Janelle Monáe – Django Jane Lyrics

This is my palace, champagne in my chalice
I got it all covered like a wedding band
Wondaland, so my alias is Alice
We gon’ start a motherfuckin’ pussy riot
Or we gon’ have to put ’em on a pussy diet
Look at that, I guarantee I got ’em quiet
Look at that, I guarantee they all inspired
A-town, made it out there
Straight out of Kansas City, yeah we made it out there
Celebrated, graduated, made it pass/fail
Sassy, classy, Kool-Aid with the kale
Momma was a G, she was cleanin’ hotels
Poppa was a driver, I was workin’ retail
Kept us in the back of the store
We ain’t hidden no more, moonlit nigga, lit nigga

Already got a Oscar for the casa
Runnin’ down Grammys with the family
Prolly give a Tony to the homies
Prolly get a Emmy dedicated to the
Highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated
Yeah, we highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated

Yeah, Gemini they still jammin’
Box office numbers, and they doin’ outstandin’
Runnin’ outta space in my damn bandwagon
Remember when they used to say I look too mannish
Black girl magic, y’all can’t stand it
Y’all can’t ban it, made out like a bandit
They been trying hard just to make us all vanish
I suggest they put a flag on a whole nother planet

Jane Bond, never Jane Doe
And I Django, never Sambo
Black and white, yeah that’s always been my camo
It’s lookin’ like y’all gon’ need some more ammo
I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off like Van Gogh
Now, pan right for the angle
I got away with murder, no Scandal
Cue the violins and the violas

We gave you life, we gave you birth
We gave you God, we gave you Earth
We fem the future, don’t make it worse
You want the world? Well, what’s it worth?
Emoticons, Decepticons, and Autobots
Who twist the plot?
Who shot the sheriff, then fled to Paris
In the darkest hour, spoke truth to power?
Made a fandroid outta yo girlfriend
Let’s get caught downtown in the whirlwind
And paint the city pink, paint the city pink
And tuck the pearls in, just in case the world end

And nigga, down dawg
Nigga move back, take a seat, you were not involved
And hit the mute button
Let the vagina have a monologue
Mansplaining, I fold em like origami
What’s a wave, baby? This a tsunami
For the culture, I kamikaze
I put my life on a life line
If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
Do anybody got it? Do anybody got it?
I say anybody got it?

Ladies’ Code – Jane Doe lyrics

[Sojung] Nun gamajwo neul kkaman bamcheoreom
You count on kkeuchi eoptneun sureul se
Nan sumeulge niga chajji mothage
I know I’m so weirdo

[Ashley] Love or Hate [Zuny] Da uimi eoptneun deuthae
[Ashley] Kiss or Diss [Zuny] Ttokgateun ipsullo
[Ashley] Everything is Nothing
Sae hayan naega bogien sesangeun wiheomhae

[Ashley] She’s a Jane Doe amudo moreuge
Kkok gamchwodwotdeon darui dwipyeon eodiro
She’s a Jane doe ireumdo eoptneun
Nareul mannado ([All] budi) mot bon cheok hae jullae

[Zuny] Ppittulppittulhajyo dangsinui gijunen
Jeomseon gateun jonjae [Ashley] I’m nothing nothing
[Sojung] Eodiedo nuguwado
Eoullil su eoptneun geureongeoramyeon
([All] Budi) Mot bon cheok hae jullae

[Ashley] Angae soge nalgaereul sumgyeotji
Nan gyesok naraoreul kkumman kkwo
Eonjejjeum nal boyeojul su isseulkka
I know I’m so weirdo

[Sojung] Eoduun bang guseokjin got byeokjang soge
[Zuny] Nareul nohadugo jom ijeojwo
[Sojung] Balgabeotgideut balkeun bulbit soge
Deonjigon utneun neo

[Ashley] She’s a Jane Doe amudo moreuge
Kkok gamchwodwotdeon darui dwipyeon eodiro
She’s a Jane Doe ireumdo eoptneun
Nareul mannado ([All] budi) [Zuny] Mot bon cheok hae jullae

[Ashley] Naneun eotteon saram sumanheun
Bameul seolleyeosseotneunde
[Sojung] Naneun eoptdeon saram ureodo
Geu nuga arabwajulkka nal

[Zuny] She’s a Jane Doe nal moreuge
Kkok gamchwodwotdeon
[Sojung] Darui dwipyeon eodinga Right now

[Ashley] I’m a Jane doe eotteon pyojeongdo
Neon moreujanha I’m no one just jane doe

[Zuny] Ppittulppittulhajyo dangsinui gijunen
Jeomseon gateun jonjae [Sojung] I’m nothing nothing
[Ashley] Eodiedo nuguwado
Eoullil su eoptneun geureongeoramyeon
([All] Budi) [Sojung] Mot bon cheok hae jullae

Kanye West – All I Need

[Intro]
Niggas can’t be serious, man
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yo I’m the reason metal detectors go off the meter
‘Cause I’ll run through the airport with the heater
Gets the fag at his plane, and if I miss him
Put two in his brain at the baggage claim
Give him… heavy sluggage, tryna get his luggage
Send him to the crossroads, we way too thuggish
Shit, we at odds ’til we even up
‘Til you leave on a stretcher or I leave in cuffs
Niggas wanna live, they done breathed enough
And I bet you next time they’ll believe in us
It don’t take much brains to know we bust things
My gat must bang, through your Mustang
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
Niggas seen Kanye, red dotted them
Hurry up, stash the guns, the cops gon’ come
And we gon’ say we don’t know who shot at ’em
Come on
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (What?)
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 2: Cristina]
Y’all niggas ready for war? I’m ready
Easy with the clip, girl, hold it steady
Man I’m ’bout to squeeze back, cock and bust hot lyrics
Cock back, pop, and touch y’all spirits
Send ’em to hell, make their residence more evil
This beat here make me wanna kill four people
Three niggas and one hoe, turn bitches to Jane Doe
Send ’em past rainbows, with the ankles
Hit ’em from all angles, bring the pain though
Blow out the candles, the show’s been cancelled
Man, y’all niggas better believe somethin’
‘Fore I squeeze somethin’ and leave somethin’
It ain’t nothin’ with my real niggas

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (That’s right)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 3]
I feel like one lady, five babies and four fathers
Six months searchin’ for jobs and no offers
No heat ‘cept for the stove
Sleep with two layers of clothes, still wakin’ up cold
I’m real, like AIDS
Like the pain you feel when your nigga get strained
That’s why I got issues like I got pistols
I gotta make your mama cry but I got tissues
I confess, I’m a gangsta
But I drop my flag, still cock back and drop a fag
Leave him in a bag with a tag on his metatarsals
Awfully ill, man, awfully real
Thugged out, but I’m God’s property still
And if I up the steel, I’ma probably kill
If not, you’re paralyzed from the waist down
Alright dog, you’re the king? I’m the ace now
Face down

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (You know)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (That’s right)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (For my real niggas)
All I have is my real niggas (That’s all I have in this world)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (Konman Productions)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (Brian “All Day” Miller, come on)
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (That’s right)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

Kanye West – All I Need Lyrics

[Intro]
Niggas can’t be serious, man
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yo I’m the reason metal detectors go off the meter
‘Cause I’ll run through the airport with the heater
Gets the fag at his plane, and if I miss him
Put two in his brain at the baggage claim
Give him… heavy sluggage, tryna get his luggage
Send him to the crossroads, we way too thuggish
Shit, we at odds ’til we even up
‘Til you leave on a stretcher or I leave in cuffs
Niggas wanna live, they done breathed enough
And I bet you next time they’ll believe in us
It don’t take much brains to know we bust things
My gat must bang, through your Mustang
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
Niggas seen Kanye, red dotted them
Hurry up, stash the guns, the cops gon’ come
And we gon’ say we don’t know who shot at ’em
Come on
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (What?)
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 2: Cristina]
Y’all niggas ready for war? I’m ready
Easy with the clip, girl, hold it steady
Man I’m ’bout to squeeze back, cock and bust hot lyrics
Cock back, pop, and touch y’all spirits
Send ’em to hell, make their residence more evil
This beat here make me wanna kill four people
Three niggas and one hoe, turn bitches to Jane Doe
Send ’em past rainbows, with the ankles
Hit ’em from all angles, bring the pain though
Blow out the candles, the show’s been cancelled
Man, y’all niggas better believe somethin’
‘Fore I squeeze somethin’ and leave somethin’
It ain’t nothin’ with my real niggas

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (That’s right)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 3]
I feel like one lady, five babies and four fathers
Six months searchin’ for jobs and no offers
No heat ‘cept for the stove
Sleep with two layers of clothes, still wakin’ up cold
I’m real, like AIDS
Like the pain you feel when your nigga get strained
That’s why I got issues like I got pistols
I gotta make your mama cry but I got tissues
I confess, I’m a gangsta
But I drop my flag, still cock back and drop a fag
Leave him in a bag with a tag on his metatarsals
Awfully ill, man, awfully real
Thugged out, but I’m God’s property still
And if I up the steel, I’ma probably kill
If not, you’re paralyzed from the waist down
Alright dog, you’re the king? I’m the ace now
Face down

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (You know)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (That’s right)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (For my real niggas)
All I have is my real niggas (That’s all I have in this world)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (Konman Productions)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (Brian “All Day” Miller, come on)
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (That’s right)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas