Monday 22 September 2014


Mary Lambert - Secrets

I've got bi-polar disorder
My shit's not in order
I'm overweight
I'm always late
I've got too many things to say
I rock mom jeans, cat earrings
Extrapolate my feelings
My family is dysfunctional
But we have a good time killing each other

[Pre-Chorus:]
They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves
Inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one who spent so long attempting to be someone else
Well I'm over it

[Chorus:]
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) So-o-o-o-o what
So what
So what
So what

I can't think straight, I'm so gay
Sometimes I cry a whole day
I care a lot, use an analog clock
And never know when to stop
And I'm passive, aggressive
I'm scared of the dark and the dentist
I love my butt and won't shut up
And I never really grew up

[Pre-Chorus]

They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves
Inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one who spent so long attempting to be someone else
Well I'm over it

[Chorus:]
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
So what
So what
So what
So what
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
So what
So what
So what
So what

(I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are)
So what
So what
So what
So what

Eli Young Band - Dust

She's sick of this town, she's sick of that boy
Yeah she's sick of dreams that never take flight
There's gotta be more than the same old story
So she's gonna turn the page tonight
And turn the radio up (turn the radio up)
Roll the windows down
She got a full tank of gas (she got a full tank of gas)
Ain't no stopping her now

She's got the pedal to the floor in a hand-me-down Ford,
Yeah, the only thing that's left to do
Is catch a couple green lights and those baby blue eyes
Are leaving nothing in that rearview
But dust, nothing but dust

She's fighting back tears, she's fighting back years
Of the only life she's ever known
There's a future that's bright in the dead of this night,
And all she's gotta do is go
And turn the radio up (turn the radio up)
Roll the windows down
She got an open road (she got an open road)
Ain't no stopping her now

She's got the pedal to the floor in a hand-me-down Ford,
Yeah, the only thing that's left to do
Is catch a couple green lights and those baby blue eyes
Are leaving nothing in that rearview
But dust, nothing but dust
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

She got the radio up,
She got the windows down,
No she won't look back
Ain't no stopping her,
Ain't no stopping her now…

She's got the pedal to the floor in a hand-me-down Ford,
Yeah, the only thing that's left to do
Is catch a couple green lights and those baby blue eyes
Are leaving nothing in that rearview
But dust, nothing but dust
Dust, nothing but dust
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

Keith Urban - Somewhere In My Car

I'm driving home tonight, catching all red lights
That's alright cause I don't want to be alone
There's nobody waitin there, cold and empty bed
Words I wished Id said come on the radio

Ooh, oh, oh, and I don't know why I do this to myself
Ooh, oh, oh, I know you're with someone else

But in my mind were somewhere in my car
And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow
You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire
I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head
And your fingertips slide up and down my back
Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass
Id give anything if I could bring it back oh oh

So, I've been sleeping til noon in the same bedroom
Where I once held you and it's breaking my heart
I should take down all those pictures from my wall
Promises we made won't fill this empty space

Ooh, oh, oh, and I don't know why I just can't let you go
Ooh, oh, oh, I know you're never coming back

But in my mind were somewhere in my car
And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow
You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire
I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head
And your fingertips slide up and down my back
Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass
Id give anything if I could bring it back oh oh

But in my mind were somewhere in my car
And it's raining hard on the streetlight glow
You got your lips on mine, it's gasoline on fire
I never will forget, you grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head
And your fingertips slide up and down my back
Breathin' hard, steamin' up the glass
Id give anything if I could bring it back oh oh

Rich Homie Quan ft. Problem - Walk Thru

I be feeling like the man when I walk through
Ain’t stunting what you saying when I walk through
I got all these hoes staring when I walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through

I done made a few bands when I walk through
People I don't know naw I don’t talk to
Me and Problem in this bitch, he a boss too
Sitting at the round table making boss moves
I done walk thru with Gucci on my feet
Who got more money, you or me?
I’mma walk through usually with my nigga bets believe
That I got the tool on me I done snuck passed security
What the fuck, do you need glasses just to see
Me when I’m coming full speed, got that V12 running
And I’mma jump the fence if I see 12 coming
Even if I were blind, I could still smell money
I can't trust no outside niggas, they could tell on me
I’m the alphabet boy ‘cause I keep an L on me
I smoke good, throwing up my set in your hood, nigga

I be feeling like the man when I walk through
Ain’t stunting what you saying when I walk through
I got all these hoes staring when I walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through

It’s money over here, what you thought, clown?
Play crazy while you high, have you knocked down
No frowns around here, bruh, we all smiles
G7 just dropped, got all styles
Mom set the boy out when I walk through
Scarface before he died did part 2
Have your peoples tell promoters that I'm coming
Park me in the front, leave the shit running, here’s 100, what up?
Flip your bitch like a coin, better call it, nigga
She got a thing for us big dick balling niggas
She bout to rock the boy mic, 'till it feedback
The realest nigga out my city and I mean that

I be feeling like the man when I walk through
Ain’t stunting what you saying when I walk through
I got all these hoes staring when I walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through

Nick Jonas - Jealous

I don’t like the way he’s looking at you
I’m starting to think you want him too
Am I crazy, have I lost ya?
Even though I know you love me, can’t help it

I turn my cheek music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

I wish you didn’t have to post it all
I wish you’d save a little bit just for me
Protective or possessive, yeah
Call it passive or aggressive

I turn my cheek music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

You’re the only one invited
I said there’s no one else for you
'Cause you know I get excited, yeah
When you get jealous too

I turn my cheek music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m turning red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Oh (that’s why)
I still get jealous
Oh (that’s why)
I still get jealous

Trey Songz ft. Nicki Minaj - Touchin, Lovin

Woo
Yeah, Young Money
Trigga Trey
Let’s get it
Burrr

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
No, I ain’t tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who’s in it
If we’re talking about sex, girl, you know that I invented that
And I’m onto the next, that’s unless you bring a friend who with it

[Pre-Chorus:]
Oh, I’m sorry, oh, you mad that I came to the party?
Like, no no no
You took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone
Now she asking me when I’m taking her home, home, home
I tell her “let’s go” long as you know
Cause I know when we get alone

[Chorus 1: Trey Songz]
I’m touchin’ you tonight, I’m lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope)
I’m fuckin’ you, girl, you must be used to spendin’, putting in that time
Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’, can’t make up my mind
I’m lovin’ you. (Wait nope) I’m fuckin’ you tonight

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Girl you fuckin’ with the best
Take a picture while I’m deep up in it
Oh-oh-oh, and if they living right next
Then I bet they know my name in a minute
Let me feel your body sweating, I promise I’ll keep your body dripping

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus 1]

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Sometimes I tell ‘em I love ‘em because I just wanna fuck ‘em
I never love ‘em, I cuff ‘em and when we done I’mma duck ‘em
He Ferragamo the buckle, he Louis V on the duffel
The pussy wetter than puddles, I ride his dick like a shuttle
I said real niggas let real bitches cum first
And real bitches been bad bitches from birth
Uh, k-k-kiss him when he cumming
M-m-make more money last year than Mister Drummond
Oh-oh-oh, he like it when I ride it slow

[Chorus 2: Trey Songz]
I’m touchin’ you tonight, I’m lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope)
I’m fuckin’ you, girl
You must be used to spendin’, putting in that time
Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’, can’t make up my mind
Nicki, you know that I love ya, I’m loving you
And I really wanna touch ya, I’m fucking you tonight

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
[Laughs] What you mean, "wait, no", like... what?!
You better act like you know nigga, it’s Nicki Minaj!

Jason Aldean - Two Night Town

I just spent three nights in a two-night town
Suns comin’ up and I’m just goin’ down
Am I ever gonna turn my life around
I just spend three nights in a two-night town

It was women, it was sinnin’, it was alcohol
It was everything the bible says will make a man fall
And I didn’t wanna little lord I wanted it all
It was women, it was sinnin’, it was alcohol

When am I, ever gonna learn to walk away
When the chips are down and the cards aint fallin’ my way
Why do I always gotta stay to long till it’s too late

I just spend three nights in a two night town
With a bunch of lost souls just tryna get found
Girl I’ve been a little crazy since you walked out
So I just spend three nights in a two-night town

When am I, ever gonna learn to walk away
When the chips are down and the cards ain't fallin’ my way
Why do I always gotta stay to long till it’s too late
I just spend three nights in a two-night town.

Suns comin’ up and I’m just goin’ down
But baby this pain is still hangin’ around
I think I’ll spend four nights in a two-night town
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