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Electric Polar Bears Team Up With Vocalist Katie Sky For Invigorating Single, “Cold Shoulder”

The masked boys of Electric Polar Bears are continuing to make waves in the dance scene following their massive release of over 10 original tracks and remix packs over the course of 2021. They have an impressive list of collaborators, from working with superstar Paris Hilton to massive Australian artist, tyDi. 

Now, they’re back, this time teaming up with immensely talented vocalist Katie Sky (credits include: Ultra, Circus, OWSLA), for the melodically driven pop-dance song, “Could Shoulder“. It’s a sizzling track sure to warm you up in the dead of winter. Katie provides a captivating vocal that pairs perfectly with the upbeat, emotionally charged arrangement provided by EPB. The drop is big and can’t help but send thoughts of main stage festival vibes through your head.

“I loved writing this one – I knew the boys [EBP] always like getting something about Ice or Snow in their songs because they are the polar bears, of course haha! So when I came up with the ‘Cold Shoulder’ song title, I knew that was what I wanted to create the song around. It’s about one of those love/hate relationships where both people have strong personalities & clash continually. Sometimes we can chase the drama and arguments and mistake it for passion, maybe just to make life more interesting.” – Katie Sky 

Listen to “Cold Shoulder” by Electric Polar Bears ft. Katie Sky below!

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David Guetta Releases Stunning 2021 Remix of “Memories” ft. Kid Cudi [LISTEN]

David Guetta is coming into 2021 guns blazing with a remix of his iconic track, “Memories” featuring Kid Cudi.

It was ten years ago when Guetta dropped the smash hit and today it remains a go-to banger. The 2011 song recently regained popularity on TikTok, with over 1.6 billion views combined — because a decade later, the lyrics still resonate.

All the crazy shit I did tonight
Those will be the best memories
I just wanna let it go for the night
That would be the best therapy for me

The new production is clean and vibrant as ever, with a future house twist in both standard and extended versions. “Memories” [2021 Remix] already been well received, as Guetta teased it during his United At Home NYE livestream performance at the Louvre in Paris.

Coming off one of his biggest years yet as DJ Mag’s reigning top DJ, we can’t wait to hear what David Guetta does next. In the meantime, this nostalgia is all we need.

David Guetta – Memories feat. Kid Cudi [2021 Remix]

Listen/DL: https://DavidGuetta.lnk.to/MemoriesRmx

 

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Jean-Michel Jarre Plays NYE Concert In Virtual Notre-Dame in Paris

French composer/producer Jean-Michel Jarre lit up New Year’s Eve with a very special concert-spectacular, set in the virtual environment of planetary landmark Notre-Dame de Paris.

In partnership with Ville de Paris, in support of UNESCO, the pioneer teamed up with VR start-up VRrOOm to bring music fans an experience like no other to ring in 2021. Now, the set has made its way online, complete with a chat replay so you can relive the performance with revelers from around the world.

The live concert framed itself as a one-off exclusive, with ambition to celebrate the New Year in a “futuristic and festive way.” The music comes with a “message of hope for 2021 and for the end of the dark times we are all going through this year.” The result is theatrical and breathtaking to say the very least.

Welcome to the Other Side, the brand new album from Jean-Michel Jarre includes new remixes of “Oxygene” and “Equinoxe.” Available on all streaming platforms now. 

Replay the concert right here!

WELCOME TO THE OTHER SIDE (NYE in virtual Notre Dame)

Listen/download album: https://JMJ.lnk.to/WTTOSAW

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Charli XCX – Our Boyfriend Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Did he tell you you’re the only one? (oh-oh)
Did you introduce him to your mum?
I bet “Boys of Summer” is your favourite song (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Did you lap up all the clichéd lies?
A book of poems on the northern lights (oh)
Did you wonder where he went some nights? (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s out of the blue
But I’ve got something to tell you

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Verse 2]
It’s kind of funny when you think of it
There must have been some times we almost met, I know
Jumpin’ in and out of the same bed (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Same sleezy weekend in the same coat, now
Locked our love on the Paris bridge aswell
Said he loved me from the day we met (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, you too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s hard to believe
I’ve been thinking the same thing

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Bridge]
I know how you feel
I feel so stupid that I couldn’t see
I never thought that this would happen to me

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

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Sweet California – Ay Dios Mio! (feat. Danny Romero)

Baby yo te quiero
do you wanna look it down
like you’re dirty and you´re ready to lick up
what´s up
do you like sola
in the club you can hear me singing

Ohh body ehh, Ohh body ehh
bombady

If you wanna with them make it loco
your body get down poco a poco
cause I don´t really want tan solo
in the club you can hear me singing
Ohh body eh, bom body oh eh

wait from Paris to Copa Cabana

Ay Dios Mío

Danny Romero

rolll white Dando la vuelta al mundo inside
Nosotros lo hacemos turn on the light
Esto suena bien fresco pa que prenda el body
con la movie
andamos con poco bling bling
con un flow demasiado declive
toas las ladies se vuelven kill bill

Quiero que lo muevan asi
de lao a lao como lo hacen la sidra
nosotros lo hacemos asi
de lao a lao como lo hacen la sidra
Ay Dios mio

loco loco loco oh
Ay Dios Mio

Move your body to me

Los creditos
aguita fresquita pa mi y pa ti
Sweet California

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Scott Disick “Threatening” Kourtney Kardashian for Dating Again: “You Better Watch Your Back!”

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Scott Disick Doesn’t Want to Let Kourtney Go on “KUWTK”

And Scott Disick‘s issues with Kourtney Kardashian‘s dating life continues.

In this sneak peek from next Sunday’s new Keeping Up With the Kardashians, Kourtney reveals Scott’s gone off the rails now that she’s dating model Younes Bendjima.

“He’s threatening me now,” Kourtney tells a shocked Khloe Kardashian and Kim Kardashian in the clip. “He goes, ‘You better watch your back.’”

“This is not going to end well,” a worried Kim says.

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Younes Bendjima and Kourtney Kardashian’s Sizzlin’ Paris Vacation

Watch a brand new episode of Keeping Up With the Kardashians Sunday at 9 p.m., only on E!

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Game Boy

Wearing a casual white sweater and jeans, Kourt and her man go to a video game space that is called La Tête Dans Les Nuages in Paris on Sept. 30, 2017.

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Nice Overalls

Wearing eye-catching ensembles, the couple takes to the streets of the City of Lights on Oct. 1.

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Hand in Hand

The duo stroll around the Champs-Elysees in Paris on Sept. 26, 2017.

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Back in Black

Kourt is all smiles as she and her main man leave the PSG store on the Champs-Elysees Avenue in Paris on Sept. 26, 2017

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In the Trenches

Wearing a trench coat and Nikes, Younes holds Khloe’s hands as the pair stroll through Montmartre on Sept. 30, 2017 in Paris, France. 

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Instagram Official

On Sept. 30, the reality star wished Paris good night with a starry snap, which made the couple Instagram official.

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M – Pop Music

Get up
Get down
Radio, video
Boogie with a suitcase
You’re livin’ in a disco
Forget about the rat race
Let’s do the milkshake
Sellin’ like a hotcake
Try some buy some
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Shoobie doobie do wop
I wanna dedicate this
Pop pop shoo wop
Everybody made it

Shoobie doobie do wop
Infiltrate it
Pop pop shoo wop
Activate it
New York, London, Paris, Munich
Everybody talk about pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Pop pop pop pop musik
Singing in the subway
Shuffle with a shoe shine
Fix me a Molotov
I’m on the headline
Wanna be a gun slinger
Don’t be a rock singer
Eenie meenie mynie moe
Tell me where you wanna go
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Shoobie doobie do wop
Lyin’ in the tree [unverified]
Pop pop shoo wop
Eenee meenie
Shoobie doobie do wop
Pop pop shoo wop
You know what I mean
Hit it
Now you know what to say
Talk about, pop musik
Pop pop pop pop musik
All around the world
Wherever you are
Dance in the street
Anything you like
Do it in your car
In the middle of the night
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Dance in the super mart
Dig it in the fast lane
Listen to the countdown
They’re playin’ our song again
I can’t get jumping jack
I wanna hold, get back
Moonlight muzak
Knick knack patty whack
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Shoobie doobie do wop
It’s all around you
Pop pop shoo wop
Gonna surround you
Shoobie doobie do wop
It’s all around
Pop pop shoo wop
Hit it
New York, London, Paris, Munich
Everybody talk about pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Pop pop pop pop musik
Now listen, talk about
Pop pop pop pop musik

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How Kim Kardashian Plans on Celebrating Her 37th Birthday

Kim Kardashian is turning 37 years old on Oct. 21, and it looks like the Keeping Up With the Kardashians star is turning another year older and another year wiser.

“Feeling like I found the meaning of life, finally!” she writes on her website.

Kardashian fans know that the family goes all out for birthdays. This summer, Kim and Kourtney Kardashian threw their daughters North West and Penelope Disick a Moana-themed party and Khloe Kardashian‘s boyfriend Tristan Thompson celebrated his sweetheart’s birthday with a surprise party.

So, how is Kim celebrating this year?

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The A-lister has opted for a “super low-key” celebration with her hubby Kanye West. A source tells E! News there will also be a brunch at Kris Jenner‘s house in Calabasas this weekend. After all, there’s nothing better than spending your birthday with the ones you love.

Last year’s birthday celebration was low-key as well as Kim was still healing from the Paris robbery.

Even though the celebration isn’t the big soiree she’s had in the past, Kim is still enjoying some of the traditional birthday elements. For instance, she plans on eating a special birthday treat.

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“Birthday dessert I’m indulging in Khloe’s strawberry cobbler,” she writes. “And always Hansen’s  Cakes for b-days!” 

While many people dread growing another year older, Kim seems excited for her 37th year. 

“Grateful for my new outlook on life!” she writes on her site. She also states that she is “looking forward to so much joy.”

So much joy indeed. Kim has confirmed that she and Kanye are expecting their third child via surrogate.

Sadly, Kim is ending her 36th year on a bit of rough note. E! News can confirm that the Kim and Kanye’s car was burglarized today. Hopefully the couple can put the incident behind them and focus on celebrating Kim’s big day.

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Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like (Acoustic Remix) (On Charlie Rose) (Live)

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a player, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a player, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio, serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my fleeka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

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Gucci Mane – Met Gala (feat. Offset) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Offset]
Hey
Southside
Wizop
Offset
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Woo

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse (skrt)
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move (brr)
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your bitch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This shit started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that shit ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
Fuckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off (hey, hey)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane (Offset)]
I’m havin’ this shit what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal)

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James Blunt – Don’t Give Me Those Eyes

Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it
And we can’t tell anyone
Take this love and break it
I don’t think I can take it
Go back to him and fake it
Don’t tell him what you’ve done
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Cross your heart and square it
Hotel room in Paris
Kills me that you’re married
‘Cause we know that should be done
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to (don’t give me those eyes)
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you (don’t give me those eyes)
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it

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Dans la voiture a Batman – Jul paroles

Paroles Jul – Dans la voiture a Batman

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek ouais que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.(dans la voiture a Batman)

Ils ne m’ont pas laisser le temps de dire ce que j’avais sur le coeur
Ouais dans ma zone c’est danger y’a des émetteurs
Ici ça peut te tanker pour prendre ton gros moteur
Ouais ici les p’tits sont tentés, elle n’sont pas riches nos mères
Dans le game j’viens faire des murder, là j’suis en colère
Depuis 2012 j’envoie des skeuds, j’vois même plus mon père
Mon quartier, ouais c’est mon bled, en chaussette, claquettes
Ils voudraient que j’arrête de traîner là où j’ai grandis mais j’suis calé
Je n’veux pas partir, j’suis trop carré versuri-lyrics.info
J’ai un avenir à batir, j’ai 27 balais, des petits salauds osent me salir
J’vais les faire détaler, Andalé, Lasciatemi cantare, eh j’m’en bas les
J’compte bientôt m’barrer, je n’serais plus dans les parages
Les jaloux font des paris, sur moi, font des paris sur moi
A savoir si j’vais tenir, si je coule, ils sucent ailleurs
Si je marche, ils continuent à me soutenir
T’as fais plus de dix liasses, tu dis plus: “Buenos Dias”
Le profiteur d’gentillesse, faut lui dire: “Adios”.

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture a Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’mal.

J’suis peut être riche, mais j’veux pas la guerre
N’oubliez pas les gas hein, je n’suis qu’un rappeur
J’connais des gens à terre qui par amour te nique ta mère
Te nique ta vie, te nique tes morts au faits divers dans les affaires
Pour ceux en taule gardez la force, y vont pas nous la faire
Au studio, y’a des boulettes de s**t, des armes posées par terre
Fier d’mon parcours, tu vois l’inspi ? J’suis pas à court
Tu veux rentré dans la cour, mais j’vois qu’ta les nageoires courtes
Ca à parlé sur moi t’as la bocco, vas y coupe court
En cas d’embrouilles d’mande au secteur, on sort le coupe-coupe
T’es dans des histoires, la criminel t’guette à la loupe
Tu dis qu’c’est chaud t’es parano même quand ça te jette à l’alim
Je n’veux pas m’mélanger, j’sais pas, j’suis pas chaud
Ils veulent tchoupé J’n’les connais pas
Dis leurs que j’suis pas Chupa Chups
J’ai fais des tris dans la vie, ouais poto c’est mon choix
(J’ai fais des tris dans la vie, ouais poto c’est mon choix)

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture a Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’mal.

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek ouais que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’malll.
Jul paroles
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Streetheart – Action lyrics

Meanwhile, back in Paris
I was embarassed, babe
I whispered and I took away, yeah
It was way past midnight
They caught the last flight to you
And all the strangers
I really don’t know what to say

I’m afraid now,
I’m going to phone the base now
Yeah maybe the master really gonna pay, yeah
Says all my ladies, they must be crazy
I turn the light down
But I really, but I really goona pay, yeah, yeah

Forever, forever,
And ever and ever and a day, yeah
Forever, forever,
And ever and ever and a day, oooh-hoo

Oh yeah I’m gonna find him
And I’m gonna remind him
He may be the bloody master
But not first to fight, fight fight
He lied to the agent
He lied when he got his paycheck
Oh, when I find him, you’re really gonna go

Action, action, read all about it
Yeah, action, for slander, read all about it
If you can read, look at this
Action, action, read all about it
Action, this fighter, read all about it
Action, action, read all about it
Front page news
Action, this fighter, read all about it
Action, action, read all about it
Action, action, read all about it

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Why Don’t We – These Girls

[Verse 1: Daniel Seavey & Jonah Marais]
I’ve been all through the country
From L.A. to Kentucky
Met a good girl in Houston but she knows
That there are bad girls in Paris
No, they wanna get married
And some beautiful ones in Tokyo

[Pre-Chorus: Jack Avery]
Some go to college, some go to model
Some diggin’ for that gold
Some flying solo, some gonna stay at home

[Chorus: Zach Herron & Jonah Marais & All]
Ooh, I want ’em all (These girls)
The ones that you bring home to momma (These girls)
And the ones who love all of the drama (These girls)
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love all (These girls)
The independent ones with money (These girls)
The crazy ones that love to party (These girls)
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love all

[Refrain: Daniel Seavey & Jonah Marais]
Hollywood girl, tryna be like Rihanna
And I can’t choose one I just gotta be honest
Oh, I don’t know how to decide
Too many girls on my mind
Too many girls, all be fine

[Chorus: Zach Herron & Jonah Marais & All]
Ooh, I want ’em all (These girls)
The ones that you bring home to momma (These girls)
And the ones who love all of the drama (These girls)
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love all (These girls)
The independent ones with money (These girls)
The crazy ones that love to party (These girls)
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love all

[Refrain: Daniel Seavey & Jonah Marais]
Hollywood girl, tryna be like Rihanna
And I can’t choose one I just gotta be honest
Oh, I don’t know how to decide
Too many girls on my mind
Too many girls, all be fine

[Bridge: Zach Herron & Corbyn Besson]
Ooh, I want ’em all
The ones that you bring home to momma
And the ones who love all of the drama
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love

[Chorus: Zach Herron & Jonah Marais & All]
Ooh, (These girls)
The ones that you bring home to momma (These girls)
And the ones who love all of the drama (These girls)
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love all (These girls)
The independent ones with money (These girls)
The crazy ones that love to party (These girls)
I swear there’s way too many, tryna fall for one
But I can’t help it, I just wanna love all

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Perry aye – Asap Mob feat. Asap Rocky lyrics

Lyrics Asap Mob – Perry Aye

Me and Rocky sip the sake up in Paris
Eating calamari
Me and Carti at a party with some shawties
Say what’s up to Bari, aye
Vandalizing your Ferrari, am I hating?
No, I roll with Cartier
Sippin’ Dom Pérignon
Whole squad Dom Perry aye.

Out in Paris like I’m Perry Ellis
Parisian people love parasailing
Parallel park the 911
Parisian stones, f*ck yo VVS’s
United Kingdom with the French connection
French kissin and Parisian sexin’
French girls, French fries, French toast, French gold
Y’all hate, day.

Me and Rocky sip the sake up in Paris
Eating calamari
Me and Carti at a party with some shawties
Say what’s up to Bari, aye
Vandalizing your Ferrari, am I hating?
No, I roll with Cartier
Sippin Dom Perignon
Whole squad Dom Perry, aye.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
Rocking that tee with a V
f*cking that b*tch out the T and the V, ooh
Ducking the T-M the Z, ooh
Fashion week b*tch overseas, ooh
f*cking my team for the week, ya
f*cking my team with no fee, ya
f*cking my two for the free, ya
Aye, aye, yeahhh.

F*ck bein’ humble
Little b*tch, I’m from the jungle, aye
Haters talk down but every time they do
They always f*cking mumble (word, word)
Lil nigga, when you talkin’ to a boss
Watch how you’re talkin’ (word)
Cause I got some niggas that pull up right now
And put you in a coffin (blrrt buck bow!)
Yeah, put ’em in a coffin
Versuri-lyrics.info
I ain’t playin’ with these niggas, uh
Nasty back and I’m bossin’.

Me and Rocky sip the sake up in Paris
Eating calamari
Me and Carti at a party with some shawties
Say what’s up to Bari, aye
Vandalizing your Ferrari, am I hating?
No, I roll with Cartier
Sippin’ Dom Pérignon
Whole squad Dom Perry, ayeee.
Asap Mob lyrics
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Medicine – Wizkid lyrics

Lyrics Wizkid – Medicine

Your body bad you carry for two
Oh baby girl come show me mercy oh
I nor go live, if you leave oh
I wanna spend my life with you
And if you ever ever sick oh
I go be your doctor I get e medicine
And if I buy myself e Porshe
Oh baby girl I buy for two.

Chai! Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu.

You know say loving is a must
Touching is a must oh
All e dey for Paris
You nor go wear the same thing twice oh
And if you give me sweet sweet love
I nor go ever cheat for church
I go buy motor for mummy
And our wedding is a must ohhh.

Yeah, say when you roll am roll am roll am roll am
Baby I dey die slow
Say when you roll am roll am roll am roll am
Baby I dey die slow
Omalisha, say when you roll am roll am roll am roll am
Baby I dey die slow
Nobody mean what you mean to me
Oh yeahhh.

Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu.

Nwayo wayo with your waist oh
Oh baby nwayo with your waist oh
Suffery suffery with your waist oh
See, see what you do to me
Nobody dey do to me nobody dey do to me
Oh yeah ahhhh..

Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu versuri-lyrics.info
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu.

Masterkraft, Igi ge gbu madu
StarBoy, Igi ge gbu madu
Bahd beat, Igi ge gbu madu
Everything everything everythinggg.
Wizkid lyrics
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Medicine

Lyrics to ‘Medicine’ by Wizkid:

–Verse 1–
Your body bad you carry for two
Oh baby girl come show me mercy oh
I nor go live, if you leave oh
I wanna spend my life with you
And if you ever ever sick oh
I go be your doctor I get e medicine
And if I buy myself e Porshe
Oh baby girl I buy for two

–Hook–
Chai! Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu

–Verse 2–
You know say loving is a must
Touching is a must oh
All e dey for Paris
You nor go wear the same thing twice oh
And if you give me sweet sweet love
I nor go ever cheat for church
I go buy motor for mummy
And our wedding is a must oh

Yeah, say when you roll am roll am roll am roll am
Baby I dey die slow
Say when you roll am roll am roll am roll am
Baby I dey die slow
Omalisha, say when you roll am roll am roll am roll am
Baby I dey die slow
Nobody mean what you mean to me
Oh yeah-yeeh

–Hook–
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu

–Verse 3–
Nwayo wayo with your waist oh
Oh baby nwayo with your waist oh
Suffery suffery with your waist oh
See, see what you do to me
Nobody dey do to me nobody dey do to me
Oh yeah ahh…

–Hook–
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh baby girl I want your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu
Oh my darling I need your love oh
Igi ge gbu madu

–Outro–
Masterkraft, Igi ge gbu madu
StarBoy, Igi ge gbu madu
Bahd beat, Igi ge gbu madu
Everything everything everything…

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Meek Mill – Fuck That Check Up (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) (Wins & Losses Album)

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Lil’ fish, yeah
If you can’t swim, you gon’ drown, hoe
We ain’t gon’ save you either
Ah ha ha ha ha

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Bad lil thottie, she got body
I’m on perkies, she on molly
Sippin’ on dirty, smokin’ on Cali
Big Rolls Royce, no Maseratis
I’m ’bout to pull out that V12, I’ma shit on these niggas like Ezel
Let her ride on that dick with no seatbelt
With the money, I know she don’t mean well
Niggas running their mouth like they females
When you winning, they only wanna see you fail
When you winning, they only wan’ see you lose
Niggas steal and I can’t let ’em see my moves
Wait (wait), ha ha
Selling that cocaina (white!)
Started off selling that crack rock (crack rock)
Now we sell out arenas (lit!)
White boys say I’m genius, white girls say I’m gnarly
Did 30 bandz in Neimans, now we 20 grand at Barney’s
Ever put a pop bitch on the block list, I don’t pop shit
‘Cause I got shit, in the drop six with a thot bitch whole squad lit
Heard your new shit, that is not it
Whole gang with me on some mob shit
He ain’t talkin’ money then its nonsense
Bran got the gas, you are not lit (No way)

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Fuck that check up, fuck that check up
We gettin’ rich and these niggas sick, they need a check up
I’m so lit I fuck that bitch soon as I met her (Soon as I met her)
Fuck that check up (Fuck that check up)
Young nigga, fuck that check up
Fuck that check up
Light my wrist and my neck up
Fuck that check up
Young nigga, fuck that check up

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Ha, yeah, back in this bitch and we litty again
I’m ’bout to land in the city again
She with the gang, he tripping again
He like you out with that nigga again?
She gettin’ cocky like, "yeah I’m with him"
Five bands, Gucci coat, rockin’ 1s, I’ll never wear that again

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
(Huh!) Gucci swag so relaxed
Louis bag with the hat
Uzi Vert with the mac
Damn, thought I wasn’t
Fuck you then hit your cousin
All hunnits don’t want no twenty
Stop hatin’ fuck nigga get money
Freaky bitch hit it once
Rarri them keys like vroom
My car don’t got room
Yeah, I put all of them guap in the front
Yeah, my engine in the back
Little nigga we don’t talk about nothing if that shit not ’bout the racks
Don’t call my phone
Don’t leave no message
That girl was swerving me, diamonds emergency
Better hit 911
Up all night, don’t rest much
Spent two hunnid put the rest up
Young nigga fuck that check up
Young nigga, fuck that check up

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
We gettin’ rich, and these niggas sick
They need a check up
I’m so lit I fucked that bitch as soon as I met her
Fuck that check up (Fuck that check up)
Young nigga, fuck that check up
Fuck that check up
Light my wrist and my neck
Fuck that check up
Young nigga, fuck that check up
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)

[Verse 4: Meek Mill]
Uh, my old bitch, yo’ new bitch
She want [?] like q-tip
She get tag like you it
Nigga said he wanna fade me, we ran into him he ain’t wan’ do shit
I don’t care what he sayin’, we ain’t playin’, we just came to shoot shit
Yeah, run up them racks (run it up, run it up)
I’m gettin’ back (run it up, run it up)
Niggas be tweetin’ (niggas be tweetin’)
They gettin’ smacked
Bitches be screenshottin’, tell ’em to hit me on snap
She hit me back, oh lord she gettin’ clapped
Ever fuck a bad bitch in the bando, air mattress
Going ham-o, poppin’ cash shit
Bape camo with the [?]
30 young bulls, living lavish
Gets yo’ mans up, go to Paris
20 grand up when the teller hit
You can tell we ain’t never had shit

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
We gettin’ rich, and these niggas sick
They need a check up
I’m so lit I fucked that bitch as soon as I met her
Fuck that check up (Fuck that check up)
Young nigga, fuck that check up
Fuck that check up
Light my wrist and my neck
Fuck that check up
Young nigga, fuck that check up
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Fuck that check up (fuck that check up)
Fuck that check up (fuck it up, fuck it up)

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Zoey Dollaz – Bad Tings Richmix Lyrics ft. Tory Lanez, Future

Zoey Dollaz – Bad Tings Richmix Lyrics ft. Tory Lanez, Future

[Intro: Future]
Drink or smoke
Am I the only one for you?
Its the Richmix
Do I mean everything to you?
Pull up, haha
Am I the only one for you? (drink or smoke)
Future, Hendrix
Do I mean everything to you?
Yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez & Future]
Do you drink or smoke?
Pull out pieces, lookin’ like I’m whippin’ dope (whippin’ dope)
You can tell them fuck niggas, I’m with this smoke (With this smoke)
Shawty, came around, she on a new pretty (new pretty)
Feel like 60 thousand, on some new titties (skrr, skrr, switch it up)

[Chorus: Future]
All boss bitches, for my boss team (boss team)
I see bad things on a good girl (good girl)
All want honors, for my bad team (bad team)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz & Future]
New louboutin for my bad ting
Felipe and Mcqueen, thats a cash ting (cash ting)
Do you drink or do you smoke (do you smoke)
Do you take Molly? or play with your nose (your nose)
See this Lamborghini (skrr, skrr)
Blue paint, wet look like it’s a blue martini (splash)
We be down on Collins, when we in Miami (in Miami)
Top down, shawty, said that “I ain’t got no panties”
Wait, switch, switch it up
Look, thats a bad ting, with a bad ting
You see how many bad tings, cash brings?
Shawty, you know that I’m lovin’ the way you movin’ that body
Said them jeans fit on you like Pirellis on a new Bugatti (skrr, skrr)
Said them jeans fit on you like Pirellis on a new Bugatti (skrr, skrr)
Shawty, do you got a man? (got a man)
Do he take you shoppin’, do he drop them bands? (drop them bands)
Christmas gift wrapped, bow tie on them brand new Benz (ooh)
Never felt this feelin’ before (true)
Are you rollin’ and rollin’ and rollin’ like you on a boat
Never been with a real one (real one)
Red bottom like you gon’ kill some’ (kill some’)
Giuseppe shoes with the gold on it (ooh)
You a bad ting for real hun (for real hun)
You a bad ting for real hun (real hun, real hun)
Shawty, tell me

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[Pre-Chorus: Future]
Do you drink or smoke?
Do you shop in Paris, like you in Dubai? (pull up)
All of them different bags, must be nothin’ (not even designer)
Can you cop a ‘rari, or switch a private plane (skrr, switch it up)

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[Hook: Future ]
All boss bitches, doin’ boss things (boss things)

[Verse 2 : Tory Lanez ]
Do some lean shoppin’ that some mad ting
We already know Serano, got the bad tings
All bad bitches, talkin’ bad tings
Whippin’ on the 40, talkin’ mad tings
So, when I pull up in Miami
Bad bitches callin’ me daddy
Pourin’ that Dirty Diana, yeah
Putting a 4 in the lean
She got me goin’ I’m leanin’
Shawty you know that my [?]

[Bridge: Future]
Am I the only one for you?
Do I mean everything to you?

[Verse 3: Future]
Swap out your Gucci for coochie
All of my good ones wear Louis
Harder you go, the more money you get
The more money you get, the more shit you could go buy
You grind the way to the top
That pussy good thats why you rise
I filled out your watches
Got rich, and bought the whole block I grew up on
Thats how you do it
Chanel and those Berkins, you hate the influence
Right talkin’ money, she speakin’ it fluent
I’m working that wood, she know how to do it

[Pre-Chorus: Future]
Do you drink or smoke?
Do you shop in Paris, like you in Dubai? (pull up)
All of them different bags, must be nothin’ (not even designer)
Can you cop a ‘rari, or switch a private plane (skrr, switch it up)

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[Chorus: Future]
All boss bitches, doin’ boss things (boss things)
All boss bitches for my boss team (boss team)
I see bad things on a good girl (good girl)
All want honors, for my bad team (bad team)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Future]
Te-te-tell me you don’t wanna test the prototype (prototype)
Get back out to sleep, ’cause you the photo type (photo type)
Do you fuck with locos? Are you takin’ flight?
Can we go home and make love tonight?
Can you get drunk with a bad bitch, right?
All want honors, for my bad teams
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Zoey Dollaz – Bad Tings Richmix Lyrics ft. Tory Lanez, Future

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Belly – Interlude Lyrics

BELLY
Interlude Lyrics

Yeah, look
Straight out the holy land to holding grams
Tra-tra-trappin’ out stolen vans with goals and plans

Lonely man, remember being my only fan
I’m down and up, the Midas touch, the golden hand
Blood in the soil is over oil
Cold-hearted, my blood boils
The spoils of war are used to take the drugs out the foil
Man these arms can’t reach you, AR’s won’t recoil
Goddamn, I might marry a heiress and move to Paris
f**k the carriage baby, let’s go disappear and just perish
Thirty karats in the gold
I wear it to cherish the kings from which we inherit
My chariot is McLaren
It’s all numeric
Talking numbers, you incoherent
Don’t be embarrassed, I blame your parents for even caring
Or not aborting, ah f**k it, it’s not important
My vital organs can’t even tell if it’s night or morning
Final warning, final warning, final warning
Every morning you’ll awake and await mourning
We earn it then we burn it to ash
I call it urn money
My dog called 40 before he turned 20
Money is earned, the rest is inherited
Hashish come from Marrakech, all my kush is American
Man I feel like a therapist, pistol on me like Maravich
I careless, I’m so perilous with all of this arrogance, goddamn
Money, hoes, that’s something that you can’t chase
I ain’t shit but let you eat from the same plate
If you ungrateful then you ain’t great
Me and Khaled come from the same place
Huh, holy land, holy land
Back when I was holding grams just to haul a Benz
Yeah, holy land, holy land
My father never was a holy man

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Jay-Z – 4:44 (Short Film)

[Intro: Hannah Williams]
Do I find it so hard
When I know in my heart
I’m letting you down every day
Letting you down every day
Why do I keep on running away?

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Look, I apologize, often womanize
Took for my child to be born
See through a woman’s eyes
Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles
Took me too long for this song
I don’t deserve you
I harass you out in Paris
"Please come back to Rome," you make it home
We talked for hours when you were on tour
“Please pick up the phone, pick up the phone”
I said, “Don’t embarrass me,” instead of “Be mine”
That was my proposal for us to go steady
That was your 21st birthday
You mature faster than me, I wasn’t ready
So I apologize
I seen the innocence leave your eyes
I still mourn this death and
I apologize for all the stillborns
‘Cause I wasn’t present, your body wouldn’t accept it
I apologize to all the women whom I
Toyed with your emotions because I was emotionless
And I apologize ’cause at your best you are love
And because I fall short of what I say I’m all about
Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed
And you stare blankly into space
Thinkin’ of all the time, you wasted it on all this basic shit
So I apologize

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
I apologize
Our love was one for the ages and I contained us
And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive
Not meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
Or sleep with our back turned
We supposed to vacay ’til our backs burn
We’re supposed to laugh ’til our heart stops
And then meet in a space where the dark stop
And let love light the way
Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
I never wanted another woman to know
Something about me that you didn’t know
I promised, I cried, I couldn’t hold
I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
I stew over, what if you over my shit?

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
And if my children knew, I don’t even know what I would do
If they ain’t look at me the same
I would prob’ly die with all the shame
"You did what with who?"
What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
"You risked that for Blue?"
If I wasn’t a superhero in your face
My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes
And the mask goes away, and Santa Claus is fake
And you go online and see
For Blue’s tooth, the tooth fairy didn’t pay

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

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JAY-Z – Caught Their Eyes lyrics

Ready for it
I’m ready for it
Yeah
Ah

East-side nigga
With that “[?] saw”
Talking about that “he saw” nigga
With that “we saw” nigga
With that “he saw”
God dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes don’t fly

I survived reading guys like you
I’m surprised y’all think you can disguise y’all truths
I seen eyes wide as they about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots
I wave to these haters, don’t give me dap
You know the world can see how phony you act, bruh
Y’all body language is all remedial
How could you see the difference between you and I
My crash course was much tougher
Around friends who kill they friends then hug their friends’ mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn’t there
Memories may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a side eye in my sleep

Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check out the cords
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I’m ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can’t tell if you’re image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams

I sat down with Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes before he died
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color blind
They only see green from them purple eyes
They eyes hide, they eyes high
My eyes wide shut to all the lies
These industry niggas, they always been fishy
But ain’t no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh
This guy had ‘Slave’ on his face
You think he wanted the masters with his masters?
You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house
I’m surprised you ain’t auction off the casket
Don’t big bro me, don’t big homie
I’ve seen pure admiration become rivals
I’ve been to Paris at least two times
I’ve seen the Eiffel, I’ve seen a eye full

Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check out the cords
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I’m ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can’t tell if you’re image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams

I’ve been out of touch for a couple years
I’ve been ready for this for real
Hoping I can touch what I see
Cause I’ve been ready for you, for real

He saw a nigga
With that “[?] saw”
Talking about that “he saw” nigga
With that “we saw” nigga
With that “he saw”
God dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes don’t fly
Uh

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JAY-Z – 4:44 lyrics

Do I find it so hard
When I know in my heart
I’m letting you down everyday
Letting you down everyday
Why do I keep on running away

Look, I apologize, often womanize
Took for my child to be born
See through a woman’s eyes
Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles
Took me too long for this song
I don’t deserve you, I harass you out in Paris
Please come back to Rome, you make it home
We talked for hours when you were on tour
Please pick up the phone, pick up the phone
Said don’t embarrass me instead of be mine
That was my proposal for us to go steady
That was your 21st birthday, you mature faster than me
I wasn’t ready, so I apologize
I’ve seen the innocence leave your eyes
I still mourn this death, I apologize for all the stillborns
‘Cause I wasn’t pressing, your body wouldn’t accept it
I apologize to all the woman whom I
Toyed with you emotions because I was emotionless
I apologize ’cause at your best you are love
And because I fall short of what I say I’m all about
Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed
And you stare blankly into space
Thinking of all the time you wasted in on all this basic shit
So I apologize

I’m never gonna treat you, never gonna treat you like I should

I apologize, our love was one for the ages and I contained us
And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive now
Meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
Or sleep with our back turned
We’re supposed to vacay ’til our backs burn
We’re supposed to laugh ’til our heart stops
And then we end a space with a dark stop
And let love light the way
Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
I never wanted another woman to know
Something about me that you didn’t know
I promised I cried I couldn’t hold
I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
I stew over what if you over my shit?

I’m never gonna treat you, never gonna treat you like I should

And if my children knew, I don’t even know what I would do
If they ain’t look at me the same
I would prolly die with all the shame
“You did what with who?”
What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
“You risked that for Blue?”
If I wasn’t a superhero in your face
My heart breaks for the day I had to explain my mistakes
And the mask goes away and Santa Claus is fake
And you go online and see
For Blue’s tooth, the tooth fairy didn’t pay

I’m never gonna treat you like I should

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That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

Lyrics of That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby boy, what’s happening?
You and your heart invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Just, pop it for a pimp
Pop, pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp
Drop, drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it
Got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it
Take my wallet if you want it now

Jump in the Cadillac
Girl, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on it
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
And I’ll be a fleeko,
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything 24 karats
Take a look in that mirror
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? Is it you? Is it me? Is it me?
Say it’s us, say it’s us, and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
Boy, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on you
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Say you want a good wife
Here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Tell me what’s on your mind
If you want it, girl come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby
What you tryna do

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

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Met gala – Gucci Mane feat. Offset lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – Met gala

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal.

Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your b*tch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This s**t started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this s**t right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that s**t ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
f*ckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that b*tch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
b*tch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off.

Mil’ in a week
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal.

I’m havin’ this s**t what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two b*tches from Cali versuri-lyrics.info
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four b*tches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up
Negative turn to a positive
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy).

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formalll.
Gucci Mane lyrics
Video gala

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Tinie Tempah – They Don’t Know Lyrics

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Everywhere I go, I gotta pose
Sittin’ on the throne with a ‘fro
Chillin’ with a prince at the BAFTA’s
Gold all over the globe
Any time I stress, I can get it from a rasta
Headside, kill ’em when they know
Didn’t want to know
Baby said, “Shh, you can hit it on the low”
You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low
Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door
Yeah, I’m the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war
I don’t holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor
Tryna hit me with the drink, no no
They might think, they don’t know
Let ’em talk ish, promo
‘Cause we don’t really care ’bout nothin’

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It’s Kind Ink, uh, canine
That kitty got me feelin’ like a canine
I’m just tryna live, baby, can I?
We at the KWest, startin’ KI’s
Woo, I just bought the whole LA out
Uh, live is a beach, bitch, lay out
Uh, hit the blunt, baby, what you gotta say now?
Woo, I know you want it, ow
Ha, get you higher than the Eiffel
Pour up, baby, put a lil’ ice too
Yeah, I remember back in high school
I used to have a girl that looked just like you
Yeah and with all of these flashbacks
Say ain’t no tellin’ what I might do

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
Young man comin’ up from the corner
Nobody tryna set me if I wanna
Never have to worry ’bout if he give me the banana
Me haffi tell them na na na na na
Oh no no, slide in my DMs and my writs just froze
I’m too cold, don’t wanna play ’cause I’m gettin’ too old
What’s new? Bitch, I’m in the stu’
Hookin’ up with hurricane, mix with the flow
Tryna lock my wrists, mosquito, love the cold
If the track ain’t a track then the Don come through
My rule number 1 is don’t play a number 2
Talkin’ with my nigga, you will end up on the news
Messin’ with the paper that you racked up in views
Real, real ting, all I do is tell the truth

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
I know a girl from the ends
She likes to take it down low
She said she wanna let me inside
But her daddy said no
I know a girl with a woo
I call her Paris in my phone
I know a girl from the southside
That wanna take you all home

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Machine Gun Kelly – Trap Paris (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin’ real godly
Quavo
City rollie [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on camera
I ain’t embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that ’bout?
I’m home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I’m back now
I’m Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And I’m running the streets to the city like Rocky
Who da champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where’s the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up ’till I cramp
Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the grams , uh
Got a lady and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the trap
Gunner

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom, you didn’t hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that’s your fantasy (that’s your fantasy)
Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the trap

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

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Mod Sun – Beautiful Problems (feat. Gnash & Maty Noyes)

[Chorus: Maty Noyes]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Verse 1: MOD SUN]
Ever since I saw you, I know
You was a little bit crazy, but baby, maybe you’re the one
Just take me I’m all you like a [?]
Walked straight through Hell just to get to Heaven
If you were standing there waiting, yeah
And I could go on living without you, but I won’t, but I won’t
And I could tell you all that, but I don’t, but I don’t, no

[Pre-Chorus: MOD SUN]
And I gotta let you go and make your own mistakes
But I swear to catch you on the way down
And since the day we met, I knew we were meant to be
But I swear, I just can’t explain how

[Chorus: Maty Noyes]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I ask myself, how did we end up here
Thinking ’bout all the things we did and done, yeah
We’re a little different, I think it’s terrific
Never been embarrassed
Introduced you to my parents, even took you to Paris
It could be so simple, you just gotta let go
And take all the issues, get ’em under control
Cause if there’s one thing that I know
Is that all those little problems are really beautiful

[Pre-Chorus: MOD SUN]
And I gotta let you go and make your own mistakes
But I swear to catch you on the way down
And since the day we met, I knew we were meant to be
But I swear, I just can’t explain how

[Chorus: Maty Noyes & gnash]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Bridge: gnash]
I write out replies to try and divide
You from my life, but it won’t come out right
I thought I’d live my life with you by my side
I guess I’ll admit I’m not good with goodbyes
Maybe inside, someday I’ll find
A way to get you to get out of my mind
I thought I’d live my life with you by my side
I guess I’ll admit I’m not good with goodbyes

[Outro: Maty Noyes & gnash]
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

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The Chainsmokers – Paris (On SNL) (Live)

[Verse 1: Andrew Taggart]
We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents
And I thought, “Wow
If I could take this in a shot right now
I don’t think that we could work this out”
Out on the terrace
I don’t know if it’s fair but I thought “How
Could I let you fall by yourself
While I’m wasted with someone else”

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better

[Verse 2: Andrew Taggart]
We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents
You look so proud
Standing there with a frown and a cigarette
Posting pictures of yourself on the internet
Out on the terrace
We breathe in the air of this small town
On our own cuttin’ class for the thrill of it
Getting drunk on the past we were livin’ in

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better

[Post-Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are better
We were staying in Paris
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are better

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better

[Bridge: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
Let’s show them we are better
We were staying in Paris

[Outro: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better

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Lana Del Rey – Take Me To Paris (Cherry Blossom Album)

Baby, say goodnight; text me when you get home safely
Like you always did when we was first dating.

You’re sitting in your office, dreaming of a different life;
You say you wanna make me smile and see my wild side.
If we don’t leave town now, we’re never gonna get out of here alive.
I’m walking home from school, my thoughts are drifting into space;
Why don’t we leave tonight and take off to a different place?
Don’t tell my daddy why, gotta get on that plane and just fly.

Take me to Paris,
Let’s go there and never look back.
Paris, we can be crazy like that.
You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris.

I wanna be that fantasy that you got on your mind;
Flying across the sea to somewhere that they’ll never find.
We should go out while we young, ’cause one day, we will want to rewind.

Our time in Paris, take me to Yves Saint Laurent.
Paris, make out in a dark restaurant.
We’ll dance until we die, wanna go out every night;
Promise we won’t say goodbye.

Take me to Paris,
Let’s go there and never look back.
Paris, we can be crazy like that.
You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris.

Walking through the streets at dawn, we dance by empty carousels,
Singing about the Sacré-Cœur, and climbing up the Tour Eiffel.
Under the stars, we are, we are dreaming.

You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris, take me to Yves Saint Laurent.
Paris, make out in a dark restaurant.
We’ll dance until we die, wanna go out every night;
Promise we won’t say goodbye.

Baby, say goodnight; text me when you get home safely
Like you always did when we was first dating.