Portugal. The Man Feel It Still
Can't keep my hands to myself
Think I'll dust 'em off, put 'em back up on the shelf
In case my little baby girl is in need
Am I coming out of left field?
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now
I been feeling it since 1966, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now
Let me kick it like it's 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Got another mouth to feed
Leave it with a baby sitter, mama, call the grave digger
Gone with the fallen leaves
Am I coming out of left field?
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now
I been feeling it since 1966, now
Might've had your fill, but you feel it still
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now
Let me kick it like it's 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
We could fight a war for peace
(Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now)
Give in to that easy living
Goodbye to my hopes and dreams
Start flipping for my enemies
We could wait until the walls come down
(Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now)
It's time to give a little to the
Kids in the middle, but, oh until it falls
Won't bother me
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming back?
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, yeah
Your love is an abyss for my heart to eclipse, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now
I've been feeling it since 1966, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now
Let me kick it like it's 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Might've had your fill, but I feel it still
Feel It Still by Portugal. The Man Lyrics
Maroon 5 Feat. SZA What Lovers Do
[Adam Levine:]
Say say say, hey hey now baby
Oh mama, don't play now baby
Say say say, hey hey now baby
Said let's get one thing straight now baby
Tell me, tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not?
I'll bet the house on you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
You gotta tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not?
Been wishin' for you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
[SZA and Adam Levine:]
Say say say, hey hey now baby
You gonna make me hit you with that lay down, baby (ohhh)
(Ooh) Say say say, hey hey now baby
You know what I need, not the game now baby (oh, ohhh)
[Adam Levine:]
Tell me, tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not?
I'll bet the house on you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
You gotta tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not?
Been wishin' for you am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
[SZA and Adam Levine:]
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you (wishin')
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
(Hey yeah) What lovers do (oh, ohh)
What lovers do (hmm na na na, hey yeah)
What lovers do (oh, hmm na na na, oh, ohh)
Aren't we too grown for games?
Aren't we too grown to play around?
Young enough to chase
But old enough to know better
Are we too grown for changin'?
Are we too grown to mess around?
Ooh and I can't wait forever baby
Both of us should know better
[Adam Levine:]
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
[SZA and Adam Levine:]
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you (you, oh yeah)
Ooh, ooh (ooh)
Tryna' do what lovers do (tryna' do what lovers do,ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you (been wishin' for love)
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (do uhh,ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin' for you (tryna' do)
Ooh, ooh
Tryna' do what lovers do (ooh)
What Lovers Do by Maroon 5 Feat. SZA Lyrics
G-Eazy Feat. A$AP Rocky & Cardi B No Limit
[A$AP Rocky:]
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
It ain't safe for the black or the white girls
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money, dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[G-Eazy:]
Yeah, fuck with me and get some money, yeah, ayy
Fuck with me and get some money, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some money, ayy, yeah
Fuck with G and get some money
No limit, I'm a fucking soldier, ayy
Always lit, yeah, I'm never sober
It's been three days in a row, your bitch coming over
Told that bitch to kick rock, she act like it's a boulder, ayy
'Rari, shopping, that mean coppin'
Always poppin', hella poppin'
She's a bopper, homie hoppin'
Ain't no stopping, album dropping
Got the city on fire
Bitch lying on me like she tired
I might have to fuck around and call Kamaiyah
Ho stirring up the pot, Jambalaya
Young Gerald
[A$AP Rocky:]
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
It ain't safe for the black or the white girls
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money, dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[Cardi B & G-Eazy:]
(Yeah) Fuck him, then I get some money, yeah (Me and get some money, yeah, ayy)
Fuck him, then I get some money, yeah (Me and get some money, ayy, yeah)
Fuck him, then I get some money, yeah (And get some money, ayy, yeah)
Fuck him, then I get some money
[Cardi B:]
I need tongue, I need face, give me brain, concentrate
I perform, Prada Case, kill a weave, rock a lace
Fuck the Moe, buy the ACE, fuck the Ghost, drive the Wraith
Get some money, flood the rollie, fuck the rollie, patty cakes
My career takin' off, these hoes jogging in place
Swear these hoes run they mouth, how these hoes out of shape
Can you stop with all the subs, bitch, I ain't Jared
If you really want some smoke, you can pull up, you can get it
Grab a hand full of braids, make a nigga eat me out
Put a white boy on Sazon, I might turn G-Eazy out
Keep it G from the club till the end, from the start
You know me, Cardi B, pussy poppin' on the charts ah, ah
[A$AP Rocky:]
If I hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
It ain't safe for the black or the white girls
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money, dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[G-Eazy:]
Yeah, fuck with me and get some money, yeah, ayy
Fuck with me and get some money, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some money, ayy, yeah
Fuck with G and get some money
[A$AP Rocky:]
Hit it one time, I'ma pipe her
If I hit it two times, then I like her
If I fuck three times, I'ma wife her
It ain't safe for the black or the white girls
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what'd you say?
Money, dance, turn this shit into a nightclub
[G-Eazy:]
Yeah, fuck with me and get some money, yeah, ayy
Fuck with me and get some money, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some money, ayy, yeah
Fuck with G and get some money
No Limit by G-Eazy Feat. A$AP Rocky & Cardi B Lyrics
Cardi B Bodak Yellow (Money Moves)
KSR (ooh)
Hah, it's Cardi, ayy
Said, "I'm the shit, they can't fuck with me if they wanted to"
"I don't gotta dance"
Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to" (ooh)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (ooh)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (bah)
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ooh)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (wave, ayy)
Say I don't gotta dance, I make money move (ooh, ooh)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (ah)
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bags)
Now she say she gon' do what to who? Let's find out and see
Cardi B, you know where I'm at, you know where I be (ooh, ooh)
You in the club just to party, I'm there, I get paid a fee (bah)
I be in and out them banks so much, I know they're tired of me
Honestly, don't give a fuck 'bout who ain't fond of me (who)
Dropped two mixtapes in six months, what bitch working as hard as me? (yeah)
I don't bother with these hoes, don't let these hoes bother me
They see pictures, they say, "Goals," bitch, I'm who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some BAPE (ooh), I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe, my pussy feel like a lake
He wanna swim with his face, I'm like, "Okay" (okay)
I'll let him get what he want, he buy me Yves Saint Laurent (yeah)
And the new whip, when I go fast as a horse, I got the trunk in the front (vroom)
I'm the hottest in the street (pew, street), know you prolly heard of me (yeah)
Got a bag and fixed my teeth (teeth), hope you hoes know it ain't cheap (cheap)
And I pay my mama bills (bills), I ain't got no time to chill (blah)
Think these hoes be mad at me (ooh), their baby father run a bill (ooh)
Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to" (ooh)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (ooh)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (bah)
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ooh)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (wave, ayy)
Say I don't gotta dance, I make money move (ooh, ooh)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (ah)
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bags, bags)
If you a pussy, you get popped (popped), you a goofy, you a opp (opp, blah)
Don't you come around my way (way), you can't hang around my block (block, nope)
And I just checked my accounts, turns out, I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich (I'm rich)
I put my hand above my hip, I bet you dip, he dip, she dip (grrrah)
I say I get the money and go, this shit is hot like a stove (ooh)
My pussy glitter as gold, tell that lil bitch play her role (ah, ah)
I just a-rove in a Rolls (oh), I just came up in a Wraith (yeah)
I need to fill up the tank, no, I need to fill up the safe (ooh)
I need to let all these hoes know that none of their niggas is safe
I go to dinner and steak (blah, yeah), only the real can relate (yeah)
I used to live in the P's (ooh, ooh), now it's a crib with a gate (ah)
Rollie got charms, look like Frosted Flakes (bling)
Had to let these bitches know (yeah), just in case these hoes forgot (oh)
I just run and check the mail, another check from Mona Scott (oh)
Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to" (ooh)
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes (ooh)
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose (bah)
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look (ooh)
I don't dance now, I make money moves (wave, ayy)
Say I don't gotta dance, I make money move (ooh, ooh)
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you (ah)
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves (bags)
Bodak Yellow (Money Moves) by Cardi B Lyrics
Sam Smith Too Good At Goodbyes
You must think that I'm stupid
You must think that I'm a fool
You must think that I'm new to this
But I have seen this all before
I'm never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
'Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I'm never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt
But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I know you're thinking I'm heartless
I know you're thinking I'm cold
I'm just protecting my innocence
I'm just protecting my soul
I'm never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
'Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I'm never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt
But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you'll see me cry
(No way that you'll see me cry)
I'm way too good at goodbyes
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
No
No, no, no, no, no
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
No, no, no, no
No, no, no
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
(No way that you'll see me cry)
(I'm way too good at goodbyes)
'Cause every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true
I'm way too good at goodbyes
Too Good At Goodbyes by Sam Smith Lyrics
Imagine Dragons Thunder
Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things
And wanna leave my old life behind
Not a yes-sir, not a follower
Fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder
Thunder, thunder
Thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder
Thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder
Thunder, thunder
Thunder
Kids were laughing in my classes
While I was scheming for the masses
Who do you think you are?
Dreaming 'bout being a big star
They say you're basic, they say you're easy
You're always riding in the back seat
Now I'm smiling from the stage while
You were clapping in the nosebleeds
Thunder
Thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder
Thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder
Thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
(Never give up, never give up)
Lightning then the thunder, thunder
(Never give up on your dreams)
Thunder, feel the thunder
(Never give up, never give up)
Lightning then the thunder, thunder
(Never give up on your dreams)
Thunder, thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thun-, thunder
Thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder by Imagine Dragons Lyrics
Lil Pump Gucci Gang
[Lil Pump, Gnealz & Big Head:]
Gucci gang (that's it right there, Gnealz)
Yuh, Lil Pump
Gucci gang (Bi-big Head on the beat)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name
I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring
Rather go and buy Balmains
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring no
Rather go and buy Balmains
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
My lean cost more than your rent, it do
Your momma still live in a tent
Still slanging dope in the 'jects
Me and my grandma take meds
None of this shit be new to me, no
Fucking my teacher, call it 'tutory
Bought some red bottoms, cost hella Gs
Fuck your airline, fuck your company fuck it
Bitch your breath smell like some cigarettes cigarettes
I'd rather fuck a bitch from the projects
They kicked me out the plane off a Percocet
Now Lil Pump flying private jet
Everybody scream, "Fuck WestJet!" (Fuck em)
Lil Pump still sell that meth
Hundred on my wrist sipping on Tech
Fuck a lil bitch, make her pussy wet what?
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name
I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring
Rather go and buy Balmains
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!)
Spend three racks on a new chain
My bitch love do cocaine
I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name
I can't buy no bitch no wedding ring no
Rather go and buy Balmains
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Lil Pump
Lil Pump
Gucci Gang by Lil Pump Lyrics
Ed Sheeran Duet With Beyonce Perfect
[Ed Sheeran:]
I found a love for me
Oh darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes, you're holding mine
Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight
[Beyonce:]
Well I found a man, stronger than anyone I know
He shares my dreams, I hope that someday we'll share a home
I found love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we're so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we'll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be your girl, you'll be my man
And I see my future in your eyes
[Beyonce, Ed Sheeran:]
Well baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, while listening to our favorite song
When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful
I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight
Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, while listening to our favorite song
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an angel in person
And she looks perfect
And he looks perfect
No I don't deserve this
You look perfect tonight
Perfect by Ed Sheeran Duet With Beyonce Lyrics
Camila Cabello Feat. Young Thug Havana
[Camila Cabello:]
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay)
There's somethin' 'bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na
He didn't walk up with that "how you doin'?"
(When he came in the room)
He said there's a lot of girls I can do with
(But I can't without you)
I knew him forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin' like
Ooh... I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin' like
Ooh... and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
[Young Thug:]
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam (jam)
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin' on me
Get to eating' on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin' on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin' on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that's me (that's me)
I was gettin' mula, pretty baby
[Camila Cabello:]
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back
Yeah, ay...
Ooh...
Take me back to my Havana...
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na...
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na
Havana by Camila Cabello Feat. Young Thug Lyrics
Malone Feat. 21 Savage Rockstar
Hahahahaha
Tank God
Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
Ayy, ayy, switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott"
Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison
Ayy, act a fool on stage
Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car
Ayy, shit was legendary
Threw a TV out the window of the Montage
Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn
Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in
Sayin', "I'm with the band"
Ayy, ayy, now she actin' outta pocket
Tryna grab up on my pants
Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man
And they all brought a friend
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
[21 Savage:]
I've been in the Hills fuckin' superstars
Feelin' like a popstar (21, 21, 21)
Drankin' Henny, bad bitches jumpin' in the pool
And they ain't got on no bra (no bra)
Hit her from the back, pullin' on her tracks
And now she screamin' out, "No mas" (yeah, yeah, yeah)
They like, "Savage, why you got a 12 car garage
And you only got 6 cars?" (21)
I ain't with the cakin', how you kiss that? (kiss that?)
Your wifey say I'm lookin' like a whole snack (big snack)
Green hundreds in my safe, I got old racks (old racks)
L.A. bitches always askin' "Where the coke at?"
Livin' like a rockstar, smash out on a cop car
Sweeter than a Pop-Tart, you know you are not hard
I done made the hot chart, 'member I used to trap hard
Livin' like a rockstar, I'm livin' like a rockstar
[Post Malone:]
Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, name them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block
They make that thing go grrrata-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow)
Star, star, rockstar, rockstar, star
Rockstar
Rockstar, feel just like a rock...
Rockstar
Rockstar
Rockstar
Feel just like a...
Rockstar by Post Malone Feat. 21 Savage Lyrics
Kesha Rainbow
I used to live in the darkness
Dress in black, act so heartless
But now I see that colors are everything
Got kaleidoscopes in my hairdo
Got back the stars in my eyes, too
Yeah, now I see the magic inside of me
Yeah, maybe my head's fucked up
But I'm falling right back in love with being alive
Dreaming in light, light, lights
This kitty cat lost her mind
Been looking for a star-sent sign that I'll be alright
Look to the skies
I've found a rainbow, rainbow, baby
Trust me, I know, life is scary
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and play along with me tonight
I'd forgot how to daydream
So consumed with the wrong things
But in the dark, I realized this life is short
And deep down, I'm still a child
Playful eyes, wide and wild
I can't lose hope, what's left of my heart's still made of gold
And I know that I'm still fucked up
But aren't we all, my love?
Darling, our scars make us who we are, are
So when the winds are howling strong
And you think you can't go on, hold tight, sweetheart
You'll find a rainbow, rainbow, baby
Trust me, I know life is scary
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and play along with me tonight
You gotta learn to let go, put the past behind you
Trust me, I know, the ghosts will try to find you
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Night, night, night, night, night
I found a rainbow, rainbow, baby
Trust me, I know life is scary
But just put those colors on, girl
You gotta learn to let go, put the past behind you
Trust me, I know, the ghosts will try to find you
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Oh, put those colors on, girl
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Rainbow by Kesha Lyrics
Migos Culture
[Intro: DJ Khaled]
They try to play us, they play themselves
(808 Mafia) This the intro
For all you fuckboys that ever doubted the Migos
You played yourself! (Another one)
Fuckboy, bow down
[Hook: Takeoff & DJ Khaled]
Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt)
I act an ass, baboon
Wrappin' that dope, cocoon
Young rich nigga in the room
Finesse a nigga, no raccoon
Spendin' M&M's in June
Took a trip to Cancun
CULTURE album comin' soon (Another one)
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Yeah, I bought the Benz off the lot
Just to give your ho a lift
I'm havin' the sauce in the refrigerator
Just make sure you bring the chips
Ayy, it's a fuck nigga in the back
Just look at him, look at him plot
He prolly think it's a club light
But really it's the red dot
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Fucked a bitch and hit the lot
Nigga fumblin' with the pot
I broke my wrist in the pot
Hit the block, brought back a knot
JJ Watt is on the block (woop woop)
Kept me runnin' from the cops
Don't buy the car, we want the lot (skrt skrt)
I need everything in stock
Act pints in the attic
Pussy niggas puttin' on an act (act)
Fucked the bitch and broke her back
I fucked the bitch and gave her back
Thumbin' through a hundred
Thumbin' through a hundred racks
Know you ain't one hundred
Your chain might get snatched
I wanna whip up some pies today
How many niggas gon' ride today?
How many niggas gon' slide and grab on they nine
When I say it's time to slay?
Jump in the crowd and get live today
Heard you talkin' through the wire today
I'ma pull up with that fire, aim at his eye
I bet he gon' die today
[Verse 3: Quavo]
Yeah, screw that lil' tip on that dirty lil' Uzi (yeah)
I put a seven in a thot coochie (yeah)
Niggas get money, don't know how to use it (yeah)
I whipped up the babies, Harambe, abused it
[Verse 4: Offset]
The value went up in the stocks
Tired of runnin' from the cops (12)
Pourin' lean on the rocks (mud)
Mink fur, that's a fox (vrrt)
Quarter million in the vault (quarter K)
I'ma let the semi talk (whole K)
Now he swimmin' with the dolphins
Perky got me feelin' nauseous
Don't come around with the nonsense (uh-uh)
[Outro: DJ Khaled]
CULTURE
How the fuck you fuckboys ain't gon' act
Like Migos ain't reppin' the culture?
They rep the culture from the streets
Fuckboy, bow down
CULTURE album soon come
Another one
[Hook: Takeoff & DJ Khaled]
Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt)
I act an ass, baboon
Wrappin' that dope, cocoon
Young rich nigga in the room
Finesse a nigga, no raccoon
Spendin' M&M's in June
Took a trip to Cancun
CULTURE album comin' soon (Another one)
Culture by Migos Lyrics
