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SWING

Davido

Quavo Huncho

2018

)
She 'bout to go to the dance hall (hall)
Two bad bitches got a dance-off (off)
By the end of the night, I tried 'em all (all)

We get allowed

Whitney I made 10K off of 450
I put the city on, you know the mo with me
Bad boy like Biggie, champagne on my kidney
Wanna be the first to do it

Together the stars realign
And I shoot 'em down POP
POP with a peace sign
Living like a rasta, hair like pasta
Wanna talk style? Okay, I already lost ya
Duke

for someone who knows what I'm dealing with, looking for someone who's real
I think I need a little break from the internet, I think I need to go chill

do with y'all mouth 
I turn da pussy to a spout 
By now y'all should know that I'm bout what y'all about
I'm trying go a few more rounds so don't be so

So strange, it's so strange
Used to wanna go
Now I kinda wanna stay
Put my thoughts on a page, then I burst into flames
The hurt still remains all

an opp by the states
Specifically Philly
We catch him and we trying to Willie him

Oh
Yeah
I took some X's
Stuck

I'm in the hills fucking Beverly
When it

lose you stay by me stay by me
Yo
I found a sweet one, got me feeling types of ways
She wanna know if we’re on the same page
But really and truly I just

I did this shit by my lone
She calling my phone
I told that little bitch go get your own
Shoutout to Zen that is my bro
I got the gas on the low
She

a moment
Can we

What ever's thrown at you grab it Make it a habit to pursue
Any and everything that you wanna Do
With in reason
Give it a little time

came with whipped topping
If blunts was like cigs than I smoke by the carton
Cut my bitch off if she get out of pocket
I got the key like the game was

After the Smoke Is Clear

Ghostface Killah

Ironman

1996

by me, precisely
Roman numeral I be
Plus three describe me
My son move like the toad
Get drunk
Speak in codes
Throw a fiend in the sleeper hold

With my nigga Philip kill it all my niggas go gorillas
You don't really wanna bill us
You would never feel us
You would never feel us
You don't really

more at my own ending
But it's full of blank pages
Not a single fuckin' remnant
Of the man I wanna be
It's like pulling teeth at the dentist
Once I find

might take a drive today
I ain't got nowhere to go 
I'm going with the flow
I wanna coast

I'm rapping in traffic
I'm turning my car into the yo
If

you walk
The way that you talk
You wanna be with Yung G
But your man is a fan not only
Are you taken but I'm saying
That I'm skating on 2 other bitches

My Love

Pixie Lott

Turn It Up

2009

love
I cannot live without you by my side
Take all my love
Take my soul, my mind
Too much to let go, don't wanna lose
Don't wanna lose my love
You

bed with three different women
I told them don't sleep on me
Now they wanna trick or treat on me
Roll up, pull out the heat on me
But Boy Better Know us

skating bitches hating
Now they tied up in the basement that we making tapes in
Logic vacant
I been plotting on my opps I just wanna see them dead
Cocking

I used to think I'd have a lambo and a Bentley 
Still fighting stiff legged with a bent knee 


I've grown patient 
Dodging manipulation 
Managing

they watch every move
We musta improved
Leaving 'em confused like we front page of the news
Got me feeling like I'm loose
I wanna be free
By any means
I

"Stop the violence" what I fuckin' said
I want to see you eat, you don't want beef with me
I ain't even tryna bust ya fuckin' head
My city not no bad

the Great
They probably call me Your Grace
Saint
You see me in Versace
They say the style Big Willie
Shit you couldn't afford one of these cubans with

something right
Yeah
You know what I wanna hear
What you want to hear
I want to hear that ptag joint
Ptag again
Yeah again and again
Act but don't care I