Unfollow Every Celebrity Except January Jones

Celebrities are just like us — which is to say, celebrities are boring now. Entertainment the world over has either gone digital, been postponed, or all out canceled. We can’t watch Naomi Campbell walk a runway, so we have to settle for watching her work out. We can’t watch Miley Cyrus in concert, but we can tune into her talk show. Admittedly, these two and others are trying hard, but they just can’t capture the magic of life outside. The efforts of famous people to distract us during lockdown have been admirable, but futile. This is true for all but one. Against all odds, January Jones has prevailed as the only good quar content creator.

January Jones has been on Instagram since the dawn of time: 2014. January Jones in quar, however, is an entirely new phenomenon. The first post to catch my attention was posted March 20. Captioned “Skin: 5 Marbles:-167” it shows JJ sporting a LED face mask, sipping a Coors Light through a straw, and doing a bit of a jig. Immediately I had questions. What is going on here? Is this Betty Draper? Are these the rights of man? I didn’t get answers, and instead the universe gave me a picture of Jan Jon in a vintage dress picking fruit from her yard. The caption? “Grocery shopping in my yard.” Fucking genius. It was upon seeing her “where is Post Malonevideo, posted on March 27, that I knew that JaJo was in a league of her own.

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Among the perils of living in these times, aside from the literal pandemic, is watching our faves either say something heinous and wrong (Vanessa Hudgens‘ pivot to machiavellianism, Ellen Degeneres’ prison mansion), attempt to sing us into a better tomorrow, or say nothing at all. Jan, meanwhile, has stood out by refusing to pander to these trends and instead simply being herself. By teaching us all solo synchronized swimming. By wearing only flowy gowns, swimsuits, or sweatpants and nothing else. By somehow making the least and most sense of anyone on the platform.

I’ve put in my 10,000 hours and identified what exactly makes January Jones the only famous person worth following during our current moment. Other celebs take note.

The January Jones Vignetting

Every auteur has a signature, and JJ’s framing is positively Kubrickian. It’s a delight to see the familiar blurred edge on each image or video. It’s a subtle but strong effect that draws the eye to our point of focus: Jan Jones herself.

January Jones on Instagram: “Just don’t ask for money or nudes.”

January Jones on Instagram: “In today’s episode of “dress for your mood” I’m wearing an outfit fit for a maiden virgin a la Disney’s 1967 The Gnome-mobile, which I…”

January Jones on Instagram: “I’m very serious about staying sane and fit so here I’m am working out. #exercise”

The January Jones Lack of Editing

It is worth remembering that Jones is a talented actress, but even talented actresses occasionally need a second take. She embraces this truth, and on April 21 her followers (1M strong and growing) received the gift of not only Not Grey Gardens: Haven’t Learned to Edit, but also Not Grey Gardens (Take 2). Both I expect to be considered by the Academy for best short in 2021.

January Jones on Instagram: “(Haven’t learned to edit)”

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The January Jones Rollout Strategy

Every video posted on @januaryjones’ grid is also posted on her IG stories, which indicates that she has a keen sense for the lifespan of content. Presumably she has an entire 360° strategy behind the scenes. January, please run PAPER’s Instagram. My job is yours if you want it.

The January Jones Art of Tutorialing

Influencers, like traditional celebrities, have failed us. Thankfully, January Jones is here to save their industry. I’ve so far learned about both skincare and detox bathing according to January Jones’ charming, unorthodox tutorials, and will leave quarantine with better skin and less stress.

Kiernan Shipka says it best: “I always wanted to be January Jones when I grew up, and since she’s graced us with her presence on Instagram, it’s even more so.”The January Jones

To sum up, it is the January Jonesness of it all. She is the secret ingredient, and her formula is aspirational but inimitable. Once-underutilized mediums like IGTV and live streams feel far too familiar now; everyone’s screen time is peaking while joy and entertainment have long since left the chat. We need January Jones now more than ever. As long as she remains authentic, unabashed and slightly out of focus, she has my undivided attention.

For the final word, I reached out to Sally Draper herself, Kiernan Shipka. In an exclusive comment provided to PAPER, she says it best: “I always wanted to be January Jones when I grew up, and since she’s graced us with her presence on Instagram, it’s even more so.”

Photo via Instagram





KSI – Wake Up Call (Yoshi Remix) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, oh
I love Trippie Redd
Yeah
[?]

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don’t wake up when it’s too late
They might think that you hate me
I’ma get it in while you wait
Better late than never

[Verse 1: KSI]
Yo’, I’m back for the rematch like I’m in the ring
Got that W
And track back with conversation
I’m on the stage and on different avenues
Don’t rate ’cause I’m top of the internet
Clean sheet, I’m coming to intercept
Come through on a dark horse like Lloyds Bank
I got a lot
I got a lot to go crazy, win on a daily
I gotta spend it on jewelry
Show these niggas unruly
Buyin’ it back from that Louis
Bought another for the bait
I come with the force in May
I’m startin’ a war, fuckin’ it up on a tour
Wakin’ up bringing it more, more, more (Ah, ye ye)

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don’t wake up when it’s too late
They might think that you hate me
I’ma get it in while you wait
Better late than never

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, this the wake-up call
Ain’t no walkin’ out, you better wake up, dawg
Yeah, this the wake-up call
Every other day, I’m gettin’
This the wake up call

[Verse 2: Tobi]
Bucket of water, chuck it and splash
That’s an old school wake up call, had to get up and dash
Everyday I work hard (Mmm)
Get my cake, I’m like Kipling (Huh)
And you know I’m big bro (What?)
So I save a slice for my siblings
And I’m a grateful son so, I’ll save for my dad and mom
And I’ll save for a rainy day as well, ’cause it always comes
When I look back at how far we actually come, man, it’s incredible
But I’m still tryna stack my cake and get my P’s and I don’t mean edible

[Verse 3: P Money]
It’s always me that was hollering first (Trust)
Acting like you’re busy, think you’re nice them ones are the worst (Huh)
Now I look at the table’s turn (Mad)
I’m on the club and my table’s turnt
You’re on Insta’ singing my verse
All of the sudden you got days off work (Uh uh)
Them ones ain’t gonna work (Go on)
Check this verse
A-class celeb saying “P Money murks” (Mmm)
My ting is on a spaceship
I know these stars are better than Captain Kirk (Mad)
See me with JJ, now they wanna work
You better pay me first (Ah)
To the mic, caught that fever tryna stack up more bans than Kurt
Word

[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Don’t wake up when it’s too late
They might think that you hate me
I’ma get it in while you wait
Better late than never

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, this the wake-up call
Ain’t no walkin’ out, you better wake up, dawg
Yeah, this the wake-up call
Every other day, I’m gettin’
This the wake up call

[Outro: Trippie Redd]
This the wake up call
Gettin’ cake like, “Yum”
Yeah, this the wake-up call
Ain’t no walkin’ out, you better wake up, dawg
Yeah, get your face bust, dawg
Your bitch with me now tryna get face fucked, dawg, okay

Miniminter – SIDEMEN DISS TRACK Lyrics

[Intro]
Sidemen? Isn’t that those [?] little British kids on the YouTube?
Ah, they’re fuckin’ wack dog

[Verse 1]
You’re called Sidemen, but why man? Y’all are kids
Shit, I don’t get this, it says men but ya side bitches
You had your moment, but notice your times slipping
I’m about to roast, then focus to find ditches
To bury you in, so many various sins
You ain’t funny but your faces hilariousness
To the YouTube community, y’all embarrassing
So fuckin’ retarded, it’s just like you’re Jerry’s kids
Need to stop thinking y’all are YouTube gangsters
When really y’all are knobs, yeah, y’all dudes wankers
But wait, first, I’ll let you know before the diss is out
Can meet me in the streets and I’ll knock you bitches out
[?]
[?]
But you did one thing [?], so I can’t be a hater, look
Your guys’ book, it makes really good toilet paper
So that was a hot sixteen but nope, I’m not done
Done wrecking you as a team, time for one by one
Like I’m sadistically cutting the fingers and toes of prisoners
You do it for the subs, I do this for the listeners
First up JJ, AKA KSI
Got a big forehead, he wears a bandanna to hide
Heard he beefed his brother, indeed they smashed
I’d make y’all a human centipede, but you love eatin’ ass
Next up Miniminter, fact also known as Simon
Just got his legs waxed, tonight I break his hymen
Your pink hair trash, like your shitty Fifa vid blogs
You’re a dumbass, that’s why your name is Real Nimrod
Next up Josh, Zerkaa bitch, this guy is a joke
I’d tell you gag on this dick, but you like being choked
You’re dirty and boring, top, you a lame and a stooge
With pubic dreadlocks, he never shaving his pubes
Let’s move onto Vik the dick, AKA Vikkstar
An Indian prick with a small dick hard
Look yo, people see your channel, bet they getting bored
You should get off YouTube and go back to tech support
Now we proceed to Ethan, Imma get in Behzinga
And give this ugly motherfucka my fist and my middle finger
You like taking pictures, I’m inside your girl on a snap
Go on you soulless ginger, go and cry about that
Next up Harry, W2S, a drug user with no friends
But got a hot sister and mom, I’d love to be screwing
Yup, weirdo fingers his bum after he’s pooing
Had sex once, loves Fortnite, but is always losing
And last we got Tobi, or should I say Tobi Jizzle
The smelly, big-nosed, virgin Christian who snivels
Gets friendzoned by girls, he ain’t making no friends
They know about yo toenails and the bag you saving ’em in

[Outro]
Eugh, that’s fuckin’ nasty dog
Disgusting
Bunch of [?] bitches
Ah, you don’t want these hands, son
Catch me in the ring
[?] little bitches out
Don’t fuck with me
G out

Finished – Behzinga lyrics

Lyrics Behzinga – Finished

Swift that production
Yeah, i’m gonna show you how it’s done so
JJ, you’re finished.

Last track I drop for you and that’s that
I don’t give two f*cks if you wanna call me fat
Like clashing a man who changed his life
He comes back and he does that? (What)
I am done with your shithole raps
Remember that time when you said you was back
This right here is proof that you shouldn’t have tried it with me you f*cking twat
This all happened because you disappeared
What you saying, jealous of Josh’s beard?
Upset that the views didn’t appear
Space was just a smear
Did I just hear a tear?
Scared you, lost all your peers?
Offft, did I just toucha fear.

Jide remember all the shots you took?
Do you think I’m scared?
Do you think I’m shook
You are such a f*cking idiot
Do you really think he wrote his books?
Clickbait here, clickbait there, clickbait f*cking everywhere
I’m just defending myself, do you lot really think that this is fair?
Imagine I’m attacking a loyal friend
Some of this I can’t apprehend
You even brought in my girlfriend
Something that I wouldn’t recommend
Desperate jumping on a trend
I didn’t even want to send
Is Rice your new boyfriend?

Jide, let’s talk about the lies you’ve told
Did you really think that they’d uphold?
A guy that showered with his brother
Probably wants to have s*x with his mother
Knowledge, Strength and Integrity
Damn, that’s what it’s supposed to mean?
Now you’ve got three tattoos
Is it to help you spell, you f*cking bean
So what you’ve banged more girls than me
Did you know he had an STD
Remember when i mentioned the other guys P
You can lie to them but you can’t lie to me
Wait, is that Diss God I see?
Thought Rice stopped giving him P
(Hmm, Damn) versuri-lyrics.info
They really didn’t write any lyrics for me
Jide, I used to be a fan of you
Rap wasn’t something you should break into
Your flow’s dead, your bars are dead
And I think your hairline’s pretty rude
Jide, I’ve got a lotta dirt on you
One girl, two guys and they both came through
Yes, I’m talking about his brother
Did you think they only shower with each other?
You’re gonna wish this all went away
Like the record deal you went and signed with Sway
Upset, feeling a little betrayed
Was you getting underpaid?
Obsessed with how much I weigh
Is that all you really have to say
Ethan’s this, Ethan’s that
Behz got tits, mans still fattt.(finished)
Behzinga lyrics
Video Behzinga

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Last Ones (The Seven Album)

(Yeah)
(What’s Happenin’?)
(What’s Happenin’?)
(What’s up, what’s happenin, what’s up?)

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
These haters prayin’ they can celebrate the last one’s death
None of them niggas in my class that couldn’t pass one test
But that’s what happens when you rappin’ on a [?] depth
I never chat shit
The flow bat-shit, it’s major league
Major Keys like Khaled (it’s accurate)
Recognize a dime when you pass it
With this weapon I’s rhymin’, I’m an assassin
Put nine minutes to the casket, you bastards
Stare in the abyss and the Leviathan (oh yea)
You say a prayer for the dying men
Looking for that pleasure but you findin’ sin
Can’t be scared to take a loss if you tryin’ to win

[Verse 2: Styles P]
Recognize greatness, tenacious
Gracious, mark of design, the new Matrix
I can make Dr. Strange brain look basic
MCs on the dinner menu and I ain’t ate shit
Who’s the entree? I’m a giant like Andre
You just an appetizer, weak rapper in harm’s way
These elite rhymes, prayers and peace signs
Staring at the air, fled the joint, hope the beast died
Icy ass road, no brakes let the Jeep slide
Playing hide and seek with my sleep, where did he hide?
Popular, hook philosopher since knee high
Ironic, I really ran with the wolves at G high
You ain’t hearing me, higher power preparing me
To have a higher power in rap for transparency
I’m clear to you, I’m here with you
High and in the cloud, I should put it in the air for you

[Hook: Talib Kweli & Styles P]
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
(Last ones, left right)
(Last ones, left right)
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
(Last ones, left right)
(Last ones, left right)
(Last ones)

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
Paint it like I’m JJ, for real I’m not for play play
If I work then I get paid, they whip them slaves like the nae nae
I’m smashin’ ’em if you askin’ ’em what’s happenin’ and they say
I’m original, you a re-run, Dwayne hey hey hey
Do the rise got my squad information like what bae say
I seen my brother you got to be more specific when you say bae
A spark like a melee, feelings I don’t placate
Give a fuck what Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney say say say
Fuck the KKK, respect the family, me and you got a play date
I’ll send you to hell and Satan will be your playmate
O-K-K, like Lil Scrappy but pay attention to what they say
Sound like some old "catch me on payday" type niggas who like to get missin’
Nah, pay what you want (cough it up), but you ain’t the homie, now you don’t know me
Hip-hop on my shoulders like the demons or the sheriff
Or the stick you use for measurin’, way too sick for medicine

[Hook: Talib Kweli & Styles P]
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
(Last ones, left right)
(Last ones, left right)
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
(Last ones, left right)
(Last ones, left right)

[Verse 4: Styles P]
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
Hatin’ cocksuckers hope I see the flash one night
‘Bout peace but I’ma grab my mask tonight
Man standin’, I’ma be the last one right
I rhyme wicked, I sit still, my mind vivid
Analyze the times and all of the signs with it
Pump fake the snakes and the rats and the swine with ’em
Smoke watch stars and go on the line with ’em, ghost

[Outro]
Oh, that my words were written
Oh, that they were inscribed in a book
Oh, that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever
Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just
Whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable
If there is any excellence, if there is anything worth of praise
Think about these things

Vitamin D – Ludacris feat. Ty Dolla $ign lyrics

Lyrics Ludacris – Vitamin D

Aw yeah, yeahhh
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just deficient in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda.

She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that a*s
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).(vitamin d)

She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much a*s to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got s*x like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).

Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda a*s if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ s**t
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take ittt).(vitamin d)
Ludacris lyrics
Video Ludacris

LUDACRIS – Vitamin D lyrics

Aw yeah, yeah!
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just defensive in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda….

She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that ass
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, [ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca]
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much ass to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got sex like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda ass if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ shit
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it

Ludacris – Vitamin D (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Ludacris]
Aw yeah, yeah
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just defensive in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that ass
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it

[Chorus: Ludacris & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, [ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca]
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much ass to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got sex like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa

[Chorus: Ludacris & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda ass if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ shit
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda

[Chorus: Ludacris & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)

LUPE FIASCO – City Of The Year lyrics

City of the year, City of the year
That’s where I’m from
City of the year, City of the year
They don’t want none
City of the year, City of the year
Them hoes can’t come
Go hard to go home
I’m turned up in the ‘Go zone

Aye, born in the middle of the West
Lil nigga, living in the middle of death
Raised around killers, that’s why little impress
Outside white folks, it must sound I’m a little oppressed
And I’m sorry my niggas, but I think you the best
You don’t need no Khaled, because that’s on me, valid
Let me push my brother, we don’t need no malice
Niggas raised in the projects, now they gon’ need a palace

Niggas want JJ’s, don’t eat salads
Fourteen with a AK, and he’ll let a nigga have it
Fireworks in Capetown, man it’s so tragic
Fireworks on the lake front, that shit look like Magic

City of the year, City of the year
That’s where I’m from
City of the year, City of the year
They don’t want none
City of the year, City of the year
Them hoes can’t come
Go hard to go home
I’m turned up in the ‘Go zone

Lupe Fiasco – City Of The Year lyrics

City of the year, City of the year
That’s where I’m from
City of the year, City of the year
They don’t want none
City of the year, City of the year
Them hoes can’t come
Go hard to go home
I’m turned up in the ‘Go zone

Aye, born in the middle of the West
Lil nigga, living in the middle of death
Raised around killers, that’s why little impress
Outside white folks, it must sound I’m a little oppressed
And I’m sorry my niggas, but I think you the best
You don’t need no Khaled, because that’s on me, valid
Let me push my brother, we don’t need no malice
Niggas raised in the projects, now they gon’ need a palace

Niggas want JJ’s, don’t eat salads
Fourteen with a AK, and he’ll let a nigga have it
Fireworks in Capetown, man it’s so tragic
Fireworks on the lake front, that shit look like Magic

City of the year, City of the year
That’s where I’m from
City of the year, City of the year
They don’t want none
City of the year, City of the year
Them hoes can’t come
Go hard to go home
I’m turned up in the ‘Go zone