[Verse 1] Your kiss, your touch, your hold You know I want you all The darkness in my soul Tells me to let you go [Pre-Chorus] And I Need you tonight But I’m blinded by lights So I gotta learn to live without you [Chorus] So please, New York Mend my broken heart tonight Cause I left the one I love So please, New York Mend my broken heart tonight Cause I left the one I love New York Save me in your arms tonight Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home [Post-Chorus] I left my boy, I left my boyRead More →

[Intro: 6ix9ine, Nicki Minaj, & Baka] It’s f*ckin’ TR3YWAY! It’s King of New York, lookin’ for the Queen Uh, you got the right one L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga Queens, Brooklyn, brr, ah! Murda on the beat so it’s not nice! [Verse 1: 6ix9ine] Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip Got that super soaker Hit that, she a Fefe Her name Keke, she eat my dick like it’s free free I don’t even know like “Why I did that?” I don’t even know like “Why I hit that?” All I know is that I just can’t wife that Talk to herRead More →

[ Intro ] I got you lil’ bro ( Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up ) 16 I told you, you got one Uh what, yeah, wait [ Hook: Famous Dex ] Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up Can’t fuck with fake niggas, man they change up, ooh Bad bitch, watch me change, huh And she give me brain, [?] Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up Can’t fuck with fake niggas, man they change up, ooh Bad bitch, watch me change, huh And she give me brain, [?] [ Verse 1: Famous Dex ] I don’t want you babyRead More →

[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? 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 ARead More →

Remix By DJ FORGOTTEN [Verse 1 – XXXTENTACION] You ever seen a nigga hung with a gold chain? I’d rather sing about the same things that we claim Such is bashful, but niggas like the task force Mobbin’ on the streets and robbin’ stores in ski masks, bruh Niggas ask for peace in a riot and bring violence ‘Cause it’s a game of cat and mouse and you gon’ bleed silent What’s the justice in sayin’ fuck it and grab the pump? Then kill a woman with many children makes you a chump Look at all the stores you wreckin’, nigga I reckon Think aboutRead More →

[Chorus] Darling, won’t you talk with me for a little while? We ain’t got nowhere to be, oh and I’ve come so many miles Darlin’, won’t you talk with me for a little while? Or at least until the baby cries or we both fall asleep [Verse 1] Oh I’ve been gone for so long I’m tired of seeing these things on my own I don’t wanna do this alone I don’t need New York or Paris or Rome O don’t wanna be on these screens I don’t care about all these places or things I just wanna be there with you The only thingRead More →

[vers 1] Dimma i New York Börsen har gått ner igen och flyget Står men husen häver sig så högt som en Fågel når [vers2] Vilse i New York Staden gömmer sig i morgondis Jag tar hissen upp mot molnen där Sikten är fri Jag bygger ett torn På kärlekens grund av evigt ljus Jag bygger ett torn för oss Med utsikt av änglars hus [vers 3] Skymning i New York Ljuset rinner ut vid gatans slut Brodway vill ta hand om mig men jag längtar Hem till dig Jag bygger ett torn På kärlekens grund av evig trohet Jag bygger ett torn för ossRead More →

[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido] Yeah Oh yeah (Let’s go, let’s go) Yeah (Let’s go, let’s go) Oh yeah [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido] I’m way too fly, shine in the night time I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when it’s daylight But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night) If I say the right lines [Verse 1: Davido] [?], said you the one though Oh girl, I thought you said you the one For your [?] girl, I’llRead More →

[Intro] Don’t let me, don’t let me Don’t let me, me, me down Don’t let me, don’t let me Don’t let me, me, me down You will see, you will see You will see how You will see [Verse 1] You will see how I want you bad See you at my place She knows I do this for a reason I want you in the deep end But I know how to treat you You’re crazy if you think I’d leave you Baby I am what you need, oh What you need, oh [Chorus] But I’d do anything to please her I’d do anythingRead More →

[Intro: A$AP Rocky] Gang, gang, gang [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] They talkin’ down on my name, don’t let ’em run off with the name Man I just run with the gang, A$AP boys came with the flame Gang, gang, they talkin’ down on the gang They wanna rep with the name, but this ain’t no regular name Gang, gang, they tryna run with the name I might pull up with three K, but I do not fuck with no Klan Gang gang, them boys not flexin’ the same I’m done with adjustin’ to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain Gang, gang, I tellRead More →

[Verse] Wish you never done that, I come back Wish you never plugged that, I bust back Wish you never wore that, so run that Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat Wish you never done that, I come back Wish you never plugged that, I bust back Wish you never wore that, so run that Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat [Verse] Wish I could bring Pun back Blaow, nigga, run that Tear that lil’ body, yeah we gon’ let these hoes out Shocka bring stacks back, Kyle let the MAC clap Tell they feet pick up, yeah, ’boutRead More →

[Intro: Becky G] Jiggle up yuh body Jiggle up yuh sinting [Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G] Love me, love me like that Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?) Love me, love me like that Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!) Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop) Love me, love me like that Love me, give me some mad love [Chorus: Becky G] Watch the tempo, watch the tempo Watch the tempo, watch the tempo Watch the tempo, watch the tempo Love me, give me some madRead More →

[Intro] Yeah Yeah Yeah Let’s get it [Chorus] Hundred on, hundred on this (on this, woo) Hundred on, hundred on whip (on whip, woo) Hundred on, hundred on that (on that, woo) Hundred on, hundred on wrist (on wrist, drip) Drip drip, swish bitch Hundred on this, swish bitch Hundred on this, swish bitch Hundred on this, swish Hundred on, hundred on this (on this, woo) Hundred on, hundred on whip (on whip, woo) Hundred on, hundred on that (on that, woo) Hundred on, hundred on wrist (on wrist, drip) Drip drip, swish bitch Hundred on this, swish bitch Hundred on this, swish bitch HundredRead More →

[Intro] We short a coupla mil I go on the street for it Make a coupla moves A mil here and there, no? Ok? Time is gold, we gotta expand The whole operation, Mr Brewster New York, Chicago, L.A We gotta set our own mark, and enforce it [Verse 1] We some young boss niggas that stay up on our job So now we living like the mob Like the President, that’s me and my squad, nigga My niggas hustle hard, shine hard, cause I grind hard Getting paid. living life like superstars, got it made I ain’t lying man, I swear to God WeRead More →

[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers] I wanna thank god for this vibe I’m just layed up high Thinking fuck a job I’ll rather boss up on somethin’ I believe in Sonic aesthetically pleasing Niggas claiming they the best while Rakim still breathin’ Do your Googles nigga I’m in control of things God and I move together is two Manifesting a move steady reppin’ the crew We warriors with the rhymin’ Shouts to Oakland but the warriors from Coney Island On them rooftops lit one up for 2Pac Because this is murder rap Think how quick we grew up low key insane My best friend she snortRead More →

I don’t drink coffee I take tea, my dear. I like my toast done on one side. And you can hear it in my accent when I talk, I’m an Englishman in New York. You see me walking down Fifth Avenue, A walking cane here at my side. I take it everywhere I walk, I’m an Englishman in New York. Whoa. I’m an alien. I’m a legal alien. I’m an Englishman in New York. Whoa. I’m an alien. I’m a legal alien. I’m an Englishman in New York. If "manners maketh man" as someone said, He’s the hero of the day. It takes a manRead More →

Tweet Share Tekashi69, aka 6ix9ine, has been dealing with rumors of him being a child sex predator and now it turns out there is some truth to it. The colorful rapper is now facing years in prison after pleading guilty to three felony child sex charges. According to a recent report from Genius, Tekashi69, real name, Daniel Hernandez, took a plea deal for “three felony counts of Use of a Child in a Sexual Performance.” Hernandez was 18 at the time of the incident, but the victim’s age was not specified except to say that she was underage. There are some rumors that she wasRead More →

She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect And all the boys, they were saying they were into it Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck She’s driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it I’m kind of into it It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it I think she said "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" (None of your, none of your) "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" "I’mRead More →

[Verse 1: Papoose] I woke up in the morning with my dick in my hand Morning wood God damn Then I brush my teeth I take a shower, then I eat and hit the spot Put on a fresh new fit Now I’m fly walking with a bop Grab the wop Place it on my hip, never slip I heard you talking shit But when you answer have the same energy Don’t answer if the call unknown Never Android I be on the iPhone I’m still the king of the underground Don’t fuck around Gotta get rid of me if you want the crown LottaRead More →

She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect And all the boys, they were saying they were into it Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck She’s driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it I’m kind of into it It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it I think she said "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" (None of your, none of your) "I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business" "I’mRead More →

Tweet Share Reggae star Lolaasmiles taps dancehall legend Beenie Man for her new single “Nuh Baddah.” The song has been doing well since it was first released a years ago and now the single is seeing a resurgence. Lola thinks that the track will help further push her career in the reggae/dancehall space. “Nuh Baddah” was produced by New York based producer Stedley Reid. Her team is now heavily promoting the single and the extra promo has been working thus far. “This song has a lot of potential, and with the plan I have in mind it will have a long-lasting effect worldwide,” Lolaasmiles said.Read More →

Below are the complete “Roots” lyrics by MO displayed. These lyrics were added 3 hours ago. Roots lyrics [Intro] Oh, oh [Verse 1] You heard the news, sweet child I slaughtered all them swans I left it burnin’ Gone to New York There will be no more violence In the house of your heart In the house of your heart There was a [?] And I was weak for a while Never be as good as you so I got a ride and I hitchhiked for New York There will be no more violence In the house of your heart In the name of theRead More →

Get up Get down Radio, video Boogie with a suitcase You’re livin’ in a disco Forget about the rat race Let’s do the milkshake Sellin’ like a hotcake Try some buy some Fee-fi-fo-fum Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Shoobie doobie do wop I wanna dedicate this Pop pop shoo wop Everybody made it Shoobie doobie do wop Infiltrate it Pop pop shoo wop Activate it New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop musik Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Pop pop pop pop musik Singing in the subway Shuffle with a shoe shine Fix me a Molotov I’mRead More →

[Verse] Yo Kiss of Death, letting the semi ring You know they say if you don’t stand for nothing You’ll fall for anything Preferably I’d rather hustle than do stick ups Call me, your number’s blocked, I ain’t gon’ pick up This is much more than you seeing And you touch more when you ringing I’m in a four door european Still going through the nonsense y’all Listening to niggas bullshitting on the conference call Till you leave them with open flesh My base got the fiends damn near Smoking they self to death You can feel it inside you heart My life is aRead More →

[Hook] Some people like to drink Some people like to smoke Some people overthink Some people overdose I’m just trying to get the nicest Bottles on ice Pull some all nighters ‘Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices Everybody got [Verse 1] Pop a couple bottles I took a couple shots I done fucked a couple models I done fucked a couple thots But from Seattle to Atlanta From Philly to the bay The only loyal bitch I know Is a bitch named Tanqueray She gets me right everytime Ain’t neverRead More →

[Intro] EarDrummers Mike WiLL Made-It [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih] I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe) I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah I got a brand new boo, uh (boo) I put my bitch in park (uh) I got a brand new coupe, yeah I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah) I got a brand new boo, yeah Put my ex-bitch in park I put that bitch in park, yeah I put that bitch in park, uh I put that bitch in park, yeah I put that bitch in park, uh My bitch lookin’ like ooooh Your bitch lookin’ like nahRead More →

Lyrics Ty Dolla Sign – Dawsin s breek I got a brand new coupe, uh I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah I got a brand new boo, uh I put my b*tch in park I got a brand new coupe, I got a brand new ‘Rari I got a brand new boo, yeah Put my ex-b*tch in park I put that b*tch in park, yeah I put that b*tch in park, uh I put that b*tch in park, yeah I put that b*tch in park, uh My b*tch lookin’ like ooooh Your b*tch lookin’ like nah I put that b*tch in park, I putRead More →

[Intro: Young Thug] Aye, ah, yeah She like to fuck, we [?] Diamonds on me bling Yeah, yeah, you know they [Verse 1: Young Thug] Pocket full of bread like a dinner roll Parked the [?] right into the Rolls All these diamonds wet like Cancún ‘Bout to take my dog up like a damn balloon 100 racks inside the club I’m the tycoon Ain’t no need for you Never gon one night you I put P’s in the pot, only got back a few Red diamonds flooded with Christian Loubs Stacking tall like [?] Everyday young nigga dreaming Real boss without the [?] RedRead More →

She grew up around here on that southwest side Where the corn grows up to the road side Went to high school here, got that Panther pride She’ll be cheering them on every Friday night She couldn’t hide her beauty with a baseball cap Couldn’t help but shine with a heart like that New York called when she turned 21 But she never forgot where she came from I need a pretty little homegrown hometown girl With a ribbon tying back those waterfall curls I’ve been looking all over, all over the world For a pretty little homegrown hometown girl googletag.cmd.push(function() { var map =Read More →