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DJ Khaled – I Can’t Even Lie (feat. Future & Nicki Minaj) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Future]
Another one (yeah yeah)
We The Best Music!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
DJ Khaled!

[Chorus: Future]
Lamborghini got a S
Parking lot look like a movie
My sex drive leave her woozy
Got my B-A-B-Y in the two-seat
I ain’t, I ain’t even got no time to talk
It’s all up to you, baby
Diamonds dancing on my rubies
Savage mode is on ruthless
Nah, I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you

[Verse 1: Future]
A million dollar cash on me in the studio when I did this verse
My money is longer, my weed is stronger
All my bitches is badder, these niggas is sadder
My rubies got chalice so fuck all the chatter
Tissued the money, I rest on them plaques
King of the Patek, clarity showing without even knowing
Jump out that Lambo with the red bottoms on
The capital going up heavy in Florence
Duffel of Franks just to boost my endurance
Two number ones in a row
I sit back on that Act’ and sit low in that Ghost
Lamborghini got a S, Sierra Leone baguettes, yeah
The gold from my neck, it done got in my flesh, yeah
Parking lot look like a film, yeah
My duffel stuffed with a M, yeah
My shooters at basketball gyms, yeah
I got some permanent scars
I will not wait for tomorrow

[Chorus: Future]
Lamborghini got a S
Parking lot look like a movie
My sex drive leave her woozy
Got my B-A-B-Y in the two-seat
I ain’t, I ain’t even got no time to talk, it’s all up to you, baby
Diamonds dancing on my rubies
Savage mode is on ruthless
Nah, I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo
Queen back in the US, low iron, but you pressed
Who lied and said you next? Crying emojis in my group texts
Stay in your bum-ass duplex, it’s Minaj, no group sex
Queen never shuffle, you deal
Just turned down a four-million-dollar shoe deal
Keep your man off my Instagram, bitch
99 problems but ain’t one a damn bitch
G4-fly even when I land, bitch
Lookin’ like Pocahontas, yeah, they want my land, bitch
I’m just exotic, bitch, chronic bitch
Shoe game on psychotic, bitch
Yes, I am iconic, bitch
Pussy get ’em hooked like phonics, sis
Every ball player tryna find this bitch
Ball hard but I’m too fine to fine this bitch
I graduated with honors, bitch
I’m the truth like a motherfuckin’ honest bitch
Full throttle switch
Pick a side, pick a side, they gotta switch
Big MAC billboard out in Times Square
And I ain’t talkin ’bout McDonald’s bitch

[Chorus: Future]
Lamborghini got a S
Parking lot look like a movie
My sex drive leave her woozy
Got my B-A-B-Y in the two-seat
I ain’t, I ain’t even got no time to talk
It’s all up to you, baby
Diamonds dancing on my rubies
Savage mode is on ruthless
Nah, I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you

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Pink Spiders – Back To The Middle Lyrics

PINK SPIDERS
Back To The Middle Lyrics

Young and wasted look at me now
I’m the king of California
Straight out of Tennessee

C’mon baby crash on my couch
You’ve got that hollywood nosebleed
You’ve got the pedigree

But when the seasons change
That’s when I’ll check that plane and go

Back to the middle, I’m gonna be high
Back to the middle, when I’ve had enough I will fly
Back to the middle, passengers please stand by
Back to the middle it’s a miracle I’ve escaped alive

In the thick, thick electric air
There’s a cloud of smoke ascending
Blocking the city lights

Fast and Faded, dead in Times Square
I’m not looking for a heartache
I gotta catch a flight

Because the weather’s cold
This scene is getting old

in teh freeze I’m dreaming of the palm trees
On the beat I scheme about the city
Why should I go back?

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Problem – Moneeey

Now, who’s hot who not
Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores
You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop
Who jewels got robbed who’s mostly Goldie down
To the tube sock, the same ol pimp
Mase, you know ain’t nothing change but my limp
Can’t stop till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales pulling all the love
You don’t believe in Harlem World nigga double up
We don’t play around it’s a bet lay it down
Nigga didn’t know me ninety-one bet they know me now
I’m the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound
Can’t no PHD niggas hold me down, Cooter
Schooled me to the game, now I know my duty
Stay humble stay low blow like Hootie
True pimp niggas spend no dough on the booty
And then ya yell there go Mase there go your cutie

I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[2X]

Yeah yeah, ahaha, I’m the C-to-the-A-to-the-D-D-Y
Know you’d rather see me die than to see me fly
I call all the shots
Rip all the spots, rock all the rocks
Cop all the drops, I know you thinking now’s
When all the balling stops, nigga never
Home gotta call me on the yacht
Ten years from now we’ll still be on top
Yo, I thought I told you that we won’t stop
Now what you gonna do when it’s cool
Bag a money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours, violate me
This’ll be your day, we don’t play
Mess around be D.O.A., be on your way
Cause it ain’t enough time here, ain’t enough lime here
For you to shine here, deal with many women
But treat dimes fair, and I’m
Bigger than the city lights down in Times Square
Yeah, yeah yeah

I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[2X]

Uhh, uhhh
B.I.G., P-O, P-P-A
No info, for the, DEA
Federal agents mad cause I’m flagrant
Tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
My team supreme, stay clean
Triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
Cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, being mice to me
Bruise too much, I lose, too much
Step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it’s cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain’t no problem to get the gat
Where the true players at?
Throw your rollies in the sky
Wave em side to side and keep their hands high
While I give your girl the eye, player please
Lyrically, niggas see, B.I.G.
Be flossing jig on the cover of Fortune
Five double oh, here’s my phone number
Your name, I got to know, I got to go
Got the flow down phizat, platinum plus
Like thizat, dangerous
On trizack, leave your ass kizzack

I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[3X]

What’s going on?
What’s going on?
I don’t know what, they want from me
It’s like the more money we come across
The more problems we see
[3X]

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Weslynn – New York Minute lyrics

A little bit here
A little bit there
All the pieces my heart could spare
You’re my sunshine
And these city lights don’t compare
You’re standing there, with your overcoat
But you feel so bare

Is it ever really fair?
All the nights I spent away from you

I want next to you
And I’ll confess to you
For you there is no limit
Dear, we’re falling faster than a New York minute
I want next to you
And all your affections too
For you there is no limit
Dear we’re falling faster than a New York minute

Together a pair
Anywhere with you I swear
To the Brooklyn bridge, or even Times Square
Between the bustling streets
The sirens and police
I can hear you
I can hear your heartbeat

I want next to you
And I’ll confess to you
For you there is no limit
Dear, we’re falling faster than a New York minute
I want next to you
And all your affections too
For you there is no limit
Dear we’re falling faster than a New York minute

I never want to see you go
Falling and we lose control
Only took a minute to know
To know

I want next to you
And I’ll confess to you
For you there is no limit
Dear, we’re falling faster (falling faster)
I want next to you
And I’ll confess to you
For you there is no limit
Dear, we’re falling faster than a New York minute

I want next to you
And all your affections too
For you there is no limit
Dear we’re falling faster than a New York minute

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Regina Spektor – New Year lyrics

[Verse 1]
She sets her alarm
Five minutes to midnight
And wakes just in time
To greet the new year
Remembers the kisses
Remembers the laughter
And all that’s gone away

[Verse 2]
She shuffles around
Turning the lights on
Goes to the kitchen
Gets the champagne
Opens the window
And wrapped in a blanket
Begins to count and wait
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
[Chorus]
Happy new year, happy new year

[Verse 3]
They say you can hear it
Over the island
Starting in Times Square and spreading throughout
A roar like the ocean
It comes from a distance
Grows louder then turns quiet

[Verse 4]
She sits in a dream
Or in a memory
While old conversations play in her ears
Sometimes the minutes feel longer than hours
Some days feel long as years

[Pre-Chorus]
She just glad she gets to be around
To see another spring come to this town

[Chorus]
Happy new year, happy new year
To you

[Verse 5]
She sets her alarm
Five minutes to midnight
And wakes just in time
To say her goodbyes
Thanking the old year for all it has brought her
No mention of the things it took away

[Verse 6]
She shuffles around
Turning the lights out
Closes the window
Checks on the locks
Folds up the blanket
Empties the bottle
And leaves it in the hallway dark

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s just glad she gets to be around
To see another spring come to this town

[Chorus]
Happy new year, happy new year
Happy new year, happy new year
Happy new year, happy new year
To you

Happy new year, happy new year
Happy new year, happy new year

Happy new year, happy new year
To you