Chappell Roan – Pink pony club

I know you wanted me to stay
But I can’t ignore the crazy visions of me in LA
And I heard that there’s a special place
Where boys and girls can all be queens every single day.

I’m having wicked dreams
Of leaving Tennessee [] Santa Monica
Is where it’s calling me
Will make my moma proud
It’s gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl
And, oh, she’s gonna scream.
God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

I’m up, and diamonds are on the floor
Lovers in the bathroom, and a line outside the door
Black lights, and a mirror disco ball
Every night’s another reason why I left it all

I think my wicked dreams
Are here from Tennessee,
Oh, Santa Monica
You’ve been too good to me
Will make my mama proud
It’s gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl,
I know she’s gonna scream.

God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

Don’t think I’ve left you all behind
Still love you and Tennessee, you’re always on my mind
And mama, every Saturday
I can hear your Southern drawl a thousand miles away, sayin’

God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

The Apocalyptic World of Daphne Guinness

“I’m always preparing for the worst,” Daphne Guinness tells me over the phone from LA, where she’s been cooped up at home since quarantine rules went into effect. She’s reflecting on the countless apocalyptic themes she’s explored throughout her career in both fashion and music. “But it’s also light and dark,” she says. “I play with those things quite a lot.”

The fashion icon, heiress and philanthropist, known for her avant-garde style and relationships with the world’s most important designers and creatives, is here to talk about David LaChapelle, her good friend and longtime collaborator, with whom she worked with for a three-part video series featuring music from her upcoming album Revelations.

In a way, it’s rather jarring seeing these videos placed in the context of today’s somber news cycle, something she acknowledges as well. “It does feel somewhat strange to have these three videos in the times that we’re living in,” she says. There are car crashes, raesging fires, and panicked crowds of people fighting and attacking each other, all of which conjure an “end-of-the-world” reality.

“It’s a fairly serious film,” she says. “Making a frivolous video wasn’t something I really wanted to do. It didn’t really feel right.” Guinness adds that what she loves about this project is that they’re not music videos, but rather pieces of art. “It’s not about me, that’s what’s so great. I’m not lip syncing. There’s no close-ups. It’s about us as a human race. It’s an allegory of our times.”

References to the Book of Revelations are explored throughout. But while the themes of tragedy and catastrophes strike a menacing tone, Guinness says she still wanted to infuse some light humor, as seen in the third chapter’s “jalapeño” detail.

“What I think is so beautiful is that you see every type of human being from doctors to older people, younger people, priests and delivery guys,” she says. “It’s the average person. If we’re going to get through the next decades, we’re going to get through by being more kind and loving.”

Though Guinness is consistent in her apocalyptic approach, there’s a newfound sense of hope she’s been experiencing lately. “I feel strangely hopeful for the first time in a long time,” she says. “Isn’t it strange to feel quite hopeful after feeling so gloomy after so many years?”

Naturally, the videos are filled with Guinness’ high-octane and dramatic flair for fashion, including full Gucci and Iris van Herpen looks (she counts the latter as one of her best friends). And on another lighter note, she’s been having fun experimenting with TikTok, where she’s been able to show off a lighter side of her.

“It’s quite funny. I’m not sure how it works, really. I’m still trying to get the hang of it,” she says. “Someone has to help me. It is quite interesting. I’m not very good at these dances, that’s for sure. But it’s a funny platform.”

In all, she’s happy to be releasing the videos at this point in time, where viewers sometimes need an escape from the realities of everyday life. “They’re beautiful and there is something wonderful about seeing it sort of orchestrated in one piece” she says. “There’s something hopeful and beautiful about them which is what I think that’s what we need.”

See Part 1, 2 and 3 of Revelations, below.



Filmed November 16-17, 2019 Los Angeles

Featuring, and with music by Daphne Guinness

Directed by David LaChapelle

Producer: Coleen Haynes, Creative Exchange Agency and Agent Anonyme

Music Production: Tony Visconti

Cinematography: Jo Willems

Editor: Spencer Susser

Production Designer: Tom Foden

Fashion Stylist: Brett Alan Nelson

Makeup: Anthony Nguyen with Karen Richardson

Hair: Laurent Philippon with Larry McDaniel

Choreographer: Johnny Byrne

Film ©David LaChapelle

Music ©Daphne Guinness

Dance With HANA’s Hologram While Stuck at Home

In the past few weeks, musicians have been hit hard with many obstacles, as concerts, tours and festivals are all being shut down due to the COVID-19 global outbreak. Therefore, Livestreaming performances seems to be the only viable option for many musicians to promote their work, from major acts like Yungblud to indies like Niia.

HANA is no stranger to livestreaming, as she recently showed her entire album-making process for HANADRIEL on Twitch, a video platform and community primarily used by gamers. Today, the electro-pop star (AKA Hana Pestle) unveils a new visual for “Anxious Alien,” the third track off her November 2019 full-length LP.

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In the Logan Fields-directed video, the self-proclaimed “night elf songstress” is seen in dominatrix attire with crystals and sparkly makeup that adorns her face. “I feel alive, I’ll never die,” HANA sings, as she shreds on her electric guitar while strobe lights flash. “I feel alive, in overdrive,” she whispers.

HANA on Instagram: “FOR ALL THE ANXIOUS ALIENS OUT THERE, the video is now live!!!!! 😬👽 Directed by @loganfieldsfilms Produced by: @runawayroo Director of…”

The artist explains her inspiration for the riff-heavy track and futuristic visual: “I wrote this song while streaming live on my Twitch channel,” she says. “I took suggestions from people on themes they wanted me to write about and one of the most common suggestions was social media. This song is a Jekyll and Hyde moment of my album, HANADRIEL, about how social media can provide confidence and a needed outlet, but also occasionally be the catalyst for deep depression.”

HANA has teamed up with 1RIC, an augmented reality/interactive studio based in LA, as well as Jadu, an iOS app, to make it so fans can record at-home performances of “Anxious Alien” alongside a 3D HANA hologram. Videos can then be saved to their devices and later posted to TikTok, Instagram, Twitter and other social media sites.

HANA on Instagram: “let me in ur houses and let me kick u in the face!!! social distancing doesn’t apply to holograms 🤗 download @jaduhologram now! thank u so…”

In a statement, HANA further details her collaboration with AR technology and what it means to her in light of coronavirus affecting touring musicians: “Working with Jadu on a hologram was an absolute dream come true,” she explains. “Being able to be a part of such groundbreaking technology is so exciting and I jumped at the opportunity to be involved. I think especially right now, when we can’t play live shows because of COVID-19, this is a really fun and interactive way to connect with fans. I’m so excited to visit people in their houses and lovingly kick a lot of people in the face!”

Watch the otherworldly visual for “Anxious Alien,” and stream HANADRIEL, below.


Photo courtesy of HANA

David Dobrik Gets a Style Overhaul

For one of the most famous YouTubers in the world, David Dobrik is surprisingly anxious in front of the camera. Or rather, it’s this particular, fish out of water-like situation that has him on edge.

Calling it “a weird combination of everything I’m terrified of all in one,” he’s been told to get a haircut while being dressed in menswear couture pulled right off the runway. Not only that, but it’s for a spate of high fashion photos that he won’t be producing, tweaking or uploading himself. This is a far cry from his comfort zone of iPhone-filmed monologues and candid footage of his friends, all of which he edits by himself in the comfort of his Los Angeles home. And, needless to say, he’s nervous as hell.

“Every time I’m in front of the camera, I look like I rolled out of bed, and I like that,” David admits. He explains that having his looks be front-and-center, especially as someone who’s always preferred to be behind the camera, is a gut-churning experience. “Every time I’m all dressed up, I don’t like that.”

Because at the end of the day, David just wants to have fun making videos with his friends in the Vlog Squad. And who can blame him? After all, there’s a reason why millions upon millions of fans watch David’s videos documenting their lives together. For all of the antics, goofy jokes and comical narration though, they’ve essentially created a small television show about their friend group for David’s 16 million subscribers — a “surprising” and “confusing” phenomenon that the YouTuber says he continues to grapple with.

Granted, it’s David’s effusive affability and humor-filled candor that has made him a particularly beloved figure among Vlog Squad fans. Innately relatable and incredibly charming, he’s the rare kind of online personality who’s quick to poke fun at himself and will be the first to admit that he’s still mystified by his fame, as exemplified by the nervous snort he lets out when I refer to him as a “teen dream.” Or maybe that’s just him being humble — something that seems all the more plausible with the constant gear-switching toward the role his friends play in his success.

“I think people watch because of how genuine our friendship is and how authentic everything we do and say is in our videos,” David theorizes. “It’s just us hanging out, making jokes and trying to make ourselves laugh.” He catches himself before adding, “I know it sounds cheesy, but I think that’s what people enjoy. They like looking at a friend group that they’d want to be a part of.”

In a way though, this has been something David’s been working toward his entire life. While he had always wanted to be a late night talk show host or affiliated with film in some capacity, as a “horrible actor” without traditional industry connections, the endeavor initially proved difficult. So instead, he began posting comedic, six-second clips on Vine, where he soon cultivated a small following. This ultimately spurred him to drop out of college and move to LA once he got his braces taken off at 18.

“All the mistakes we make are documented.”

“It got to the point where I went to college for a semester, and I told them I can’t do college anymore, it’s too pointless. So they gave me an ultimatum: either go to school or move out, because, ‘You’re not setting a good example for your siblings.’ So I was like, ‘Hell yeah, I’ll see you later,'” David says, marveling in retrospect at his past optimism. “Like, if my kid told me that, I’d be like, ‘Hell no, you are staying here. There is no way.’ I’d be terrified.”

And things continued to prove tough once he moved into a Hollywood two-bedroom with three friends he had convinced to come with him. Recalling the time he and his roommate were rattled at having to spend $12 on peanut butter and milk, David says it was the first moment he experienced a small shadow of doubt — a revelation that also wasn’t helped by the shuttering of Vine in late 2016.

But as other Viners panicked and hard-pivoted to YouTube in the immediate wake of the app’s shutdown, David met Liza Koshy, who introduced him to the concept of vlogging. Enjoying the format’s authenticity and low pressure feel, David decided to start uploading videos three times a week. Eventually, this led to the ability to “pay for rent by myself, then move out and then buy a car.”

He jokes, “And now, here I am doing a PAPER magazine photo shoot. I’m a supermodel now.”

So then, what else could one of the world’s most famous vloggers possibly want after achieving what many would consider “the LA dream?” For David, the answer is easy: a sense of legitimacy and respect, especially from those “who didn’t even think they could have respect for a YouTuber.”

As he explains, the “biggest downside to doing what I do” is often watching “the interest completely flutter away from the eyes” of older industry players once he says he’s a YouTuber. But as for why this is the case, David’s current working theory centers on the platform’s hodgepodge-like structure. With videos that range from the serious to the silly to everything in-between, he thinks the overwhelming variety of content can be irksome to those more familiar with traditional television’s emphasis on thematically geared programming.

“They’re like, ‘I hate YouTube. YouTube is stupid,’ because there’s just so much content going on for different people and it’s all mixed,” he says. “So people don’t get a very positive feel when they’re on it. The problem with YouTube is if I want to watch something serious, I can click on it, but in two seconds, I’m also going to be greeted with some video about some guy surprising his kid with a baby cat. They get angry and frustrated.”

Granted, a good chunk of David’s content utilizes a format that mirrors this sort of patchwork method of presentation. Though he does have single-topic videos featuring bigger stunts and celebrity guests, his most popular vlogs tend to splice together disparate clips from throughout his day. A recent video (coincidentally titled) “SURPRISING MY ASSISTANT WITH A PUPPY!!,” features a dog doing tricks, David getting pulled over by the police, and a motorcyclist jumping across his pool — all in the span of four minutes.

“I really still can’t believe I get to do this.”

Perhaps this is also a reason why one can theorize younger viewers — used to scrolling through a wide variety of random TikToks and viral clips — gravitate toward his content in particular. However, with David’s own theory in mind, it’s also something that could potentially make some of his content alienating to the aforementioned industry folks still trying to catch up with rapidly changing viewership trends and engagement.

By the same token though, David does believe that popular perceptions of YouTube and creators like him are gradually changing for the better, especially as the market continues to grow exponentially. In fact, he says that “everything is going to be a lot more mixed” on the internet in a few years time thanks to youth media consumption trends. And while he admits that it’s all “unchartered territory” at this point, ideally, he’d like to continue doing what he’s doing right now — albeit with more resources and the organizational infrastructure that would come from inking a deal with a streaming platform like Netflix or Hulu.

In the meantime though, David is content to carry on with his vlogs and continue giving his fans an unfiltered glimpse at his life — and that includes the stuff that you typically wouldn’t expect to see from a YouTuber of his status.

Born in Slovakia, David’s family immigrated to the U.S. when he was six years old. And though he pays taxes and, by all accounts, grew up as an “American kid,” David has been deeply affected by Trump’s immigration policies and attempts at phasing out DACA — the immigration policy protecting undocumented people brought to the United States as children. In addition to his inability to travel abroad without risking the possibility of being barred from the country for a decade, David and his family have also recently been dealing with his father’s “complete mess of an immigration situation” — all things that have spurred him to speak out on the issue that has become “such a real part of my life.”

While David is happy to share experiences like these with the public, he also admits that some aspects of his extreme visibility can be daunting at times. Calling it “one of the trickiest parts” of his job, David talks about how there is “a lot of pressure” online to never misstep (“all the mistakes we make are documented”), which he says is especially tough when you’re still learning and growing.

“Sometimes [the backlash] is justified, for sure. But other times, it’s a little intense. Like, this happened nine years ago, maybe give this person a break?” he says, before quoting The Dark Knight’s Harvey Dent. “It’s like, ‘You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.'”

Granted, David probably doesn’t really have anything to worry about. He seems well aware of the full spectrum of responsibility and expectation that comes with his platform. After all, it’s something he’s been dreaming about since the days he’d stay up with his parents, watching late night talk shows in their suburban living room.

“One of the things I still sometimes realize is how absolutely, crazy lucky I am,” David gushes, before once again crediting his friends with also keeping him grounded and in check. “I can’t explain how lucky I am… Like, if I was 14, I’d lose my mind.” He pauses, before letting out one last, incredulous laugh. “I really still can’t believe I get to do this.”


Photographer: Brian Ziff

Stylist: Star Burleigh

Groomer: Nathaniel Dezan using Oribe (hair) and Armani Beauty (makeup)

Here Come The Mummies – Pull It Off Lyrics

[Verse]
What’s right is right
She will shine in the spotlight
Achieving a height no one would dare
She breaks with convention
A mother of invention
This is the night
She’s takin’ you there

[Chorus]
If anybody can she can pull it off
Without even trying she will turn you on
Using her magic she’s twisting the fabric
In-side out
If anybody can she can pull it off

[Verse]
What’s wrong is right
She gives it its own life
Paris, New York, London, LA
She brings it all back
A sensual attack
Whatever it is that girl’s got it made

[Chorus]
If anybody can she can pull it off
Without even trying she will turn you on
Using her magic she’s twisting the fabric
In-side out
If anybody can she can pull it off

[Chorus]
If anybody can she can pull it off
Without even trying she will turn you on
Using her magic she’s twisting the fabric
In-side out
If anybody can she can pull it off
If anybody can she can pull it off
If anybody can she can pull it off

Ethan Gruska – Short Film Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The picture starts with no music on a residential road
The camera pans to focus on a dimly lit, white 1930’s home
With a figure on the curtain at the shadow of a piano
From the street you faintly hear the song that he is barely singing out

[Chorus]
“When I was on my way down
On my way out
I was reaching
For you looked like an angel
You’re like an angel
You are barely there”

[Verse 2]
The movie ends
Slow motion aerial shots of LA
It wasn’t very good
At times the plot’s so boring that you’re sleeping
You never really care for any characters, at all
But as you leave you recognize the song that they’re reprising for the end

[Chorus]
“When I was on my down
On my way out
I was reaching
For you looked like an angel
You’re like an angel
You are barely there”

Are We Human? Or Are We Fuck Boys?

Internetty: From the people who broke the internet, a look at the week’s biggest online news, trends and social media phenomena. No subject is off limits, and no topic is taboo.

This week on Internetty, Peyton has returned from LA and dives back into online pits and peaks with Justin. Then, very special guest comedian Mary Beth Barone joins the conversation to discuss fuck boys: from her own extensive experience to celebrities and beyond.

Listen to Internetty on Spotify or Apple Podcasts.

Photo via BFA / Illustration: Hilton Dresden

Yo Gotti – Untrapped Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
These tears I cry sure won’t be the last (Ayy, rest in peace to Nip)
They will not be the last, no (Ayy, the album was done, I had to go back in on this shit)
‘Cause this pain inside (See, I feel even more trapped)
It never seems to pass me, I said it never seems to pass me by
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Where’d we start off? How’d we go wrong?
Niggas risk it all to put a nigga name in his song
Niggas fighting over blocks that we don’t even own
Leave the house to get a bag and never make it back home
Bulletproof truck, I’m full time rapping
I wasn’t living like this when I was still trapping
Son seen me shed a tear, he like, “Daddy, what happened?”
I’m like, “Daddy aight, but Daddy don’t know what’s gon’ happen”
Niggas rapping gangster lyrics and thinkin’ it’s cool
‘Til you the suspect or victim they post on the news
So the dope that you selling the dope that you use
Y’all made poppin’ pills cool, you niggas confused
I’m a true independent, you niggas should listen
Whether record label or not, I was investing my millions
I spent millions on my artists and did it consistently
If it ain’t real boss talk, nigga, watch how you mention me
Real estate, got a check, twenty mil on that
Thirty in the bank, I’m fifty off, I’m still at that
I seen a hundred bricks, I had a hundred Dracos with a hundred shots
But ’til I see that hundred mil’, I ain’t really did nothing, nigga
I ain’t impressed by a killer
I’m impressed by a hustler who’s taking care of his mother and his brother
And his significant other
Put his niggas in position to show ’em he love ’em

[Interlude]
‘Cause this pain inside (Ayy, you know I just moved to LA, right?)
It never seems to pass me, I said it never seems to pass me by (So I had to ride down Crenshaw just to see it for myself, damn)
So I thank you, said I thank you (Just got a call back home too, said shit ain’t lookin’ good)
Said I thank you (Just life)
For makin’ me a woman, oh

[Verse 2]
I just paid eight mil’ to the IRS
I don’t agree, but then again you can say I’m blessed
Late night, no sleep, you can say I’m stressed
Bruh called, say he fighting for his life, say less
Quarter mil’ to the lawyer, straight cash, no check
Never lied to my niggas, I’ma stand on that
I done cried to my niggas (Cried to my niggas)
‘Cause real brothers really love each other and nobody threats
I just went to Jay house, got hit with reality
I got a long way to go, for real, this shit baffling
Ninety mil’ on a crib and he not an athlete
If I don’t make it for my family, this shit gon’ be a tragedy
I’m tryna live life and make sure they proud of me
I give no energy to critics or niggas who doubted me
I’m a black-owned business owner, entrepreneur
We all from the gutter, from the mud, from the sewer
Send a text to Meek (Yeah), told him move safe (Safe)
Send a text to Youngsta (Youngsta), I’m checking on your case
Send a text to Bagg (Bagg), boy, you’re on your way (You’re outta here)
Don’t get caught up in these streets, you one hit away
I sat down with Bloc (What up?), told him, “You’re young, but you gotta take this shit serious” (You gotta)
Life ’bout more than guns, hoes, and a lot of jewelry (For real)
I just hope that they hearin’ me, I love these niggas dearly
They like, “Gotti, you changed,” yeah, I call it maturity
I gotta get to the bag, and these labels be fearing me
Five million in watches and no stones in the jewelry
FN on me, nigga, I’m securing security
I’m tryna get a hundred mil’, fuck facing a jury

[Outro]
(Said I thank you)
See, niggas think all this lil’ shit you doing cool (Said I thank you, for makin’ me a)
‘Til it’s you versus the motherfuckin’ federal government, nigga
Then what? (Said I thank you)
Then what you lil’ niggas gon’ do? (Said I thank you)
Start telling every motherfuckin’ thing you know, huh?
That ain’t a real nigga, that ain’t no gangster shit
All these niggas on Instagram posting they motherfuckin’ business and shit
Draco this, big sack that
And they gon’ be the first nigga to rat on a nigga, you know what I’m sayin’?
Whole social media shit the police, nigga
When you niggas gon’ wake up, nigga?
Nineteen, nigga still tellin’ on himself
Where they do that it?
This rich gangster shit forever
Fft, let me hear that
(These tears I cry sure won’t be the last
They will not be the last, no)

Sam Evian – Now I Feel It Lyrics

Something happened in my life
So sudden
I used to think I wouldn’t mind
The short time that I had
At night I’d fly down country roads and flip the lights off under the stars
My old truck couldn’t do much, but it could sure fly right through the dark

Moved to California back at 22
Thought that I could cut right through my bitter youth
Felt like some unwanted dog wandering ‘round in east LA
The sun beat down and burned me out
I lost myself, I lost the way
Looking back, I see it now, the emptiness that I couldn’t deal with

But now I feel it
A reason to live

When you came into my life
I went through changes
Suddenly I got the chills when I felt danger
Now I want to live out
And to feel what it’s like to have old love
Somehow you just spun me round
And showed me all the things that I forgot

And now I feel it
Now I feel it
A reason to live
Now I feel it
A reason to live

Tommy Swisher – Star Wars Lyrics

[Produced by Money Montage]

[Intro]
This beat make me feel like I’m in Star Wars
Hi Tommy Swisher

[Verse]
[?]
Which one would you choose
I’m good in the ‘Lou, in Atlanta too
I be in the Bay, we with Larry [?]
I’m out in LA eatin’ Spanish food
Told my momma please don’t even trip
This how I live, shit this how I move
Told my baby momma calm down
I do this for him, I do this for you
She ain’t wanna listen, f**k her too
When I get it we’ll be hella cool
This the life that I chose
I been tryna bag a couple O’s

[Hook]
I might end you with my life savior
God damn music such a life savior
You should listen cause it might save you
Pew-pew-pew, couldn’t save ’em
I might end you with my life savior
God damn music such a life savior
You should listen cause it might save you
Pew-pew-pew

Mae Muller – Leave It Out Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Nobody make a move, not until I say so (Ayy)
If you were in my shoes, couldn’t take the pressure (Ayy)
I’m too high for you, my heels too high for you (Oh, na, na, na, na, na)
Yeah, I’m just bopping through wearing my Jimmy Choos (Choos, Choos)
You say, “Give me a break”, take a long vacation
I’m just back from LA, boy, I’m suffocating
Won’t be jumping through any of your hoops (Of your hoops)
So let your drama loose on somebody new (Somebody new)

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no sucker, don’t butter me up
No, that sugar don’t work, don’t try it
I ain’t your mother, I couldn’t care less
No I couldn’t care less

[Chorus]
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Hush your mou-ou-ou-ou-outh
‘Cause I don’t wanna give ya, all my time on neither
And I don’t wanna front but I feel like I don’t need ya
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Not trying to be mean, yeah, I know you catching feelings
I don’t wanna front, I’m just telling you you need to
Leave it out

[Verse 2]
That 9 to 5 ain’t me, I’m 24/7
I’m the first one on the scene and the last one leavin’
I’m a busy bee, busy makin’ P (Oh, I’m so busy)
No, you are not my G and never used to be (Nope)

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no sucker, don’t butter me up
No, that sugar don’t work, don’t try it
I ain’t your mother, I couldn’t care less
No I couldn’t care less

[Chorus]
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Hush your mou-ou-ou-ou-outh
‘Cause I don’t wanna give ya, all my time on neither
And I don’t wanna front but I feel like I don’t need ya
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Not trying to be mean, yeah, I know you catching feelings
I don’t wanna front, I’m just telling you you need to
Leave it out

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Hush your mou-ou-ou-ou-outh
‘Cause I don’t wanna give ya, all my time on neither
And I don’t wanna front but I feel like I don’t need ya
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Not trying to be mean, yeah, I know you catching feelings
I don’t wanna front, I’m just telling you you need to
Leave it out

Brewski – Niykee Heaton Lyrics

(Intro)
Yeah
Lets get it
Ay Niykee don’t be mad at me for this one
Like I’m just saying what every ones thinking

(Hook)
Heat Heat Heat Heat
The second I get famous Ima f**k Niykee Heaton
f**k Niykee Heaton Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
Broke as f**k now but ya boy gon be eatin
Boy gon be eatin said ya boy gon be eatin
The second I get famous Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
f**k Niykee Heaton Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
Broke as f**k now but ya boy gon be eatin
Boy gon be eatin said ya boy gon be eatin

(First verse)
On snapchat you never snapback
You a bad bitch with a fat ass
Call me over id come fast
Foreal though Id come fast
Bust it for me Ima throw some more
Take the camel toe out the desert though
Kim and J let the cameras roll
Mount that pussy super bowl!!!
Now where was we at?
Heaton me up like gas and a match
Hugging that ass like May did to Pac
If you ride me around I will throw you a stack (STACK)
So please just be my chauffeur
Pussy on my face baby you can run me over
f**k you so good ill have you begging for some more
Once I’m done baby ima kick you out the door
Naw I’m kiddin baby we can have some babies
And ouuhhhh theyd be so perfect
Just give me chance im worth it!

(Hook)
The second I get famous Ima f**k Niykee Heaton
f**k Niykee Heaton Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
Broke as f**k now but ya boy gon be eatin
Boy gon be eatin said ya boy gon be eatin
The second I get famous Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
f**k Niykee Heaton Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
Broke as f**k now but ya boy gon be eatin
Boy gon be eatin said ya boy gon be eatin

(Second Verse)
Whatsup Niykee Baby I love your ass
Foreal girl I f**king love your ass I love your ass
Damn it’s looking gorgeous like a moneybag
Im almost f**king famous you should let me smash (smash smash)
I see you see me on them twitter mentions (twitter mentions)
I got some god damn bad intentions (bad intentions)
Took the Southside moved it to LA
Went from Keystone now I’m sipping Chardonnay
Foreal though your instagram better than a porno
You know Brewski hungry deliver me DiGiorno
And Ay you can bring a bitch
We can do some freaky shit
Hit you from the back while she munching on your whoa

(Hook)
The second I get famous Ima f**k Niykee Heaton
f**k Niykee Heaton Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
Broke as f**k now but ya boy gon be eatin
Boy gon be eatin said ya boy gon be eatin
The second I get famous Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
f**k Niykee Heaton Ima f**k Niykee Heaton (Ima f**k that bitch)
Broke as f**k now but ya boy gon be eatin
Boy gon be eatin said ya boy gon be eatin

(Bridge)
Twerk that ass twerk that ass
Twerk it like you Niykee
Twerk that ass twerk that ass
Twerk it like you Niykee
Twerk Twerk Twerk it like you Niykee
Hey hey twerk it like you Niykee (LETS GO)

(Outro)
We play this at the wedding
Hey
At the wedding

Cory Wong – Juke On Jelly Lyrics (feat. Katis & Marti Fischer)

Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly
Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly

Every morning, something keeps you caught in your dreams
LA is calling, but you always hang up and leave
You’ve got everything that they want, in your own two feet
Right here in this beat
You’ve got everything that they need
You’re a magic jellybean

Ah oh, jelly
Shake ’em up and show it off and move (jelly)
You know what to do

Ah oh, jelly
Trust that in your toes you’ve got that groove (jelly)
That nobody can take a break

Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly
Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly

Stop your stalling, wondering “what if it was me?”
Bright lights are shining, but you always turn to leave
You’ve got everything that they want, in your own two feet
Right here in this beat
You’ve got everything that they need
You’re a magic jellybean

Ah oh, jelly
Shake ’em up and show it off and move (jelly)
You know what to do

Ah oh, jelly
Trust that in your toes you’ve got that groove (jelly)
That nobody can take a break

[Katis, spoken]
Hey, come in, come in!
What’s your name?

[Marti Fischer, spoken]
Ich bin Marti Fischer

[Katis, spoken]
Ok, and what are you gonna perform for us today?

[Marti Fischer, spoken]
Ich spiel’ nur ein bisschen Klavinet

[Katis, spoken]
Oh yeah, no, don’t be nervous

[Marti Fischer, spoken]
Ich bin noch nicht nervös!
Vielleicht ein bisschen aufgeregt

Ah ooh ah ooh

Oh, jelly
Shake ’em up and show it off, that move
You know what to do

Ah oh, jelly
Trust that in your toes you’ve got that groove (jelly)
That nobody can take a break (jelly)

Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly
Ah oh

Kelsea Ballerini – LA

[Official video LA]

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
Off the plane, paint my face in the car, park my heart at the valet
I watch the sun sink down over Santa Monica Boulevard
when I’m lonely and I’m missin’ home
But other times I feel like my blood is runnin’ Cali

I’ve got some famous friends that I could call
But I don’t know if I’m cool enough
And what’s worse than spendin’ time alone
Is one of them not pickin’ up
It’s hard to grow and time to go
But some days I wanna stay
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I wonder if I’ll get invited to the party
Yeah and if I do, will I go
If I go, will I know somebody
I’m on my third glass of wine
tryin’ to find conversation in a room with bigger names
But other days I’m lookin’ up the real estate

Confetti’s fallin’, friends are callin’, saw me on the TV
But if I let down my hair in the ocean air, will Tennessee be mad at me
Yeah I know it ain’t a one-way road
But sometimes it feels that way
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Sometimes it feels like it’s all real but nothin’ here is as it seems
I ask myself does it feed my soul or my anxiety
Carpet’s red, ego’s fed, but it’s myself that I have to face
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Drakeo The Ruler – Wrist Broke Lyrics (feat. Skeme)

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
Go against the Ruler, see long ropes and pitchforks
Ugh, I guess my lingo really gets to ’em
Ten chains on me, you see me, you do the stiffarm
Lightning brighter than, I ain’t even throw my wrist on
My shoes look cleaner, why I need help tryna get on
Niggas big time rappers, why y’all ain’t got none of this shit on?
Shit nigga, this shit crazy huh?
Drakeo put the F&N down, you just a maniac
LED lights on my wrist, wish I could turn ’em down
Cooler how I’m coolin’, the Ruler, LA just like my sound
Do what I do, I can use this shit in Pakistan
Ugh, I like this shit
At the battle of the Maisons, on morse with lightning sticks
Better watch your bitch when approaching, you might get hit
Just cracked a whole break in the air, I like the scent
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
Bruce Lee kicks for niggas thinkin’ that they Kimbo
I’m him though, shit, I think my wrist froze
Bruce Lee kicks for niggas thinkin’ that they Kimbo

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
I can see you panhandling, look like your wrist broken
Man let that bitch breathe, I think my wrist broke, shit
Be quiet Daniel, I think my wrist broke

[Verse 2: Skeme]
The Duke and the Ruler, we probably make your bitch a slave for them knots
She a choosy suzy, askin’ what I paid for my watch
Blow forty K, f**k out of here what my Rollie say
Rappers lyin’ like they bomin’, livin’ where they homies stay
Clean as a whistle but still ridin’ with this throwaway
Silly billies, think a nigga slippin’, shit that’s your mistake
I’m usually on they necks but if they play I’m on his throat today
We catch a body, bury a body, that shit a frozen case
Sittin’ at the top, I’m lookin’ ’round like it’s a lonely place
Think about this shit again like it’s the only place
These niggas claimin’ that they kin but we don’t know they face
Holy water flooded on my neck, make my soda shake
Weight of the world on my back but keep my shoulders straight
Realest shit that ever been said, that’s what I’m known to say
Lil homie come for what’s mine, you gettin’ blown away
Niggas actin’ like they ain’t know, I’ll make ’em know today

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
I can see you panhandling, look like your wrist broken
Man let that bitch breathe, I think my wrist broke, shit
Be quiet Daniel, I think my wrist broke

Manman Savage – She A Freak Lyrics (feat. Ohgeesy & 03 Greedo)

[Intro: ManMan Savage]
WebbMadeThis
Beat Boy taught me
Ayy, said she freakin’ on the low
Bitch a freak on the low
RonRonDoThatShit

[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
The girl found me creepin’ on the low (she be creepin’, like)
Yeah, she a freak on the low (freak on the low, yeah)
Tell me how he ain’t know (he ain’t know?)
She a eater, she a nympho (a nympho)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
She tellin me, she love how we f**kin’

[Verse 1: ManMan Savage]
This bitch she a eater (she a eater)
Bow down to me like I’m Jesus (I’m Jesus)
Hundred bands on the dresser (on the dresser)
Give a bitch hundred reasons (hundred reasons)
Shout she a freak for no reason (for no reason)
Yeah she gone swallow all the semen (all the semen)
I won’t let her take my soul, she a demon (she a demon)
I can tell the way she move, she be schemin’ (she be schemin’)

[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
The girl found me creepin’ on the low (she be creepin’, like)
Yeah, she a freak on the low (freak on the low, yeah)
Tell me how he ain’t know (he ain’t know?)
She a eater, she a nympho (a nympho)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
She tellin me, she love how we f**kin’

[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
EA to LA, my niggas runnin’ shit
And I’m gon’ run some gang if I run into yo bitch
She can’t take it all away
She be runnin’ from the dick
How you talkin’ hella shit
But you be runnin’ from the clique
Servin’ juggies out the whip
Making money since a jit
I spread it round the crib
You spreadin’ rumors like a bitch
She a freak bitch, she a nympho
She a set a nigga up, shoot the info
And I’m talking money moves with my kinfolk
And let her money move but I been broke
And I’m talking money moves with my kinfolk
And let her money move but I been broke
Let’s go

[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
The girl found me creepin’ on the low (she be creepin’, like)
Yeah, she a freak on the low (freak on the low, yeah)
Tell me how he ain’t know (he ain’t know?)
She a eater, she a nympho (a nympho)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
She tellin me, she love how we f**kin’

[Verse 3: 03 Greedo]
Your girl came in creepin’ with the low
She was f**kin’ me back when i was broke
Keep that pussy soaked
Talkin’ like a super soaker
Ran into that bitch in Kroger
Swoop down on a nigga like a vulture
On a motherf**kin’ tip like Pacific Ocean
She come out of San Diego but we met in Oakland
She got fire pussy, best thing smoked
She stay in her own world
And her favorite song’s zoning

[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
The girl found me creepin’ on the low (she be creepin’, like)
Yeah, she a freak on the low (freak on the low, yeah)
Tell me how he ain’t know (he ain’t know?)
She a eater, she a nympho (a nympho)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
Girl don’t fall in love, we just f**kin’ (we just f**kin’)
She tellin me, she love how we f**kin’

Elujay – 580 Lyrics

[Hook]
Do a buck fifty on the 580
And I’m tryna get you home with me
Gas on the pedal, woodgrain dash
I be off the hennessy
Let me get you home one time
I be in my zone one time
Let me get you home one time
I be in zone one time

[Verse]
Whipping back and forth to LA, feeling like it’s Wimbledon
Took a couple L’s I know, so Karma made me win again
I been in my prime so long
Pain is when you innocent
I been in my prime so long
Writing 16’s, I’m feeling like my plate is full
That soul food in my stomach make it hard for me to move
I just wanna live nice, f**k bitches and stay in school
I’m not a rap nigga, just tryna be something cool
I said run it, run it, run it for the free, and the cardio
Lapping niggas out of breath, I’m feeling like I’m Mario
Whipping, whipping, cooking crack, in it for the audio
I put some pressure on penning woods on the patio

[Hook]

Lawrence Rothman – California Paranoia Lyrics

you painted it on my wall
didn’t want me to see it all
covered it with your parasol
but it never rains
in LA

what are you hiding from me
in this house of lucks
punched a hole right through our wall
and saw the picture that was there before

stuck in California paranoia
California paranoia
what would you do?
what would you do?

how could you blame me for my California paranoia

this gift of pain is worrisome
liked it more when i was done
now i can see the end of the girl
and the beginning of the world

stuck in California paranoia
California paranoia
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?

how could you blame me for my California paranoia
California paranoia

oooooh

she’ll never grow old

oooooh

until his stories explode

stuck in California paranoia
stuck in California paranoia
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?

Mustard – Interstate 10 Lyrics (feat. Future)

[Intro: Future & YG]
This shit breaking a nigga heart (Yeah)
The person they want a nigga to be (Where that shit go?)
This shit breaking my heart (The gang)
This shit you never see (10 Summers, yeah)
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo
Flew them Dracos out of LA on a PJ
And we taking off, no delay
No delay, we taking up the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Verse 1: Future]
Audemar baguette, have it tinted, better reli-lax
Money coming through, blue hundreds on impact
Married to the game, cop new pink stones
No new friends, cop five new phone
Aston money, need to be the right one
Double up my cups, ooh-ooh, pop one
Cop new drops, upper echelon
Hustlers dream to live lavish
In the middle of the night go to Saturn
Two-tone Patek, go spazzing
Ten brand new whips in traffic
No evidence, no lacking
Bentley routine, go re-up
Fully loaded magazine when you see us
It’s a full time job tryna stay on point
Glock four-zero, hollow points, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo
Flew them Dracos out of LA on a PJ
And we taking off, no delay
No delay, we taking up the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Verse 2: Future]
Game chose me, I ain’t choose this
Empty out the clip before you lose this
If your city on your back and your shoulder
You gotta rally, you gotta spray like a soldier
Vultures, they come with the territory
V12, your motor is mandatory
Whipping the soda, be cool, do the speed
Make it on Interstate 10 and achieve
This is not regular time, you gon’ bleed
Came from the game, ain’t no trust, pushing keys
From the cook up to the tour bus
You see how far ambition took us
We bring all the hood niggas with us
They non-believers, we made ’em believe us
From my block to your block, they love homicides
Looking like a foreign dealership outside, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and stashed up a benzo
Flew the dracos out at LA on a PJ
And we’re taking off, no delay
No delay, we’re taking off the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Outro: Future]
Interstate 10
We risked it all to get it in
And we would risk it again
It’s breaking my heart, with this currency throwin’
It’s breaking my heart
It’s tearing me up, what you’re doing to me
It’s tearing me apart
This greed and this envy, I don’t know where to go
Don’t know where to start

G Herbo – Sessions Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Uh
[?] fucked up, man
[?] swerve
G Herbo, swerve
Swerve, you know I take over [?]
Yeah man you know me and all my niggas gotta [?], you know
[?] he need the max for his first tape, he don’t even rap for it
DJ Big Drum
Willie the beast
C-Sick

[Verse 1]
I had to run it up again (I had to run it up again)
Lost that shit so quick, I’m thinkin’ back like “What the fuck I spend?”
My homies in the pen, I’m talkin’ to them like “How much I’ve seen?”
I just ran it up, couldn’t even complain, I was built to win (Yeah)
Sometimes I think “Why God keep blessin’ me and I’m committin’ sins?”
How come my bitch keep stressin’ me? Man, look at the crib we in
Hell yeah, I’m livin’ it up with my niggas, look at all the shit we did
And my neck start to hurt when I put my chains on, ’cause them bitches big
Bitch it’s Herbo you know what it is (Swervo)
Everything I do big (Big)
And you might think on this bitch I rap, you could still get pop out with the CIG
Before rap I was trappin’ with big time trapper and stay in the trap I did
When I play a track and that bitch on my left and I put it on cap I did
Late night, [?] off an eighth of the add, it was just me and [?]
I remember it was snow every in the ground, [?] I speed it
[?] somebody, I need it
I’m feelin’ like fightin’ my demons
[?] I was pourin’ them eights in them Sprites, I ain’t even feel like fightin’ my demons
Miss the studio sessions and meet with labels back then I ain’t like [?]

[Bridge]
Now I was at the meet with Epic
How did it go? It was epic
But Swervo you say you still independent, how you was at the meetin’, you flexin’
Just know I’m eatin’, I can teach a thing or two, baby come here, you sexy, uh

[Verse 2]
Brought this shit off [?]
Now I got shout out in Texas
You ‘posed to be real nigga, try and confront, pussy ain’t call, you texted
What if I ain’t never get to check it, I got way too many messages
And you know we gon’ pull up, you know everybody got bullets and we rockin’ [?]
Them checks comin’ in, spendin’ ’em, nothing [?], we makin’ investments
That shit comin’ in, shout out my folk gettin’ in, we fuckin’ with massacres
And that shit gettin’ old, shout out my folk gettin’ off, got chickens and [?]
Who know how to whip? [?] and they want a lil’ less for it
Hurry up ‘fore they [?], out in LA fuckin’ off, givin’ wet hoes the rest of it
Ah shit real deal, they ain’t touchin’ it
Hit us up, we got a bunch of it
My homies on [?] they wanna be crunchin’ it
[?] with my dawgs, [?] they wanna see punchin’ it
Buss down the [?]
V-12 whip, doin’ stuff in it
Like “Bonjour, go on tour, make a lil’ ammount of money shit”
Like “On board, walk [?] explore, don’t make it off the floor”
And your bitch thick just walked past in her dress, she gon’ take it off I’m sure
Finna get another crib, boy
This like number four
I’m a shootin’ score
I’m like [?]
I’ma get money, nigga I’m not a robber or
Bitch I’m a hustler and I’m [?] and my momma’s boy
Jumped in that water and I turned into a piranha, boy
And my slime gon’ kill like an anaconda, boy
Pop a perky, superpowers for real, like a Wakanda boy
Let a nigga disrespect you, man what kind of boy?
Smokin’ straight gelatto this ain’t marijuana, boy
And my bitch black but her hair look like Madonna’s, boy
And I’m a rapper but I move like a don dada, boy
And I’m a savage but they love me like Obama, boy

Juice WRLD – My Life Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
My life in a nutshell
This is my life in a nutshell

[Chorus]
This is my life in a nutshell
Heaven so far away
I’m starting to love hell
They know me for my talent, my talent
But don’t know how my pain feels
These prescriptions that I feel
Never make the pain heal (fuck)

[Verse 1]
Back in the lost and found, I go but i’m more lost than found
I know, I feel so cold in LA like I’m sitting back at home, Chicago
They say living’s harder than dying, I’m willing to gamble that
Find me unresponsive, in a hotel room, girl can you handle that
Worst case scenario, you still hear my songs on the stereo
You still hear my name on the radio
I’ll live forever, forever

[Chorus]
This is my life in a nutshell
Heaven so far away
I’m starting to love hell
They know me for my talent, my talent
But don’t know how my pain feels
These prescriptions that I feel
Never make the pain heal

[Verse 2]
(oooooh, ooh, oooooh, ooooh)
Death melodies I sing, cardiac arrest knows
I hate to bring the negative vibes in the room
But that’s the ugly truth
So much of my life, and time the world’s consumed
I’ll throw the duse, and grab the noose
Onto the next chapter, none of this matters
I been feeling helpless

[Chorus]
This is my life in a nutshell
Heaven so far away
I’m starting to love hell
They know me for my talent, my talent
But don’t know how my pain feels
These prescriptions that I feel
Never make the pain heal

Dax – Ambitionz Az A Ridah Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Man, last time 2Pac came to me in a dream
I was living in Wichita, Kansas
Once I moved to LA, I think it was so many things being thrown at me and [?]
But I’m back now, and I think that [?] caused him to visit me in a dream again
And then inspired me to write this

[Verse]
I’ve been tryna talk, nobody listens
Now I’m famous niggas say I changed, totally different
I’ve been looking up to Pac since I started this mission
So they denounce me, man, I feel like I’m a fucking religion
Don’t you act like you know me
I can’t bear some of you niggas like yogi
People hate but they will follow you closely
Social media’s a circus full of miss guided people who equate a fucking post to a God damn trophy
Man you must be lonely
At the crib sitting by yourself
Pointing the finger at somebody with 3 at yourself
All these people spread shit (sheet) this not Excel
They don’t hate you, son, they hate themselves
Yes
This world is full of sheep
You can count ’em you don’t even have to go sleep
These people shallow swear they woke but they fake deep
Watch a nigga drown we gon’ ride on our enemies
And that a fact facts
It’s been a while since we talked Pac
Remember hit ’em up that mumble rap it ain’t stopped
It’s been 2 years since that dream and I ain’t popped
Maybe if I slur my fucking words I’mma get hot
So what’s the vibe if they sheep then we leading the blind
If ones lost should we waste time and even go find
At what cost do we give up on these human lives
Let me die or will God charge us for that crime
It’s all questions
I think it’s connected
It’s good over evil but the evil get selected
Replenishes by natural selection
This world’s coming to an end
Spend time, not money, with your family and your friends
Pac what direction should I head in
Mainstream star or underground legend
Rapper for the system or rapper for wretched
Swear I almost lost myself but now I’m back and I’m invested
Swear I almost got caught up in the lifestyle
LA living was LA pimping and fucking on these LA bitches
But now I’m focused
And I’m back on track
It’s not about the fucking fall
It’s how you bounce right back
So now what Pac I’m two years older
That first dream wasn’t a fluke I had to build my shoulders
Almost lost my damn mind and my heart got colder
But now I’m ready for the war you can deploy this soldier
So gimme the chance again
No, I will not stop
I’ll spit real til’ the fake have to leave their spot
Ye you know I was a janitor when we last talked
And now I’m cleaning up the game with that same damn mop
Pac do you hear me dawg
I’m trynna make a change
But I ain’t gangsta enough so they call me lame
Fuck the money, fuck the bitches, fuck the fame
I realized that all I have is my damn name
So from here on out the only time, you’ll hear Dax is when it’s out his mouth
I’mma make a fucking change and I have no doubt
So stay tuned and you’ll see what I’m talking about
It’s Dax

[Outro]
I’ve got a lot of stuff [?]
Whatever I drop next is gonna make an impact
It’s Dax

Meghan Trainor – GENETICS Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
My genetics
My genetics
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C

[Verse 1]
Beauty queen since 17
At least to me, I was born with it
Maybelline is good to me
But I believe I was born with it

[Pre-Chorus]
I work and work and work and
I’ve been working on myself
But I can’t take cred cause it’s from somebody else
Watch me work and work and work and
I’ve been sweating on myself
All them boys, all them girls, make ’em stop

[Chorus]
How you get that bod?
Is it from God?
Did you work real hard?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass?
Is it all fake?
Made in LA?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Verse 2]
My DNA is graded A
You see this face, I was born with it
I ain’t ashamed to say one day I might upgrade
I could fuss with it

[Pre-Chorus]
I work and work and work and
I’ve been working on myself
But I can’t take cred cause it’s from somebody else
Watch me work and work and work and
I’ve been sweating on myself
All them boys, all them girls, make ’em stop

[Chorus]
How you get that bod? (Bod)
Is it from God? (Is it? Ah)
Did you work real hard? (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass? (How you get that?)
Is it all fake? (Is it all fake?)
Made in LA? (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus]
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)
My genetics
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Bridge]
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics
My genetics (Ah)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ah)
My genetics (Ah)
My genetics
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Chorus]
How you get that bod? (How you get that bod?)
Is it from God? (Is it from God?)
Did you work real hard? (Did you work real hard?)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass?
Tell me, is it all fake?
Made in LA?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)

[Outro]
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics (Is it from God?)
My genetics (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics (Is it from God?)
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

Snoop Dogg – First Place Lyrics

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[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I  gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
OG,  S-N-double O-P
Money talk, nigga, bullshit walk
‘Fore  a nigga show up, gotta envelope me
Big dog, you could never short me (What?)
I need it all upfront, no backend
Since a lil’ nigga, Dogg got it crackin’
On  deck all times, no lacking
Head on swivel ’cause anything can happen
I was banging before I was rapping (Rapping)
I was slanging before it was trapping (Trapping)
Always on go, it’s automatic
Gold medal caught my eye, I gotta have it
We lost Nip too soon, that’s tragic
But he gave LA more wins than Magic
More wins than Kobe and Shaq did
Champions never die, they everlasting

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I’m a boss, I’m a genius, I can’t turn it off
A lot of niggas not caught from this cloth
You are witnessing a gangster evolve
After all the run-ins with the law (What?)
After life threw me all them curveballs (Curveballs)
You’da thought I gave up, but nah (Nah)
Grow man, thug it out, stand tall
Who sold millions of records and balled?
Never slowed up, no no, not at all
From the streets of Long Beach, it’s the Dogg
I hustled every day, how you think I got it all?
Did it my way, I done broke a lot of laws
Always came in first place, I ain’t never tied with y’all
Everything real, I ain’t never lied to y’all
First place (First place)

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

Alec Benjamin – Jesus In LA Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side
I said, “Tell me what you think”

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level
Said, “Son, you’re not special
You won’t find him where you think”

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA

[Verse 2]
Took a sip of his whiskey
Said, “Now that you’re with me
Well, I think that you should stay”
Yeah, I know you’ve been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I’m not your savior
Know I’m not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said “Come down to my level
Hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end…

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA”

[Bridge]
And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
And I don’t care what they say

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
I won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I’m tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just 16
Packed my bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA

Rich the Kid – Ring Ring Lyrics

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[Intro: Vory]
Someone hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love, that’s all I need, yeah

[Verse 1: Vory]
Know it ain’t real ’til she tat my name, yeah
Everybody feel but don’t feel my pain, yeah
Everybody say but don’t say my name, yeah
Sayin’ she changed but she still the same
They been tryna get me, tryna reach
Feelin’ like Dolph, nigga, preach
Brother, he might never get release
Feelin’ like I’m on, I need to
They just wanna see the kid deceased
Yeah, she always tryna get a piece
In the house but she ain’t on the leash
Cut her off, lil’ mama get released, oh yeah
Put them diamonds your neck, yeah
Don’t you ever forget, yeah
I’m with only Pateks, yeah
I don’t do no Rolexs, yay
She know this been a hell of a day
In Miami, my condo, I’m late
‘Cause a nigga got tired of LA, oh yay

[Chorus: Vory]
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
You trust, baby, want your love, baby
That’s all I need, yeah, I just can’t leave, yeah
That pussy certified (Certified)
Girl, I know it’s love, I see it in your eyes
If she want a Birkin, I’ma buy her five
With them other niggas, guess she wasn’t satisfied
Give me a ring-ring, one call
I might cry, cry for you, baby
I might die, die for you, baby
Do a drive-by for you, baby
I won’t never lie to you, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
I’m gon’ always be right here (Right here)
You won’t never have no tears (No tears)
Ice on all your wrists (Your wrists)
One call, ring-ring, yeah (Yeah)
Wouldn’t trade you for the world, that’s what you mean, yeah (That’s what you mean, yeah)
Rich

[Chorus: Vory]
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one

Hozier – Nobody Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know it is twelve o’clock in Soho, baby
It’s gin o’clock where I wake up, I don’t know
And I think about you, lo, everywhere I go
And I’ve done everythin’ and I’ve been everywhere, you know

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been fed gold by sweet fools in Abu Dhabi
And I’ve danced real slow with Rockettes on Dodge and Molly

[Chorus]
But I’ve had no love like your love, ooh, I’m nobody
I’d be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint
I wouldn’t fall for someone I thought couldn’t misbehave
But I want you to know that I’ve had no love like your love

[Verse 2]
Honey, when you warm the bed on Wednesday
It’s suicide Tuesday back in LA
If I had the choice between here and Illinois
Excitement of a thousand dollars turnin’ up your voice

[Pre-Chorus]
At first chance, I’d take the bed warmed by the body, woo
I once warmed my hands over a burnin’ Maserati, woo

[Chorus]
Still I’ve had no love like your love from nobody
I’d be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint
I wouldn’t fall for someone I thought couldn’t misbehave
But I want you to know that I’ve had no love like your love
And on the other side, why should we deny the truth?
We could have less to worry about, honey, I won’t lie to you
But everything I do, I’ve had no love like your love

blackbear – cocaine carolina (cover) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina
Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two
God knows how much I adored her, I just could not afford her
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 2]
Oh someone said if I was lucky, I could go to Kentucky
Lexington was famous for it’s strip clubs and it’s pills
Carolina oh we should get up, don’t you know we’ll have to split up
Maybe I should go back to California

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Outro]
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

NAV – Know Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up
Diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain’t cuffing that bitch (no), that ain’t on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I fucked her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own lane
Like Gunna, I drip insane
Make a smart girl give me brain
Let the perkys kill my pain
Break a hundred, tell her keep the change
Now the Gucci store know my name
Hottest brown boy in the game

[Chorus]
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin’, VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna fuck, no kissin’, peasant bitches can’t kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin’
(Yeah, bling bling) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah, ching ching) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting

[Verse 2]
I’m TT (hmm), rolling up the dope
Bad bitch freaky (hmm), grab the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a boat
Get shot like Ricky (hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
Gucci stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my RILP inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a dream I was in a cell
380 racks can book me, you know all my tickets gon sell

[Chorus]
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin’, VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna fuck, no kissin’, peasant bitches can’t kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin’
(Yeah, bling bling) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah, ching ching) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting

Sabrina Carpenter – Paris lyrics

If I ask that boy to jump, I know he would
He don’t even have to say, it’s understood
He treat me nice, he treat me right, he treat me good
Still I get so hesitant, still I get so hesitant
So I took myself where I think I should be
Someone told me that he’s waiting here for me
Parisian nights, Parisian hot, Parisian breeze
Feeding me like medicine, feeding me like medicine, yeah

It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
Yeah, I already have love in LA

If you show me too much love, it makes me leave
Guess it’s one of many things that’s wrong with me
Looking past you when you’re right in front of me
I won’t do that anymore, I won’t do that anymore
Why’d it take so long for me to know this?
Scared to put the water with the roses
Halfway across the world for me to notice
But I know this, yeah I know this, yeah

It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA

Je ne voulais pas trouver l’amour
Mais Paris a quelque chose
Qui donne envie d’aimer, d’aimer passionément
Mon coeur est à toi pour toujours
You will always have my heart

It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA (Already have love)
It’s so romantic in Paris (So romantic in Paris)
Won’t even try to compare it (I know that I try)
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
It’s so romantic in Paris
Won’t even try to compare it
Thought I was sure that I’d find it
But I already have love in LA
But I already have love in LA