New Music Friday: Nina NOTDsbitt have painful shoes

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New Music Friday: Nina NOTDsbitt have painful shoes

Notes on this week’s new releases:

  • My proposed morator­ium on ‘tears on the dancefloor’-themed pop songs didn’t really pan out very well and the new NOTD and Nina Nesbitt song also ref­er­ences another topic on the Popjustice banned list — wearing your ex’s old t‑shirt — but Cry Dancing is a great tune. “It’s not my heart that’s breaking, it’s just these shoes are killing me” — WHAT A LINE.
  • ALSO A LINE: “This house is on fire, woo.” That’s a line you’ll find in the new Troye single.
  • Jesus bloody Christ the Joan album is shaping up to be a complete monster.
  • Resin Moon — real name Dave — has released a really beautiful new single called The Middle. It’s his second release of 2020; the other is the Covid-themed ‘jam’ Shake Your Booty (At An Appropriate Social Distance).
  • The Calvin Harris Love Regenerator Experiment comes to fruition today with the Steve Lacy col­lab­or­a­tion Live Without Your Love.
  • Kygo has Done A Kygo on Tina Turner‘s What’s Love Got To Do With It. It’s brilliant but it’s also terrible, with an abso­lutely atrocious and bor­der­line criminal key change, but I’m excited to hear what 2021’s big summer Kygo-slash-diva col­lab­or­a­tion will be. (Spoiler: it will be Diana Ross.)
  • Annie‘s really incred­ible new album — produced in its entirety by The Sound Of Arrows’ Stefan Storm — continues its rollout this week with The Bomb.
  • There is one song on this week’s playlist which is extremely good but seems to have been written by someone who’s never actually met a member of the opposite sex and may well have based their entire under­stand­ing of rela­tion­ships on what they’ve heard in pop songs. Not a bad way to go through life ‘tbh’.
  • Regrettably, Spinnin’ have decided to release a cover of Kesha’s TiK ToK.

  • Calvin Harris
  • CXLOE
  • Joan
  • Nasty Cherry
  • Nina Nesbitt
  • Tina Bloody Turner!

New Music Friday: You can count on Wuh Oh

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New Music Friday: You can count on Wuh Oh

Notes on this week’s new releases, carrying on as if everything’s normal and as if there haven’t been roughly no new posts on the site for about eight years:

  • I’ve been saying for a while that there simply aren’t enough popstars called Peter but Wuh Oh is very popstar and very Peter 1 and his new single Softstyle is brilliant in about forty different ways. (One of those ways is that it includes counting, and most songs with counting are at least slightly excellent.)
  • Baby Queen, aka possibly the planet’s best new pop entity, releases her new single Buzzkill today. She’s wearing a party hat in the artwork.
  • NAAZ IS BACK.
  • AS IT BLITHE.
  • The Raye single is a really unusual and strong single. It sort of goes into I Will Survive near the end.
  • One indi­vidual who’s proved time and time again that she knows one end of a pop song from the other is Only You hitmaker Zara Larsson, whose breathy slink­banger Love Me Land is out today. IT’S A TRANTER AND MICHAELS NUMBER. (Edit: As has been noted, it’s also a Jason Gill number.)
  • The Amiigo / Frool / Sara Sangfelt single sounds like it’s con­stantly on the verge of bursting into Rhythm Is A Dancer. More songs should do this. Actually: more songs should sound like they’re on the verge of bursting into Rhythm Is A Dancer and actually burst into Rhythm Is A Dancer.
  • According to Spotify Emilyn, the featured vocalist on a really quite good song called Party Animal, currently boasts zero monthly listeners. Let’s see if we can get this into double figures.
  • BBC Sound Of 2021 poll short­l­is­ted, 2022 Mercury Music Prize nominated duo Sad Night Dynamite release their first proper single today and it’s about four different songs in one — irres­ist­ible value for money as we charge toward a global recession.

  • Peter Ferguson — that’s his full name

    • AMIIGO
    • Ashnikko
    • Baby Queen
    • Naaz
    • Raye
    • Sad Night Dynamite
    • Wafia
    • Wuh-Oh
    • Zara Larsson

    Bobby Pulido – Vive Lyrics

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    Vive todos tus dias
    Como si fuera tu ultimo dia
    Porque no sabes cuando te toca
    Tu despedida en esta vida loca

    Juan se fue de su casa muy enojado
    A su trabajo por una fuerte discucion
    Con su familia..

    Se fue de su casa lleno de coraje
    Ciego y salvaje
    Fue creciendo su ira a toda
    Velocidad
    Y se fue sin decirle a nadie ni un adios
    Pisandole fuerte al acelerador
    Mientras maldecia
    A su familia por no comprenderlo
    Y se fue
    Por la carretera sin control
    Y no vio al camion que se le atravezo
    Que se lo llevo al otro mundo
    Para nunca regresar….

    CoRo**
    Vive todos tus dias como si fuera tu ultimo dia
    Porque no sabes cuando te toca
    Tu despedida en esta vida loca

    Por eso vive todos tus dias
    Sin tus rencores y con una sonrrisa
    Con alegria ama la vida
    De una manera ke sea positiva
    Porque al irte sin despedirte
    Lloraran corazones tristes

    Y se fue sin decirle a nadie ni un adios
    Pisandole fuerte al acelerador
    Mientras maldecia a su familia
    Por no comprenderlo

    Y se fue por la carretera sin control
    Y no vio al camoin que se le atrevezo
    Y se lo llevo al otro mundo

    Para nunca regresar

    CoRo**
    Vive todos tus dias como si fuera tu ultimo dia
    Porque no sabes cuando te toca
    Tu despedida en esta vida loca
    Por eso vive todos tus dias sin tu
    Rencor y con una sonrrisa
    Con alegria ama la vida
    De una manera que sea positiva
    Porque al irte sin despedirte
    Lloraran corazones tristes

    (Es un pedazo de mi vida
    Escalando hacia la sima
    Cuando escuches este consejo
    No todo es como se mira
    Soy un hombre de familia
    Hay que vivir con alegria
    Porque ayer por la noche
    Mi amigo perdio la vida
    Y yo no quiero morir
    Y no es ke yo fuera un covarde
    Quiero recompenzar a mi jefita y a mi padre
    Y escucha lo que escribo
    Es un lamento y un motivo
    Si no me cres a mi preguntale a
    Bobby pulido)

    Por eso vive todos tus dias
    Sin tus rencores y con una sonrrisa
    Con alegria ama la vida
    De una manera que sea positiva
    Porque al irte sin despedirte
    Lloraran corazones tristes

    (Otra vez mas en el microfono
    Hay esta el bobby pulido representando
    Con mensajes bueno pa’ mi gente
    Para el mundo entero
    Agarren onda que no les cuesta nada)

    Eman X Vlooper – Tout’nou Lyrics (feat. Papa T)

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    Addicted to them, they want come rule the world (x8)

    J’m’envais play hard, go hard
    Jouer dur comme un hooligan
    Mother f*ck the police, lâche mon bunda
    Quand tu m’croises, haut les mains
    Hold it down, f*ck les guns
    Mon gars f*ck ton money, f*ck t’es conne
    Quand tu joues aux échecs
    Ça sent d’icitte jusqu’au Mont Sainte-Anne
    Ça vient de chez nous, c’est rien d’autre comme la poutine
    Jamais d’affaire à t’en aller quand on goal sur la routine
    Les gars bâtissent des maisons low bow
    What’chu know about it, gon’
    Ball ‘til you fall, we gon’
    Rise ‘til die we die mon gars
    Bouge avec tes limites
    No digits
    Signaux de fumée mauves crépitent
    No diss, on médite
    J’suis s’ul bateau
    Arigatô
    J’suis pas venu icitte pour faire le beau
    J’veux juste mon boute de gâteau, hmmm

    Check it drapeau
    It’s all blood
    Vire s’ul capot
    It’s all god
    Quand j’écris des tracks
    J’pas encore baptisé
    Living good comme une plante de pot
    Dans un poste de pompier mon gars
    Qu’est-ce tu connais des G mon gars
    Ceux là c’en est des G mon gars
    Imagine pour une seconde que dans l’armée c’est toute des G mon gars

    Hen
    Car la loi c’est juste une manette sur une machine à sous

    Addicted to them they want come rule the world, (x4)

    Yo, deux piastres dans un parcomètre
    Qu’est-ce qu’on a en commun avec ceux qu’y attendent encore après la comète ?
    Pardonnez nous pour nos pêchés, dog
    On est juste des américains qui vivent comme des superstars
    Douze calottes, vingt paires de shoes
    Drink that shit, smoke that goose
    Fin du monde ça s’passe déjà, rien à voir avec 2012
    Les autres smile c’est dans l’mall
    S’tapper dans face sur un vendredi noir

    Minceur c’est dans tête
    Minceur c’est dans tête
    Y’a absolument rien sur le marché
    Qui s’vend pour rendre le bien-être
    Minceur c’dans tête
    Minceur c’dans tête
    S’t’une idée si tu comprends ben
    Tu sais qu’la minceur c’dans tête

    Tout’nous, l’idée d’faire le changement
    Juste en refusant de fermer nos esprits
    Continuer d’espèrer mieux pour tout’nou
    Refuser d’oublier pourquoi tout’nou
    Poster dans un part du règne [?] (x2)

    Addicted to them they want come rule the world, (x12)

    Jordin Sparks – 100 Years Lyrics

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    There’s nothing better than you babe
    Can’t wait to kiss you every day
    Can it really be, I got that special key
    To lock your heart in place
    What am I supposed to do?
    Wishing when you’re in the other room
    You’re the only one who can break through
    All I think about is pleasing you

    A hundred years is not enough time with you
    I fantasize about all that we could do
    I wish you knew how much I really love you
    Don’t go nowhere, baby, yeah

    All I need is more time, more time
    Just a little more time, more time
    Need a little more time, more time
    With you, hey

    This morning when we kissed
    I felt everything you wanted to say
    No words even needed to be said
    You looked right in my eyes
    And I knew

    Let me catch you staring at me
    Can’t begin to describe that feeling
    Things are running through my mind
    Chills go down my spine
    You take me to bed
    I can’t get enough of your smile
    One day I’ll see it at the end of it now

    You put your hand in mine
    We’ll leave the past behind
    And start our brighter days

    A hundred years is not enough time with you
    I fantasize about all that we could do
    I wish you knew how much I really love you
    Don’t go nowhere, baby, yeah

    All I need is more time, more time
    Just a little more time, more time
    Need a little more time, more time
    With you, hey

    The seconds, the minutes, the hours
    Are just too precious to waste
    So when your arms are wrapped around me
    I can take on anything
    Can love transcend past this place?
    Cause when we’re gone, I still think
    I love you, let me say it again

    A hundred years is not enough time with you
    I fantasize about all that we could do
    I wish you knew how much I really love you
    Don’t go nowhere, baby, yeah

    All I need is more time, more time
    Just a little more time, more time
    Need a little more time, more time
    With you, hey

    Jake Bugg – Feel What’s Good Lyrics

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    (Verse 1)
    As in the morning the days reflecting the sun
    And on reflection I’m not proud of all I’ve done
    Open my eyes and I’ll see all is good
    Maybe these feelings are all misunderstood

    (Chorus)
    What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?
    What will they say? Will they say all the things I thought they would?
    Will they be kind? Let me leave it behind and feel what’s good…

    (Verse 2)
    As in the morning the days look how they should
    And all of the people, the people, they all should
    Open their hearts and they’ll find all that’s good
    Maybe these feelings are all misunderstood

    (Chorus)
    What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?

    What will they say? Will they say all the things I knew they would?
    Will they be kind? Let me leave it behind to feel what’s good…

    (Verse 3)
    As in the morning the days reflecting the sun
    And on reflection I’m not proud of all I’ve done
    Open your eyes and you’ll see all is good
    Maybe these feelings are all misunderstood

    (Final Chorus)
    What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?
    What will they say? Will they say all the things I thought they would?
    What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?
    What will they say? Will they say all the things I knew they would?
    Maybe they’ll be kind better leave it behind to feel what’s good…

    Thompson Square – If It Takes All Night Lyrics

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    Words fly like bullets
    Each one aimed straight for the heart
    And there’s no take backs
    No no no once they start
    Let’s lay down our pride
    Put our anger aside
    It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right

    [CHORUS]
    If it takes
    If it takes all night
    If that’s what it takes
    To make this thing right
    Let’s take our time
    If it takes all night

    I just wanna hold you
    And kiss you until we forget
    It sounds good to me
    Why don’t we put this thing to bed
    I’ll fall into you
    You’ll fall into me
    Oh lets make love till we lose all our strength

    [CHORUS]

    I’ll fall into you
    You’ll fall into me
    Oh lets make love till we lose all our strength

    [CHORUS x2]

    Jimmy Ruffin – Lonely Lonely Man Am I Lyrics

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    [Verse 1]
    Lonely, lonely man am I
    As I sit here in my lonely room yeah
    People now, nothing’s been the same since you said to me
    We were all through
    Now, my my telephone never rings anymore (never rings)
    And no one ever knocks on my door
    Lonely, lonely man am I

    [Verse 2]
    People now, sometimes I sit and I stare at her picture all day long oh yeah
    Wondering how could a woman that I treated so good do me so wrong my my my
    Now, no sense in me denying

    Ever since she’s been gone I’ve been crying
    Lonely, lonely man am I

    [Verse 3]
    Listen to me now I, haven’t been able to be all right
    She said to me to try to sleep at night
    Everywhere I look, our picture lies a-face
    I’m just a lonely man with a tear-stained face
    Lonely, lonely man am I

    [Outro]
    Oh yeah my life is filled with a whole lotta blue yeah
    So lonely
    I wanna say I’ll hardly ever leave my lonely lonely

    Paul Thorn – Crutches Lyrics

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    I like my artificial courage
    A shot of whiskey and beer
    It makes feel like superman
    I been leaning on it for years

    I take my morning “medication”
    “Hair of the dog” and I’m fine
    I swear I’m gonna lay my demons down
    I really mean it this time

    I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
    Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday

    The prettiest girl I went to school with
    Has got a monkey on her back
    She traded her husband and children for some crystal-meth and crack
    She said I’m checking into rehab cause I can’t quit by myself

    I’m gonna get back everything I lost
    I’m gonna climb out of hell

    I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
    Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday

    Stumbling block is just a stepping stone
    It’s not as hard as it seems
    A backbone is better than a wishbone
    And nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream

    I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
    Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
    Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday

    Air Review – Rebel Lyrics

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    When we were kids
    We believed in everything
    There’s only one thing left to believe in
    Now that we’re old
    And it’s the one thing I cannot ignore
    That you’re always on my mind
    And you’re always on my mind
    My mind

    And I can’t help

    That this heart beats in my chest
    And that the blood fills up
    My bones and flesh like home
    And it’s the one thing I cannot ignore
    That you’re always on my mind
    And you’re always on my mind
    You’re always on my mind
    My mind

    Moodymann – Tribute Lyrics

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    [Outro]
    And you don’t tell me what to do
    And you know what I like to do
    You, you know how much i love you
    You know I love you very much
    [?]‚ much
    And then‚ If I were to go out with you

    You never tell me what I want
    So get up off your butt
    And dance to the music you hear
    Suck it up your butt
    [?]

    Who’s your producer?
    [?]
    Where’s he at?
    In the ghetto

    Moonfall – Lost Lyrics

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    Let me into your world
    At the deep ends of time
    I gave everything I owned
    Your imperfections are mine
    Just shine a light through the night
    So far it seems the punishment won’t fit the crime

    I can’t hear your voice tonight
    I am trapped in this maze
    But I’m still not afraid
    The mistakes that made me
    Are the mistakes that I made

    I’ll follow you to the end of every start
    And I’ll keep walking as it’s pulling me apart
    I’m screaming

    Lost in your heart
    Lost in your heart

    Lost in your heart
    Lost from the start

    Pulling me apart
    Let me go
    Let me go
    Pulling me apart
    Let me go

    Every wall closing in
    Breathing with a shudder
    Why do sinners obsess over the sins of others?
    So set me free
    Set me free
    I’m a sucker for rewriting histories

    I will follow you to the end of every start
    And I’ll keep walking as it’s tearing me apart
    I’m screaming

    Lost in your heart
    Lost in your heart

    Lost in your heart
    Lost from the start

    Pulling me apart
    Let me go
    Let me go
    Pulling me apart
    Let me go

    Lost in your heart
    Lost in your heart

    I’ll follow you to the end of every start
    And I’ll keep walking as it’s tearing me apart
    I’m screaming

    Lost in your heart
    Lost in your heart

    Lost in your heart
    Lost from the start

    Pulling me apart
    Let me go
    Let me go
    Pulling me apart
    Let me go

    I can hear your voice
    Lost in your heart
    Lost in your heart
    I can hear your voice
    Lost in your heart
    Lost in your heart

    Lost in your heart

    Meek Mill ‘Green Light’ DJ Akademiks, Says AK Wants Him To Jeopardize His Freedom

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    Meek Mill is claiming that he put out a “green light” on DJ Akademiks as their beef intensifies.

    It’s round 43 of DJ Akademiks and Tekashi 6ix9ine vs Meek Mill. DJ Akademiks has not taken lightly to Meek Mill’s attempt to cancel him on social media and has a few choice words for the “Otherside of America” rapper. Earlier this week, Meek once again made his distaste for Akademiks public by declaring that the Everyday Struggle host has done nothing for the culture and deserves to be canceled. “He also gassed a lot of beef that got people killed and hurt,” Meek wrote on Twitter.

    In response, Ak retweeted the post with the comment, “You can’t cancel anyone Meek.” It may have seemed like that was the end of things, except that now Akademiks has decided to go on one of his classic tirades. “Meek, you can’t cancel anyone. Okay? Let’s be very clear. You’ve been mad at me since I posted that an EP of yours flopped!” he said in the IG clip captioned, “You’re raps biggest hypocrite.”

    Meek Mill’s rant on Twitter continued into the July 4th weekend with a couple more shots at Akademiks. “Nah you online!! you just make money off the trenches … next phase is like green light,” Meek tweeted. He later accused Akademiks of making money off the culture while not supporting the culture. The Philly rapper also invoked George Floyd and Breyonna Taylor for which AK called him out for.

    While the feud may have been influenced by a poor review from the journalist, Meek and Ak’s beef also has a lot to do with Ak’s good friend and Meek’s enemy, 6ix9ine. When posting his rant, Akademiks called on the Philly artist to respond to the “TROLLZ” rapper’s questioning of his character, and 6ix9ine jumped in on the virtual attack by pointing out the irony of Meek calling him a snitch for making a plea deal with the authorities, but being affiliated to Roc Nation Management which is headed by Desiree Perez who is a former police informant herself.

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    @meekmill here’s my response to ur cancellation. Respond to @6ix9ine and @darealquilly questioning your CHARACTER. Before thinking bout tryna cancel someone else. You’re raps biggest hypocrite if u don’t. Until then we not hearing u #meekmandela

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    Akademiks’ beef with Freddie Gibbs may have blown over, but it doesn’t seem like lightning is likely to strike twice.

    You can't cancel anyone meek. https://t.co/8mAh7l6DPf

    — DJ Akademiks (@Akademiks) June 30, 2020

    You a dickhead lol you post about me doing something to everybody ..you want me to throw away my freedom dummy lol don’t bring breyonna Taylor or George Floyd up now it’s a problem with you clown lol it’s about you and your place in the culture! https://t.co/pWnIOsUZvM

    — Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

    Nah you online!! you just make money off the trenches … next phase is like green light ?? https://t.co/J9js0Di4YH

    — Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

    And now justice for breyonna Taylor and George Floyd since we got ya attention!

    — Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

    I’m not a activist .:I’m one of the chairman of reform https://t.co/dtpINFopqa I been green lighted the system I just did it with the billionaires! Your just a bad cop who instigate and get people to crash lol you think you can post rappers and tell me to do something lol

    — Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

    Andrea Bocelli – Sueno Lyrics

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    Ve, te esperaré
    la flor en el jardin diseña el tiempo
    lo dibujaré el dia después de tu regreso
    Si estaras segura de mi amor que te lo llevas para ti,
    preso entre tus manos llega hasta tu cara vuelves a pensar en mi

    De qué te servira mostrarle al mundo que
    No sé que vida ve
    un corazón que se destruye ausente
    No sé que vida ve
    un corazón que nunca miente, siente
    No sé

    Y te esperaré
    le robaré besos al tiempo

    tiempo que no puede cancelar con el recuerdo aquel deseo que…
    apresado entre tus manos llevas a tu cara vas pensando en mi
    y te acompañara pasando la ciudad

    Por mi
    por mi que estoy ahora aqui
    y sueño cosas cosas que no sé de ti
    ¿dónde estaras? ¿qué calle andaras?
    en tu retorno
    sueño

    Y te esperaré
    le robaré besos al tiempo, sueño
    Un rumor el viento me despierta
    y aqui estaras.

    Pop Smoke – Mood Swings Lyrics (feat. Lil Tjay)

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    [Pop Smoke (Lil Tjay):]
    (Mood swings)
    Oh, you ain’t know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh)
    Hahaha (Yeah)

    Shorty a lil’ baddie (She a lil’ baddie)
    Shorty my lil’ boo thing (Boo thing)
    And shorty got the fatty
    Shorty be catching mood swings
    Every time I f*ck without a rubber
    I nutted on the covers
    And I kept it undercover
    ‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (Kiss and tell)

    Every time I f*ck, she call me daddy
    My lil’ mama nasty
    I see the p*ssy through the panties (Whatever you want)
    She taste like candy
    She a queen, like Nefertiti
    Uh oh, my lil’ mama sittin’ pretty
    And we be shoppin’ through the city (Oh, oh)
    I gave her keys to the Bentley (Woah, woah)
    Get off your knees, you don’t gotta cry to me
    I’m your best friend, baby, you don’t gotta lie
    I’ll get you everything that you want and that you need from Chanel to Celine
    It’s on you to decide
    Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
    Start liftin’ up your dress, start kissin’ on your neck (Oh no, no)
    Start rubbin’ on your butt, start massagin’ your breasts
    I ain’t wanna give you a baby just yet, so I backed out and nutted on your breasts
    I put you in an Uber (Uber) and sent you to your bed (Oh)
    The very next day (Oh), you sent me a text (Oh)
    You pulled up to the crib and we did it again (Oh, oh)

    Shorty a lil’ baddie (She a lil’ baddie)
    Shorty my lil’ boo thing (Boo thing)
    And shorty got the fatty
    Shorty be catching mood swings
    Every time I f*ck without a rubber
    I nutted on the covers
    And I kept it undercover
    ‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (Ooh)

    [Lil Tjay (Pop Smoke):]
    You know, I never found love until I looked between your eyes (Between your eyes)

    First time blushin’, I ain’t even gon’ lie (Ain’t even gon’ lie)
    Full round ten, leavin’ bruises on your thighs
    You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys
    And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when I’m inside
    It’s your vibe, leave with me you gettin’ high
    Plenty bitches f*ckin’ with you even if they tried
    p*ssy on tsunami, I ain’t never felt it dry
    Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there while I wake
    Honestly, I feel the vibe we have is great
    And if there’s something in your mind, you can tell me
    And if I told you what’s on mine, would you help me?
    See the bigger picture, it’s just gon’ take time
    That’s because you mine
    I’ma keep you lookin’ like a dime
    Ain’t no imperfections, girl, you fine
    Baby, what’s your sign?
    Hope you went and guessed, just slow down
    (Work, work, it’s me and you) Me and you
    Keep it silent, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do
    Through the storm, baby, we can make it through
    Why you actin’ brand new? You know you my lil’ boo, yeah
    Got up on my Birkin, it’s workin’
    She said she a virgin (It’s hurtin’)
    She my biggest fan, she always lurkin’
    She know I’m a man, I’ma put that work in
    I know she can’t stand me, I’m fancy
    So I’ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
    Late night sex, she can’t find her panties
    Couldn’t hold it in, now she need a plan B

    [Pop Smoke (Lil Tjay):]
    (Shorty a lil’ baddie)
    (She my lil’ boo thing)
    And shorty got the fatty (Shorty got the fatty)
    Shorty be catching mood swings
    (Every time I f*ck without a rubber)
    (I nutted on her covers)
    And I kept it undercover
    ‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell

    Pop Smoke – Snitching Lyrics (feat. Future & Quavo)

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    So, you got the job doing what?
    Bro, I get payed to snitch now, nigga
    It’s really classified, I can’t really talk about this shit, my nigga
    Oh, my God
    Only reason I’m tellin you this, ’cause you my boy
    But don’t f*ck with me, you see what I did to Roger
    You seen what I did to Roger
    Forty years
    He had forty years?
    Forty years, bitch, you don’t wanna sign that plee
    Forty years
    Damn
    Don’t f*ck with me
    Buddah blessed this beat
    Huncho

    [Quavo:]
    Look at my status (Status)
    No, I’m not braggin’, I’m not average (Average)
    My bitch want a Patek (Patek)
    I bought her a whip and I told her to stop naggin’ (Skrr)
    Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin’ (Bling)
    I bought it back in (Shinin’)
    The club is packed in (Packed in)
    Step in your city we goin’ in (Goin’ in)
    Drop the top, let’s blow the wind (Drop top)
    f*ck the cops, we goin’ big
    Niggas out here hate the kid, ’cause I’m runnin’ up when supposed to be dead, uh
    Bitch, I’m a player (Player)
    Nigga we’re trappin’, and checkin’ the mail, yeah
    Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I’m handin’ out bills, yeah
    These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah
    The way that you playin’ (Ayy), niggas out here workin’ with 12

    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin, uh (Snitchin’)

    They workin’, they clockin’, they watchin’
    No stoppin, no options, we ballin’, we poppin’
    We goin’, let’s go, get money, get mo’ for sure
    I got it, and there’s plenty mo’ on the boat (Uh)
    Nigga we came from the bottom
    Yes, it’s time for the bosses to toast (Toast)
    Me and the dog got collars
    We puttin’ diamonds on top of the chokers (Ice)
    f*ck nigga, come in the lane
    Shit, we droppin’ him off like a floater (Float)
    I ain’t gon’ mention his name
    But if he do, then it’s like that and it’s over (Snitch)

    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)

    [Pop Smoke:]
    Said I pull up in Amiri, got ninas attached
    Walk in the buildin’, I shake up the room
    f*ck on your lady, no feelings attached

    Don’t talk out your mouth ’cause she holdin’ the room
    Yeah, yeah, walk in (Walk in), then walk up out it
    There’s never a day I don’t walk without it (Ssh)
    Shoot a nigga, never talk about it
    ‘Cause these niggas be rats, yeah (Rats)
    I had to shoot it in class (Class)
    I had the ninas attached
    f*ck and run, see I had the bitch badge (Woo)
    If Quavo told me get him, then I’ma do the dash (I’ma do the dash)
    Yeah, dash (Dash), I take off like a rocket (Yeah)

    [Quavo:]
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)

    [Future:]
    Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown
    Pick a town, I get down
    Chrome hearts, chrome hearts
    Bitches love my style
    Look at how my wrist glow, huh
    Two-fifty just for the watch, uh
    Posted on the block, I was servin’ for dollar
    I caught a wave, it’s amazing, Margiela
    Audemar, water, Beretta, vendetta
    Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel
    Takin’ off just like a rocket and got racks in my pocket
    I’m havin’ my way with these hoes
    Shawty in love with my diamonds
    She love how they twinkle
    She love how they glisten, they glow
    Pour up a four like I’m young Tony Stoke
    One in the head, 99 more to go
    Went in a winner, pull up like a GOAT
    Trippin’ and spillin’, now that shit on the floor
    Came from the gutter, that’s word from the bro
    I’m Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas
    I’m really havin’ more hits than The Beatles
    I was out trappin’ with keys like Alicia
    I be finessin’ my plug, got it cheaper
    Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers
    Hey
    I’m on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers
    Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh
    Switch up the flow for the visual
    Just so you know that I’m spiritual
    All of my money identical
    Bluefaces, bluefaces keep me one hundred
    They on the woo shit
    Niggas gon’ shoot your shit
    You ain’t no woo, nigga
    You ain’t gon’ do shit

    [Quavo:]
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
    Damn, snitchin’
    Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)

    Pop Smoke – Got It On Me Lyrics

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    Look

    Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
    Don’t let my heart turn cold
    Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
    Don’t let my heart turn cold
    Have mercy on many men
    Many, many, many, many men
    Wish death ‘pon me
    Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
    I don’t look to the sky no mo’
    ‘Cause I got it on me
    I got it on me (Talk that shit)
    I got it on me
    You can run up if you want (f*ck is you talking ’bout?)

    Look
    It’s Pop Smoke, niggas know me
    Keep two fours like I’m Kobe
    Is you ridin’ or you hidin’?
    If you slidin’, then you owe me (Owe me)
    Run up, catch cold feet
    Niggas act tough then call police
    I don’t make friends, yeah, I make bands
    Want some Ray-Bans ’cause I’m a OG
    This AR be my trophy
    Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
    09, niggas woo back
    Nigga automatic when the woo clap
    Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
    09, niggas woo back
    Nigga automatic when the woo clap
    (Automatic when the woo clap)

    Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
    Don’t let my heart turn cold
    Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
    Don’t let my heart turn cold
    Have mercy on many men

    Many, many, many, many men
    Wish death ‘pon me
    Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
    I don’t look to the sky no mo’
    ‘Cause I got it on me
    I got it on me
    I got it on me
    You can run up if you want

    Fifty shots up in this Glock, I won’t let up
    XD, niggas totin’ Berettas
    Shoot first and do yourself a favor
    Report like I’m Craig Sager
    Back out, niggas ain’t with the bluffin’
    Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin’
    Ten toes on your block like I’m drummin’
    SK’ll have a blicky runnin’ (It’s Pop Smoke)
    It’s that nigga from the Floss, your bitch right back
    And I don’t politic ’cause niggas ain’t like that
    I drop a slip or two and get a light pack
    And I don’t care if you losin’, still fight back

    Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
    Don’t let my heart turn cold
    Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
    Don’t let my heart turn cold
    Have mercy on many men
    Many, many, many, many men
    Wish death ‘pon me
    Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
    I don’t look to the sky no mo’
    ‘Cause I got it on me
    I got it on me
    I got it on me
    You can run up if you want

    Mercy on me

    Leagues – Pass My Way Lyrics

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    If I saw you on the street
    Would you try to look at me with strangers eyes
    And all the secrets that you’ve told
    I kept them hid and held them close
    Would come alive

    And what was sleeping springs awake
    Summer sun would shine its way into the night
    And nothing more than seeing you
    And seeing you and nothing more
    Is all it takes
    Still feels so right

    What would I do
    What would I say
    What would I do if you ever passed my way
    What would I do
    What would I say
    What would I do if you ever passed my way

    When the day is at its end
    When all my thoughts begin to bend

    There way to you
    No matter what I try to do
    Shake it loose or shake it free
    It’s of no use

    What would I do
    What would I say
    What would I do if you ever passed my way
    What would I do
    What would I say
    What would I do if you ever passed my way

    It’s just a matter of
    It’s just a matter of
    It’s just a matter of time
    It’s still inside of our
    It’s still inside of our
    It’s all inside of our heart

    What would I do
    What would I say
    What would I do if you ever passed my way
    What would I do
    What would I say
    What would I do if you ever passed my way

    Pop Smoke – For The Night Lyrics (feat. Dababy & Lil Baby)

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    [Pop Smoke:]
    CashMoneyAP
    Get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, oh
    Oh (I’m tryna f*ckin’ get ’em), oh (I’m tryna f*ckin’ get ’em)
    Oh, oh (Get ’em), oh
    Oh (Gettin’ big on this), oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh
    What do you want? Won’t tell you twice, yeah
    I’m a thief in the night (Thief in the night), oh

    I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
    Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
    If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
    I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Look)

    If I call you bae, you bae for the day
    Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
    She want a killer to f*ck all night
    I wanna f*ck on a thot, gimme head all night
    AP, big rocks, in the hood with the ‘rillas
    Five K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou’ to the dealer

    I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
    Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
    If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
    I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Baby)

    [Lil Baby:]
    I’m rich but I’m ridin’, I’m low on exotic, I’m ’bout to fly out and go get me some
    Nothin’ ain’t seen, all this money on me, hunnid racks in the bag, that’s honey bun
    Baby OG, I been runnin’ these streets, got the game from Lashawn, I’m my mama’s son
    Learned ’bout the triple cross when I was young and I know I ain’t goin’ so I keep a gun
    I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
    She beggin’ for attention, I don’t see her
    See, I peeped Pop out, wish that you could see us

    Me and Cash plus whenever I go re-up
    I got some niggas in the street, won’t beat me
    I got the industry tryna be me
    I just go Ray Charles, they can’t see me
    I’m in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi

    [Pop Smoke:]
    I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
    Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
    If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
    I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Yeah)

    [DaBaby:]
    Like a thief in the night (Thief)
    I pull up, give her D for the night (Uh-huh)
    Tryna f*ck in the V, it’s aight (Let’s f*ck)
    We can’t f*ck up my seats ’cause they white (That’s my seats, watch my motherf*ckin’ seats)
    I’m livin’ like "Thriller", I only come out at the night time
    She don’t f*ck with liquor, don’t like bein’ tipsy
    She don’t do the Henny, just white wine (What she do?)
    Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (Yeah)
    I pull up in the Porsche wit’ a freaky ho (Zoom)
    Park the Porsche and pull up in a Lambo (Hmph)
    I hop out, Major Payne, rockin’ camo (Yessir)
    Think she cute, make her f*ck, watch her man go (She cute)
    Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I’m Rambo
    Cuban link full of rocks, it’s a choker (Oh)
    Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya

    [Pop Smoke:]
    I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
    Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
    If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
    I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night

    Lil’ Kim – Off The Wall Lyrics

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    [Lil’ Cease]
    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now do it!

    [Puffy] (Kim)
    Queen Bee, Bad Boy baby
    (Uh, uh, uh)
    Let’s go!

    [Lil’ Kim]
    Ah! Ready or not here I come
    I’m a Bentley y’all something like a Hyundai
    Win more skins than a crack without dunja
    Tasty like a sundae (Take that!)
    (Mmm-da-da)
    Eat it like a Kit Kat
    Forge a climax, replay back
    Lil’ Kim records hit the streets
    DJ’s wanna spend that back like
    Me and Lil’ Cease is the real tag-team
    While most of y’all broads is just drag queens
    It’s gonna take years before you match our cream
    And only in your dreams can you see what we see

    [Lil’ Cease]
    Now lend me your ear, listen closely
    I wear these jewels like a rosary
    This is how the rap game is supposed to be
    One king, one queen things supposed to be

    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now do it!

    [Lil’ Kim]
    Niggas lean left
    Bitches lean right
    Come on, you gotta ride ’em baby
    Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do

    It’s the years 2G, things about to change
    Trade in that Range, get a motherf*ckin’ plane
    Your girl is lame, huh what?
    Want a bitch like me what, huh?
    If it’s diamonds you want
    Baby I got ’em
    Money in a briefcase
    Who needs a wallet?
    Be a pigeon nigga you sound retarded
    I’m the girl with more cream than St. Patrick’s Day
    A house by the bay so what do you say?
    Me and you, nigga like running Roulette
    The game is strip poker, is you ready to play?
    Make it last all night and I’m ready to stay
    Put your money and your jewels up one at time
    And if you lose this game all this shit is mine
    What you got?

    Full house, triple ace and two kings
    Royal flush beats ten jack, here give me
    I win give it up!

    [Lil’ Cease]
    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now do it!

    [Lil’ Kim (Puffy)]
    Niggas lean left
    Bitches lean right
    Come on, you gotta ride ’em baby
    Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do

    When it comes to status call me Dr. Ruth
    I ain’t a prostitute I just speak the truth
    Dicks I like ’em fat like a pickle
    Hard like nickel, juicy like a Popsicle
    Niggas mention me for a sexual reference
    Lil Kim’s everybody’s sexual preference
    A bitch like me gives it on the first date
    Why hesitate? I ain’t got time to wait!
    Cause uh y’all know how I get down
    (How you get down?)
    Niggas from the East know how I get down
    (That’s right!)
    Cats from the West know how I get down
    (West Side!)
    From the North to South say can you get down!

    [Lil’ Cease]
    Now lend me your ear, listen closely
    I wear these jewels like a rosary
    This is how the rap game is supposed to be
    One king, one queen things supposed to be

    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now get your back up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Now do it!

    [Lil’ Kim]
    Niggas lean left
    Bitches lean right
    Come on, you gotta ride ’em baby
    Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
    Mmm-da-da, mmm-do

    [Puff Daddy]
    Queen Bee, 2000
    Get your backs up off the wall
    Dance come on
    Dance come on yeah
    Dance come on
    Notorious K.I.M.
    J.M. come on
    B.I.G. come on forever come on
    (Just dance) Come on
    (Just dance) Come on
    (Just dance) I see you come on yeah
    Come on

    Pop Smoke – Gangstas Lyrics

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    Them niggas gotta hear what the f*ck I’m talkin’ ’bout (Woo, woo)
    (I be in New York)
    Feel me, Lil’ Z? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
    On your set with some real shit, nigga (Gangsters)
    (Swerve)
    I don’t want none of that extra loud shit
    This ain’t none of that rainbow hair shit
    Know what I’m sayin’? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
    This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga
    (I be in New York with the gangsters)
    f*ckin’ voice of the streets, man
    It’s like Jesus walkin’ (Oozin’ automatics)
    More like Christopher Walking, eh? (I be with the straights and the apes)
    Y’all know what’s up (Talkin’ stone to stone)
    (Runnin’ backs, we don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout it)
    Free all my niggas, free all the streets

    I be in New York with the gangsters
    Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Grrt)
    If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (Bah)
    Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah)
    I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
    Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Bah)
    If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (You lackin’ ass niggas)
    Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Grrt)

    .44 got a kickback (Bah)
    Click-clack, get back (Bah)
    Shots at your rib pack (Grrrt)
    Or you can get chin checked (Woo)
    Them trollin’ niggas actin’ up (Actin’ up)

    So niggas packed him up (Pack him up)
    Brazy was actin’ tough
    ‘Til niggas slapped him up (p*ssy)
    Pop Smoke on top (Haha)
    Niggas mad as f*ck (Mad)
    Six by six, big Benz on my wrist (Grrt)
    If you don’t got your nails done, you are not it (Woo)
    Automatically on the blocked list (Blocked, bitch)
    Niggas talkin’ ’bout they guns (Guns), but never shot shit (Cap)
    Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick (p*ssy)
    Run up and I’m brandin’ them, take a nigga shoppin’ (Bitch)
    Reach and I’m branchin’ it ’cause I don’t know who watchin’ (I’m on point)
    It’s a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crème brûlée (Hahaha)
    38’s on the block (Block), a nigga won’t hesitate (Bah)
    Had to move these bitches up (Move up) ’cause they was in the way
    I wouldn’t want them to get shot by an enemy

    I be in New York with the gangsters (And what’s up?)
    Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Tandem, grrt)
    If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (Bah)
    Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah)
    I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
    Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Bah)
    If my opps is chillin’ in the foreign (You lackin’ ass niggas)
    Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Grrt)

    Rema – Woman Lyrics

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    Another banger

    I’m in love with plenty women
    I no mind marry all of them
    E no matter the shape or color
    I go make sure say I must collect
    I get one wey be my sponsor
    I get one wey dey call me honey
    One wey dey do me witchy-witchy
    She dey do like Patience Ozokwor

    Wole ka lo
    Get in my room make you la tan
    Body dey move like a python
    Love wey dey give me iron
    Wole ka lo
    After the room to the parlour
    Bend make you pose for my cannon
    Love wey dey boost my iron

    I too like woman
    I too like woman
    Me I no dey gboran
    Me I no dey gboran
    I too like woman
    I too like woman
    Me I no dey gboran
    Me I no dey gbo-

    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)
    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)

    Too many girls in my DM
    Uganda to London to Benin
    I pray make I no go reply them
    Never to be an olobe Oo
    Lobe Oo
    Kpakoro back to the matter Oo
    Since I dey look all your picture Oo
    Girl you go finish my data Oo (Asampeteprokotomakule)

    Hmm I dey see girls for my explore
    Dem many wey me I adore
    If they no do no be by force
    Plenty wey dey wey go concur
    Dey wey go concur
    Enter the room gimme your phone
    Make dem no go see me for blog

    Wole ka lo
    Get in my room make you la tan
    Body dey move like a python
    Love wey dey give me iron
    Wole ka lo
    After the room to the parlour
    Bend make you pose for my cannon
    Love wey dey boost my iron

    I too like woman
    I too like woman
    Me I no dey gboran
    Me I no dey gboran
    I too like woman
    I too like woman
    Me I no dey gboran
    Me I no dey gboran

    I too like woman
    I too like woman
    Me I no dey gboran
    Me I no dey gboran
    I too like woman
    I too like woman
    Me I no dey gboran
    Me I no dey gboran

    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)
    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
    Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)

    You see, as a man
    I just want to relax and be taken care of
    Is it too much to ask?

    I too like woman
    Woman

    Nef The Pharaoh – Mac Of The Year Lyrics

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    Yeah
    Nigga, I’m the motherf*ckin’ mac of the motherf*ckin’ year of the motherf*ckin’ motherf*ckin’ year, motherf*ckin’ year, nigga

    I’m a mac, M-A-C and your bitch know it
    She can’t relax, nigga the bag and all he did was grow it
    Ain’t shit like this rap and this trap money
    Either way, I’ma get paid, that’s why I act funny
    I’ll be dead off the mud ’til she tap my pockets
    I woke up out my sleep and took off like rockets
    That’s your big brother bag, that is not your wallet (Cap)
    My youngest son just turned one, I could put him through college (Facts)
    I bought the Benz off the lot with the low mileage (Facts)
    All cash, no L’s, f*ck a co-signer (Facts)
    Somebody tell these motherf*ckers, I’m the big timer (Shit)
    I’m the reason why these niggas think they big timing
    My bitch bring me blues, your bitch bring you problems
    You be on that hoe back like a dirty condom (Ha)
    I never trip on a bitch I’m a real mobster
    I crack a nigga on the field like I’m Shaq Thompson (Mobster)
    You ain’t get the mud from the doc? I do not want it
    All my enemies is dead, I don’t got opponents
    I drop a bag on your head and watch somebody blow it (Boom)
    Yeah, my Perc’ just kicked in, that bitch got me goin’
    Quarterback with the pack, gold tee, I throw it (Go long)
    We ain’t never shut down, my trap always rolling (Bitch)
    I shopped so much at Barney’s, they went extinct

    Flyest niggas on two feet, it’s Chang and SB
    Passed up on your bitch, she was tryna molest me
    I rock ice and keep a stick like I’m Wayne Gretzky
    When I first met the ho, "Can I get the check please?"
    Sike, I’m really not that nice, you shoulda went and got a geek
    I’m the nigga in my hood, I should have my own street
    I send your nigga to the store for some chips and a drink
    And he better come back with my change and a receipt
    Tellin’ Nef he never ran outta gas, they on E
    f*ck your grandma that’s sick and your partner that’s deceased (f*ck that nigga)
    His headstone a Porta Potti, we gon’ piss where he sleep
    I was rich before Roddy and I still keep a gleek
    Got so much game, the blind bitch wanna see
    Like an inmate, fresh out the hoe, I got mail now (Money)
    If you don’t see them niggas with me then we fell out
    She love when I hop in the booth and go beast
    I know the real shooter gang, your friends the police
    You be giving them statements, and me? I don’t speak
    If she ride with the chain, the ho finna work her cleats
    I bought a little twenty ounce just so I could drop a three
    Beat the p*ssy up for hours, I got stamina for weeks
    Feelin’ like I’m Austin Powers on this groovy ass beat (Groovy baby)
    I can make a square one lady into a freak
    I’ma independent P, f*ck this rap industry
    The ho told me she ran away ’cause you weak

    Idris Elba – One Fine Day Lyrics (feat. Tigga Da Author)

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    [Intro]
    What a day
    What a long, long day
    What a day
    What a long, long day

    [Verse 1]
    I wake up in the early morning, sun is in my eyes
    Feelin’ like a champion, I’m never losin’ a fight
    I was runnin’ wild and chasin’ down all the tings I did not need
    Did a smile, you bring it out, this life got the mandem sweet

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Oh my God, I am blessed
    And you know it’s my time
    Oh my days, no more stress
    And I’m gonna get my shine
    Runnin’ round, I’ve been runnin’ round
    I’ve been fearless on that road
    It’s been up and down, been up and down
    I’m here to let you know

    [Chorus]
    And on that one fine day
    We will take it there
    And on that one fine day (And on that one fine day)
    We will make it there (What a long, long day)

    [Verse 2]
    One fine day and we’ll get that, get that
    No one can stop me, man, I can’t let that, let that
    No one can take these dreams from my net back, no
    The day it will come, it will come (Will come)
    And I ain’t leavin’ ’til I get that (No way)
    My mama told me I’m the one (I’m the one)
    And I ain’t leavin’ ’til I be that

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I said, oh my God, I am blessed
    And you know it’s my time
    Oh my days, no more stress
    And I’m gonna get my shine
    Runnin’ round, I’ve been runnin’ round
    I’ve been fearless on that road
    It’s been up and down, been up and down
    I’m here to let you know

    [Chorus]
    And on that one fine day (And on that one fine day)
    We will take it there (We will take it there)
    And on that one fine day (And on that one fine day)
    We will make it there (We will make it there)
    And on that one fine day (What a day)
    We will take it there (What a long, long day)
    And on that one fine day (What a day)
    We will make it there (What a long, long day)

    [Outro]
    And on that one fine day
    We will make it there (Ooh, yeah)
    We’ll be there, yeah
    What a day
    What a long, long day
    What a day (Lets go, lets go)
    What a long, long day
    (Yeah, yeah)
    On that one fine day we will be there (Oh, yeah)
    On that one fine day we will be there
    On that one fine day we will be there (Oh, no)
    On that one fine day we will be there (Oh, no)
    On that one fine day we will be there

    Cian Ducrot – Hurt So Bad Lyrics

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    It’s harder alone when she feels this way
    To hearts is no home she’s so afraid
    And she knows it was hard for him to stay in when he feels this pain
    But she really needs someone to hold her
    A part of her life was just ripped away

    She feels empty always but she knows she can hold it
    Had her beautiful eyes so full only she can know it
    And she said

    Who knew that it could hurt this bad
    Losing something that she never knew you had
    The heart beats like yours in my head
    But who knew that it could hurt this bad
    Who knew that it could feel this way
    There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space
    And don’t ever know their face
    But who knew that it could feel this way

    It’s harder to explain if she’s feeling
    This grieve, pain, no sometimes even
    Was the blue eyes like hers a golden brown like his
    She never felt like this

    She feels empty always but she knows she can hold it
    Had her beautiful eyes so full only she can know it
    And she said

    Who knew that it could hurt this bad
    Losing something that she never knew you had
    The heart beats like yours in my head

    But who knew that it could hurt this bad
    Who knew that it could feel this way
    There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space
    And don’t ever know their face
    But who knew that it could feel this way

    Put your hand in mine
    Cover up my eyes
    You got a smile like mine
    You’ll always be by my side
    My life, all my life
    You got a smile like mine

    Put your hand in mine
    Cover up my eyes
    You got a smile like mine
    You’ll always be by my side
    My life, all my life
    You got a smile like mine

    Put your hand in mine
    Cover up my eyes
    You got a smile like mine
    You’ll always be by my side
    My life, all my life
    You got a smile like mine

    Who knew that it could hurt this bad (hurt this bad)
    Losing something that she never knew you had (never knew you had)
    The heart beats like yours in my head (in my head)
    But who knew that it could hurt this bad (oh…)
    Who knew that it could feel this way (feel this way)
    There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space (space)
    And don’t every know their face
    But who knew that it could feel this way

    Aime Simone – Strange Inside Lyrics

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    Tell me a lie to adore
    As subtle as
    I won’t know anymore
    Ailment
    Say it now
    Imagine days of future

    I can live a life inside
    If only our love’s allowed
    No demons unknown
    Aware of what I hide
    No I don’t mind alone
    But I do feel strange inside

    It’s getting in my head
    Down in heaven lit
    My heart is
    Riot and spirit
    And I can’t hold no
    Secret devil

    Give me a high to adore
    As sweet as
    I’ve ever known before
    Ailment
    Play it now
    Imagine days of future

    I can live a life inside
    If only our love’s allowed

    No demons unknown
    Aware of what I hide
    No I don’t mind alone
    But I do feel strange inside

    Yeah leave it in the past
    Hold on and see
    All the signs in the dark
    Slow down
    Put it out and stay
    The dawn
    New life
    Anywhere I find

    Oh
    It’s getting in my head
    Down in heaven lit
    My heart is
    Riot and spirit
    And I can’t hold no
    Secret devil

    Whoa
    It’s getting in my head
    Down in heaven lit
    My heart is

    Riot and spirit
    And I can’t hold no
    Secret devil

    Westside Gunn – Michael Irvin Lyrics

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    Conductor
    Ayo

    Ayo, everybody think they fly now, but ain’t nobody flyer (Ah)
    You ever cooked a half a brick in the air fryer? (Ah)
    Shootin’ out the Lambo truck ’til I was tired (Brr, boom, boom, boom, boom)
    Cases everywhere, burned a hole in the tire
    Made his whole face lock up, my shit fire (Ah)
    Forties in the buffs, but today, I wore the wires (But today, I wore the wires)
    Don’t talk too loud, lord, he got the wire (He got the wire)
    China flea market aprons on, baggin’ China (Ah)
    Niggas got the Mike Tyson bags here to spite us
    Call a [?] in, I need two niggas snipin’
    (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
    FLYGOD, everybody wanna be like him
    Back of the back, but I still like to drive it (Skrrt)
    Nothin’ hurt worse than ChineGun dyin’
    Nightmares my whole bid, I’m at the showers with the knifers (Ah)
    P Murda ’bout two cells down, he real righteous
    Respected by the one-to-one niggas to the lifers (Ah)
    We got niggas wearin’ shitbags and the diapers

    Stomach full of staples, on the f*ck nigga diet
    Knee on a neck, now everybody riot (f*ck the police)
    The bin killin’ niggas, do the math, peep the science (Do the science)
    You want my autograph, kiss the hand, I’m your highness (I’m your highness)
    Taste the work, better turn to, I’m a psychic (Ah)
    My niggas shoot your whole block down for excitement (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
    FLYGOD, the one who made thunder and lightning (Uh)
    Who made water wet, I need Sly out confinement
    My coke positive, you drop yours, the shit minus
    Woke up, middle of the night, my celly cryin’
    Nigga got a L, he realized he gon’ die there

    Dallas Cowboy Michael Irvin was indicted on two counts of drug possession Monday
    He faces up to twenty years in prison if convicted
    This stems from a March 4th incident in which police found Irvin
    Former teammate Alfredo Roberts, and two female companions in an Irving
    Texas motel room along with substantial amounts of marijuana and cocaine

    Sufjan Stevens – America Lyrics

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    Play this song

    Is it love you’re after?
    A sign of the flood or one more disaster
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    Don’t do to me what you did to America

    I have loved you, I have grieved
    I’m ashamed to admit I no longer believe
    I have loved you, I received
    I have traded my life
    For a picture of the scenery
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    Don’t do to me what you did to America

    I give it all up in laughter
    The sign of the cross awaiting disaster
    The dove flew to me like a vision of paranoia
    The dove flew to me like a vision of paranoia

    I have loved you like a dream
    I have kissed your lips like a Judas in heat
    I have worshiped, I believed
    I have broke your bread for a splendor of machinery
    Don’t look at me like I’m acting hysterical
    Don’t look at me like I’m acting hysterical

    I have worshiped, I have cried
    I have put my hands in the wounds on your side
    I have tasted of your blood
    I have choked on the waters, I abated the flood
    I am broken, I am beat
    But I will find my way like a Judas in heat
    I am fortune, I am free
    I’m like a fever of light in the land of opportunity

    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)

    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    Don’t do to me what you did to America
    Don’t do to me what you did to America

    Gucci Mane – Rain Shower Lyrics

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    Play this song

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    (Wheezy outta here)
    My bitch a, uh, Richard Mille rocker (Yeah)
    1017 for life, you know what I’m saying, no cap
    No extras on it
    Real nigga shit
    And this, and this is just facts (Yeah)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    Rain shower (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
    My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
    My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
    My bitch got APs, no apologies
    Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
    I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
    Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
    I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    Plain jane AP (Yeah), fuck me, baby (Hey)
    Fuck me and my friends, I’ll buy you a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
    So many diamonds on my neck, got me feeling lazy (Yeah)
    She bought me a Rollie with baguettes, it cost a eighty
    My bitch keep turnin’ up on baddies, yeah, yeah (Mwah)
    Used to flip burgers out a Caddy, yeah, yeah (Used to flip)
    She suck that dick without me asking, yeah, yeah
    Stuff a ho with wood like a cabinet (Yeah)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    Rain shower (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
    My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
    My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
    My bitch got APs, no apologies
    Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
    I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
    Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
    I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    Rain shower, rain shower
    My bitch ass in Birkins, not flowers (Well, damn)
    My bitch got more ice than these cowards
    Like spinach, her pussy is power
    Rain shower, rain shower
    So wet, we had laid down a towel
    So nasty, sweaty that we shower
    Fuck doggystyle so long, she growl (Grr)
    She suck ’til I skeet, then I’m proud
    Front desk just called up, said we loud
    I was locked up, my bitch held me down
    Nigga play, then I’m gon’ send him flowers

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    Rain showers (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
    My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
    My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
    My bitch got APs, no apologies
    Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
    I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
    Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
    I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

    Offset Fights For Daughter With Shya L’Amour To Get His Last Name

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    Offset, whose real name is Kiari Kendrell Cephus, is fighting for his daughter with upcoming rapper Shya L’Amour to get his last name.

    Offset is a proud father of four and wants his child to know it by name. Although he may now be married to Cardi B and raising their child Kulture, the Migos rapper first became a dad eight years ago when his son Jordan was born. Three years after that, he had a baby with Nicola Algarin — also known as Shya L’Amour — named Kalea. Shya and Offset have been locked in a legal battle over their daughter for a long time, with the Migos star first denying paternity.

    His genetic link to Kalea was eventually established in court and Offset later issued an apology to his little girl on the song “Father of 4”, with the lyrics, “Kalea, you my first, first daughter / I missed the first years of your life, I’m sorry / Tell the truth, I ain’t really know if I was your father / Tell the truth, I really don’t even know your mama.”

    These days, Offset is not only proud to declare that Kalea is his blood — he wants her to share his last name, too. The 5-year-old’s legal name is Kalea Marie Algarin, and he would like to add his own surname, Cephus, to that title. The “Need It” rapper has filed court documents requesting the change and is also seeking joint custody of Kalea.

    Shya took Offset to court back in April, alleging that the Atlanta artist, who is reportedly worth $16 million, is only providing limited financial support and that she, Shya, is struggling to make ends meet amidst the COVID-19 pandemic as she is an hourly wage worker.