

[Hook: SZA]
Who you do when you want?
Boy think you got this
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Hoes ain’t callin’ like you want
Only ones you got passed
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?

(feat. Travis Scott & A-Trak)

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Take a molly like communion (pop one)
My lil’ girl like, “What you doin’?” (flash one)
I’m just tryna even out my odds (ride)
Sip and sip ’til I feel like a God (God)
You’re my cup overflowin’ (you know it, you know it)
Fucked up and you know it (you know it, you know it)
I swear I feel like I’m floatin’ (let’s ride)
Feel like everybody knows it (ride)

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yah (yah)
Everybody must know it (ooh)
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yah (yah, yah)
Tell the world, yeah, I’m floatin’ (it’s lit)
They ain’t think I’d ever go and flex like this
Never had plans on gettin’ less than this
My God, I know what a blessing is
Thank God, I know what a blessing is

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Prayers up
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
My God, I know what a blessing is
Thank God, I know what a blessing is (yah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Smokin’ loud, like to pour lean (pour lean)
Luxury wheels that you know we in (know we in)
Mama said she wants me in the church (praise God)
Before the day they put me in a hearse (thank God)
But I just feel like God when the liquor hit (straight up)
If only God can judge me, then I’m innocent (straight up)
‘Cause every time I’m adding up my dividends (yah)
At the same time I add my blessings up (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yah (straight up)
Everybody must know it (straight up)
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yah (yah)
Tell the world, yeah, I’m floatin’ (ooh)
They ain’t think I’d ever go and flex like this (ooh)
Never had plans on gettin’ less to this
My God, I know what a blessing is (ooh)
Thank God, I know what a blessing is (ooh)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Prayers up
Whole squad sending prayers up (prayers up)
Purple drank in my prayer cup (prayer cup)
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup (ooh, ah)
Whole squad sending prayers up (yah-e-yah)
My God, I know what a blessing is (yeah)
Thank God, I know what a blessing is (yah)

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Straight up, up, alright
Straight up, yah
It’s lit, busy, busy, busy, busy
Alright, ooh
Straight up, yah, yah
Yeah, I’m up, yah

[Verse 1: Mark Hoppus]
Can you read my thoughts
I’m not sure what I said
I feel dumb and long night coming
Did you steal my prayers
I don’t know where I was
I feel numb and all or nothing

[Chorus: Mark Hoppus & Matt Skiba]
It’s Friday night let’s lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
Because we got no control
Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times we ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands
Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend

[Verse 2: Matt Skiba]
I can feel my head
Falling off my neck
I need something to keep going
So just take my hand
Only seconds left
The clock’s running our time’s coming

[Chorus: Mark Hoppus & Matt Skiba]
It’s Friday night let’s lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
Because we got no control
Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times we ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands
Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend

[Chorus: Mark Hoppus & Matt Skiba]
It’s Friday night let’s lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
Because we got no control
Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times we ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands
Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend

(feat. Xperience)

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Moms and pops, they used to take us to church
Saying “If you don’t believe, then the prayin’ don’t work”
With the beatbox I got free on the pavement, I’m first
Music brought me to my knees, I found faith in a verse
So dear Spirit, I know I gotta take a chance
And my mistakes and shortcomings finally made a man
I got some issues, I got problems, gotta make amends
I watch my daughter giggin’ in the kitchen to the safety dance
This shit right here, we call love
You can’t put that into words, but feel that in your gut
The goosebumps on my arms, I watch the fallin’ sun
Kiss my daughter and say “Thank God” as I wake up
Oh I know, yeah, I know now
And I’m up, but I’m aware that it goes down
Travelled ’round the globe, I needed to slow down
And no better feeling riding ’round in my hometown

[Chorus: Xperience]
Hope I’m feeling this good when it’s Monday mornin’
Been doing my own thing, can’t say that I’m sorry
And I can only pray someday that we’ll all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Oh my God, oh my God
No other person on this earth could ever take my job
This my life, it was planned, I can’t take it off
Bruised elbows, knees scraped, I learned to take a fall
My mistake, my mistake
Karma waits, karma waits
But I’ll be brave, I’ll be brave
The pain seems more than I could take, I could take
I learn more from loss than the gain, than the gain
New state of mind, I feel like taking my time
And that laidback reclines, still pushing that ’85 Lac
Windows down, city passing by, like a timelapse
The weatherman be trippin’, so that ceiling got that white rag, ay
We came so far, just some kids in the city tryna make some art
Leave some change in the fountain, hope to make my mark
You see I was given a role, never played my part

[Chorus: Xperience]
Hope I’m feeling this good when it’s Monday mornin’
Been doing my own thing, can’t say that I’m sorry
And I can only pray someday that we’ll all be
More than just okay, we can be so free
And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah
I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah

[Outro]
I can have a life to– I have life today. I rely on that constant communication with my higher power, more so than anybody these days. And I realized, that’s kinda all I need. And then, of course, y’all appear, right, y’all appear, things appear, and situations appear. And I realize, that’s God working through me, if I allow myself to be that vessel.

[Verse 1]
Thank God it’s Friday
Got my paycheck and I’m going home
Leaving my job, on the highway, turn up my stereo
Because last weekend sucked
But this one’s gonna be different
Because it’s fucking Friday, I’m getting drunk and we gonna kick it
Then my friend’s like, “Hey man, what’s going on?” (“I don’t know”)
We all know though that we’re gonna get drunk at the club
Get it crunk to the same shit we did the week before
Meet at the store
Free funking in my house
In high school it was drinking games
Bad house parties in Ike’s house
But now we go on the town
We gotta hit the club
We gotta spend them bucks
And we gotta get it crunk
Seven for a drink and fifteen cash at the entrance
And thank heavens Wells Fargo’s got overdraft protection
We walked up in
Yes, they’re spinning R.Kelly’s remix to the remix about a chick and skeeted on her belly
The females (woop, woop) they’re done and there’re plenty
I got two dollars… ah, charge it, bartender a round of Henny!

[Hook]
We’re going to the club, club
Pour me another one, gotta get numb, numb
Hopefully end up with a girl I can fuck, fuck
Oops, baby you know that I meant love, love
Who’s coming with me back to my tub, tub?
“Now, Macklemore, you know you ain’t got no hot tub, man,” tub, tub
Shut up man, she don’t know us, us
Everybody toast your glasses, tonight’s the best night ever
Now who’s getting hammered?

[Verse 2]
I’m on the wall drunk as fuck
Like this sucks, I’m hella bored
Decided to cut the rug with a female, like stellar on the floor
Break her off her stiletto, sore
Thought she was Puerto Rican, started talking
I’m like, “Woops, it’s a honky, she’s just hella orange”
My homie’s like, “Mack, what you tell her for? She was feeling you”
“Dawg, I could peel her foo, this is Washington not Florida”
The white girls are looking for some big black dick
The black girls are all, “Yeah he’s cute for a white guy, but that’s about it”
Asians kicking with Asians
And the Latinos are too beautiful
Wish I could confidently be like, “Girl you don’t know what I could do to you”
Get her back to the pad and probably bust in my pants
She’d be like, “Ooh, ah, pappy,” I’d be like… sorry
Think I’mma buy you a drink? Better find you a shrink
(“I’m rich bitch, psych”)
I sling CDs and grind tapes, bet your boyfriend can’t spit
Get the clit to vibrate
I should have stayed home, I get more chicks on MySpace

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
There’s that sweaty girl (sweaty girl)
In the corner on e-bomb
Thinking she’s in a Missy video but really looks like a retard
And there’s the wall muggers (wall muggers)
That shout just to seem hard
And there’s the ball suckers (ball suckers)
That fight and just seem odd
I spent seventy-five dollars and these drinks don’t work
Who the hell’s this ugly, taint skank?
Why are my friends in pink shirts?
My hat’s too big
My air-force’s were clean when I came here
Now they’re stained in beer
And who peed on my white tee?
I thought this was the spot, I was supposed to get jocked
There’s a dude talking on chickens and they’re clucking for cocks
Funny thing is, we’re all insecure
That’s why we call the bartender and tell him to give us a beer
Until our judgement is blurred and little voices slush and they slur
We getting faded, waking up hungover and going to work
Do it every weekend, this is the life
You better peep it
And it ain’t no secret the club sucks, but do we go?
Better believe it!

[Hook]

[Verse 1]
My ex used to tell me I’m flawless
When laying low with other girls
Believed him when he said he was honest
Then blamed myself when I got hurt
My ex used to tell me I’m selfish
But never did he put me first
Ignore me and he’d do it on purpose
Just to have the last word

[Pre-Chorus]
But now you wanna love me, who knows what you’ll find
It won’t be easy, but I’m down for the ride
Just remember
You’re not my ex, no
I know I can be troubled, Lord knows that it’s hard
It won’t be simple when I give you my heart
Just remember
I’m not your ex

[Chorus]
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me (baby)
I won’t promise I won’t walk away
I can promise it won’t be the same

[Verse 2]
My ex used to tell me “No male friends
Cut them off if you really care”
I would go away, couple days, hundred girls at his place
Games night, truth or dare (huh)
My ex used to tell me he’s so chill
Then steal my phone, so I couldn’t leave, yes
Act a clown, run his mouth, cussing out, put me down
Thank God, I set me free

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause now you wanna love me, who knows what you’ll find (mm)
It won’t be easy, but I’m down for the ride
Just remember
You’re not my ex (mm, mmm)
I know I can be troubled, Lord knows that it’s hard
It won’t be simple and when I give you my heart
Just remember
I’m not your ex (Ye-ye-ye-yes)

[Chorus]
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
I’m falling for you, you’re falling for me
I won’t promise I won’t walk away
I can promise it won’t be the same

[Outro]
No, oh, oh, yeah
It won’t be the same (yeah)
It won’t be the same (no, no)
It won’t be the same
I’m fallin’ for you, you are fallin’ for me (you are)
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them (your ex)
And I’m not your ex
And you’re not my ex
You’re not my ex
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Hook:
The devil is a sly ole fox if I could catch him I would put him in a box and lock the lid and lose the key for all those tricks he played on me.

1st Verse:

Coal used to be king but now it’s not clean
Immigrants recruited but now they are booted
All the jobs that used to be went to poorer people we cannot see
Indians used to roam the plains now they roam the casino games
Girls being abused since the day they were born and not knowing what they were being used for
Keeping Jerry and Maury on a long run
It’s a shame they don’t know where they came from
Priest loving boys and shunning girls
Kids hungry and cannot buy a lunch while being bullied by the Brady bunch
Priest loving boys and shunning girls

Chorus: Trickery Slickery he be skinning and grinning…. Repeat

2nd Verse:

Dr. Huxtable dispensing pills just for his thrills
Doctor’s use to be healers but now they are dealers
Took the Prince and King of Pop
When will it stop?
Pretty soon the Juice will be loose
I am sure he will be cutting up again
Thank God for our Sanctuary States amen amen amen

Chorus: Trickery Slickery he be lying more lying… Repeat

Bridge; Well this is what I learned

[Intro]
Let’s be rebellious baby

[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
No turnin’ back now
I’m already sold on it
You came and convinced me
I wanna get this over with
Thank God the teenagers takin’ over the world
And all you old school niggas should just go fishing for pearls

[Pre-Chorus]
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
Well get on up and jam y’all

[Chorus]
I came to jam tonight
And I came to party
Well I come to jam tonight
Life makes me horny

[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]
They talk about yesterday
But I’m just thinkin ’bout tonight
Don’t take it no kind of way
But I just wanna dance alright
Thank God the teenagers takin’ over the world
And all you yesterday people should stay in your bed and curl

[Pre-Chorus]
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
Well get on up and jam y’all

[Chorus]
I came to jam tonight
And I came to party
Well I come to jam tonight (Haha, yeah)
Life makes me horny (Uh, damn right)

[Verse 3: Shay Haley]
I am a ten-to-five
I am a happy dryer
Your uphill makes my mouth dry
C’mon let’s wash saliva
Don’t you wanna feel some love
Everybody is high on drugs
Got problems with some wookie
I am the nookie piper

[Pharrell Williams]
Thank God the teenagers takin over the world
And when you open up your eyes I hope you old fucks just hurl

[Pre-Chorus]
Look here
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
You ain’t seen nothin yet
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
I came to sweat
Well get on up and jam y’all

[Chorus]
I came to jam tonight
And I came to party
Well I come to jam tonight
Life makes me horny

[Verse 1]
Once upon your favorite dream
Things were different but familiar
Straw was stickin’ out your seat
Everything was technicolor
Isn’t it sad to be back in black-and-white?
No yellow road, no witch to fight?
Too bad there’s no place like home

[Chorus]
You ain’t dead yet
Twenty-seven came and went
Now you live to fight another day
As the hero of the carpool lane
Day by day, if the posted limit you obey
Then the biggest shot in your life
Will be dressed with salt and lime

[Verse 2]
Once upon a terrible dream
You couldn’t move a muscle
Can’t even pick an apple off of a tree
Without gettin’ into trouble
Isn’t it good to be back in black-and-white?
No yellow road, no witch inside?
Thank God there’s no place like home

[Bridge]
Scarcrow ain’t got nothin’ on me
I’m thinkin’, I’m blinkin’, I’m blinkin’ today
The lie never was cowardly
‘Cause I’m shrinkin’, I’m shrinkin’, I’m shrinkin’ away
The tin man ain’t got nothin’ on you
Your heart is beatin’, beatin’ ’cause…

[Chorus]
You ain’t dead yet
Twenty-seven came and went
Now you live to fight another day
As the hero of the carpool lane
Day by day, if the posted limit you obey
Then the biggest shot in your life
Will come dressed with salt and lime

[Intro]
Eh-XCX

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
‘Bout to do it big
Stretch, stretch limousine-uh
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
Angel in the clouds rain down, best believe it
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
‘Bout to do it big
Stretch, stretch limousine-uh
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
Angel in the clouds rain down, yeah

[Verse 1: Starrah]
Beemer on Monday (Flex)
Benz on a Tuesday (Benz, Benz, Benz)
Lambo’ on Wednesday (Lambo’ on, Lambo’ on)
‘Rari on Thursday (Flex with my friends)
Thank God it’s Friday (Thank God)
Thank God it’s flex on my haters, and ride day (skrrt, skrrt)
Purple and yellow, I’m mixy (Mix it up)
I need my exes to miss me (Need you to miss me up)
‘Member the days they would diss me (Diss me)
I know they out tryna’ get me (Now they wanna hit me up)
‘Member they said I wouldn’t get it, I got it
I went to go get it, I get it, I got it
I went to go get it, I get it, I got it
I went to go get it, I get it, I got it

[Verse 2: Raye]
Went to go get it, I get it, I got it
Went to go sleep while I dream ’bout this money
These boys tryna’ hit me up
But I’m on my job, so no, I’m not on it
Bake, bake, bake, bake
I’m not a chef, but I’m getting caked
When I was ten, I was on my way
Askin’ my Daddy that I was gon’ make it
Independent in my whip like rrr
In my baggy jeans, I’m pullin’ up like skrrt
Diamonds, diamonds on my wrist
Charli, Charli, where you been?
Yeah, this party’s kinda shit
Should we dip in your whip?
Ahh

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
‘Bout to do it big
Stretch, stretch limousine-uh
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
Angel in the clouds rain down, best believe it
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
‘Bout to do it big
Stretch, stretch limousine-uh
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
Angel in the clouds rain down, yeah

[Bridge: Charli XCX]
Yeah, I’m an angel in the atmosphere
Up in the penthouse, come and say my name
But sometimes I just wanna disappear
So then I spread my wings and fly away
Yeah, I’m an angel in the atmosphere
Up in the penthouse, come and say my name
But sometimes I just wanna disappear
So then I spread my wings and fly
(Fly, Fl-fl-fly, fly)

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
‘Bout to do it big
Stretch, stretch limousine-uh
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
Angel in the clouds rain down, best believe it
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
‘Bout to do it big
Stretch, stretch limousine-uh
I’m a dreamer
Step, step out the Beemer
Angel in the clouds rain down, yeah

[Outro: Charli XCX]
Dreamer, dreamer
Beemer, Beemer
Dreamer, dreamer, dreamer
Beemer, Beemer, yeah
Dreamer, dreamer
Beemer, Beemer
Dreamer, dreamer, dreamer
Beemer, Beemer

[Chorus]
This goes for all around the world
To the world is gone
This go all around the world
So we carry on
This goes for all around the world
To the world is gone
This go all around the world
So we carry on, git, git!

[Verse 1]
Thank God I got it
Thank God, yeah, nigga, I got it
Thank God, cut the trills, they watchin’
Thank God I be gettin’, can’t stop it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I be countin’ this money
Thank God, thinkin’, livin’, they funny
Livin’ close, yeah and countin’ these hundreds, oh shit
I be livin’ life on the ball shit
I’ma cop me a wheel and I ghost it
Black and white, it’s the panda, the ghost is
Give a toast to the Grammy’s, I go shit
All night with the bag
All night with the swag
All night with the bag
All

[Chorus]
This goes for all around the world
To the world is gone
This go all around the world
So we carry on
This goes for all around the world
To the world is gone
This go all around the world
So we carry on, git, git

[Verse 2]
They say I go, got it, I go, get
I’m on top of the world on my ball shit
In the party, get it started, get retarded
Baby what’s your favorite car, the Aston Martin?
Gotta hit on the gas just to get it started
Gotta kick on the gas just to get it started
Hear the ‘Rari, hear it mumble, hear it roar
Say that she hate monsters
Engine started, she hate monsters
Engine farted, she hate monsters
Get retarded, I’ve been chillin’
I drink out and go to Beamers
Lord I need it, Lord I need it, Lord I need it
Got them mad ’cause I drill and they all defeated
I be ridin’, keep sayin’, “Lord, ’cause I need it”
Lord I need it, Lord I need it, Lord I need it
‘Cause he help me come back from all my demons

[Chorus]
This goes for all around the world
To the world is gone
This go all around the world
So we carry on
This goes for all around the world
To the world is gone
This go all around the world
So we carry on

[Verse 1]
Another life, another love
Another kill, another drug
Another touch, another taste
Oh, oh, oh
Another night, another war
Another “What are we fighting for?”
Another lost to bitter pain
Oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Is everybody out here crazy?
Anybody want a war, war?
Everybody out here crazy, crazy
Hail to the victor

[Post-Chorus]
Hail to the victor
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 2]
Another dusk, another dawn
Another game, another god
Another day to buy your fate
Oh, oh, oh
Took a left to right a wrong
Another battle in Babylon
Out of luck, but full of faith
Oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Is everybody out here crazy?
Anybody want a war, war?
Everybody out here crazy, crazy
Hail to the victor

[Post-Chorus]
Hail to the victor
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Bridge]
I swear on Heaven and Hell
This is my revenge
Thank God, I’m high up above
This is not the end
My friend, it’s not the end
My friend, it’s not the end
My friend, it’s not the end
My friend, it’s not the end

[Outro]
Hail to the victor
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hail to the victor

[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ live
God must be really on my side
Got the baddest bitch up by my side
Cash make the pussy come alive
Everybody know I set the vibe
Bet I’ll steal your bitch like it’s a crime
All my niggas come from doin’ time
Hands in the air, we testify

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Verse 2: Offset & Lil Jon]
Offset!
Ooh, thankin’ the Lord I’m alive (God)
Your diamonds not lookin’ alive (dead)
Bentley truck swervin’, it’s wide (skrrt)
Heard you be talkin’ to 12 (who?)
But I do not fuck with them guys (no)
First time I seen me a bale (bale)
I thought it was gold in my eyes (yes)
The coupe all red inside (ooh)
Duplex, shawty outside (ooh)
We not feelin’ your vibe (yeah)
Nigga played out, retired (retired)
Niggas out here ain’t true (nah)
Two-door coupe, no roof (skrrt, skrrt)
Spikes on the back of my shoe (spikes)
You got more money than who? (Who?)
Christian Dior on my boo (Dior)
Real niggas gon’ salute (salute)
Drip in that like the juice (drip)
Molly with the Henny boost (ooh)
You’re lookin’ at the biggest group (who?)
I’m lookin’ at the biggest boobs (ooh)
Lookin’ at the biggest diamonds
That I put up in my mama’s hula hoops (boogers)
You niggas really out of style now (style)
Bitches really need to bow down (bow)
Migo Gang is a cash cow
Lay down the track, get the bags out (woo)
Handguns and the mags out
It’s time for the birds, take a bath now (brrr)
Smokin’ cookie, ’bout to pass out (cookie)
Come to the Nawf, got the bags out

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, yeah, 2 Chainz! Yeah
Rick James, show your titties, it’s a celebration
Stuntin’, I wore a mink to my graduation (yeah)
F-F-Fuck the world, I think it’s ovulatin’ (okay)
If you ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your occupation? (Tell ’em)
Check my DNA, the A and K’ll wet ya, boy
Woo! I think I’m carryin’ a Nature Boy
A lot of flavor, boy, I’m all about my paper, boy (paper)
Went to L.A. and tried to smoke an acre, boy (loud)
Can’t relate to noise, bumpin’ like a canker sore (bump)
I told her, "Go to Hell, leave your shoes at the door" (damn)
Yeah (yeah,) this the life I chose (chose)
Nigga, look at me, I look right on hoes

[Chorus: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
Yah
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
Every mothafuckin’ night, nigga
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Poppin’, poppin’, poppin’ bottles
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Bridge: Lil Jon]
I am so grateful, I am so grateful
I’m in the club vibin’, and I’m so thankful
I got them bands on me, she got her hands on me
She did a dance on me, she put that thing on me
Shawty you wilder than a mothafucka
Damn, woo, I ain’t got nothin’ but one thing to say

[Outro: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz]
Thank God that I’m alive
Yah, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Yah, yah
Thank God that I’m alive

[Intro]
1, 2, 3
Uh!

[Verse 1]
My baby don’t mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for sho
But does she really want it
But can’t stand to see me
Walk out the door?
Don’t try to fight the feeling
Cause the thought alone is killing me right now
Thank God for Mom and Dad
For sticking through together
Cause we don’t know how

[Hook]
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!

[Verse 2]
You think you’ve got it
Oh, you think you’ve got it
But "got it" just don’t get it
‘Til there’s nothing at all
We’ve been together
Oh, we’ve been together
But separate’s always better
When there’s feelings involved
If what they say is "Nothing is forever"
Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes
Then what makes, what makes, what makes
Love the exception?
So why oh why oh, why oh why oh
Are we so in denial
When we know we’re not happy here?
Y’all don’t want to hear me, you just want to dance

[Hook]
Hey ya! Uh-oh
Hey ya! Uh-oh
Don’t want to meet your daddy, Hey ya! Uh-oh
Just want you in my Caddy, Uh-oh, Hey ya! Uh-oh
Don’t want to meet your mama, Hey ya! Uh-oh
Just want to make you cumma, Uh-oh, Hey ya! Uh-oh
I’m, I’m, I’m
Hey ya!
I’m just being honest
I’m just being honest

[Bridge]
Hey, alright now
Alright now fellas (Yeah!)
Now what’s cooler than being cool?
(Ice cold!) I can’t hear ya
I say what’s cooler than being cool?
(Ice cold!)
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright.. OK: now ladies
(Yeah?)
We’re gonna break this back down in just a few seconds
Now don’t have me break this thing down for nothing
Now I want to see y’all on your baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor! Ah, here we go!
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid picture
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it, sh-shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid picture

Now all the Beyonce’s and Lucy Lius
And babydolls, get on the floor
(Get on the floor) Shake it like a Polaroid picture
You know what to do Shake it, sh-shake it
Oh, you know what to do!
Shake it, sh-shake it Shake it, sh-shake it
Oh, you know what to do! Shake it like a Polaroid picture

Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!
Hey ya! Hey ya!

[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus]
My life is great; I write then hit update
I turn you on
Wanna belong, so I go to the mall
And I buy it all

(All on) Thank God it’s the weekend
(My squad) Got time, we can waste it
(Don’t know) Should we drive to the sunset or the fire?
(It’s like) We live in a bubble pretending it’s cuz we are young

[Chorus]
We are fucked
These days we only follow
These days we’re feeling hollow
"Get paid", the only motto
We are fucked
They say "It all gets better"
They say "It won’t last forever"
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are fucked

[Verse 2: MØ]
The fame, the fame
I want to hear my name
And I don’t care what for

I’ll change the world
Save all the trees and birds
But first I’ll grab a Starbucks then I’ll get to work

(All on) Thank God it’s the weekend
(My squad) Got time we can waste it
(Don’t know) Should we drive to the sunset or the fire?
(It’s like) We live in a bubble pretending it’s cuz we are young

[Chorus]
We are fucked
These days we only follow
These days we’re feeling hollow
Get paid the only motto

We are fucked
They say "It all gets better"
They say "It won’t last forever"
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are fucked

We’ve got hearts in the right places
But we’re still a danger to ourselves
Maybe it’s cuz we are young

Thank God it’s the weekend
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire?

[Chorus]
We are fucked
These days we only follow
These days we’re feeling hollow
Get paid the only motto

We are fucked
They say "It all gets better"
They say "It won’t last forever"
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are fucked

[Outro]
(And I don’t, and I don’t know why)
We’ve got hearts in the right places
But we’re still a danger to ourselves
Maybe it’s ’cause we are young
We are fucked!

[Verse 1]
My life is great
I write then hit update
I turn you on
Wanna belong
So I go to the mall
And I buy it all (All on)
Thank God it’s the weekend (My squad)
Got time we can waste it (Don’t know)
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire? (It’s like)
We live in a bubble pretending it’s cause we are young

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & MØ & Together]
We are f*cked
These days we only follow (we only follow)
These days we’re feeling hollow (we’re feeling hollow)
“Get paid”, the only motto (yeah)
We are f*cked
They say “It all gets better”
They say “Won’t last forever”
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are f*cked

[Verse 2: MØ]
The fame, the fame
I want to hear my name
And I don’t care what for
I’ll change the world
Save all the trees and birds
But first I’ll grab a Starbucks
And I’ll get to work (All on)
Thank God it’s the weekend (My squad)
Got time we can waste it (Don’t know)
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire? (It’s like)
We live in a bubble pretending it’s cause we are young

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & MØ & Together]
We are f*cked
These days we only follow (we only follow)
These days we’re feeling hollow (we’re feeling hollow)
“Get paid”, the only motto (yeah)
We are f*cked
They say “It all gets better”
They say “Won’t last forever”
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are f*cked

[Bridge: Noah Cyrus]
We’ve got hearts in the right places
But we’re still a danger to ourselves
Maybe it’s ’cause we are young
Thank god it’s the weekend
Should we drive to the sunset or the fire?

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & MØ & Together]
We are f*cked
These days we only follow (we only follow)
These days we’re feeling hollow (we’re feeling hollow)
“Get paid”, the only motto (yeah)
We are f*cked
They say “It all gets better”
They say “Won’t last forever”
Then someone pulls the trigger
We are f*cked

[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ live
God must be really on my side
Got the baddest bitch up by my side
Cash make the pussy come alive
Everybody know I set the vibe
Bet I’ll steal your bitch like it’s a crime
All my niggas come from doin’ time
Hands in the air, we testify

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Verse 2: Offset & Lil Jon]
Offset!
Ooh, thankin’ the Lord I’m alive (God)
Your diamonds not lookin’ alive (dead)
Bentley truck swervin’, it’s wide (skrrt)
Heard you be talkin’ to 12 (who?)
But I do not fuck with them guys (no)
First time I seen me a bale (bale)
I thought it was gold in my eyes (yes)
The coupe all red inside (ooh)
Duplex, shawty outside (ooh)
We not feelin’ your vibe (yeah)
Nigga played out, retired (retired)
Niggas out here ain’t true (nah)
Two-door coupe, no roof (skrrt, skrrt)
Spikes on the back of my shoe (spikes)
You got more money than who? (Who?)
Christian Dior on my boo (Dior)
Real niggas gon’ salute (salute)
Drip in that like the juice (drip)
Molly with the Henny boost (ooh)
You’re lookin’ at the biggest group (who?)
I’m lookin’ at the biggest boobs (ooh)
Lookin’ at the biggest diamonds
That I put up in my mama’s hula hoops (boogers)
You niggas really out of style now (style)
Bitches really need to bow down (bow)
Migo Gang is a cash cow
Lay down the track, get the bags out (woo)
Handguns and the mags out
It’s time for the birds, take a bath now (brrr)
Smokin’ cookie, ’bout to pass out (cookie)
Come to the Nawf, got the bags out

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, yeah, 2 Chainz! Yeah
Rick James, show your titties, it’s a celebration
Stuntin’, I wore a mink to my graduation (yeah)
F-F-Fuck the world, I think it’s ovulatin’ (okay)
If you ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your occupation? (Tell ’em)
Check my DNA, the A and K’ll wet ya, boy
Woo! I think I’m carryin’ a Nature Boy
A lot of flavor, boy, I’m all about my paper, boy (paper)
Went to L.A. and tried to smoke an acre, boy (loud)
Can’t relate to noise, bumpin’ like a canker sore (bump)
I told her, "Go to Hell, leave your shoes at the door" (damn)
Yeah (yeah,) this the life I chose (chose)
Nigga, look at me, I look right on hoes

[Chorus: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
Yah
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
Every mothafuckin’ night, nigga
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Poppin’, poppin’, poppin’ bottles
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Bridge: Lil Jon]
I am so grateful, I am so grateful
I’m in the club vibin’, and I’m so thankful
I got them bands on me, she got her hands on me
She did a dance on me, she put that thing on me
Shawty you wilder than a mothafucka
Damn, woo, I ain’t got nothin’ but one thing to say

[Outro: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz]
Thank God that I’m alive
Yah, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Yah, yah
Thank God that I’m alive

[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ live
God must be really on my side
Got the baddest bitch up by my side
Cash make the n*gger come alive
Everybody know I set the vibe
Bet I’ll steal your bitch like it’s a crime
All my niggas come from doin’ time
Hands in the air, we testify

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Verse 2: Offset & Lil Jon]
Offset!
Ooh, thankin’ the Lord I’m alive (God)
Your diamonds not lookin’ alive (dead)
Bentley truck swervin’, it’s wide (skrrt)
Heard you be talkin’ to 12 (who?)
But I do not f*ck with them guys (no)
First time I seen me a bale (bale)
I thought it was gold in my eyes (yes)
The coupe all red inside (ooh)
Duplex, shawty outside (ooh)
We not feelin’ your vibe (yeah)
Nigga played out, retired (retired)
Niggas out here ain’t true (nah)
Two-door coupe, no roof (skrrt, skrrt)
Spikes on the back of my shoe (spikes)
You got more money than who? (Who?)
Christian Dior on my boo (Dior)
Real niggas gon’ salute (salute)
Drip in that like the juice (drip)
Molly with the Henny boost (ooh)
You’re lookin’ at the biggest group (who?)
I’m lookin’ at the biggest boobs (ooh)
Lookin’ at the biggest diamonds
That I put up in my mama’s hula hoops (boogers)
You niggas really out of style now (style)
Bitches really need to bow down (bow)
Migo Gang is a cash cow
Lay down the track, get the bags out (woo)
Handguns and the mags out
It’s time for the birds, take a bath now (brrr)
Smokin’ cookie, ’bout to pass out (cookie)
Come to the Nawf, got the bags out

[Chorus: Lil Jon]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, yeah, 2 Chainz! Yeah
Rick James, show your titties, it’s a celebration
Stuntin’, I wore a mink to my graduation (yeah)
F-F-Fuck the world, I think it’s ovulatin’ (okay)
If you ain’t gettin’ money, what’s your occupation? (Tell ’em)
Check my DNA, the A and K’ll wet ya, boy
Woo! I think I’m carryin’ a Nature Boy
A lot of flavor, boy, I’m all about my paper, boy (paper)
Went to L.A. and tried to smoke an acre, boy (loud)
Can’t relate to noise, bumpin’ like a canker sore (bump)
I told her, “Go to Hell, leave your shoes at the door” (damn)
Yeah (yeah,) this the life I chose (chose)
Nigga, look at me, I look right on hoes

[Chorus: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz]
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)
Yah
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
I’ve been poppin’ all my life
It’s like my birthday every night (woo)
Every mothaf*ckin’ night, nigga
I’ve been poppin’ all my life (woo)
Poppin’, poppin’, poppin’ bottles
Thank God that I’m alive (woo)

[Bridge: Lil Jon]
I am so grateful, I am so grateful
I’m in the club vibin’, and I’m so thankful
I got them bands on me, she got her hands on me
She did a dance on me, she put that thing on me
Shawty you wilder than a mothaf*cka
Damn, woo, I ain’t got nothin’ but one thing to say

[Outro: Lil Jon & 2 Chainz]
Thank God that I’m alive
Yah, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Thank God, thank God
Yah, yah
Thank God that I’m alive

[Intro: Takeoff]
Hello, world, hi
I would like to welcome you to the Migos show, y’know
It’s a day of life, my life, of course

[Chorus: Takeoff]
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t be paid for (cash)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All my niggas made for it (all ’em)
All my niggas made for it (everyone)
Not Toby, but we slave for it (not Toby)
No Kunta Kinte, but we slave for it (no Kunta Kinte)
I waited some days for it (days)
Secure the bag, my niggas, they spray for it
Supply a sea of Ac’, think I got a taste for it
She bad, but I already smashed, so she get ignored (smashed)
These bitches open heart, they quick to open doors
On my [?] I like to explore (explore)
Having trouble pick a outfit that I haven’t worn
Having everything in store and got plenty more (plenty)
All my niggas made for it (made), process board (process)
All my niggas came forward (came), taking charge (taking)
All my niggas paid for (paid), no debit card
Think I might go cop the Wraith since I stay with stars

[Chorus: Takeoff]
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t be paid for (cash)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Today was a good day (aye)
Dropped my top ridin’ down the highway (skrt skrt)
I don’t see no 12, ain’t gotta drive straight (naw)
So I’m hogging up the lane ’cause my bills paid (yeah)
And my momma’s (momma) and my sister’s (sister’s)
Niggas made for it (yeah), can’t knock my hustle (naw)
I done slaved for it (slaved), look at my muscles (muscles)
MVP the whole game, Quavo Russell (Russell)
No, do not touch ’em (don’t touch ’em), I’ma have to bust you (bow bow)
I cannot trust you, I cannot love you (nope)
If you ain’t my brother that came from the struggle (aye)
Must not be made for it, I’ma have to cut you (ain’t made)

[Chorus: Takeoff]
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t be paid for (cash)

[Verse 3]
Thank God for blessings, gotta pray more (God)
Hop in the Wraith of course, I grind like skateboard (Wraith)
Lambo truck, I tour drippin’ in Tom Ford
“How did you come in the game?”
I came with the gang, of course (how)
We get ya fired to flames, turn ya to smores
All aboard, load up the bricks on the Ford (bricks)
I bought a tiger to roar (tiger), we about to body a store (body)
Soak my wrist for sure (soak), love all my fans to the core
I put my kids in Dior (kids), I put my momma on resorts (momma)
We catch the bricks and deport em
Missing the plug, he got deported (woo)
I’m on the block for a day (block), I pray I don’t go back to [?] (pray)
I told her my kids come stay (come on), she got my kids on her face (hey)

[Chorus: Takeoff]
All my niggas made for it (made)
All my niggas made for it (made men)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t is paid for (cash)
All my niggas made for it (one more time)
All my niggas made for it (made)
Don’t ask about them whips and them houses and jewelry
‘Cause all that sh*t be paid for (cash)

[Outro: Takeoff]
Cars, jewelry, house, everything paid for
I got niggas still tryna beat a case, boy
Don’t you come around that nawf ’cause it ain’t safe, boy
Got my niggas from the nawf, but you don’t play, boy

[Verse 1]
I’d lose my way and I’d lose my mind
If I faced one day on my own
I know I was saved
The night that she gave this drifter’s heart a home

[Chorus]
Every night I should be on my knees
Lord knows how lucky I am
I’ll never say near enough
Thank God for this woman, Amen

[Verse 2]
This world has a way of shaking your faith
I’ve been broken again and again
But I need all the cracks in my shattered heart
Cause that’s where her love gets in

[Chorus]
Every night I should be on my knees
Lord knows how lucky I am
I’ll never say near enough
Thank God for this woman, Amen

She gives me faith
She gives me grace
She gives me hope
She gives me strength
She gives me love
Love without end
Thank God for this woman, Amen

[Bridge]
Thanks for the moon and the stars up above
Forgiveness’ a sin in your undying love
Every twist every turn for the way you made sure
All my roads led to home

[Chorus]
So tonight I will fall down on my knees
Cause Lord knows how lucky I am
I’m gonna shout at the top of my lungs
Thank God for this woman, Amen
And thank God for this woman, Amen

She gives me faith
She gives me grace
She gives me hope
She gives me strength
She gives me love
Love without end
Thank God for this woman, Amen

[Intro]
I’ve never told (ay man, the language brother)
Motherfucker, this ain’t back in the day
Statik what up?
LOX in this joint
This ain’t back in the day
Yeah
Mother–, mother–
Motherfucker, this ain’t back in the day
This ain’t back in the day
Back, back in the day

[Chorus: Mtume]
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Bumping that Statik with the automatic on my hip
Blue whip, Navy paper plane, no, I ain’t a crip
We used to have the hallway fired up, smoking reefer
Yeah I went to school but KRS was the teacher (Boogie Down Productions)
And Abel had to hustle hard to get fresh for easter
Instead of celebrating Christ, I hit the noose twice
And fucked some lil’ bitch on the steps
I do reps with these new rappers, it’s cool though
The UFC, I’m still Judos
They high right now, I’m like kudos
But fuck that
Yo, I like that new money, shit done changed on the block
So I don’t reminisce even though I love Pete Rock
I give you bars, no microwave rap
Take it down South, but it’s gon’ be my version of trap
Dondon, the god, money is long
I can’t judge an artist off one song, but you don’t hear me though

[Chorus: Mtume]
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though

[Verse 2: Styles P]
This ain’t back in the days
If it was the niggas sound different and give you a pound different
I don’t hate the trap but give me that boom bap
Yeah the 808 eating at the beats through the [?]
Told the owner Sal, veggies [?]
I used to freestyle for [?] for a bottle of [?]
No MTA cards, hop and it turns out
Catch the train on ’em
Get your ass whooped you brought the pain home
The days when you knocked on your man’s door
Yelled at the window so he could come outside
Drink a 40 like weed and y’all go and knock the grams off
Had to have hands or your shit was getting ran, dawg
[?]
45 [?] that was 10, yo
Thank God for this rap shit, clearly though
Back in the days it was real, but you don’t hear it though

[Chorus: Mtume]
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
Niggas ‘cross town tryin’ to bomb me, I had the certified on me
‘Fore I knew it was foul, the [?]
Caught you doing some bullshit, they tell your mami
When loser draw, gotta go out if a nigga try me
When Jinny hooked up with Lionel, I had the Sugarhill vinyl
Before crack hit, it was just winos
Ride to [?] with no shooting
When nigga’s pops was hooping, heavy prostitution
Pirate radio was viciously on deck
Staying up late night with the tissue and the cassette
Hip hop is everything I got
Around this time, I was hooked on the King of Rock
I just wanna rap, I’ma go give this thing a shot
Looking back, I done never thought that this thing’ll pop
Nah, right now I’m proud to be a part of the family
And you standing there just looking at me
But you don’t hear me though

[Chorus: Mtume]
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though

[Outro]
Motherfucker, this ain’t back in the day
This ain’t back in the day
Mother–, mother–
Motherfucker, this ain’t back in the day
This ain’t back in the day
Back, back in the day
But you don’t hear me though
But you don’t hear me though

I’ve gone so far
My hands, are hot but I wanna touch
‘Cause I know you’re lonely
I’ve seen despair
But I still care, my heart is together
My head is exploding
Everyone out there
Says you think I’m a bit too hard
Everyone out there
Says you’ve been testing with man and God
Trying to make the scene
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Tired of myself
Thank God some help, I’m coming and going
I can’t get enough then
Get high, get saved
Look out, be brave, it waves us through, rolling
Your hard time I’m feeling
Everyone out there
Says you think I’m a bit too hard
Everyone out there
Says you’ve been testing with man and God
Trying to make the scene
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Everyone out there
Says you think I’m a bit too hard
Everyone out there
Says you’ve been testing with man and God
Trying to make the scene
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?
Why don’t you come back to me?

[Verse 1: Crowder]
I’ve been held by the Savior
I’ve felt fire from above
I’ve been down to the river
I ain’t the same, a prodigal returned

[Chorus: Crowder]
All my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday’s gone
All my sins are forgiven
I’ve been washed by the blood

[Verse 2: Tauren Wells]
I’m no stranger to the prison
I’ve worn shackles and chains
But I’ve been freed and forgiven (yes I have)
I’m not going back
I’ll never be the same
That’s why I sing…

[Chorus: Crowder & Tauren Wells]
All my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday’s gone
All my sins are forgiven
I’ve been washed by the blood

[Bridge: Crowder]
There’s a kind of thing that just breaks a man
Break him down to his knees
God, I’ve been broken more than a time or two (yes, Lord)
Then He picked me up and showed me
What it means to be a man
Come on and sing…

[Chorus: Crowder & Tauren Wells]
All my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday’s gone
Yes, all my sins are forgiven
I’ve been washed by the blood
Come on and sing
All my hope is in Jesus
Thank God that yesterday’s gone
Yes, all my sins are forgiven
Oh, I’ve, I’ve been washed by the blood

[Verse 1]
My ex used to tell me I’m flawless
While laying low with all the girls
Believed him when he said he was honest
Then blame myself when I got hurt
My ex used to tell me I’m selfish
But never did he put me first
Ignore me and he do it on purpose
Just to have the last word

[Pre-Chorus]
But now you wanna love me, who knows what you’ll find
It won’t be easy, but I’m down for the ride
Just remember
You’re not my ex, no
I know I can be trouble, Lord knows that it’s hard
It won’t be simple and I’ll give you my heart
Just remember
I’m not your ex

[Chorus]
I’m fallin’ for you, you’re fallin’ for me
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
I’m fallin’ for you, you’re fallin’ for me (baby)
I won’t promise I won’t walk away
I can promise it won’t be the same

[Verse 2]
My ex used to tell me "No way own friends
Cut it off if you really care"
I will go away a couple days, hundred girls at his place
Games night, truth or dare
My ex used to tell me "You’re so chill"
Then steal my phone, so I couldn’t leave, yeah
Had to climb on his mouth ’cause he now put me down
Thank God, I set me free

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause now you wanna love me, who knows what you’ll find (mm)
It won’t be easy, but I’m down for the ride
Just remember
You’re not my ex, mmm
I know I can be trouble, Lord knows that it’s hard
It won’t be simple and I’ll give you my heart
Just remember
I’m not your ex
Ye-ye-ye-yes

[Chorus]
I’m fallin’ for you, you’re fallin’ for me
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
I’m fallin’ for you, you’re fallin’ for me
I won’t promise I won’t walk away
I can promise it won’t be the same

[Outro]
No, ooh, yeah
It won’t be the same (yeah)
It won’t be the same (no, no)
It won’t be the same
I’m fallin’ for you, you are fallin’ for me (you are)
I won’t promise I won’t hurt again
I can promise we won’t be like them
Your ex
And I’m not your ex
You’re not my ex
You’re not my ex
Mmm, mmm, mmm

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