Novelist – Piss Take letras

[Intro]
Alright then, yeah
Yeah, okay then
Yo, look, yeah

[Verse]
You don’t wanna jack my style, that’s wild
I’m a teen that will make a man look like a child
I make a pagan run miles
Niggas look hard but they’re wet like bathroom tiles
When I make beats, my PC don’t lag
Turn on Reason, I load up a gun shot
Kick and a bass and the riddim is sick
But you got your sound pack from a next man
Where’s your tunes that bang in the dance
This my ting, I’ll send a man licks
DJs don’t wanna play your shit
So they filter them out like Instagram pics
Bars so cold that you’re gonna need Vicks
Soon gonna get a fan-base full of chicks
Last show that I had, a ting showed me her tits
CJ calls that a Novelist trick
What gangster? What you telling me cus’?
How you gonna be a gangster when you chat to the fuzz?
Your food’s got a next buzz
Your ting does what the morphine does
Don’t make it a next story cus’
Novelist rep with a set full of thugs
Your girlfriend could never be my girl, my girl wouldn’t wear lean up Uggs
Badman where? Little prick, not a thug
Connect a wasteman’s nose with a spud
Can’t diss a man’s mum
You’ll get slapped like a dark skin hand on a [?]
Man a badman, can’t take [?]
Crew couldn’t do what I’ve done on my ones
When I’m with Pharaoh, we might righteous kill like De Niro, don’t be dumb
Cess ting, I get the best ting from the plug
Sexing with a sket ting, na cus’
Mmm Yeah label, dough’s on the table
Blud are you dumb? Suck your mum
You don’t wanna diss man in my camp, you’ll get spun
Better run when you hear 3, 2, 1
All the man in my camp are big man, are you dumb
Prem come through, it’s like Fee Fo Fum
You don’t wanna have Nigos on your case
You don’t wanna see Reeks with a screwface
T-u-double-g ting in the rave when I play
No we don’t do champagne
What you wanna hear beef for the new campaign?
Novelist can’t do a next man’s lanes, on my mother’s
Can’t put that on my name, on my mother’s
Listen, yo, I’m owning a label
Yes I’m able to be the one that’s putting on bare man
All of the gash wanna get their man
No, no, you can’t scare man
I don’t wanna hear man
You’ll get a dash in the van
If you f with the plan
Master plan, got man that’ll blast a man then get a cab to the gaff
Take a quick time out nap
What you telling me fam? I ain’t letting these man get near, slice a man like deep pan
Heard man are talking about their beef man
But it’s 180 degrees when they see man
Real Gs wanna greet when they meet man
Pengtings wanna beat when they see man
And t-u-double-g gang won’t ever take shit from next man
‘Cause mmm yeah
Saw your girl like
Mmm
Thought to myself like
Yo I’m lke internet connection
Might run for the next election
Girls wanna holla man, bother man on the Gram and DM to your affection
And I’ve got the best selection
I’m gonna put your girl in my collection
I won’t see no imperfections
Draw girls with no-
Yo, God sent me on the Earth with a plan
Got the light in my heart but I’m dark like a tan
Novelist, I came in the game as a made man
With a plan to leave the game as a made man
I gave a lot, now it’s time I take back
Chicks love me, I ain’t giving her hate back
Fuck a gold digger, they want a nigga with a car but my bars are worth more than a Maybach
Niggas wanna send but I can’t rate that
You’ll have to [?]
Oi pussyhole, go get your chain back
Some pussyhole a.k.a wasteman
God knows I’m bringing the game plan
When I’m bringing youngers in the game to make grands
If you ain’t talking a couple of mil’ on the table, I’m not willing to shake hands
‘Cause Nov wait, stop wait
Spin an MC round the block, wait
Bare man around but they’re not great
‘Cause Nov wait, stop wait
Spin an MC round the block, wait
Bare man around but they’re not great
[Outro]
Oi mandem, yo, yo, yo, yo
You know I came to pave the way
Best mind your girl from me ’cause I will take your bae

Migos – Money Counter letras

[Hook: Quavo]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Verse 1: Dirty Dave]
This a whole lot of money
Nothin’ but ’em 20s, 50s and ’em 100s
Quavo get the yayo
And some rubber bands, don’t forget the scale
Ooooh, trap house jumpin’
Bitch, I thought I told you keep that corner runnin’
Now take that to the stash house
Migo we don’t need no friends, we count the cash out
[Hook: Quavo]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I just hit a juug on the money counter
I’m swimmin’ in the money I think I’m drownin’
I drink out a lean fountain in the migos mansion
I got Molly I got white, I got Marilyn Manson
Walk inside the trap and see a trash bag
I don’t throw it away it ain’t no trash can
Thought I told you I got molly, I’m the sand man (sandman)
No I’m not a drum major I’m the band man

[Hook: Quavo]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Bring out that money counter in the money mansion
Well, my diamonds be dancin’
Cookin’ and wrappin’ that work up from plastic
Shippin’ it on the Titanic
Real niggas got the block hot like a dragon
Abracadabra do magic
Skippa the Flippa, no L.A. Clipper
Got a hundred thousand in the Aston
Dirty they whippin’ a hurricane
So much water in the pot cause a tidal wave
Trap with that work like I’m [?]
Bando lookin’ like a masquerade
Wake up in the morning, spark up my OG
Then I blow my smoke off of my balcony
Whippin and beatin that pot
I hit it with the uppercut, that’s a fatality

[Hook: Quavo]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Verse 4: Offset]
We got that money counter
Cookin’ that dope like it hamburger helper
Got a can of nines, no german shephard
Touchdown on the plug
Give back to the hood I never been selfish
Adopting a baby, god father like Melvin
I’m a cash rapper
Trappin’ and cappin’ tryna’ make a livin’
The world is cold, gotta keep a pistol
Dirty game, dirty dollars
More money bring more power
The bigger the risk the more you get rich
You niggas not rich, you niggas counterfeit
Juggin’ OG and I’m juggin’ the bricks
I’m stuck in the trap, I can’t go [?]

[Hook: Quavo]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin’
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

Lucas & Steve – Love On My Mind letras

[Bridge]
I live without you
I can live without you
I can live without you
I can live without you

[Chorus]
I got love on my mind
And no usin’ the rest of time
I got love on my mind
And no usin’ the rest of time
I got love…
I can live without you
[Drop]

I got love on my mind

[Verse]
When the heartache is over
I know I will be missin’ you
Won’t look over my shoulder
I know I can live without you

[Bridge]
I live without you
I can live without you
I can live without you
I can live without you

[Chorus]
I got love on my mind
And no usin’ the rest of time
I got love on my mind
And no usin’ the rest of time
I got love…
I can live without you

[Drop]

I got love on my mind

[Bridge]
I live without you
I can live without you
I can live without you
I can live without you

I got love on my mind

Gucci Mane – Icy Lil B*tch letras

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Burr, Ziggy
Burr, Gucci
Wop

[Hook]
She an icy lil bitch, the bitch is so icy
Burr, burr, burr, burr
But she a sheisty lil bitch, the bitch is so sheisty
Bling-bling, bling-blaow
She an icy lil bitch, the bitch is so icy
Burr, burr, burr, burr
But she a sheisty lil bitch, the bitch is so sheisty
Bling-bling, bling-blaow
[Verse 1]
Man the bitch got fresh at the mouth so I iced her
She said something so slick I disliked her
If you ain’t getting no cash like this you can’t pipe her
But if you rock a watch like this it entice her
Man I can’t even front on the chick cause she grinding
Necklace full of diamonds, wrist and fist blinding
The type of chick that Guwap like, you can’t find
It’s a clause in my young bitch contract you can’t sign
Her closet like Rodeo got all type of designers and
Every time she leave up out the house niggas remind her
That she the baddest bitch in the world and they want her
But she just a material girl just like Madonna

[Hook]
She an icy lil bitch, the bitch is so icy
Burr, burr, burr, burr
But she a sheisty lil bitch, the bitch is so sheisty
Bling-bling, bling-blaow
She an icy lil bitch, the bitch is so icy
Burr, burr, burr, burr
But she a sheisty lil bitch, the bitch is so sheisty
Bling-bling, bling-blaow

[Verse 2]
Chilling in the pent playing jazz, she got jazzy
She’s a pretty lil bitch but her mouth is too nasty
The way she do the trick with her tongue, the bitch had me
She’s a spoiled girl, rotten, so bad, I play daddy
See I’m the type of rich that I give before you ask me
I got the type of dick make a rich girl start harassing
I started in the trap then I switched and started rapping
She started drinking shots of Patron and started laughing
Start rocking Passion fruit now she sucking me with a passion
A fire breathing dragon, she riding me like a taxi
We started off as friends and then we started smashing
Soon as she got a good dose of the macking she start bragging

[Hook]
She an icy lil bitch, the bitch is so icy
Burr, burr, burr, burr
But she a sheisty lil bitch, the bitch is so sheisty
Bling-bling, bling-blaow
She an icy lil bitch, the bitch is so icy
Burr, burr, burr, burr
But she a sheisty lil bitch, the bitch is so sheisty
Bling-bling, bling-blaow

Fais – Hey (feat. Afrojack) (Acoustic) letras

[Verse 1]
I seen the look in your face
Telling me a story
You don’t have to be alone
I love to see you smiling
Why you try to hide it?
Don’t you know you’ve got it all?

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I know when you’re gone
You do your thing
And you live like you want
I know when you’re gone
You’re just looking for a little sign of love

[Chorus]
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I say hey-ey, hey-ey
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey

[Instrumental break: 8 measures]

[Verse 2]
See the way you moving
No need for introducing
You’re everything a man could want
You and I, we both know
Only one with this course
Baby let me take you home

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I know when you’re gone
You do your thing
And you live like you want
I know when you’re gone
All you’re looking for is a little sign of love

[Chorus]
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I say hey-ey, hey-ey
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey

[Instrumental break: 8 measures]

[Bridge: Acoustic Chorus]
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I say hey-ey, hey-ey
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey

[Chorus]
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I say hey-ey, hey-ey
I said hey
Won’t you come with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey
Hey, won’t you stay with me?
I said hey-ey, hey-ey

[Instrumental break: 8 measures]

Denzel Curry – Zenith (feat. Joey Bada$$) letras

[Intro]
Catch me, catch me [x6]

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Catch me on the zenith, that’s the only time you’ll see ’em
Televised, paralyzed, thoughts are paraplegic
Sit yourself down, let us smoke up the ounce
Bounce till I’m leaking semen on your couch and then I’m out
Catch me on the zenith, from the Southern region
Federation is my motherfucking legion, we don’t believe in
False prophets, fake gods and we never trust niggas
Two rules in my house, no shoes, no fuck niggas
Catch me on the zenith, fuck a TV screen, bitch, let it die
Look at your reflection, and ask “Who am I?”
I internally extinguish the evil so I look externally to a place I can see you and still
Catch me on the zenith, devastation several nations
Singing that my nation is the king, it’s all praying on a better day
Bumping hay shit, fades away
Day by day, night by night, no I in no sight
Catch me on the zenith like I’m Hercules and Xena
Or Trick Daddy or Trina with the victims of Katrina
When the levees broke, there was never hope
Turn the TV off, I’m out the door
‘Bout to make some dough, on a lighter note
Catch me on the zenith getting jailed for misdemeanors
That’s until I change the channel to an ad for Neutrogena
On the TV screen, before my very eyes, I know that revolution will never be televised, but

[Hook x2]
Catch me on a zenith, catch me on a zenith
Catch me on a zenith, catch me on a zenith that’s the only time you’ll see ’em, nigga

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Catch me on a zenith that at the top holdin’ my penis
While I’m screaming “Fuck the world!” that’s the only time you’ll see him
Bitch, niggas hate but wanna be him
Cause I’m at the colosseum
Internationally known, you are known in your home
Catch me on a zenith, looking, down from my nimbus cloud
Just thinking aloud, “The sky’s the limit”, HOW NIGGA?
I’m in it now and, Still I Rise, and as crazy as it sounds we gon’ get more high
Catch me on a zenith asteroid projected to Venus
Woke up in a European with a singer
She said she just can’t wait to get home and cook me dinner
Curry chicken for the soul, man I’m feeling like a winner
Swear I love that bitch
Catch me on a zenith, anything I say I mean it
Sorry if it hurt your feeling man, focused on my millions
Stacks piling past the ceiling, tryna get the future right for my future children
Like hol’ that
Yeah, catch me on a zenith on the side the grass is greener
While I’m rolling up the reefer reeking louder than the speaker
Used to hate all of my teachers, now they in my bleachers
Cheering on my every move, now that I’m eating
Catch me on zenith channelling a fucking genius
While I catch the way these demons try to catch me while I’m sleeping
Won’t slip, won’t fall even if I did get back up and stand tall
Tell ’em suck my dick and catch me on a zenith bitch
For the last time, with my nigga D. Curry from the fucking C9 nigga
We done toured the whole globe two damn times
It’s safe to say this shit is mine, man we run it

[Hook x2]
Catch me on a zenith, catch me on a zenith
Catch me on a zenith, catch me on a zenith that’s the only time you’ll see ’em, nigga

Anderson .Paak – Come Down (On The Ellen Show) (Live) letras

[Intro]
Y’all niggas got me high
Uh, niggas, tell me how?

[Verse 1]
Hey! Well that’s exactly what a nigga came for
Huh, you doin’ shots from afar
I’ma meet you at your front door
Uh, so hard to be doing what you really meant for, beauty
Huh, but don’t I make it look easy
Don’t I make it look good

[Chorus]
Hey, now you, drank up all my liquor, come on
What I’m supposed to do now?
And you talking all that shit, now come on
You gonna have to back it up
If I get too high now, sugar, come on
I might never come down
You know I might never come down
Let me get down
You might not never come down
Now let me come down
You might not never come down
Let me get down!

[Bridge]
You may never ever come down
It took too long to get this high off the ground
Don’t run, just stay awhile

[Verse 2]
C’mon, uh
Can’t beat it, can’t beat it, can’t beat it, can’t beat it with the big bad door
Can’t see her with this pitch black Gucci frames on
Let me take these bitches off
Let me get the full scope, hold up
Huh, full screen, HD, let me take another picture
Let me pull it to the pre-show
Whoa, cool beans, cool beans
That’s a whole lot of reefer
Let me help you with the pre-roll

[Chorus]
You, drank up all my liquor, come on
What I’m supposed to do now?
And you talking all that shit, now come on
You gonna have to back it up
If I get too high now, sugar, come on
I might never come down
You know I might never come down
Let me get down
You might not never come down
Now let me come down
You might not never come down
Let me get down!

[Bridge]
You may never ever come down
It took too long to get this high off the ground
Don’t run, just stay awhile
You may never ever come down
It took too long to get this high off the ground
Don’t run, just stay awhile

[Skit]
Before Vietnam, when boards were long and hair were short, the center of the surfing world was a place called Malibu

22 Savage – No Heart letras

[Hook]
Young Savage, why you trappin’ so hard?
Why these niggas cappin’ so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin’ all these rappers cards?
Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I’m praying to my Glock and my card

[Verse 1]
I sit back and read like Cat in the Hat
21 Savage, the cat with the MAC
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back
Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks
I’m a real street nigga bitch
I am not one of these niggas bangin’ on wax
Pussy niggas love sneak dissing ’til I pull up on ’em, slap ’em out with the fire
Wet your mama’s house, wet your grandma’s house, keep shootin’ until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July
You was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin’ ’round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Pantherville
Eighth grade started playin’ football, then I was like fuck the field
Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield
Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I’m screaming fuck a deal
Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don’t even need a pill
I listen to your raps, thought you was hard
You ain’t even street for real
Niggas love sneak dissing on twitter
They don’t want beef for real
And all these niggas play like they tough
’till a nigga get killed
’till a nigga get spilled, ’til your blood get spilled
I’ma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I’m John Dill’
“I been with you since day one, Savage I ain’t even hating”
So what’s up with all that instagram shit?
“Savage I was just playin'”
Y’all pussy niggas fakin’, bitch I hang around them Haitians
Pull up on you, tie your kids up
Pistol whip you while your bitch naked
“Come on man, Savage you know I always play your mixtape”
Yeah nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes

[Hook]
Young Savage, why you trappin’ so hard?
Why these niggas cappin’ so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin’ all these rappers cards?
Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I’m praying to my Glock and my card

[Verse 2]
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin’ a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
Chain swangin’, diamonds blangin’, hold up
Pistol swangin’, gang bangin’, hold up
Niggas actin’ like groupies, they don’t know us
Little do they know their bitches fuckin’ on the tour bus

[Hook]
Young Savage, why you trappin’ so hard?
Why these niggas cappin’ so hard?
Why you got a 12 car garage?
Why you pullin’ all these rappers cards?
Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard
I turn that fucking soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I grew up in the streets without no heart

[Outro]
So much dope that it broke the scale
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin’ a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt

DJ SpinKing – This Big (feat. 50 Cent, Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
DJ SpinKing
Dolla $ign

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big
[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Give ’em long dick, I need a deep throat
Talking here while the heat throw
Shooting at her face like a free throw
Now girls want the freak show
I got that make you cum out of your body
Dick done got her 100 miles and running
Dick up in her, fucking up her stomach
Finger in her booty, I’ma thumb it
I’m up at Luv’s and I’m straight cashin’
When she throw it back I just hit it and I pass it
She on whatever I’m on, ain’t ask it
And when I get the pussy, gotta put it in the casket

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Go ‘head ask about me, she gon’ say I’m the shit
I pop pills and I fucked her, I bet she never forget
I caught her fresh out the shower
You know the pussy is power
And Bryson Tiller went off, I’ve been in that pussy an hour
Ay, these bitches fuck with me, wanna see ’em?
They’ve been all in my DM, nigga AM through the PM
Attract the bees with the honey
Get the hoes with the money
First the diamonds is blinking
Then the bitch get to thinking
I should fuck with a real nigga
Come up with a real nigga
Live it up with a real nigga
Grind till the paper all straight
Bag some up, sell some of the shit, weight, wait

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl take off them panties
I’m a grown man, understand me
Yeah, hit her with the long dick
She take it to the throat like a bong rip
Yeah, all the way down
You keep coming like K rounds
Ass up, face down
Go deep in the bitch, make her say owww
I be stroking
You niggas jacking off with lotion (ugh)
Niggas looking for a handout
Your bitch on the floor getting maxed out
Bam-bam-bow
Girl look back at it, how you like me now?
Smack you on the booty while you getting choked out
Hit it from the back with my fingers in your mouth, uh

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Come on
Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign, 50 Young Graveyard
Spin we up

DJ SpinKing – Kitchen (feat. Don Q & Jim Jones) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
P. Stacks
DJ SpinKing baby, oh!

[Hook: Don Q]
Back in the kitchen I’m whipping that shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I’m whipping that shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I’m ducking the task force
I run through my passports, I’m punching the last 4
Back in the kitchen I’m whipping that shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I’m whipping that shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I’m ducking the task force
I run through my passports, I’m punching the last 4

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Spend some bands down in SoHo
I dropped a dime on a coat though
Just to go style on my old ho
And I show my faces where they don’t go
Them niggas gon’ panic I’m whipping the Phantom
That shit ’bout as big as a boat though
She calling me handsome
I think it’s the way that the piece dancing and the rope glow
We got the city put the house on it
Louis belt with the pouch on it
The bully I might just but they don’t know
They wanna know the amount tho
I told her lay on her stomach and I’ll throw them racks on your back just to count on it
I bought my momma a bag and it come out of Louis so I spent a pound on it
I got a cup full of red and I’m stuck off the meds
And I’m driving I’m highed up
I can not fuck with no feds yea they come for my head
And I’m ducking the line up
You never know where you’ll wind up
I pray they ain’t snatching my guys up
I’m drinking codeine out of wine cups
Pour a nine up till my eyes shut

[Hook: Don Q]
Back in the kitchen I’m whipping that shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I’m whipping that shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I’m ducking the task force
I run through my passports, I’m punching the last 4
Back in the kitchen I’m whipping that shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I’m whipping that shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I’m ducking the task force
I run through my passports, I’m punching the last 4

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
Foreign cars when we uptown
Private jets when we touch down
Bentley’s out bring the truck around
Got the bag don’t fuck around
Flood it up or I bust it down
What the fuck is up when I touch the town
Pack toast like it’s Bucktown
They shooting there better duck down
Fucker, it’s Jim Jones
Got ten phones
I spent half the day (and what?)
I got ten gone
House on the water, nigga might swim home
Hopping out the Wraith, with my Timbs on

[Hook: Don Q]
Back in the kitchen I’m whipping that shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I’m whipping that shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I’m ducking the task force
I run through my passports, I’m punching the last 4
Back in the kitchen I’m whipping that shit that they asked for
I hop in the foreign I’m whipping that shit like a crash course
200 the dashboard, I’m ducking the task force
I run through my passports, I’m punching the last 4

DJ SpinKing – Show You (feat. Fetty Wap & Monty) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
I ain’t giving no lectures, I want you in my section
Put you in my direction, yeah baby
Show you love and affection, put your man on the ex list
20 thou on your necklace, yeah baby
Show you why I’m the best miss, I ain’t nothing to mess with
I just run up a check quick, yeah baby
Do anything to protect us, put his name on the death
Engrave your name on my left wrist, yeah baby
I ain’t giving no lectures, I want you in my section
Put you in my direction, yeah baby
Show you love and affection, put your man on the ex list
20 thou on your necklace, yeah baby
Show you why I’m the best miss, I ain’t nothing to mess with
I just run up a check quick, yeah baby
Do anything to protect us, put his name on the death
Engrave your name on my left wrist, yeah baby

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
I ain’t never gave a fuck about a nigga
So why the fuck I’ma start now?
All he know is going to stores and drug dealing
Gotta move the work ‘fore they run down
Watch how I roll the wood, light the herb now
ZooGang run the world now
I never knew how to turn down
Fetty Wap a brand new sound
I got 20 thou on me right now
That nigga acting wild, calm his ass down
Fetty Wap a brand new sound
Aye, I got 20 thou on me right now
That nigga acting wild, the .40 calm his ass down
Aye, ZooGang run the world now
Aye, I never knew how to turn down
Aye, yeaah baby, 1738, Fetty Wap
Montana Bucks, whoaoohooooohohooooh, yeah
[Verse 2: Montana Bucks]
She head over heels, hustling hills, you know where I stay
I’m counting these bills, keeping it real, show you the way
These niggas is snakes, we getting this cake, Versace shades
It’s me and you, what you wanna do, no time to waste
And I be thinking ’bout you when I’m far away
Got all these fucking Robins, I might fly away
That’s 6 for a pair, you know how I play
Back to back in Beamers, ain’t shit changed
Came from the hood to Hollywood
Now everywhere we go everybody look
Oh, we was down but we got it up
Getting money but that ain’t enough
Keep them Robin jeans on me
Keep a couple G’s on me
All this damn weed on me
I pull up, everything’s on me
ZooGang, 1738
ZooWap, Monty, Remy Boyz, squad!

[Hook]
I ain’t giving no lectures, I want you in my section
Put you in my direction, yeah baby
Show you love and affection, put your man on the ex list
20 thou on your necklace, yeah baby
Show you why I’m the best miss, I ain’t nothing to mess with
I just run up a check quick, yeah baby
Do anything to protect us, put his name on the death
Engrave your name on my left wrist, yeah baby
I ain’t giving no lectures, I want you in my section
Put you in my direction, yeah baby
Show you love and affection, put your man on the ex list
20 thou on your necklace, yeah baby
Show you why I’m the best miss, I ain’t nothing to mess with
I just run up a check quick, yeah baby
Do anything to protect us, put his name on the death
Engrave your name on my left wrist, yeah baby

DJ SpinKing – The Breakdown (feat. Dave East) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
Shit gettin’ realer and realer, ugh
Still me though
(DJ SpinKing, baby!)
Gangsta

[Verse 1]
The first time I seen cocaine
I put it on my gums, had my whole mouth numb
Smokin’ everyday for the pain
From a leak I’ma blow till the whole ounce’s done
My income had a different outcome
Pistol in the sofa was my lil’ couch gun
The whole city trynna figure out some
Me and Bully with the fully on the down south run
Me and Wayno linked up, it was game over
Leavin’ out of Butch’s crib with a ‘cane odor
Bitch invite me to her crib, bring the gang over
Me and V HK’s in the Range Rover
Niggas spin the block wrong, we gon’ bang on him
If it’s on, thunderstorm, we gon’ rain on ’em
I ain’t got a “OOOUUU” or “Panda”
But I be makin’ moves with this hammer
Locked up, I was cool in the slammer
That foreign on me, shit, put two in your Phantom
G-Mob hit my line what the lick read
I was sellin’ niggas dimes on a 10 speed
If that car look funny it gets Swiss cheese
Give her what she want, fuck what a bitch need
I’m pourin’ Codeine in a Simply
These sweat’s is Balenci’
I’m next, that’s offensive
[Hook]
Break it all down on the table
Any time I had ‘caine I was able
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (at all)
Break it all down on the table
Any time I had ‘caine I was able
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (no)
Break it all down on the table
Any time I had ‘caine I was able
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (no)
Break it all down on the table
Break it all down on the table
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (none)

[Verse 2]
10 homies on the block and we all rude
My cousin got rich off of dog food
Goin’ against us, know that ain’t a smart move
Border life, in that water you’ll be shark food
You know it’s hard to swim when that wave come
Robbed a nigga, shot a nigga with the same gun
Usually your biggest hater be a day one
Smiles got me mixin’ Louis up with [?]
D’ussé shots, shout-out to Lenny
I remember I ain’t have a penny
Fully loaded semi
J.O.S.E., jealous one still envy
Everyday the 4 train, now a Bentley
I’m just like you, blunt lit when I slide through
I’ve been that nigga since high school
Outside trappin’ all night too
Porsche Panamera is light blue
Even hit the coke and rice, boo
You can’t even be around me, I don’t like you
Candy Benz don’t it remind you of Hi-Chew
Women blessin’ me and I ain’t get to say a-choo
This Glock hold 16, that’s 8 by 2
Never worry ’bout a nigga, I just make my moves
Jumped out, pump out, this the way I shoot
Popped as many Percs as me, you’d blank out too
Even though that thing go ’round, we could shake out too

[Hook]
Break it all down on the table
Any time I had ‘caine I was able
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (at all)
Break it all down on the table
Any time I had ‘caine I was able
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (at all)
Break it all down on the table
Any time I had ‘caine I was able
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (no)
Break it all down on the table
Break it all down on the table
Lil’ told me, “never let the money change you”
I’m on TV, I ain’t had no cable (none)

DJ SpinKing – Timeless (feat. A Boogie) (Snippet) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Verse 1]
I cannot waste no time, bitch, I’m really timeless
I cannot leave my houses without diamonds
All [?] faces on my watches, I’m ’bout it
Change faces on the watches, now they frownin’
I probably spent a 100 thousand on fly shit
QP spent a 100 thousand on mollies
Bruce Lee kick it with me, I be stylin’
2 seater Bentley and it’s topless
And she’s topless, naked bitch driver
Papers and fronto wrapped around Sour
I cannot waste no time, bitch, I’m really timeless
I cannot waste no time, bitch, I’m really…

[Hook]
I cannot waste no time, bitch, I’m really grindin’
If I ever said, “I love you,” I was lyin’
I fuck with you but you was always like a side bitch
Cause I can never put nothin’ over grindin’
[Verse 2]
I just left my baby girl a message
I said, I won’t be comin’ home
Hah, that’s a dub, bitch, I’m on the road
Hah, and I need 20 thousand for a show
Hah, I ain’t walkin’ through your club no more
Hah, But if floss hit me up I go
Hah, SpinKing that’s the fuckin’ bro
Hah…

DJ SpinKing – Slowly (feat. Ayo Jay, Nico & Vinz) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Nico, Ayo Jay & (DJ SpinKing)]
SpinKing, Nico & Vinz, Ayo Jay
(DJ SpinKing baby)

[Verse 1: Nico & Vinz]
Rock to the beat, get low
Pick up the right tempo
When you go fast and slow
You takin’ control, I’m tryna see more
Cause everything’s finer dressed in designer
From up to her nails up to her eyeliner
Perfect for me, I always remind her
Go get your Visa, so you can fly out
Ooh girl, pardon me
Caught up in your energy
Ooh girl, what I want
Please don’t make me wait no more
Can’t wait ’til I get you in the zone
Give yourself to me, you can never be wrong
I can never be wrong, can never be wrong
[Hook: Vinz]
Say I just wanna go with you baby, slowly
I just wanna roll with you baby, slowly
I just wanna sex with your body, slowly
And take it slowly, and take it slowly
I just wanna go with you baby, slowly
I just wanna roll with you baby, slowly
I just wanna sex with your body, slowly
And take it slowly, and take it slowly
I said oh
I said oh
Ooh, yeah, oh
Oh, oh yeah

[Verse 2: Ayo Jay]
I’m feelin’ good, my price has gone up, you know
I don’t really worry ’bout nada, no more
I just wanna have a good time in every city
With the fine babes, it’s time to turn up
Feel it while you move your body slowly
I just want you to be my one and only
I just wanna take a little bit of my advance
Throw the money in the air while you shake it for me
I wanna be your friend and be your homie
And I only done this so you can hold me yeah
Cause you got that biggie back and that’s a fact
I never seen anybody move that
Never seen a ting, never seen a ting like you
I got no option, I just wanna chill with you

[Hook: Vinz]
I just wanna go with you baby, slowly
I just wanna roll with you baby, slowly
I just wanna sex with your body, slowly
And take it slowly, and take it slowly
I just wanna go with you baby, slowly
I just wanna roll with you baby, slowly
I just wanna sex with your body, slowly
And take it slowly, and take it slowly

[Bridge: Nico & Vinz]
I need ya, girl won’t you be mine, mine, mine
Baby, slow down when you do your whine, whine, whine
There is no rush, girl just take your time, time, time
Oh, oh

[Hook: Vinz]
I just wanna go with you baby, slowly
I just wanna roll with you baby, slowly
I just wanna sex with your body, slowly
And take it slowly, and take it slowly
I just wanna go with you baby, slowly
I just wanna roll with you baby, slowly
I just wanna sex with your body, slowly
And take it slowly, and take it slowly
I said oh
I said oh
Ooh, yeah, oh
Oh, oh yeah

DJ SpinKing – Hell Yeah (feat. Zoey Dollaz & French Montana) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Hook: Zoey Dollaz]
Bad bitch? Hell yeah
Hair did? Hell yeah
Nails did? Hell yeah
Is them bitches hatin’ on her? Hell yeah
Woop, she a bad bitch
Woop, she a bad bitch
Woop, she a bad bitch
Bitches hatin’ on her, she a bad bitch

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz]
Bad bitch? Hell yeah
Nails did, hair did? Hell yeah
Got her own bread, she don’t need a male care
And them bitches hatin’ on her need welfare
Woop, woop, and she foreign
She pull up in the foreign
Them niggas couldn’t ignore it
She knows she’s the shit
She call herself Miss Important
And you lame niggas thinkin’ you ballin’
You ain’t scorin’, huh
Lame nigga, that’s my bitch
And she only fuck with real niggas, that’s it
So you can’t get her nigga, hell nah
And them others bitches hatin’ cause they fell off

[Hook: Zoey Dollaz & (French Montana)]
Bad bitch? Hell yeah (Woop)
Hair did? Hell yeah (Woop)
Nails did? Hell yeah (Skrrr)
Is them bitches hatin’ on her? Hell yeah (Hannn)
Woop, she a bad bitch (Hell yeah, hannn)
Woop, she a bad bitch (Hell yeah, hannn)
Woop, she a bad bitch (Hell yeah, hannn)
Bitches hatin’ on her, she a bad bitch (Hell yeah)

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Straight to the money? Hell yeah
That’s why they actin’ funny? Hell yeah
In the foreign I’ma wake up, hell yeah
That’s why she want me to pick up? Hell yeah
If she drop it to the ground, baby, hell yeah
I’ma get the crocodile Birkin, baby, hell yeah
PJ’s to the PJ’s, hell yeah
Five stacks on her weave hair, hell yeah
Bump on the wrist watch, blew her brains out
And that coupe with the rip top
Shout out to [?]
I’ma hit it, pass it to Zoey, hell yeah
I’ma make the cash, I’ma blow it, hell yeah

[Hook: Zoey Dollaz]
Bad bitch? Hell yeah
Hair did? Hell yeah
Nails did? Hell yeah
Is them bitches hatin’ on her? Hell yeah
Woop, she a bad bitch
Woop, she a bad bitch
Woop, she a bad bitch
Bitches hatin’ on her, she a bad bitch

DJ SpinKing – Came Up In The Game (feat. Chinx) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Intro: DJ SpinKing & Chinx]
Woo, uh
SpinKing, what up?
Yeah
Chinx, Coke Boys

[Hook: DJ SpinKing & Chinx]
Four finger dope ring
Yeah, you know that gold thing
Hoppin’ out that drop top
In and out that non-stop
I switch lanes and get brain
And I ain’t know that trick name
I switch lanes and get brain
My nigga, we done came up in the game
We done came up in the game
We done came up in the game
We done came up in the game
[Verse 1: Chinx]
Just left my bitch
Went and got me a new one
One up on these niggas, like the score 2-1
That pussy was pink, now it’s a black and blue one
They can’t build a case see
I’ve been killin’ shit for too long
A nigga flyer than them G-5’s, I done flew one
They hate that we done came up in the world like a newborn
Coke Boys in here, fuck niggas move on
That bitch certified, but you don’t think she do wrong
My youngin’ tote a 40, we don’t fuck around with police
Bumpin’ niggas up then they gon’ leave out with it slowly
Niggas livin’ fast, we gon’ kill them niggas slowly
The whip been the coldest
Leanin’ like a soda-codeine
I be on that brown, lil’ shawty on the way
Roll up on them like I do ’em, pill ’em and it’s spray
Back to back 6’s like we tripped up on the dice
Gun up on me case they run up on me at the light

[Hook: DJ SpinKing & Chinx]
Four finger dope ring
Yeah, you know that gold thing
Hoppin’ out that drop top
In and out that non-stop
I switch lanes and get brain
And I ain’t know that trick name
I switch lanes and get brain
My nigga, we done came up in the game
We done came up in the game
We done came up in the game
We done came up in the game

DJ SpinKing – Bonus League Of Your Own (feat. French Montana, Nico & Vinz) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

[Verse 1: Nico]
Tell me what you feel
What you thinkin bout’ when you see me
But if you want to show, I’d love to find out this evening
I know you been through some very rough times
Now you think you know what every man’s like
But I promise I will never treat you like he did
Yeah I’m young but I’m grown
Let me be the one you call
I swear to God, the way you ride girl gon’ keep me home
Whine like you’re from an island
Loving your position and timing
Princess, I wanna make you mine
So tell me if I’m wasting time

[Hook: Velous]
What do you see, I’m on the outside looking in
I see beauty, it is the real event girl
You’re in a league in a league
League, in a league, you in a league of your own
[Verse 2: French Montana]
SpinKing you got one boy huh
Velous
Montana!
What you see? What you see?
Coming down the lane, balling like I’m CP
Know competition ‘less you wanna leave
That’s how it is when you in your own league
I just want you to put your body on me
Bumping and grinding and wining on me
Your lights out the world, girl shining on me
Tell me what you want baby, count it on me
Lay back, relax, you feeling the vibe
Know you need a real one, a real one inside you
And frankly, I don’t wanna hide you
Need you by my side when I ride through
Cracked lobster, Jamaica, haan
My chick bad no make up, haan
We drink and smoke on the wake up, haan
And no telling what it take

[Hook: Velous]
What do you see, I’m on the ocean looking in
I see beauty, it is the real event girl
You’re in a league, in a league
League, in a league, you in a league of your own

[Verse 3: Vinz]
I say there’s nobody like you, oh baby
I see the things that you do for me yeah
You been rock rock solid babe, rock rock solid since day one
So rock rock solid babe, rock rock solid since day one
Cause you the homie, the one to ride for me
Don’t leave me lonely, I can tell you’re the one for me
I feel your body next to me, I feel you’re coming on ya, on ya
I know you got the sex for me, I let you cause you control all me

[Hook: Velous]
What do you see, I’m on the ocean looking in
I see beauty, it is the real event girl
You’re in a league, in a league
League, in a league, you in a league of your own

Que – Donuts On Melrose (Bonus Track) (The Dogfather Mixtape) letras

[Hook]
I pour mud in all my drinks
I got a bedroom at the bank
I took my side bitch overseas
Just so I could make her roll my weed
I got lost inside my house
Playing golf inside my house
My garage look like a showroom
My whole spot smell like a grow room

[Verse 1]
Bottle of Chanel for my newborn
I like my pussy when it’s lukewarm
Break the bowl like I got two arms
Bought some white boys and popped two of ‘em
All my bitches give me keys
Stuffin’ racks inside my Fendi jeans
Four five on me with the lemon squeeze
I want records, I hate sipping green
Bought a new spot just to fuck in
Won’t come in if I can’t bring my cup in
Signing deals all on my cellphone
Doing donuts all on Melrose
[Hook]
I pour mud in all my drinks
I got a bedroom at the bank
I took my side bitch overseas
Just so I could make her roll my weed
I got lost inside my house
Playing golf inside my house
My garage look like a showroom
My whole spot smell like a grow room

[Verse 2]
Might swap that Audi for that G-Way
Had your bitch, she let me teabag
I’m in crowds with 20k on
Told my bitch don’t make me go Mac Dre on her
Keep that pole with me, ain’t gon’ play with it
Especially if I got my gold on, I got to stay with it
Keep Chanel bags for my lady
Louis bag and [?]
Sippin’ drank in my jacuzzi
When I ain’t got none I be moody
You can’t afford my hoes, they boojie
Half a milly for the car, and it smoking [?]

[Hook]
I pour mud in all my drinks
I got a bedroom at the bank
I took my side bitch overseas
Just so I could make her roll my weed
I got lost inside my house
Playing golf inside my house
My garage look like a showroom
My whole spot smell like a grow room

Paloma Ford – Jada (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
Queen Latifah
‘Bout to set it off in the motherfucker right now
Michael Jackson
Swear to God, I got the glove on right now
I know it’s my time and I won’t be long now
And it won’t be long now
Man, I swear it ain’t no days off
Even on my days off, every day a work day
Tryna handle all the shit I got on my plate
But they keep bringin’ entrées
Keep it 3 thou’ like André
Tryna do it big like Beyoncé
Cause girls love Beyoncé, girls love Beyoncé
But it’s okay

[Hook]
Cause one day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
Love me, love me, yeah
Cause one day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
Love me, love me, yeah

[Verse 2]
Jada Pinkett
‘Bout to set it off in the motherfucker right now
Baby, let’s run away together
We can hide of them now
Nobody gotta see us, see us
No, they can’t come between us, ‘tween us
When you and I get together
It’ll be fireworks all over
Who ya love do they put you first?
Like I do, I do, baby
Like I do, I do, baby
I know it’ll be okay

[Hook]
Cause one day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
Love me, love me, yeah
Cause one day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
One day they gon’ love me
Love me, love me, yeah

[Outro]
It’s okay cause one day they gon’…
Love me
Love me
Love me, love me, love me

Paloma Ford – Do It Again (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
Mane, I just touched down tell me what it do
Baby you could come to me or I could come to you
All these other motherfuckers don’t compare to you
Tell them other niggas straight up they ain’t got the juice

[Bridge]
I been workin’ all the time while ya layin’ down
I been whippin’ in my Jeep with the top down
All my niggas get that money, don’t be lazy
All my bitches pour it up, we gettin’ faded
[Pre-Hook]
I’m on a 100 right now
Pull up we smoking that loud
Pulled up in a foreign right now
Imma make my momma proud
[?]
I always stuck to my plans
Go to sleep, coming through Benz

[Hook]
Wake up and do it again
Wake up and do it again
I always stuck to my plans
Wake up and do it again
I always stuck to my plans
Wake up and do it again
Wake up and

[Verse 2]
Wake up and kill the competition
Wake up and show ’em what they missing
Wake up and do it everyday
Just like before they know my name
I got the magic
Magic carpet like Aladdin, ponytail like I’m Jasmine
Know they wonder how I do this shit

[Bridge]
I been workin’ all the time while ya layin’ down
I been whippin’ in my Jeep with the top down
All my niggas get that money, don’t be lazy
All my bitches pour it up, we gettin’ faded

[Pre-Hook]
I’m on a 100 right now
Pull up we smoking that loud
Pulled up in a foreign right now
Imma make my mama proud
[?]
I always stuck to my plans
Go to sleep, coming through Benz

[Hook]
Wake up and do it again
Wake up and do it again
I always stuck to my plans
Wake up and do it again
I always stuck to my plans
Wake up and do it again
Wake up and do it again
(Wake up and do it again
Wake up and do it again)

Paloma Ford – She (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
She take it to the haze
Sip, sip, sippin’ on that [?], spinnin’ on my brain
Takin’ off her tooth piece, two bitches in my bed
We makin’ a movie, one blind, the other red
The other red

[Chorus]
Cause she look like Rihanna but she not Rihanna
Told her come on over cause I know she want it
In the morning she tiptoeing through my whole apartment
Told her keep it down, please watch she for my garments
[Verse 2]
Let her hit the J because she wanna smoke too
Roll them windows up cause we don’t need no [?]
She’ll ride her Dodge, she do what I tell her too
She won’t catch a charge, for me my bitch is so true, so true
My lines up on a flight to Miami
[?] on my bitches cause they all look semi
[?] ain’t touchdown in Miami, downtown in Miami

[Chorus]
She look like Rihanna but she not Rihanna
Told her come on over cause I know she want it
In the morning she tiptoeing through my whole apartment
Told her keep it down, please watch she for my garments

[Outro]
My garments
My garments
Garments
My garments
My garments
So true
My garments
Garments
My garments
My garments
So true
So true

Paloma Ford – W.E.T (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
When you know you out there, baby, where you been?
I know you could feel the tension in the air
Just take off your clothes and come over here
It’s about to go down, way down, down

[Chorus]
You make me want it every time
You make me want it every time
You make me want it every time
You make me want it every time
You get it wet
[Verse 2]
I can take control, baby, let me know
I ain’t slowing down, baby, nice and slow, yeah
Daddy keep it right there, don’t fuck up the flow
There’s so many reasons why

[Chorus]
You make me want it every time
You make me want it every time
You make me want it every time
You make me want it every time
You get it wet

Paloma Ford – Rounds (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

I don’t wanna get down now
Don’t wanna put it on make-up
Better long with it, let’s get drunk
Baby let’s get fucked up
Tonight don’t wanna see nobody, body, no no
Let’s have a private party, party
Put your hands up on my body, body
Do it slow
Put your hands up on my body tonight
[?]
Take a one-way round this trip
Run along in some hotel sheets
Take a sip of this Hennessey and come kiss me
You deserve all of these rounds rounds rounds
You deserve all of these rounds rounds rounds

Boy, I’m gonna feel love with that touch
Used to make me wanna fuck, ahh
Keep talking that shit, I’ma get it up
Come and pull my hair up, boy grab my butt
Right now, right now right now
‘Cause I don’t wanna see nobody, body, no no
Let’s have a private party, party
Put your hands up on my body, body
Do it slow
Put your hands up on my body tonight
[?]
Take a one-way round this trip
Run along in some hotel sheets
(Roll with me, roll with me)
Take a sip of this Hennessey and come kiss me
You deserve all of these rounds rounds rounds
You deserve all of these rounds rounds rounds
(I’ma get you now)

Paloma Ford – That Shit Ain’t Cool (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
Its 4 in the morning, you still at home yeah
Oh yeah, yeah I phoned ya
What the fuck is your problem nigga
Whenever I’m with ya, its always right by ya
Why you keep tryin’ like I don’t know when you’re lyin’ nigga
Ain’t no, ain’t no way I’m waitin’ on you
Oh no no momma didn’t raise no fool
I ain’t gon’ lie, heart can’t take more, can’t take more
You ain’t got no more time, you ain’t got no more time
Fuck you give me more time
What about the last time nigga
Last time was the last time nigga
Last time was the last time hey
No that shit wasn’t cool hey
You thought that shit was cool

[Hook]
Like you weren’t about my feelings
Lyin’ about these bitches
Like I ain’t been there for you nigga
Anytime anywhere for you nigga
That shit ain’t cool, that shit ain’t cool
And like you weren’t about my feelings
Lyin’ about these bitches
Anytime anywhere, anywhere for you nigga
That shit ain’t cool
[Verse 2]
First you the homie, then you just met her
You getting sloppy nigga
Cause you personally, don’t mean to leave
You didn’t stay, why the fuck do I bother with ya
Cleary you’re a child that likes to play
And I ain’t got no time to play no games
I’m really really grown, with an attitude long
And you still can’t admit when you’re wrong
Nigga that shit ain’t cool
I know I said it was all good
But then I asked my homegirl
She said fuck that nigga he no good god damn
It was only you I wanted but
I got more than I wanted when I got it
You know that wasn’t cool
You say you focused on your business
It seem like you on these bitches
That ain’t cool, no no, no no, that shit ain’t cool

[Hook]
Like you weren’t about my feelings (oh yeah)
Lyin’ about these bitches
Like I ain’t been there for you nigga
Anytime anywhere, anywhere for you nigga
That shit ain’t cool, that shit ain’t cool
And like I ain’t been down for you nigga
Anytime anywhere, anywhere for you nigga
That shit ain’t cool

Paloma Ford – Hit Of You (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
Come over here baby
Come over here baby
We could lay around all day
And do a bunch of nothing
That’s how we know we got something
I know it’s gotta be something

[Pre-Chorus]
We could just kick back
And look at the stars while we’re high
I’m caught in the days I see stars in your eyes
Oh baby, oh baby
All these purple clouds
Yea we getting higher now

[Chorus: Blaq Tuxedo]
I don’t know what it is you do
To my, to my, to my head
But I feel so high
You got me walking in the sky
I need another hit of you, you
I need another hit of you, you
I need another hit of

[Verse 2]
I wanna be your lover
(Uh I think about you daily)
Yeah a day without your love
Would have me going crazy
I wanna be your lover
(Whoa, I’m addicted to you uh
I’m addicted to you uh)
Got me thinking you know what

[Pre-Chorus]
We could just kick back
And look at the stars while were high
I’m caught in the days I see stars in your eyes
Oh baby, oh baby
All these purple clouds
Yeah we getting higher now
(Yeah)

[Chorus: Blaq Tuxedo]
I don’t know what it is you do
To my, to my, to my head
But I feel so high
You got me walking in the sky
I need another hit of you, you
I need another hit of you, you
I need another hit of

[Break]

[Pre-Chorus]
(I need another hit of)
Kick back and look at the stars while we’re high
(I need another hit of)
Oh baby
All these purple clouds
Yeah we getting higher now
(Yea-ea)

[Chorus: Blaq Tuxedo]
I don’t know what it is you do
To my, to my, to my head
But I feel so high
You got me walking in the sky
I need another hit of you, you
I need another hit of you, you
I need another hit of

Nina Nesbitt – Ontario (Live In Colour EP) letras

Everyone was drunk, we were in the hot tub,
with a cold air filling up our lungs oh
and I’ve known you for a while, never like this though, tension running wild, we got out and tiptoed down, to the basement in my friends house.

And you go between touching me, wanting me, pushing me, pulling me off my bed onto yours suddenly we were there, your hands caught in my hair, yeah
Empty house, bodies close, I thought that we were gonna be alone, gonna be alone
Take me high, take me home, I thought that we were gonna be alone, ontario.

We’re driving home slow, road is so scenic,
Tryna work me out, asking all my secrets now
And it’s almost like you mean it.
It’s on the tip of my tounge, you can almost hear it
and you say you’ve got a girl, I can’t believe it,
My heart’s racing faster than this car but you’re in slow motion now

I’m seeing you touching me, wanting me, suddenly I’m regretting everything I’d ever said oh, then you look over and I’m lying – empty house, bodies close, I thought that we were gonna be alone, gonna be alone.
Take me high, take me home, I thought that we were gonna be alone, ontario.

Does she know I’m still inside your mind?
Does she know that you were almost mine?

Empty house, bodies close, I thought that were gonna be alone, gonna be alone
Take me high, take me home, I thought that we were gonna be alone, ontario.

Nina Nesbitt – Brisbane (Live In Colour EP) letras

Breath it out
Close your eyes
It’s finally taking over

Silence falls
In the room
I wanna keep this moment
Like […] perfume
‘Cause I’m terrified
That those wrinkles by your eyes
Will become blurry lines
In a couple of years from now
When I’m thinking of your face
And suddenly it fades from me

15 good years
We couldn’t be much closer
But if you’re gone
And I’m here
I’m not just somebody’s daughter, now

Your heart is slowing down
Like a train pulling in to the station
I’m about these helpless eyes
Those empty bottles of medication
And there’ll come a time
When I’m dressed in white
And a space by my side
Should’ve been filled by you
But I’ll be thinking of your face
And hoping that you’re thinking of me, too

15 good years
We couldn’t be much closer
But if you’re gone
And I’m here
I’m not just somebody’s daughter, now

You gave me life
Guess I thought you’d be a mother
Those Brisbane lights
They’re shining for you
Your lungs are black
Your body’s fading grey
But everything is blinding me, now

15 good years
We couldn’t be much closer
But if you’re gone, and I’m here
I’m not just somebody’s daughter

15 good years
Those Brisbane lights
They’re shining for you
But if you’re gone, and I’m here
I’m not just somebody’s daughter, now

Nina Nesbitt – Los Angeles (Live In Colour EP) letras

We’re sitting in a taxi, racing on the 405
We just left the party – off Dakota Drive
Now you’re shouting from the left seat

You take your hand off my thigh
And I wish I could explain, but you say I lie

The truth is I got jealous she was with you and my ex
And when you walked on over, I got a pain in my chest
I know I wasn’t sober but I meant what I said to you
Now I don’t wanna break I wanna work this through
‘Cause when I think about my future all I think about is you

But we’re the only reason that we ever seem to argue

Gotta keep in the moment – Gotta keep in the now
Gotta keep it, oh keep it, gotta keep it way deep down

Gotta keep in the moment – I’m in love with you now
Gotta keep it, oh keep it, gotta keep it way deep down

Keep it way deep down
(Keep it way deep down)

‘Cause he was just first love, doesn’t mean he is the one
Now you’re running in circles, over and over
So many complications in our new relationship

But getting back together’s always gonna be a risk
Now either we let go of the past or well be part of it
But parts of my past have hurt me so bad
and altought I’m over them I am still close

To the memories I have, I hope you understand
‘Cause I’m ready to bury this all in the sand
Gotta keep in the moment – Gotta keep in the now
Gotta keep it, oh keep it, gotta keep it way deep down
Gotta keep in the moment – I’m in love with you now
Gotta keep it, oh keep it, gotta keep it way deep down
Keep it way deep down
Keep it way deep down
Keep it, oh keep it
We’re like California rain in the summer
and I don’t wanna run for cover
I’m soaking you into my skin
Drowning out those that have been
We’re like California rain in the summer
and I don’t wanna run for cover
I’m soaking you into my skin
Drowning out those that have been
Gotta keep in the moment – Gotta keep in the now
Gotta keep it, oh keep it, gotta keep it way deep down
Gotta keep in the moment – I’m in love with you now
Gotta keep it, oh keep it, gotta keep it way deep down
Keep it way deep down
Keep it way deep down
Keep it, oh keep it
(Keep it way deep down)
(Keep it way deep down)
(Keep it way deep down)

Nina Nesbitt – Manchester (Live In Colour EP) letras

Standing at the edge of sanity
I’ve been here a couple of times
But I swore I was better, I was better

And it hurts, to keep inside
Feeling worse, cause I know I
Could be in control, if I let them know
Keep thinking that I’m finally waken
But I’m mistaken
Now I’m sitting all alone in the basement
Hands are shaking

[Chorus]
Cause I hurt myself, myself again
Crying for help, for help again
Didn’t feel so precious under all the pressure
I hurt myself, myself again, myself again

I know I’m my own worst enemy
I’ve got a double sided mind
But I swear I’ll get better, I’ll get better this time

I need to believe, these times don’t make me weak
And I’m in control, my life’s beautiful

My head and my heart’s been aching
Feelings are fading
Now I’m sitting all alone in the basement
Hands are shaking

[Chorus]
Cause I hurt myself, myself again
Crying for help, for help again
Didn’t feel so precious under all the pressure
I hurt myself, myself again, myself again

Everything bad that’s ever happened to me
It’s playing to fast like a messed up movie
When it’s like that, it’s so hard to see the beauty
That’s when I hurt myself, myself again

[Chorus]
Cause I hurt myself, myself again
Crying for help, for help again
Didn’t feel so precious under all the pressure
I hurt myself, myself again, myself again

Nina Nesbitt – Stockholm (Live In Colour EP) letras

I never loved him
Sorry that I left and cut you out
Took a little while but I worked it out

Now I’m never wondering if I’m good enough
You hold me like a diamond in the rough
Oh and I don’t feel no pain
‘Cause real love ain’t that way
Oh and it feels fucking crazy
When you touch me lately
I think I finally know

[Chorus]
I never loved him
Not even for a minute
Thought I did then, but you don’t see when you’re in it

Nobody has gone [?]
Come this far
It’s you and I

I never loved him

He took me from Stockholm
On a train to Warsaw
Got a boat to Helsinki

He said, ‘Love ain’t gonna hurt
If the one you love deserves you’
But he’s close, [?]

I’m never wondering if I’m good enough
You hold me like a diamond in the rough

Oh and I don’t feel no pain
‘Cause real love ain’t that way
Oh and it feels fucking crazy
When you touch me lately
I think I finally know

[Chorus]
I never loved him
Not even for a minute
Thought I did then, but you don’t see when you’re in it

Nobody has gone [?]
Come this far
It’s you and I

I never loved him

Oh oh oh wa oh ..

[Chorus]
I never loved him
Not even for a minute
Thought I did then, but you don’t see when you’re in it

Nobody has gone [?]
Come this far
It’s you and I

I never loved him, no