Chlöe – Fallin 4 U (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’ for you
For ridin’ I do, fallin’ for you
Crazy, I forget myself too
But you say that I do, not ridin’ for you
Fuck that shit, I’m not layin’ down and motherfucking sucking that fucking and do all that shit
Your bitch ass gon’ be the one layin’ down and washin’ my feet, fuck that, no
Shut your ass when you do some dick
No, I said if some dick can do, you got to go get it, I feel you
I wasn’t talkin’ for me to have to go get, I want to go get it
Fallin’, fallin’, fallin’ for you
Because I don’t need a man to dictate to me if I should put his foot on the table or not
Oh, oh
I’m an all person, but bitch, I might
And it’s a choice, it’s a choice I will make
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Chlöe – I Don’t Mind (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
Boy, you still in love
Boy, you sick in love
I know, sometimes that you feel you want us back, I know
But boy, it’s okay, don’t be emotional
You’re back in my bed and we’re goin’ for hours
I’m all in your head
Knowin’ me, usually, baby, you know that I do
You know that I care it back with you, it’s not what I want
Begging for physically, mental, I’m not yours anymore
You keepin’ me, come back and then you back up, I done leavin’ no more
Boy, you’re still in love
Droppin’ all your hoes for this
Droppin’ all your hoes for it
Oh, boy, you’re still in love
A word is a reason
A word is a reason
I don’t mind, no
Like feeling’s cold but then I come around
I hear you say you don’t wanna finish now
So excited when I lay you down
The power that you give me, baby boy, that you give mе
No, no, when you’re not down
I can’t see you with another lovе
No, no, you are not mine
I don’t really want you but you’re too damn fine
No, no, bring it all down
You know one is one, it’s always your stuff now
Begging for physically, mental, I’m not yours anymore
Boy, you’re still in love
Droppin’ all your hoes for this
Droppin’ all your hoes for it
Oh, boy, you’re still in love (La-la-la-la-la-la-la)
A word is a reason
A word is a reason (Reason)
All your hoes
Oh, boy, you’re still in love
Droppin’ all your hoes for this
Droppin’ all your hoes for it
Oh, boy, you’re still in love
A word is a reason
A word is a reason (Ah)
I don’t mind (Mind)
I don’t mind (Ooh)
I don’t mind
I don’t mind (Don’t mind)
Da-da-da-da-da
Yeah, I don’t mind
Da-da-da-da-da
Uh, I don’t mind
Da-da-da-da-da Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Chlöe – Feel Me Cry (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
Ain’t nobody realer
I’ll ride with my nigga
I’m slidin’ even if the world is against us
Won’t let ‘em fuck with you ‘cause I’m ten toes with ya
So they could say what they want as long as you know
Somebody loves you back like I do
Somebody got your back like I do
I’m always in the mood (mood)
I’ll kiss you where you want me to, won’t he do it?
Ooh, this shit feel too good, mmm
When you’re holdin’ me tight
And you’re lovin’ me right
My tears can’t hide
I want you to feel me cry
An emotional heart
Comin’ down on my parts
I can’t hold it inside
I want you to feel me cry, baby
Oh, nothin’ go down like your kiss (uh)
You got that somethin’ that I can’t resist
I can’t give it up
You feel like heaven stars, oh
Fallin’ for you deep like a leanin’ tree
You get me from a to z (z)
Baby, I’m at your mercy
Whenever you’re inside of me (me)
Tears come fallin’ (they fallin’)
And I can’t help it
When you’re holdin’ me tight
And you’re lovin’ me right
My tears can’t hide
I want you to feel me cry, baby
An emotional heart (emotional heart)
Comin’ down on my parts (comin’ down my part)
I can’t hold it inside
I want you to feel me cry, baby
It feels like mmm, mmm, mmm
You give me so much pleasure
I feel the ecstasy
The waves come crashin’ in love
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I want you to feel me cry
Oh, right
And I can’t help it (oh)
When you’re holdin’ me tight (tight)
And you’re lovin’ me right (lovin’ me right)
My tears can’t hide (no, they can’t)
I want you to feel me cry (feel me cry)
An emotional heart (eeh)
Comin’ down on my parts (ooh)
I can’t hold it inside (oh)
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Chlöe – Heart On My Sleeve (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
(Ah, ah)
Wear my heart on my sleeve, it’s a hundred degrees
I can feel all of it, baby, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I got a confession, I’m feelin’ under pressure
Wish I had all the answers, yeah, yeah
Wear my heart on my sleeve, they all say I’m naive
But it’s better than nothin’
When did it all get so heavy now?
Ah, what about me? (me)
Ah, now don’t forget me, me
Ah, what about?
What about, what about, what about me? Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Chlöe, Future – Cheatback (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
I’m not gonna cry anymore
I’m not gonna wait up at night
I’m not gonna answer your calls
Whenever you’re down
I’m not gonna bleach your clothes
I’m not gonna do you like that
What I really, really want
Is to cheat back (Cheat back)
Find another boo from the hood with some tats
Give him what’s yours, show him I can throw it back
Maybe then, baby, you’ll know how to act, huh
(Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back) If I cheat back (Cheat back)
Send him new pics in that outfit you like
Say I’m with my girls while he spendin’ the night
Maybe then, baby, you’ll know how to act, huh
(Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back) If I cheat back
Pullin’ a you on you (You)
That’s what I wanna do (Do)
Huh, I know you wouldn’t like that (Baby)
If I cheat back, huh
And I’ma ride it like a rodeo
He taught me some new tricks, I’ll add that to my portfolio, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I might even make a video
And if you ever see it, you’ll be sicker than polio
Damn (Damn), ‘cause cryin’ ain’t work for you (Yeah, yeah)
Nothin’ ain’t work for you (Yeah)
So the best thing for me to do
As soon as you finish, might just stop cryin’ (Stop cryin’)
Don’t you feel bad? (Yeah) Don’t you feel sad?
It’s the same thing, make love, not revenge (Love, not revenge)
Shawty finally found herself (Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back)
Fuckin’ on someone else
You’re mad, girl, your heart still here
I could’ve spied it, the cameras and the crew (Crazy)
I inspired you, it is what is is (Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back)
That’s my lil twin I see
Till I win I see, gettin’ revenge, I see (Righteous)
A twin I see, my little twin, I see
The beauty of you, that’s what do it for me (What do it for me)
No one above you, girl, you’re the best (Best)
Should’ve never let you down, feelin’ embarrased
Temptation haunting me, like you’ve never imagined (You say that now)
Have some compassion on me, it’s all genetic
I wanna know exactly what happened
Baby, if I cheat back
Find another boo from the hood with some tats
Give him what’s yours, show him I can throw it back
Maybe then, baby, you’ll know how to act, huh
(Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back) If I cheat back (Cheat back)
Send him new pics in that outfit you like (Yeah)
Say I’m with my girls while he spendin’ the night (Yeah)
Maybe then, baby, you’ll know how to act
(Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back) If I cheat back
I was never good enough for you
You say you don’t believe in monogamy
The games you play, monopoly
You lie too much, you’re tryin’ me
The dick was good, it blinded me
You can fuck another girl, she’ll never be a half of me
See my eyes, I turn around, you ain’t ‘bout to make me shout
I’ma call a homie, he gon’ be in me for another hour
Baby, pour another round, callin’ for another round
I’ma drink you out my system, never lonely, I’ma cheat back
Find another boo from the hood with some tats
Give him what’s yours, show him I can throw it back
Maybe then, baby, you’ll know how to act, huh
(Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back) Oh, if I cheat back
Send him new pics in that outfit you like
Say I’m with my girls while he spendin’ the night
Baby, you’ll know how to act
(Cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat back) If I cheat back
Ah, don’t you feel better
Ah, not this again, make love, not revenge
Ah, yeah
Cheatin’ on you as soon as you finish, might just stop cryin’ Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
I’m not worried, worried, worried, worried
I’m not worried
Metro
Why you worried? Why you worried?
Why you worried? Why you worried? Ooh
I’ma love me better at the end of the night
I think it’s funny, funny how you fall up for me
Check up on it, give me yo’ money, money
And watch me run it up
You actin’ funny, funny, is like you love me, love me
You talkin’ big in public, but is you big enough?
You give me all the tension, but what ‘bout all them bitches
Might find a reason [?] you ain’t a man to hold
Stop gettin’ so offended, you hear, but you don’t listen
My favorite part ‘bout business is when you mind your own
Do you worry ‘bout me? Worried
I’m not worried, you not worthy
Oh, you hurt me, don’t desert me
‘Cause I’ma love me better at the end of the night
Why you worried? (You worried) Don’t be worried (You worried)
I’m not worried (Not worried), you not worthy (Not worthy)
Oh, you hurt me (You hurt me), don’t desert me (Desert me)
‘Cause I’ma love me better at the end of the night
I’ve been busy, why can’t you hit me, you selfish
‘Cause you know I stick up and ride like that
Specially when you lock in, you actin’ real hurtin’
Just tryna feel somethin’, I don’t would like that
One time in your lifetime, go swallow your pride
This year, it been bad, I’m just tryin’ to live life
If you spend all the time you spend on me on yourself
Then you’ll get peace of mind, you could be somebody else
I’m over here, doin’ so well
So, so (So)
Why you worried ‘bout me? Worried
I’m not worried, you not worthy
Oh, you hurt me, don’t desert me
‘Cause I’ma love me better at the end of the night (Oh)
Why you worried? (You worried) Don’t be worried (You worried)
I’m not worried (Not worried), you not worthy (Not worthy)
Oh, you hurt me (You hurt me), don’t desert me (Desert me)
‘Cause I’ma love me better at the end of the night
No, don’t disturb me, baby
(I’ma love me better at the end of the night)
I love me better, I love me better than you ever did (Oh)
I love me better than you ever did (Oh)
Oh, know I’ma love me better at the end of the night
Larry June & The Alchemist – Solid Plan (Official Visualizer) (feat. Action Bronson) Lyrics
Mhm
I did it all for the bankroll
All for the motherfuckin’ bankroll (Uh)
Like Carlos Slim, I’m doin’ numbers, makin’ it quick
Apollonia on my plate, quick weekend trip
Closin’ deals behind bulletproof tint
He probably did it, but nigga, not like this
In Mexico with a chemist at Four Seasons just chillin’
I might cop me some art, the architecture is different
We gotta play this shit smart, we in a whole ‘nother region
Niggas didn’t believe it until I gave ‘em a reason
Stash spot in the trap house, I’m unpluggin’ the freezer
Residue on the counter, I’m callin’ my house Keebler
Bankroll on the nightstand, I’m cleanin’ my sneakers
I need that Lamborghini yacht thang for the season (I need it)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
The streets don’t love you, nigga, get some bread
Stop complainin’ my nigga, go hard instead
Invest in yourself, fuck what they said (Fuck what they said)
You can accomplish anything with a solid plan
Special Queens shit
You already know, you already know
(Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
It’s me, it’s me (Uh, with a solid plan)
How many more things you want me to stay? (Damn) Huh?
(Check) It’s me (Ayy, ayy, with a solid plan) Uh
Sunk in the seat, Sopranos, season three (Uh)
Your bitch don’t even know how to season meat
(What a fuckin’ shame)
I’m in a brand new Cherokee, I don’t worry about freezing sleet (Nope)
Sneeze in the face of your Jesus piece (Ha)
My brother Teddy made the fleece I’m wearin’ (Uh)
Now they got AI that could turn me into A.I. (Iverson)
Motherfuckin’ NBA Live (Uh-huh)
Guns N’ Roses in the five CD changer in every single one of my F5’s
Bitch, I’m a top ten scholar (Uh-huh)
But you know, I did it all for the nookie (The what?)
The nookie (Uh-huh)
The dopefiend’s jacket said “Cookies” (Cookies)
And I could tell by how he moved his rook he was a rookie (Uh)
She hid the Mickey Mantle ball inside of her big pussy (Damn)
1952, it was the rookie (It was)
I cried when Tony killed Pussy (I did)
But that’s what happens when you go against the family (Uh)
You’ve been handled handily (Uh)
We Italian men in the bow of the boat hammer squeezin’ (Ah)
Sleep with the manatees (Uh)
Shit, man (Uh), it’s me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
You can accomplish anything with a solid plan
(Solid plan, solid plan, solid plan, damn, check, ayy, ayy, ayy)
With a solid plan (Solid plan, solid plan, solid plan)
(I know) Yeah, you know, this shit normal, know’m’sayin’?
Look around, shit, donuts and shit
Whole lotta shit goin’ on around this motherfucker
Larry June & The Alchemist – Margie’s Candy House (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
Man
Shit, damn (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Mmm, uh
Al, turn me up
Mmm, man, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Started out at Riverdale, moms flew me from the Bay
When I was young, used to hate it and grew up, then I thanked her
Far away from my pops, thinkin’ ‘bout that gray McLaren
I can shed a tear on these tracks, you wouldn’t understand it
Gramps had the candy house, Margie’s on Harbor Road
Still eat me up inside that I missed her funeral
I know she lookin’ down on me while I’m in this 5.0 (Shit remind me of the old days)
I can’t lie, man, my mind gone
I was in a dark place, went hard and found a way (Found a way)
Livin’ out them motels (Motels), cold nights on the blade (I knew that life wasn’t for me)
But still I took a chance
Twelve hours on the interstate, then profit ten bands
Calculate another dub, back then, my goal was a hundred
Had to the hit the ground runnin’
Prayin’ they don’t hit the spot
I was goin’ through a lot
It was nights I would cry
Probably why I push this black ‘Rari down the I-5
What’s happenin’?
Real niggas never quit (Damn)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (For real)
Real niggas stay on ten (Real niggas stay on ten, for real)
Run that back
Real niggas never quit (Yeah)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (Legit)
Real niggas stay on ten (For real, uh, Al, what’s happenin’?)
Ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, I made it out the streets but still gotta watch my back
Road runnin’, touch down safe, then I set up trap
Thinkin’ back, fresh out of jail, but I had the map
I had a plan, second day home, made a couple grand
Pleasant Hill in a motel, pack vacuum sealed
I was gettin’ rich in D.C. while you was crackin’ seals
I don’t glamorize it though, I was prayin’ for a change
Hit fifty burpees in the morning, then I board the plane (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Real niggas never quit (Damn)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (For real)
Real niggas stay on ten (Real niggas stay on ten, for real)
Run that back
Real niggas never quit (Yeah)
Real niggas play the game, but got goals to go legit (Legit)
Real niggas stay on ten (For real, uh)
Larry June, The Alchemist, Joey Bada$$ & Curren$y – Barragán Lighting (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
Uh
Damn
Man, what up Bad?
We in May, in need of lobster and it’s fresh out the dock (Sure)
I’m like cocaine fresh out the pot, hold on, let that dry (Uh)
Y’all too worried ‘bout bein’ validated, my nigga (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I just made another play and pulled off on the yacht
I’m headin’ to Spain, everything was a Éxito
So after this, I’m boardin’ the plane (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I’m high off life, I’m takin’ international flights
I like that, then I’m coppin’ it twice
I’m in the bag countin’ somethin’ precise (Uh)
I get a load, then I’m wrappin’ it right
Tuck spot with the bar gone light
I spent thousands on different collages
Street smart, I ain’t make it to college
Like the mafia, I’m movin’ in silence
Saint Tropez, I’m checkin’ my pocket
Daytona clock and at the dot, trackin’ these boxes, uh (Uh)
Out-foxin’ the devil, I’m on another level
Forty-deuce bezel got me on a higher echelon
This a slight flex, if I stretch your arm, ring the alarm
I don’t mean no harm, kiss the ring and bless the Don
Microphone in my hand, like a napalm in my palm
If you put me in the jam, turn this bitch to Vietnam
Catch me under palm trees, chillin’ somewhere in San Juan
With a bad jawn on my arm, fallin’ victim to my charm
Must have heard I’m ballin’ like a larger one
Like the richest man in Babylon, hate this Babylon
They don’t love you ‘til you dead and gone, then it’s said and done
Word is bond, so I keep it movin’, gotta carry on
Real relax, hunnid rack stash in the Cavaillon
First class with the champagne glass of sittin’ calm
Pray to God, I travel long and I make it home
Born alone, die alone, but I can never say I did this all on my own
The helicopter landin’ on the ranch, woke me up
Hella loud, startlin’ my cows, all my livestock
Rollin’ my power Versace to my socks
There’s room like a quilt comfort, cozy pillow top (Cozy pillow top)
I ain’t so soft though, don’t get it twisted, bro
It’s killers out, colors go after cane when it’s in the drought (When it’s in the drought)
Super sad, cheer myself up, I bought a S-Class
Hardtop and a rack, yeah, bitch, I’m that mad (Bitch, I’m that mad)
Park it with the others, I touch it one day, I’m sure I love it (I bet)
’98 Defender, Landrover Discover
My discography could buy all of it (All of it)
All the biography, one cold motherfucker
Don’t come close, don’t touch it
(Don’t come close, don’t touch it, I know what’s best, my brother)
Larry June, The Alchemist & Wiz Khalifa – What Happened To The World? (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
[Intro: Larry June]
This my last move and I’m gone
I ain’t tryna come back for twenties, no more
Tired of chasin’ these motherfuckin’ pennies (Ssh, ssh, ssh)
I’m tryna get a real number from the bag (Ssh)
This might go crazy, stay (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
[Verse 1: Larry June]
Saks Fifth pillows on the plane, thinkin’ better days
Did a lotta shit in my life, but I never changed
Two-hunnid for the Patek (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), and it’s all plain (Numbers)
Two-point seven for the crib, and it’s all paid
And niggas get a lil’ bit of fame, start actin’ strange
Just because I showed a lil’ love, it don’t mean you gain (It don’t mean you gain)
Just because I showed a lil’ lovе, it don’t mean you gain (Gain)
I’m still wakin’ up joggin’, plottin’ somethin’ big (Nice)
Housе with the nice garden, ‘bout to make it real
Rarely got time to chill (Man), check my email, then I close another deal (Deal)
White Roll (Check), art pieces in the crib (Crib)
I know I’m gettin’ a little bread, but it’s a lot bigger (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy)
And knowin’ where I came from, that’s a lot different (Lot different)
First to do it how I did it, but they never mention it (Never mention it)
Sellin’ out cross-country, no agent still (No agents)
You just made a fake page, I just made a ‘Mill
We get chilly for real, I’m talkin’ nights alone
I’m talkin’ tears of joy, knowin’ we made it back home, what’s happenin’?
[Chorus: Larry June]
Man, what happened to the world? (Man, what happened to the world?)
Man, what happened to the world? (Man, what happened to the world?)
Man, what happened to the—
Only thing on my mind is I know I gotta— (Know I gotta—)
Know I gotta— (Know I gotta—), know I gotta— (Know I gotta—)
Know I gotta— (Get this money), know I gotta— (Make it flip)
Know I gotta— (And never trip, what’s happenin’?)
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa & Larry June]
Black rugs in the white Rolls, keep my glass full and my eyes closed
Poppin’ tags off clothes, takin’ flights domestic and international
Quit actin’ like assholes, we all got cash to blow
Last week, I made so much, I can’t speak on it (Speak on it)
Tell your assisstant hit my people if you wanna link (You wanna link)
Celebratin’ our wins when we put up our drinks (Put up our drinks)
Not your ordinary niggas that come up where we come from
Made our own code, now our cars come with sports mode (Sports mode)
Lotta bumps in the road, marijuana gotta be rolled
Lotta money, but my family’s what I care about most (Care about most)
And friends talkin’ business plans, makin’ toasts (Makin’ toasts)
Comin’ up with ways that I could get my hands in (My hands in)
Won’t settle, I need answers (Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy)
I’m on some do-it-first and ask-questions-after
I’m on some movie shit, but I ain’t cast with no actors
Lightin’ doobies up and passin’
Doin’ numbers, and makin’ magic (Oh-oh-oh)
[Chorus: Larry June]
Man, what happened to the world? (Man, what happened to the world?)
Man, what happened to the world? (Man, what happened to the world?)
Man, what happened to the—
Only thing on my mind is I know I gotta— (Know I gotta—)
Know I gotta— (Know I gotta—), know I gotta— (Know I gotta—)
Know I gotta— (Get this money), know I gotta— (Make it flip)
Know I gotta— (And never trip)
[Refrain: Larry June]
I know this game can get so hard, hold on
Just keep goin’, my nigga (Keep goin’, my nigga)
No matter what, you gotta aim for the stars
Hold on, just keep goin’, my nigga (Keep goin’, my nigga)
You never know you might make it so far, hold on
Just keep goin’, my nigga (Keep goin’, my nigga)
Know I gotta— (Get this money), know I gotta— (Make it flip)
Know I gotta— (And never trip, what’s happenin’?)
[Outro]
And, the other house looks
During, uh, appeared a bad part in my life
And I feel that I, uh, uh, I was influenced by the flicy glamour Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
