Dreamville – 1993 Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Buddy]
Ayy
These motherfuckers, man, yo
(Elite, Elite, Elite)
Check it
Yo, check it out, ayy

[Interlude: Buddy]
Since 1993 I’ve been smoking weed, ask about me
Niggas know not to, oh, wait, niggas know not to, oh, fuck, ayy

[Chorus: Smino]
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up

[Verse 1: Smino]
Uh, I’m drunk at a party, ain’t put down my cup
The fuck is my water? I pick this shit up
Then drank all the water and threw this shit up
It’s ash in my cup, I’m mad as a muh’, huh
I push pack like USPS, you is a bitch

[Interlude: Buddy]
Ayy, yo, yo, shut the fuck, ayy
Don’t even rap, nigga, you
Ayy, hold on
Hold the fuck up, nigga

[Verse 2: Cozz]
Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight
I only got one reason, I’m top dog tonight
I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight
Drunken partying, slobbering, ‘nother sloppy night
Always fight with my mama, but look, on my leave night
I’ll call her, when I’m a baller, I promise that I’ma score you
Until then, I’ma ignore you, it’s nothing personal (Sorry)
I’m just tryna fuck a couple girls and go
Can’t do that while I’m on the phone
I’m not a mother’s boy, I’m a motherfucker

[Interlude: Buddy]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on, nigga
Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke, nigga?
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

[Chorus: Smino]
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up

[Verse 3: Doctur Dot]
Yeah
Sittin’ sideways, side steppin’ side bitches
Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business
You’re slurring, my baby, you’re surfing, no turfing
My girl drippin’, dirty whispers in my ear
I don’t mumble
ABC your way up out the convo
Lookin’ for sluts, oh?
Oh, I know a couple

[Interlude: Buddy]
Bro, bro, bro, bro
Ayy, bro, bro, bro, bro
Ayy, nigga, come on, like
Nigga, stop rapping, start passing
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Like can I? My nigga

[Chorus: Smino]
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up (Bro, bro)
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let’s get fucked up
Roll up

[Verse 4: JID]
Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed
The stress so strong it got me weak
I’m so on, it threw me off (Yeah)
I’m throwed off, yes indeed
I threw up after my threesome
On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do
She wanna come to my crib and give me a genital smooch
Typical, typical, get the piccolo, skididdle, skedaddle
I sling peen like a lasso
That mean king save the queen from the castle
I grab the saddle
Prisoner to prescription, it’s changed, jackal, Jack Daniels
Shawty tryna tell me

[Interlude: Buddy]
Motherfucker, ayy, didn’t I say? Nigga, ayy
We can’t rap, nigga, we smoking weed
Stop rappin’, nigga, this is not a rap session
We gettin’ high

[Verse 5: J. Cole]
If I smoke a blunt right now
I’ma be on 285 with my pants pulled down
Around my ankles
Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke
You niggas don’t want smoke
No guts like that Swisher we just smoked
We cutthroat, niggas…

[Outro: Buddy]
Hold, hold on, hold on
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, wait
Shh, shh, shh
Wait, wait, wait, okay
Watson, Watson, stop
‘Cause this nigga J. Cole, he done grew some dreads
He think he smoke now
Pass the blunt, nigga, stop rappin’
That’s the end of the song, nigga
This the end of the session, we goin’ home
I just called my Lyft
I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean
Let me try one more time

Aminé – REEL IT IN Lyrics

[Intro]
Right now!

[Chorus]
Reel it in
I got the bag, tell a friend
She got some ass, bring it in
Bitch I’m the news, CNN (yeah)
Reel it in
I got the bag, tell a friend
She got some ass, bring it in
Bitch I’m the news, CNN (yeah) (hey!)

[Verse 1]
Trippin’
Rollie got the tick tock missin’
Bitch pimpin’ (ayy)
Broke niggas got me livin’ (wow)
You Jordan or Pippen (true)
I’m Kobe I’m never gon’ dish it
Or miss it
I’m business as fuck and I ain’t got the time to just kick it

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t trust nobody ’cause I can’t be fake
Frontin’ ain’t an option ’cause my soul can’t change
And I’m tired of being humble, bitch I feel no way
It’s that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like

[Chorus]
Reel it in (woo)
I got the bag, tell a friend
She got some ass, bring it in (ayy)
Bitch I’m the news, CNN (yeah)
Reel it in
I got the bag, tell a friend
She got some ass, bring it in
Bitch I’m the news, CNN

[Verse 2]
Jesus Christ! (Hallelujah!)
I buy that shit before I even know the price (hey!)
This 13k up on my finger, bitch you right (true)
Them diamonds dancin’, yeah that boy be lookin’ nice (ayy)
I guess that’s what you call that motherfucking ice
I got a thotiana, put her in designer
She Italiana, she a sorta kinda
She Björk cute
So she really fine, just sorta weird, and she got some cake
Gimme OPB for my ODB
These APC, do your ABC’s
I’m a young dread-head with anxiety
And I love it when a bitch nigga tryin’ me

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t trust nobody ’cause I can’t be fake
Frontin’ ain’t an option ’cause my soul can’t change
And I’m tired of being humble, bitch I feel no way
It’s that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like

[Chorus]
Reel it in (ayy)
I got the bag, tell a friend (whoo)
She got some ass, bring it in (ooh)
Bitch I’m the news, CNN (yeah)
Reel it in
I got the bag, tell a friend (true)
She got some ass, bring it in
Bitch I’m the news, CNN (yeah)

Duran Duran – Too Much Information (Album Version)

[Chorus]
Destroyed by MTV
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen
To sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Verse 1]
Hey TV child look into my eyes
Here by intervention I want your attention
Promotion boy in a suit and tie
He wants you to use it
You’re too shot to loose it
It’s pumping down the cable
Like never seen before
A cola (condom) manufacturer is sponsoring the war
Here comes the news with love from me to you

[Chorus]
Destroyed by ABC
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen
To sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Verse 2]
Turn on the tube
Hits you with the groove
Advertizing music
We want you to choose it
These teeth are white trainers ultra bright
This band is perfect just don’t scratch the surface
We covered all the angles
The survey people said
Just put us on the cover we’ll be smiling anyway
This video was made with love to you

[Chorus]
Destroyed by BBC
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen to
Sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Chorus]
Destroyed by MTV
I hate to bite the hand that
Feeds me so much information
The pressure’s on the screen to
Sell you things that you don’t need
It’s too much information for me

[Chorus]
Dialate your mind [x3]
Got to give it to me
Got to listen to me
Got to give in to me
Now I’m on the
I try……

Sam Hunt – Drinkin’ Too Much (Lyric Video)

Oh, I drink and take a sip of it
Feelin’ like a hypocrite
Go for more and I don’t give a shit
I never used to talk, I never used to talk like this

I’m sorry I named the album ‘Montevallo’
And I’m sorry people know your name now
And strangers hit you up on social media
I’m sorry you can’t listen to the radio
And drive out to the place we used to get peaches down in Pelham
I know you want your privacy
And you’ve got nothing to say to me
But I wish you’d let me pay off your student loans
To these songs you gave to me
‘Member the first time you stayed with me?
Overpacked, and drove up, and went to the CMA’s with me
Two years later, it felt like you were a million miles away from me
And I was the one on stage, drunk
Barely holdin’ on, on ABC
Hope your dad still prays for me

Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

A year ago I was in a hotel room in Pheonix
Wonderin’ if it’s ever OK to lie
Cause I knew the truth would make you wanna die
But I told you everything, and you told me to have a good life
But you still couldn’t believe it was really goodbye
Every night you’d fill the bathtub up
Lie there for hours, put your face under water, and cry
I never wanted to be a heartbreaker
Turn your sisters and friends into matchmakers
I know you think my dreams came true
Since you been gone
Singin’ these songs are just something to do
Every dream I ever had was you
Hope you know I’m still in love
It’s the kind you can’t fall out of

Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

I know this might seem like a contradiction
The last thing you need is more unwanted attention
But you changed your number, and moved
And this is the only way I could reach you
So wherever you are, turn it up and listen

Hannah Lee, I’m on my way to you
Nobody can love you like I do
I don’t know what I’m gonna say to you
But I know there ain’t no way, I know there ain’t no way
No there ain’t no way we’re through

SAM HUNT – Drinkin’ Too Much lyrics

Oh, I drink and take a sip of it
Feelin’ like a hypocrite
Go for more and I don’t give a shit
I never used to talk, I never used to talk like this

I’m sorry I named the album ‘Montevallo’
And I’m sorry people know your name now
And strangers hit you up on social media
I’m sorry you can’t listen to the radio
And drive out to the place we used to get peaches down in Pelham
I know you want your privacy
And you’ve got nothing to say to me
But I wish you’d let me pay off your student loans
To these songs you gave to me
‘Member the first time you stayed with me?
Overpacked, and drove up, and went to the CMA’s with me
Two years later, it felt like you were a million miles away from me
And I was the one on stage, drunk
Barely holdin’ on, on ABC
Hope your dad still prays for me

Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

A year ago I was in a hotel room in Pheonix
Wonderin’ if it’s ever OK to lie
Cause I knew the truth would make you wanna die
But I told you everything, and you told me to have a good life
But you still couldn’t believe it was really goodbye
Every night you’d fill the bathtub up
Lie there for hours, put your face under water, and cry
I never wanted to be a heartbreaker
Turn your sisters and friends into matchmakers
I know you think my dreams came true
Since you been gone
Singin’ these songs are just something to do
Every dream I ever had was you
Hope you know I’m still in love
It’s the kind you can’t fall out of

Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

I know this might seem like a contradiction
The last thing you need is more unwanted attention
But you changed your number, and moved
And this is the only way I could reach you
So wherever you are, turn it up and listen

Hannah Lee, I’m on my way to you
Nobody can love you like I do
I don’t know what I’m gonna say to you
But I know there ain’t no way, I know there ain’t no way
No there ain’t no way we’re through

Sam Hunt – Drinkin’ Too Much lyrics

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Oh, I drink and take a sip of it
Feelin’ like a hypocrite
Go for more and I don’t give a shit
I never used to talk, I never used to talk like this

I’m sorry I named the album ‘Montevallo’
And I’m sorry people know your name now
And strangers hit you up on social media
I’m sorry you can’t listen to the radio
And drive out to the place we used to get peaches down in Pelham
I know you want your privacy
And you’ve got nothing to say to me
But I wish you’d let me pay off your student loans
To these songs you gave to me
‘Member the first time you stayed with me?
Overpacked, and drove up, and went to the CMA’s with me
Two years later, it felt like you were a million miles away from me
And I was the one on stage, drunk
Barely holdin’ on, on ABC
Hope your dad still prays for me

Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

A year ago I was in a hotel room in Pheonix
Wonderin’ if it’s ever OK to lie
Cause I knew the truth would make you wanna die
But I told you everything, and you told me to have a good life
But you still couldn’t believe it was really goodbye
Every night you’d fill the bathtub up
Lie there for hours, put your face under water, and cry
I never wanted to be a heartbreaker
Turn your sisters and friends into matchmakers
I know you think my dreams came true
Since you been gone
Singin’ these songs are just something to do
Every dream I ever had was you
Hope you know I’m still in love
It’s the kind you can’t fall out of

Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

I know this might seem like a contradiction
The last thing you need is more unwanted attention
But you changed your number, and moved
And this is the only way I could reach you
So wherever you are, turn it up and listen

Hannah Lee, I’m on my way to you
Nobody can love you like I do
I don’t know what I’m gonna say to you
But I know there ain’t no way, I know there ain’t no way
No there ain’t no way we’re through

Sam Hunt – Drinkin’ Too Much (New Song)

[Intro]
Oh, I drink and take a sip of it
Feelin’ like a hypocrite
Go for more and I don’t give a shit
I never used to talk, I never used to talk like this

[Verse 1]
I’m sorry I named the album ‘Montevallo’
And I’m sorry people know your name now
And strangers hit you up on social media
I’m sorry you can’t listen to the radio
And drive out to the place we used to get peaches down in Pelham
I know you want your privacy
And you’ve got nothing to say to me
But I wish you’d let me pay off your student loans
To these songs you gave to me
‘Member the first time you stayed with me?
Overpacked, and drove up, and went to the CMA’s with me
Two years later, it felt like you were a million miles away from me
And I was the one on stage, drunk
Barely holdin’ on, on ABC
Hope your dad still prays for me

[Chorus]
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

[Verse 2]
A year ago I was in a hotel room in Pheonix
Wonderin’ if it’s ever OK to lie
Cause I knew the truth would make you wanna die
But i told you everything, and you told me to have a good life
But you still couldn’t believe it was really goodbye
Every night you’d fill the bathtub up
Lie there for hours, put your face under water, and cry
I never wanted to be a heartbreaker
Turn your sisters and friends into matchmakers
I know you think my dreams came true
Since you been gone
Singin’ these songs are just something to do
Every dream I ever had was you
Hope you know I’m still in love
It’s the kind you can’t fall out of

[Chorus]
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around
Drinkin’ too much, drinkin’ too much
Since you been gone, I can’t get gone enough
I’m on top of the world, I’m going down
I’m gonna drink it all ’til you’re not around

[Verse 2]
I know this might seem like a contradiction
The last thing you need is more unwanted attention
But you changed your number, and moved
And this is the only way I could reach you
So wherever you are, turn it up and listen

[Outro]
Hannah Lee, I’m on my way to you
Nobody can love you like I do
I don’t know what I’m gonna say to you
But i know there ain’t no way, I know there ain’t no way
No there ain’t no way we’re through

George Michael – Round Here (Patience Album)

My daddy got here on the gravy train
I guess my mama had a real bad start to the game
They went walking and she took his name
Round here

There was dancing in the afternoons those days
Waiting tables, chasing girls with the money he made
It was 1957, and love felt the same, love felt the same

Frightened little girl, she makes a break
Into the arms of, something better
Round here

I hear my mama call in Kingsbury Park
Just me and David and a football that glowed in the dark
Waiting patiently to make my mark
Round here

And I remember my first day at school
And I remember trouble, and thinking I was so cool
I remember it all, like yesterday

Don’t you

Every time I try to leave this place
Something inside says, "You can do better"
Round here

So come with me, let me show you where I’ve lived
I want to put my hands in this earth again
Music fell like rain to the streets
The Specials and The Jam, to The Beat
Even though I think I’ve seen everything there is to see of this world
I gotta be thankful that this crowded space
Is the place of my birth

When all that I wanted, was to be someone.

Two little Hitlers in an old church hall
Some cheesy covers and those neighbors that banged on the walls
Andy says it’s time to show them all
Round here

Please sir, we two have other plans
Please sir you would not understand,
What’s going on
Is magical, can’t you see
That some of us do more than dream

Every time I try to leave this place
Something inside says, "Keep on keeping, on and on…."
Around here

So come with me, let me show you where I’ve lived
I want to put my hands in this earth again
Music fell like rain to the streets
The Specials and The Jam, ABC
Even though I think I’ve seen everything there is to see of this world
I gotta be thankful that this crowded space
Is the place of my birth

My birth,
In this town,
Yes I guess I got to be someone

To be somebody
In the Beautiful city

This place I call home
These streets of London
It’s everything I know (everything and everybody)
On the streets of London
I want to thank you

My daddy got here on the gravy train.

Daya – Talk lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m not the plain and simple, I’m in another lane
I’m rocking Shirley Temple, the cherry on the cake
Just a throwback kid from the nineties
I start my ABC’s with the YZ
I paint with different colors and never in the lines
There isn’t any other, I am the prototype
Tick-tock, waste time with your rumors
But, I’m so ice cold, good humor

[Pre-Chorus]
They say, “I’m outta my mind standin’ on the outside”
But, it’s cooler, it’s fresher
I like it here… (Hey!)
[Chorus]
They’re all gonna say what they wanna say anyway
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about
I don’t really care if they wanna stare, look at me
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about

[Post-Chorus]
Give ’em somthin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about

[Verse 2]
I don’t believe in Yeezus, I like ’em Kanye West
I’m rockin’ dirty sneakers with my designer dress
Order a Grade-A steak with no pomfret
I wake you up, Starbucks, sleep on me

[Pre-Chorus]
They say, “I’m outta my mind standin’ on the outside”
But, it’s cooler, it’s fresher
I like it here… (Hey!)

[Chorus]
They’re all gonna say what they wanna say anyway
Might as well give’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about
I don’t really care if they wanna stare, look at me
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about

[Post-Chorus]
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about

[Bridge]
No, you don’t know what
What you talkin’ ’bout
No, you don’t know me
So just shut your mouth

No, you don’t know what
What your talkin’ ’bout
No, you don’t know me
So just shut your…

[Chorus]
They’re all gonna say what they wanna say anyway
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about
I don’t really care if they wanna stare, look at me
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about

[Post-Chorus]
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about

Daya – Talk

[Verse 1]
I’m not the plain and simple, I’m in another lane
I’m rocking Shirley Temple, the cherry on the cake
Just a throwback kid from the nineties
I start my ABC’s with the YZ
I paint with different colors and never in the lines
There isn’t any other, I am the prototype
Tick-tock, waste time with your rumors
But, I’m so ice cold, good humor

[Pre-Chorus]
They say, “I’m outta my mind standin’ on the outside”
But, it’s cooler, it’s fresher
I like it here… (Hey!)
[Chorus]
They all gonna say what they wanna say anyway
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about
I don’t really care if they wanna stare, look at me
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about

[Post-Chorus]
Give ’em somthin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about

[Verse 2]
I don’t believe in Yeezus, I like ’em Kanye West
I’m rockin’ dirty sneakers with my designer dress
Order a Grade-A steak with no pomfret
I wake you up, Starbucks, sleep on me

[Pre-Chorus]
They say, “I’m outta my mind standin’ on the outside”
But, it’s cooler, it’s fresher
I like it here… (Hey!)

[Chorus]
They all gonna say what they wanna say anyway
Might as well give’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about
I don’t really care if they wanna stare, look at me
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about

[Post-Chorus]
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about

[Bridge]
No, you don’t know what
What you talkin’ ’bout
No, you don’t know me
So just shut your mouth

No, you don’t know what
What your talkin’ ’bout
No, you don’t know me
So just shut your…

[Chorus]
They all gonna say what they wanna say anyway
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about
I don’t really care if they wanna stare, look at me
Might as well give ’em something
Might as well give ’em something to talk about

[Post-Chorus]
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about
Give ’em somethin’, a little somethin’ (ah)
A little somethin’ to talk about