Hey, I can’t find nothing on the radio Ah, yo turn to that station The world is collapsing Around our ears I turned up the radio But I can’t hear it When I got to the house And I called you out I could tell that you had been crying, crying It’s that same sing-song on the radio Makes me sad I meant to turn it off To say goodbye To leave in quiet, that radio song (see ya) Hey, hey, hey (ha-ha) I’ve everything to hide (everything to hide) Look into my eyes Listen When I got to the show Yo, ho, ho IRead More →

[Verse 1: Jason Derulo] Big fat thang, overflowing Skinny tight dress, couldn’t hold it Way too thick like it’s swollen Girl, you’re too bad and you know it When you drop down, lose focus When that thing clap, that’s a bonus Back at lookin’ appetizing Back at that food, it’s a crisis [Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo] Bring that body my way Can’t take it off my brain Look like you do ballet (yeah) [Chorus: Jason Derulo] Hold tight when you tiptoe Shake something when you tiptoe Don’t brace when you push that back Left, right, do it just like that Hold tight when you tiptoe [VerseRead More →

I’m looking for the girl I’m looking for the girl I’m looking for the girl That girl that girl Every time I came around She made her body go down Her physical was so crazy She could make a blind man see Ooh Before then, we got separated She was gone before I could say shit And I ain’t looking for no replacement No, whoa, whoa, whoa If I gotta almost search the whole club Trying to get to her before she sobers up Let me see you throw your hands up Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Where did she go? Where did sheRead More →

[INTRO] Bounce and turn it Turn it Bounce and turn it Turn it Bounce and turn it Bounce and turn it [VERSE 1] Baby girl The way you walk and a wine it, you really define it Sexiness girl you’re hot up the climate With finesse we nah fi search fi find it Let it burn Because we kno how fi time it party all night And baby girl I’m gon’ treat you right It’s your world, you don’t have to decide yet One shot, that that’s not a lot Move your body, baby me love that Step 2 di beat an do di oneRead More →

[Intro] So, if I was you, I would know it’s no way possible [?] greatest DJ in the world Come grab your beat Cuz’ if he hand it to me It’s not yours no more [Verse] They be like stupid, where you been at? We ain’t seen you in weeks Yeah, I been tryna’ catch a body off of John and em’ streets They went and killed my lil’ homie so I’m back on the east Catch him on Anaheim and stash his mind in back of the seat They call me stupid ’cause I shoot it, I don’t think I don’t blink I beenRead More →

[Chorus – Kid Rock] Engine, engine number 9 On that Mason-Dixon line Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I’ll get mine You get yours and I’ll get mine You get yours and I’ll get mine You get yours and I’ll get mine [Verse 1: Yelawolf] I’m a motherfucking boom-dock killer, Mossberg filler King of the drop, they’ll never be much iller Top medical grade dope baby, Chevrolet sitting up like Grave Digger, roll over your Mercedes And I rock, man, I’m a firestarter Two handles of brown and a half of gallon of firewater Send the police theyRead More →

Long hair across the room, baby she got that glow I know you see me over here, so dance on me real slow We’ve been goin’ for about two hours and I don’t even know your name So baby please reveal, reveal Your friends are callin’ you baby stay with me instead I know ya sayin’ that you’re tired there’s a little dance in ya left Even if I go I’ll still think of you in my bed Of the good time, good time, good time we had. [Instrumental] The scent of your perfume has got me lost in a haze And oh this momentRead More →

[Intro: Lil Pump] Ooh, Lil Pump, ooh, Lil Pump Yeah, yeah, brr, yuh, yuh Know we smoke a lot of gas on this side Ooh, Big Head on the beat (Hah) [Hook: Lil Pump] I just bought 3 thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants) I just left the trap, and I’m off the Xans (and I’m off the Xans) Bitch, I’m high as fuck, I feel like Superman (what, what?) I’m the biggest flexer, you know who I am (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I’m the youngest flexer (what), I’m the youngest flexer (ooh) I’m the youngest flexer (yeah), I’m the youngest flexer I’m theRead More →

[Marc E. Bassy:] When I was broke girl, we wasn’t rocking But to tell the truth girl, that didn’t stop me Said you wanted to get the Wraith, Imma cop that Now we be picking up every time you drop that And your next dude, you know I’mma top that And she wanna come back, She wanna come back to me Now she wanna come back she wanna come back to me But she don’t fly my way Unless I’m on PJ That gossip, all you say My baby you got so LA Can’t believe you’re so simple like that Can’t believe you’re so simpleRead More →

Taz countin’ all this fuckin’ money CashMoneyAP Git, git, grrah Git, git, grrah Desiigner Let me tell you how it is I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick Told me stay away from theRead More →

[Verse 1: Styles P] I am a brown guy But don’t call me nigga, please Nigga please, you see that white boy, that’s a nigga b Nigga ain’t a color, it’s a mindstate, you diggin’ me? Maybe not, I get it tho But all them white boys blowin’ weed they some niggas too The difference is they got white privileges Cops will kill me but I doubt that they kill ’em too This ain’t a stab or a jab But I’m feeling kinda mad they ain’t treated like a villain too His weed is good as mine, his gun bigger than mine And he motherfuckingRead More →

I am marching with the protest I got so much to say, but I’m only here to witness There’s a war inside my head And I’m surrendering to weakness We’re separated by steel and glass In traffic trapped on the freeway, every body is a DJ Looking down at our phones for the fastest way to get home Don’t text me there should be no, I can wait My chemical’s are spiking like a lie detector Dopamine, serotonin, happiness is not the answer We dream of being a true spirit We are divided by false Gods and hyped up leaders We binge on the moodRead More →

[Intro] Be quiet, RoRo Yeah, this that shit here, man Nigga gon’ feel, brah You know what I’m sayin’, like I’m on a whole ‘nother one, man I’m so content with the person I am I can give a fuck about what you think about me, honestly, bro Huh, as long as this Rollie tick, I’m good, man [Chorus] I got two bitches on call, no three-way You ain’t cashed out, nigga, yeah, that’s what the lease say Four, five bitches walkin’ with me all from Prive No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ No disrespect to Mannie Fresh but go DJ Run thatRead More →

[Verse 1] I drank straight to my head I went outside to smoke a cigarette And I shattered my phone on the cement But I don’t give a fuck Now I’m not making sense I’m laughing at a joke that I don’t get I’m acting like these strangers are my friends But I don’t give a fuck Yelling at the DJ, "Bro, your shit is boring" Doing things that I will not regret until the morning Imma make it rain down, another round is on me I’m just here for fun and I don’t care about the money (Hey, hey) [Chorus] Oh, oh-oh-oh Nothing lastsRead More →

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Gold medals, them my role models, rollin’ old models Lowered old schools, flowin’ cold and goin’ gold follows Flower bearin’, call it petals to the floor Power sharin’, call it devils to the door Power, power, ’til ain’t no devils anymore Flower, flowers, they be droppin’ at the feet of my sun Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum And who do I meet, to the beat of my drum It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer All bitch dope tip, wasn’t trappin’ with no niggas Had a long money, minorRead More →

[Intro] Take me in your fast car Mercedes Kissing on your neck while you’re driving He- he doesn’t care, I’m always on my Blackberry All the time, all the time, buying into every line [Verse 1] I’m a flashy little lush, but he thinks I’m really fine Notorious and wild, takes me where I’m gonna shine Where the bad boys roll hard, dressing like James Dean And the vixen starlets feels so good to be [Hook] We’re children of the bad revolution And partying’s their only solution In our minds, there ain’t any confusion About who we are and what we’re gonna be We’re gonnaRead More →

[Verse 1] I live in a world where we compete For things we need in our lives I’ve got the heart of a champion, but with you I’m more I’ve tried to repress my desires Baby, you got me on fire [Pre-Chorus] The pedestal, please Can I get you off of that, get you off of that? Girl, just call me back soon I work for that body, boo [Chorus] (DJ!) I’ll be next to you, sitting in the treetops Staring at the moon, ballin’ ’cause we rock Baby girl, I’m glad to show you Now they know I’m a champion I’m a champion [VerseRead More →

One, two, three, four I tried giving up Walked through quite enough Had to call it a day From an ex who showed up falling to Grand piano falling on the edge of the parkway Got no good advice Hotline called me twice Said, "I went through the wall Do you have a quote to lend me Or a friend to send me?" But I got no help at all So I loosened my lips And let a little prayer I memorized Do what I just wished And suddenly, to my surprise Oh, DJ, when you play my song Make me feel bigger than anRead More →

Aw yeah, yeah! I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know They just defensive in so many things, man You missing so many key nutrients in your life I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets Oh, no no Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean? Yeah, Luda…. She got them handlebars Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey She be givin’ out battle scars ‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey She told me, all the way, go straight to that ass Make a student be late forRead More →

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Ludacris] Aw yeah, yeah I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know They just defensive in so many things, man You missing so many key nutrients in your life I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets Oh, no no Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean? Yeah, Luda [Verse 1: Ludacris] She got them handlebars Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey She be givin’ out battle scars ‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey She told me, all the way, go straightRead More →

Yo, VIP, let’s kick it! Ice ice baby Ice ice baby All right stop Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop? Yo, I don’t know Turn off the lights and I’ll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Dance Bum rush the speaker that booms I’m killin’ your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything less that the best isRead More →

[Intro] See What the problem is Ya’ll niggas talk too fucking much [?] they’re talking [?] DJ [?] here Tate Kobang We do this for Baltimore Yeah If you ain’t ready for this we come back [Hook] We don’t get no hatin’ over dis side Niggas gettin’ money over dis side Ain’t no punt fakin’ over dis side Niggas really shooting over dis side Keep on hating shit over there Heard them niggas snitching over there They claiming enemy trenches over there Them niggas really bitches over there [Verse: Tate Kobang] All black cars deep tints for niggas Four-nine MMs that’s for triggers Money comingRead More →

Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up? All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin’ some more watts Come Mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up? Come Mr. DJ song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up? All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin’ some more watts Come Mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up? It goes one by one, even two by two Everybody in the floor let me show you how we do Let’s go, dip it low, then you bring it up slow Wind itRead More →

Hot and dangerous If you’re one of us, then roll with us ‘Cause we make the hipsters fall in love And we’ve got our hot-pants on and up And yes of course we does, we running this town just like a club And no, you don’t wanna mess with us Got Jesus on my necklace I’ve got that glitter on my eyes Stockings ripped all up the side Looking sick and sexyfied So let’s go-o-o (Let’s go!) [Chorus:] Tonight we’re going har har-har ha-ha-hard Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours We’re tearin’ it apart part-part pa-pa-part You know we’re superstars, we are whoRead More →

[Hook] They on my wave again East end, deep end on a wave again Ex bitch in my face again Hit it once and tell her I need space again, yeah Might just rock the fade again Plotting in my mama base again, woo! They on my wave again Fuck you, goodnight, dawg I wave to them [Bridge] I don’t fuck with niggas, still they tried to steal the flow Bail my DJ out and kill a show Fuck I need a deal for, I’ve been dealing dope If I can get it slow, my family good for sure [Verse 1] Came out of myRead More →

[Verse 1] Will get up, up on the dancefloor tonight I’ve got two left feet and a bottle of red wine Making me feel like the beat and the bassline Are in my blood, both hands up on her waistline Get on up, baby, dance to the rhythm of the music Don’t care what the DJ chooses Get lost in the rhythm with me Please don’t close until we wanna leave it [Chorus] And you and I we’re flying on an aeroplane tonight We’re going somewhere where the sun is shining bright Just close your eyes And let’s pretend we’re dancing in the street InRead More →

Get it get it now Get it get it now Get it get it now Get it get it now Get it get it now Get it get it now Get ready for the night ready ready for the night Gotta work it baby na na na na Gotta twerk it baby na na na na Gonna live it up, live it up till the sun’s out Get ready for the night ready ready for the night Gotta work it baby na na na na Gotta twerk it baby na na na na Are you feeling this ultraviolet night Get ready for the night readyRead More →

Yeah…oh… Lights out [x2] I’m late to the party ‘cause it started at 9 I gotta call up my ex, so I’m runnin’ behind I’m wearing my stilettos with a couple of… And tonight, I’m hanging up ‘cause I wanna get loose I think I’m gonna fall in love with the DJ tonight… And make him press all my buttons ‘till the music is right. [x2] And turn the… [Chorus: ] (lights out) I just wanna move (wanna move) Now turn the…(lights out) Wind me up and see what I can do Turn the…(lights out) Don’t you wanna play (wanna play) And turn the…(lights out)Read More →

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Gold medals, them my role models, rollin’ old models Lowered old schools, flowin’ cold and goin’ gold follows Flower bearin’, call it petals to the floor Power sharin’, call it devils to the door Power, power, ’til ain’t no devils anymore Flower, flowers, they be droppin’ at the feet of my sun Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum And who do I meet, to the beat of my drum It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer All bitch dope tip, wasn’t trappin’ with no niggas Had a long money, minorRead More →

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Gold medals, them my role models, rollin’ old models Lowered old schools, flowin’ cold and goin’ gold follows Flower bearin’, call it petals to the floor Power sharin’, call it devils to the door Power, power, ’til ain’t no devils anymore Flower, flowers, they be droppin’ at the feet of my sun Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum And who do I meet, to the beat of my drum It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer All bitch dope tip, wasn’t trappin’ with no niggas Had a long money, minorRead More →