2 Chainz Ft. Wiz Khalifa – We Own It Lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money’s the motivation – money’s the conversation
You on vacation, we gettin’ paid, so…
We don’t placate ‘em, I did it for the fam’
It’s whatever we had to do, it’s just who I am
Yeah – it’s the life I chose
Gunshots in the dark, one eye closed
And we got it cookin’ like a one-eyed stove
You can catch me kissin’ my girl with both eyes closed
Perfectin’ my passion, thanks for askin’
Couldn’t slow down so we had to crash it
You use plastic, we ’bout cash
I see some people ahead that we gon’ pass, yeah!

[Hook:]
I never fear death or dying
I only fear never trying
I am whatever I am
Only God can judge me now
One shot, everything rides on
Tonight, even if I’ve got
Three strikes, I’mma go for it
This moment, we own it
And I’m not to be played with
Because it could get dangerous
See these people I ride with
This moment, we own it

[Verse 2: Wiz]
And the same ones I ride with be the same ones that I die with
Put it all out on the line with
If you lookin’ for me you can find Wiz
In the new car or the Crown with my new broad
That’s a fine chick, and the Weather Squad, I’m down with
Ain’t no way around it
What you say? Tell me what you say?
Workin’ hard, reppin’ for my dawgs, so this every day
Takin’ off, lookin’ out for all, makin’ sure we ball like the mob
All you do is call, catch you if you fall, Young Khalifa

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
This the biggest day of my life
We got big guns, been graduated from knives
Day in the life, and I’m ready to ride
Got the spirit, I’m feelin’ like a killer inside
Or – financial outbreak, I’m free but I ain’t out yet
Ridin’ with the plug so I’m close to the outlet
At the red light, rims, sittin’ on the set
I look better on your girl than her outfit

[Verse 4: Wiz]
Stuck to the plan, always said that we would stand up
Never ran, we the fam, and loyalty never change up
Been down since day one, look at where we came from
Jumpin’ out on anybody who try to say somethin’
One thing about it, got a problem? I’ve got the same one
Money rolls we fold, plenty clubs we close, follow the same code
Never turn our backs, our cars don’t even lose control

[Outro:]
One shot, everything rides on
Tonight, even if I’ve got
Three strikes, I’mma go for it
This moment, we own it
And I’m not to be played with
Because it could get dangerous
See these people I ride with
This moment, we own it

2 Chainz Ft. Wiz Khalifa – We Own It Lyrics

Marc Anthony – Vivir Mi Vida Lyrics

Voy a reír, voy a bailar
vivir mi vida la la la la
voy a reír, voy a gozar
vivir mi vida la la la la (x2)

A veces llega la lluvia
para limpiar las heridas
a veces solo una gota
puede vencer la sequía

Y para que llorar, pa’ qué
si duele una pena, se olvida
y para qué sufrir, pa’ qué
si así es la vida, hay que vivirla la la le

Voy a reír, voy a bailar
vivir mi vida la la la la
voy a reí, voy a gozar
vivir mi vida la la la la

Voy a vivir el momento
para entender el destino
voy a escuchar el silencio
para encontrar el camino

Y para que llorar, pa’ qué
si duele una pena, se olvida
y para qué sufrir, pa’ qué
si duele una pena, se olvida la la le

Voy a reír, voy a bailar
vivir mi vida la la la la
voy a reí, voy a gozar
vivir mi vida la la la la

Voy a reír, voy a bailar
pa´qué llorar, pa’ que sufrir
empieza a soñar, a reír
voy a reír, voy a bailar
siente y baila y goza
que la vida es una sola
voy a reír, voy a bailar
vive, sigue
siempre pa’lante
no mires pa’ tras
mi gente
la vida es una

Voy a reír, voy a bailar
vivir mi vida la la la la
voy a reí, voy a gozar
vivir mi vida la la la la

Marc Anthony – Vivir Mi Vida Lyrics

Sleeping With Sirens Ft. MGK – Alone Lyrics

Could you check my pulse for me
To see if I’m alive
Cuz every time that I am near you
Is the only time I feel alright
If there were any way
I could think to turn back time
I’d stay here with you
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I feel like letting go
All I know is no one should have to be alone

I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to die alone
I could fall apart here and now
I don’t want to die alone

I want to be with you, you, you
I only want to be with you , you, you

Tell me what’s the point of life
Is it material?
Had everything I could ever want and probably more
When I lay in bed at night
All I do is think of you
So when all this is gone what do I have to come home to?
This life goes by so fast
Pretty soon I’ll grow old
What would I have but some stories now that I have told
No one to share them with
And when it’s all done
What am I left with?
Tell me what’s left

I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to die alone
I could fall apart here and now
I don’t want to die alone

Leave me?
How the fuck you gonna leave me?
When I’m the one that’s on TV
With these girls screaming
Outside with my CD
And I’m begging?
Naw baby, you’re the one that can’t keep me

Leave me?
Girl how the f-ck you gonna leave me?
You know I love you, when we fight and we argue
I kiss and I hug you
You push me back, you say that I’m trouble
And every Bonnie got a Clyde with her

Every woman needs somebody that’s gonna ride with her
And I can’t go on staying alive if I’m alone
Pick up the phone and say hello
I’d rather die with her
Now my night’s so cold

When your heart is frozen
Mine’s exposed you know this
Try to blame the fame for the way I’ve changed
And you know those claims are bogus
Baby it’s not me, it’s us
Maybe now all we need is trust
Maybe this Hennessey will solve our problems
Baby pick it up

I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to die alone
I could fall apart here and now
I don’t want to die alone

Could you check my pulse for me
To see if I’m alive

Sleeping With Sirens Ft. MGK – Alone Lyrics

French Montana Ft. The Weeknd – Gifted Lyrics

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
All these bitches hate you
This is something I know
Because you really love to give it up
There ain’t nothing wrong with groupie love
You’re the only one I notice
It’s really hard for me to focus, yeah
Cause my body so numb
All I do is kill pain
All I do is smoke loud
Put you niggas to shame
I be rolling all day
Mix it in the champagne
And these bottles all free
Not a single drink paid
Because they want, want me in the club
But if you got the numbers I’ll be glad to show you love
Cause baby, I’m an XO nigga coming up
Every time they play my song I’mma fill another cup
Cause I’m down for whatever I can always keep it up
All I need is some liquor just to keep a nigga up (oh yeah)

[Hook x2: The Weeknd]
I’m gifted when I’m faded
I’m faded all the time
Because I know that’s when they love me
They love me when I’m high
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money

[Verse 2: French Montana]
I be gifted when I’m faded
Faded all the time
Thought they loved me when I made it
Niggas hated all the time
It’s a dirty game
Try to find a bitch
Maybe get married
That’s like pissin’ in a freezer
Trying to make canaries
Hawk vision, L.A. heels right on Huff Terrace
Making wishes, now I’m french kissing your bitch in Paris
Come and find me .. that’s from ’92
Heard your small ass when I bought her a number two
Dipping and you know it
I be pimpin’ like I owe it
Come and find me now, I got an army with me now
Turn your brains oodles and noodles
For thinking you got a screw loose
I tighten you up
Them coroners will button you up

[Hook: x2]

[Verse 3: French Montana]
Tony Montana on his last batch
This that Wayne Gretzky on his last scratch
This that Derek Jeter on his last catch
This that Whitney Houston on her last track
This that Tiger Woods on his last swing
This that Jimi Hendrix on his last string
This that Larry Davis on his last bang
You can call me Hugh Hefner on his last fling

[Hook: x2]

French Montana Ft. The Weeknd – Gifted Lyrics

Falling In Reverse – Fashionably Late Lyrics

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot,
At the spot,
And I’m hanging’ with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends (Go!)

I love the way that this began,
Started off right,
So innocent
I’m letting you know,
I’m letting you go,
I want your best friend
I’m giving’ it up and asking why,
You seem so shocked and so surprised
I’m sorry it hurts,
I’m surely a jerk,
I understand why you’re mad

Don’t talk that crap when you call me back,
As a matter of fact,
Don’t act like that
Everybody knows you’re right,
Everybody knows I’m wrong (Wrong!)

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot,
At the spot,
And I’m hanging with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends (Mwah!)

It’s got nothing to do with how you look,
Just another excuse to write a hook
I’m letting you know,
She liked my post up on my Facebook
And after all you’re not my type,
But all your friends are pretty nice
You know what I mean,
Stop making a scene,
And take some want of advice

Don’t talk that crap when you call me back,
As a matter of fact,
Don’t act like that
Everybody knows you’re right,
Everybody knows I’m wrong (Right?)

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot, at the spot,
And I’m hanging’ with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy, that makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends

And I’ve got the topic conversation now,
And I know I’m running out of time (Yeah!)
It’s on an honest demonstration now,
You’re not the only one,
Not the only one

Don’t talk that crap when you call me back,
As a matter of fact,
Don’t act like that
Everybody knows you’re right,
Everybody sing along (Ahhh!)

And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Fucking all your friends (What?)

It’s 9 o’clock on the dot,
At the spot,
And I’m hanging’ with her friends again
Great taste,
Beautiful place,
And you’re fashionably late (Hey!)
And I don’t wanna be that guy,
That makes you sad,
Makes you cry, again
Without a doubt; sorry about,
Making out with your friends

Making out with your friends
Making out with your friends

Without a doubt,
Sorry about,
Having sex with all your friends
(Hahaha!)

Falling In Reverse – Fashionably Late Lyrics

18 Lyrics by Anarbor

[Verse 1:]
18, crazy, pulled up in your daddy’s car
You want to move in with me
Guess we’re off to a heavy start
Should have seen this coming, from a mile away
18, crazy, I know what you want from me
I know what you want from me

[Chorus:]
So if you wanna piss off your parents,
Date me to scare them
Show them you’re all grown up
If long hair and tattoos are what attracts you
Baby then you’re in luck
And I know it’s just a phase
You’re not in love with me
You wanna piss off your parents baby
You wanna piss off your parents,
That’s alright with me

[Verse 2:]
You know, I’m broke, so you pulled out your daddy’s card
I drink, I smoke, you ate it up from the very first start
Should have seen this coming, from a mile away
I’ll play your game
I know what you want from me
I know what you want from me

[Chorus:]
So if you wanna piss off your parents,
Date me to scare them
Show them you’re all grown up
If long hair and tattoos are what attracts you
Baby then you’re in luck
And I know it’s just a phase
You’re not in love with me
You wanna piss off your parents baby
You wanna piss off your parents,
That’s alright with me

I know what you want from me

[Chorus:]
So if you wanna piss off your parents,
Date me to scare them
Show them you’re all grown up
If long hair and tattoos are what attracts you
Baby then you’re in luck
And I know it’s just a phase
You’re not in love with me
And I know it’s just a phase
You’re not in love with me
You wanna piss off your parents baby
You wanna piss off your parents,
That’s alright
You wanna piss off your parents baby
You wanna piss off your parents,
That’s alright with me

Anarbor – 18 Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
I knew when I laid my eyes on you
The lights from above seemed to shine on only you
And you made me feel like I was flying
When I made you sparkle in your eyes
We ain’t even 20 baby
I ain’t learned to love you right, yeah
Umm, good thing I thought I was a
I sing in your ear cause I wanted you to know
That I had soul baby
I called you all the time
I guess I tried too hard to make you mine
You had nothing to do with me baby
Thank God that you changed oh

[Chorus:]
For the rest of my life you know I wanna be yours
For the rest of my life for you I’m gonna be strong
Baby will you stick?
Baby will you stick?
Baby will you stick?
Baby will you stick around?

[Verse 2:]
Finally convinced you to come over and just say hi
I sing forever my lady and kissed you for the very first time
After months, holidays, holding hands in the park
Normally I’d be playing basketball with someone in the park
And I messed up like boys tend to do
It’d be a year till I got back with you
Thank God that you called me back baby
Cause I’d never be the man that I am today

[Chorus:]
For the rest of my life you know I wanna be yours
You know I’m gonna be yours
For the rest of my life for you I wanna be here
I wanna be, I wanna be yours
For the rest of my life for you I’m gonna be strong
For you I’m gonna be strong
Baby will you stay?
Baby will you stay?
Baby will you stay?
Baby will you stay mine?

[Verse 3:]
Then one night upon the phone
You said you were at home alone
I wasn’t even old enough to drive a car
I saw my only chance to keeṗ it alive
Keep love alive
Good thing for you I stole my daddy’s car
Cause no one’s ever gonna love you back
Better than I do,

[Chorus:]
For the rest of my life you know I wanna be yours
You know I’m gonna be yours
For the rest of my life for you I wanna be here
I wanna be, I wanna be yours
For the rest of my life for you I’m gonna be strong
For you I’m gonna be strong
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life
Come on baby, we’ll stay forever
I’m gon’ love you baby
Gon love you baby for the rest of my life
Baby will you stay?
Baby will you stay?
Baby will you stay?
Baby will you stay mine?

Robin Thicke – 4 The Rest Of My Life Lyrics

Chief Keef – Macaroni Time Lyrics

[Intro:]
Buck, buck… it’s Macaroni Time
Buck, buck… and it’s Macaroni Time
Bang, bang…
She say she love my car… f-ck love
She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now
Unh-unh, bitch I told you now, I’m actin’ funny now
Buck, buck… and we scream “it’s Macaroni Time!”

[Hook:]
She say she like my car and she like how I forgi ride
She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now
Unh-unh, ’cause I told her now, I’m actin’ funny now
Buck, buck… f-ck nigga, think it’s Macaroni Time
Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on they ass
Tough luck for these niggas, think they next, I’m on they ass
So what? Waftin’ across my hair, light pack, I got them bands
Glo Boys, that’s what Almighty Sosa got ‘em sayin’

[Verse 1:]
She wanna be a Glory Girl but she don’t like my Glory Guys
I know this bitch is down, she wanna meet my mama now
But unh-unh, I gotta keep the earth rolling, let’s get high
Light it up, and I guarantee that you gon’ touch the sky
He say he gettin’ money, but I know that that’s a lie
I see ones and fives in your bands right now
But unh-unh, you ain’t flexing, boy, you need some exercise
You cuttin’ up, you need GBE lessons now
I hear these niggas flexing, saying they know the Glory Gang
How you know us and we don’t know your name?
Unh-unh, just bought a pint, I’m leaning right now, dumb fuck
Just popped a flat, I’m beaming right now, unh-unh
I feel like catching a hommie right now, no love
I see an op, I’m dropping right now
She let me fuck… then I’m dropping, right now
I’mma hop up in that ‘Rari, talk, I’m driving right now

[Hook:]

Chief Keef – Macaroni Time Lyrics

I found a glimpse of professional evil on the day I tore my style
I fell in love with professional evil on the day you left my sight
I’ve seen tons of people looking lost and living
And I’ve been clear all the same
So I ‘and take the lead,
But I just can’t keep the same!

I found my soul
It felt so good
It’s not too good
Sing my sorrow!
Sing my sorrow!

Just fell apart in the blink of an eye, better keep yours open wide
Fell apart in the blink of an eye, well it can’t be satisfied!
I’ve seen tons of people looking lost and living
And I ‘ all the same
I knew it’s not forever and it’s nothing to keep,
But I still can’t’ the same

I found my soul
It was so good
I’m watching you!
Sing my sorrow

I’m watching you,
What can you do?
Not falling down’
I’m holding you!
I have to do my life
Can’t live my life, my life can’t live my life
My life, my life, can’t live my life!
Can’t live my life, my life, my life!

Have mercy of my life!
Have mercy
Have mercy, mercy, mercy of my life, yeah!

TV On The Radio – Mercy Lyrics

[Intro:]
One time for the Coke Wave
Can I get a “HANNN”

[Hook:]
I pull up on the corner stuntin’ like “hey, my guy”
It’s mac wit da cheese – “hey, my guy”
I got it for the low-low – “hey, my guy”
You talking to the po-po – “hey, my guy”
Breaking down the brick, choppin’ down the rock
Break it down, bag it up, shuttin down the block
I pull up on the corner stuntin’ like “hey, my guy”
It’s mac wit da cheese – “hey, my guy”
I got it for the low-low – “hey, my guy”
You talking to the po-po – “hey, my guy”
Breaking down the brick, choppin’ down the rock
Break it down, bag it up, shuttin down the block

[Verse 1: Max B]
See, I’m bout to start trial for this murder shit
Satan want my soul but I’m riding, nigga, suck a dick
Layin’ just to pluck a chick, playin’ I’m gon’ fuck his bitch
She don’t know my guy…
See some niggas in the trenches that was schemin’ on my ride
Bitches creamin’ on my ride, fiendin’ for my high
Got the po-po, got that one hand up, they leaning on my guy
F-ckin’ bitches make me sick
But I just give them the finger and keep rollin’ with my guy
Keep strollin’ with my guy
Got mommy in the Caddy and she blowin’ on my guy
This shit ain’t for no wager, this bitch owe me a favor
This nig owe me some paper, they raided all my pot
Damn that paddy wagon, they takin’ all my guys
They be raidin’ on my tribe, knowing how much we… felon
Pop a shot up at ya melon, bitch, chop that powder, sellin’ it
Copped it for the Hell of it, made her play my guy
Said she f-ck with Justin Timberlake, bitch, go get my dinner plate

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
I pull up on the corner stuntin like “hey, my guy”
Bumpin’ Don Biggavel, damn I miss my guy
Shorty curve, said she ain’t tryna f-ck tonight
So I made a U-turn on the first right
Man, I gotta be cold, fast money and hoes
United we stand, divided we fall
Miley Cyrus… nigga, don’t blow my high
I think I see a nasty bitch tryna f-ck up my life
I’m with the shooters and the slurpers with my homie
Run trains, never save them, pictures on my phone, and
Macaroni with the cheese – “hey, my guy”
I’m on two, dick on freeze – “hey, my guy”

[Hook:]

French Montana Ft. Max B – Hey My Guy Lyrics