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The ‘Naked Philanthropist’ Is Now Fundraising For Puerto Rico

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Earlier this month, Instagram influencer and model Kaylen Ward — aka “The Naked Philanthropist” — went viral after reportedly raising over $1 million for wildfire relief efforts in Australia. And now, she’s doing it again for Puerto Rico.

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As you likely heard, Puerto Rico has been in a state of emergency following a recent series of devastating earthquakes that have displaced thousands of people and left many more without power and water.

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So in response, Ward took to her Twitter to announce a second fundraiser for the island.

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Similarly to her highly publicized Australia campaign, anyone who can post proof that they donated $10 or more to a Puerto Rican earthquake aid organization will be sent a nude. Not only that, but Ward said that she will also be donating 30 percent of her OnlyFans profits to a few Puerto Rican charities, per Business Insider.

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See her posts about the fundraiser, below.

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I’m sending nudes to every person who donates atleast $10 to any one of these fundraisers for the earthquakes in Puerto Rico. You must post your donation confirmation in the comments below. Let’s help save Puerto Rico. #PuertoRicoEarthquake pic.twitter.com/YdOPI3KBtw

— THE NAKED PHILANTHROPIST (@lilearthangelk) January 15, 2020 None

It’s easier for me to keep up with who donated if you post screenshots below! My DMs are closed but I will send the pic to your DM once you donate. Retweet to spread awareness

— THE NAKED PHILANTHROPIST (@lilearthangelk) January 15, 2020 None

Photo via Twitter / @LilEarthAngelK

Kash Doll – Paid Bitches Lyrics

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Play this song

[Intro]
No fuck niggas
Paid bitches
Made niggas
Paid bitches

[Refrain]
Don’t touch, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? No fuck niggas (No fuck niggas)
You mad bitches, but bad bitches fuck with bad bitches (Know you mad)
If I fuck niggas, so what? Bitches, they made niggas (Real niggas)
They call us hoes and bitches, so what, nigga? We paid bitches (Paid bitches)

[Verse 1]
Kash, there’s only one of her
Y’all don’t even know what the cold streets done to her
This is an obituary, servin’ all customers
Kinda like a cemetery, all these hoes under her
Bitches ain’t rappin’ right, I’ma call the coroner
Plus I got an appetite, hungry as a foreigner
Step in the room, nobody be ignorin’ her
See a lil’ ass, wanna see a lil’ more of her
But you can’t fuck every nigga that you meet
Bougie for the green, movie, preview
Coochie, panties, Gucci, see through
Poke it on out, let a little booty peek through
Bitch, I’m in beast mode, like I got a cheat code
And I’m from the street, ho
Quick to let the heat blow
Pussy like a hurricane, Florida, Puerto Rico
Flow on Disney, wet, Nemo, uh

[Chorus]
Whip it right and make him want the rock
Trappin’ hard, I’m right up on the block
Pack the car and drive it to your spot
Avatar, I got the bluest watch
In my life, yeah, I done lost a lot
Bitch, I get my money off the top
Heard ’em say I wasn’t gonna pop
‘Til they heard a couple hundred shots

[Verse 2]
Bet your mouth get wet when you see me too
I know my alphabets, I’m on my P’s and Q’s
Kash snap, this is season two
I take your oxygen, I want no reason to
I come from the dead zone
Known for being violent
Brown skin and redbones
Niggas be so childish
I shake it like a red nose
Heaven when I ride it
He only give me head though
I don’t let him get inside it, uh
Kash reigns forever
My shit just wetter, nigga, can’t you tell her? Uh
If a bitch ain’t me, then she can’t be better
Money good, but I still hit a stain whatever
But serve the trap
You heard of that, the birds is patched
You heard the clap, the dirt is packed
You get lowered in the Earth in fact
We all turn to crack
Now was it worth the scratch?
I’m from the murder cap’

[Chorus]
Whip it right and make him want the rock
Trappin’ hard, I’m right up on the block
Pack the car and drive it to your spot
Avatar, I got the bluest watch
In my life, yeah, I done lost a lot
Bitch, I get my money off the top
Heard ’em say I wasn’t gonna pop
‘Til they heard a couple hundred shots

[Refrain]
Don’t touch, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? No fuck niggas (No fuck niggas)
You mad bitches, but bad bitches fuck with bad bitches (Fuck with bad bitches)
If I fuck niggas, so what? Bitches, they made niggas (Made niggas)
They call us hoes and bitches, so what, nigga? We paid bitches (Paid bitches)
Don’t touch, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? No fuck niggas (Fuck niggas, uh-uh)
You mad bitches, but bad bitches fuck with bad bitches (You don’t know)
If I fuck niggas, so what? Bitches, they made niggas (Top niggas)
They call us hoes and bitches, so what, nigga? We paid bitches (Paid bitches, uh)

[Outro]
No fuck niggas
Paid bitches
Made niggas
Paid bitches
Fuck niggas
Paid bitches
Made niggas
Paid bitches

Kevin Gates – Double Dutch Lyrics

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Play this song

[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre you wanna come out here?
Who  you talking up?
Ay,  please leave me alone
I’m on the Breadwinner swim team
I dived into you shit

[Verse 1]
Every  night I pray to God that the Lord forgive me
Somebody  try me and don’t top me‚ then they coming with me
You just be talkin’‚ I be stalkin’ with that mini Glizzy
You  ever cross me‚ I’ma lay you in a coffin with it
I been thuggin’ all my life, this a cold sport
Big ol’ Muslim up in rank, and I’m like Jeff Fort

[Bridge]
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch,  you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch, you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
They know we move like ghosts out here
I’m moving in the signs of these nine you heard me?
I pull up by myself solo, presidential
I got 10,000 angels with me, you know what I’m saying
[?] was knowing how I was coming

[Verse 2]
Division 9 gang members saying they gon’ fly today
I got my shirt off in this bitch, like why this bitch ain’t flyin’ yet?
I’m up in rank and mutual con, I got mayco and fog
I got bricks of that perico, I’m a Puerto Rico dog
They said I couldn’t kill my way to the ClearPort
But where I’m from, you want respect, you gotta kill for it
Hold up let me take this call, this lil’ bitch, her fine-ass
Put that pussy on me slow, bow-bow, grip her fine ass
Our videos, we don’t post, old hoes do the most
Me and bae made a toast, look at them like jokes
Get to turning up my nose, if they ever wanna approach

[Chorus]
Like what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts

[Verse 3]
Amsterdam, by the water, bitch, I’m in a dam with it
Used to do Camaro’s on a slab with the wham in it
Now I’m seeing things, living foreign, sippin’ teas, I’m important
Yellow thing, we recording, riding me like a ‘Rari
I’ma keep standing tall, tatted back, and I’m scarred
Like a [?], big dreams, got ’em all (Thumbin’ through it)
I’m in magazines, I don’t pour it
I’m takin’ chances, made a champion
Half of you who judge me, probably wouldn’t know what disaster was
Phone number’s platinum, I got action on the cannabis
We not like we used to, you not on my calendar
Heavy in my new coupe, no one in the passenger

[Chorus]
She like, what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts

Belly – Dust Lyrics

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[Verse 1: French Montana]
[?] jetski’s puerto rico waters
Cash for foregins
Call me Aston Martin Lawrence
Florence, the machine hunnit round machine of Florance
In the hood robbin, robbing hood feed the homeless
[?]
[?]
Rip the top off my wrist [?] left hook
Hurricane Chris left hook, Westbrooke
Diamond chains how you looking like stinky fingers
I be [?] with the technique
My V103 like bread street
Thats straight cash, me and Belly with [?]
40 sound like a plane crash

[Chorus: Belly]
I can’t get away
Money keep on falling (falling)
Every time I try to leave it alone
I swear it keep on calling (calling)
I can’t get away
Keep on falling (falling)
Every time I try to leave it alone
I swear it keep on calling (calling)

[Verse 2: Belly]
I’ve been reala
My pen illa’ (aye)
You softer than Ben Stiller and a chinchilla (yeah)
[?] who got the keys to my beamer
The [?] (aye)
Fuck the clout we define the culture
So they keep us in the vault just to sign the vultures (yeah)
Designer holsters, ferragamo loafers
Ove time, still balling thought my time was over (look)
Look, up north I’m the [?] and the duck sauce (woo)
Tryna shake the paranoia from the drugs off (yeah)
No love lost, but you know that love costs
You made me go and get my heart knock the dust off
Dust, dust off
Dust, dust off
[?], dust off
Shake the motherfucking dust off

[Chorus: Belly]
I can’t get away
Money keep on falling (falling)
Every time I try to leave it alone , I swear it keep on calling (calling)
I can’t get away
Keep on falling (falling)
Every time I try to leave it alone , I swear it keep on calling (calling)

[Outro: Belly]
Keep on calling, keep on calling, keep on calling, keep on calling
Keep on calling, keep on calling, keep on calling calling
Dust, dust, dust, dust off
Dust, dust, dust, dust off

Marc Anthony – Esta Rico lyrics

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[Intro: Will Smith, Bad Bunny & Marc Anthony]
Marc Anthony
Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be-be-be
Will Smith
Haciendo historia
Haha, woo

[Pre-Coro: Marc Anthony]
Tú quieres algo y se te ve
Aquí hay ambiente pa’ ahora y pa’ después
Ya tú probaste, la otra vez
Por eso sabes-

[Coro: Marc Anthony]
Que esto está rico
Está rico
Está rico
Tú sabes que esto está rico
Está rico
Esto está rico
Tú sabes que esto está rico

[Verso 1: Will Smith]
Hola, yes, it’s the Prince
In an unmarked car with the tints
Marc Anthony with the new anthem
Yeah, I know, is a lil’ intense
Ferragamo on the collar
We gon’ mash a throttle in Miami harbor
Girl, you want me like a shadow
You make the move, make it matter
Hey now, well I guess we can play now
Blend my Philly way now
With your latina sway now
Sacude tu cadera (pull up!)
Always taking pictures (woo!)
Laughing, blowing kisses
I think you’re delicious
Marc, what this is?

[Coro: Marc Anthony & Will Smith]
Está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Tú sabes que esto está rico (oh-oh)
Que está rico (oh-oh)
Esto está rico (oh-oh)
Tú sabes-

[Verso 2: Bad Bunny]
Ey, si tú tienes un novio, mami, no lo digas
Enamora’o de ese culo, Dios lo bendiga
Ey, tráete a tus amigas
Dura, dura, dura, ella no tiene liga
Desde aquí pa’l bote
Chiquita con el booty bien grandote
Me lo hace ricote (ye)
Me pone bellaco y hace que se note
Échate el spray
Vamos pa’ la sombra que hoy te voy hacer las de Grey (¡wouh!)
Si quieres te echo otro pero dame un break

[Coro: Marc Anthony, Will Smith & Bad Bunny]
Que esto está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Esto está rico (oh-oh)
Tú sabes que esto está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Esto está rico (oh-oh)
(Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be)
Tú sabes-

[Verso 3: Marc Anthony]
¿Dónde?
Donde sea rico si es contigo
Da lo mismo Nueva York o Londres
Si quieres te llevo a Puerto Rico
Y lo hacemos rico

[Puente: Will Smith & Marc Anthony]
Sacude tu cadera (oooh-oooh)
Always taking pictures
Laughing, blowing kisses (oooh-oooh)
I think your delicious
Sacude tu cadera (oooh-oooh)
Always taking pictures
Laughing, blowing kisses (oooh-oooh)
I think your delicious

[Pre-Coro: Marc Anthony]
Tú quieres algo y se te ve
Aquí hay ambiente pa’ ahora y pa’ después
Ya tú probaste la otra vez
Por eso sabes-

[Coro: Marc Anthony, Will Smith & Bad Bunny]
Que esto está rico
Esto está rico
Esto está rico
Tú sabes que esto está rico
Esto está rico

[Outro: Will Smith & Bad Bunny]
For the people, one time
Alright you gotta play that again
You gotta play that again
Thats fire right?
Yeah, esto está rico
Y tú estas rica, hoy yo te lo hago bien rico
Ey, como lo hacemos en Puerto Rico
Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be-be-be

J Balvin – Mi Gente (Remix) lyrics

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(feat. Beyoncé & Willy William)

[Verso 1: J Balvin & Beyoncé]
Si el ritmo te lleva a mover la cabeza ya empezamos cómo es
Mi música no discrimina a nadie así que vamos a romper

Con lo mío todos se mueven
La fiesta la llevo en mis genes
Yo soy la reina de los nenes
Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir

Si el ritmo está en tu cabeza
Ahora suéltate y mueve los pies
Me encanta cuando el bajo suena
Empezamos a subir de nivel

Toda mi gente se mueve
La fiesta la llevo en mis genes
Yo soy la reina de los nenes
Mi musica los tiene fuerte bailando y se baila así

[Verso 2: Willy William & Beyoncé]
Tamo’ rompiendo la discoteca
La fiesta no para, apenas comienza
C’est comme-ci, c’est comme-ça
Ma chèrie, la la la la la
Francia, Colombia, Houston (Freeze)
J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé (Freeze)
Los DJ’s no mienten, le gusta a mi gente y eso se fue mundial (Freeze)
No le bajamos, más nunca paramos es otro palo y ¡Blam!

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
Azul, are you with me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Ay yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verso 3: Beyoncé]
He say my body stay wetter than the ocean
And he say that Creole in my body is like a potion
I can be a beast or I can give you emotion
But please don’t question my devotion
I been giving birth on these haters ’cause I’m fertile
See these double Cs on this bag, murda
Want my double Ds in his bed, Serta
If you really love me make an album about me, word up

Soon as I walk in
Boys start they talkin
Right as that booty sway (Freeze)
Slay
Lift up your people
From Texas, Puerto Rico
Dem’ islands to México (Freeze)

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mais fais bouger la tête (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
¿Y dónde está mi gente? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Ay yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verso 4: J Balvin & Beyoncé]
Esquina a esquina, de ahí no’ vamo’ (de ahí no’ vamo’)
El mundo es grande pero lo tengo en mi’ manos
Estoy muy duro, sí, ok, ahí vamos
Y con el tiempo nos seguimos elevando

Que seguimos rompiendo aquí
Esta fiesta no tiene fin
Botellas para arriba, sí
Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé, (Blue Ivy)]
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
Azul, are you with me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Oh, yes, I am)

[Outro: J Balvin]
Worldwide
Willy William
J Balvin, man
Uh huh, Uh huh
Uh huh, Uh huh

Joyner Lucas – I’m Not Racist lyrics

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[Verse 1]
With all due respect
I don’t have pity for you black niggas, that’s the way I feel
Screamin’ “Black Lives Matter”
All the black guys rather be deadbeats than pay your bills
Yellin’ “Nigga this” and “Nigga that”
Call everybody “Nigga” and get a nigga mad
As soon as I say “Nigga” then everyone react
And wanna swing at me and call me racist ’cause I ain’t black
Well pound that then
Talkin’ about slavery like you was around back then
Like you was pickin’ cotton off the fuckin’ ground back then
Like you was on the plantation gettin’ down back then
Aight, look, I see a black man aimin’ his gun
But I’d rather see a black man claimin’ his son
And I don’t mean just for one day and you done
I mean, you still trapped in a rut
And I work my ass off and I pay my taxes for what?
So you can keep livin’ off free government assistance?
Food stamps for your children, but you’re still tryna sell ’em
For some weed and some liquor or a fuckin’ babysitter
While you party on the road ’cause you ain’t got no fuckin’ goals?
You already late
You motherfuckas needa get your damn priorities straight
Wait, it’s like you’re proud to be fake
But you lazy as fuck and you’d rather sell drugs
Than get a job and be straight
And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate
Fuck outta my face! You can’t escape problems
You can pray for some change but can’t break a dollar
Got nobody else to blame, so you blame Donald
“They fuck the world with a Make America Great condom”
My voice been back
I’m not racist, my sister’s boyfriend’s black
I’m not racist, my sister-in-law’s baby cousin Tracy
Got a brother and his girlfriend’s black
My head’s in the cloud
Heard there’s not enough jobs for all the men in your house
Maybe we should build a wall to keep the Mexicans out
Or maybe we should send ’em all to the ghetto for now
I’m not racist, and I never lie
But I think there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
I worship the Einsteins, study the Steve Jobs
But you ride 2Pac’s dick like he was a fuckin’ god, oh my god!
And all you care about is rappin’
And stuntin’ and bein ratchet, and that’s the nigga within you
Music rotting your brain and slowly start to convince you
Then you let your kids listen and then the cycle continues
Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks
Blame it on everybody except for your own race
Blame it on white privileges, blame it on white kids
And just blame it on white citizens, same with the vice president
Bunch of class clowns
Niggas kneelin’ on the field, that’s a flag down
How dare you try to make demands for this money?
You gon’ show us some respect, you gon’ stand for this country, nigger!
I’m not racist, I’m just prepared for this type of war
I heard Eminem’s rap at the awards, who’s he fightin’ for?
Y’all can take that motherfucker too, he ain’t white no more
It’s like you wanna be so famous
You’ll do anything for attention and a little payment
I can’t take you nowhere without people pointin’ fingers
Pants hangin’ off your ass, you ain’t got no home trainin’?
Put your fuckin’ pants up, nigga! Put that suit back on!
Take that du-rag off! Take that gold out your mouth!
Quit the pitiful stuff
And then maybe police would stop killin’ you fucks
Yo, what the fuck?! I’m not racist
It’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’ but split into two floors
I’m not racist
But there’s two sides to every story, I wish that I knew yours
I wish that I knew yours
I’m not racist, I swear

[Verse 2]
With all disrespect
I don’t really like you white motherfuckers, that’s just where I’m at
Screaming “All Lives Matter”
Is a protest to my protest, what kind of shit is that?
And that’s one war you’ll never win
The power in the word “Nigga” is a different sin
We shouldn’t say it but we do, and that just what it is
But that don’t mean that you can say it just ’cause you got nigga friends
Nigga, that word was originated for you to keep us under
And when we use it, we know that’s just how we greet each other
And when you use it, we know there’s a double meaning under
And even if I wasn’t picking cotton physically
That don’t mean I’m not affected by the history
My grandmomma was a slave, that shit gets to me
And you ain’t got no motherfucking sympathy, you pussy nigga!
I’m sorry you can never feel my life
Tryna have faith, but I never felt alright
It’s hard to elevate when this country’s ran by whites
Judging me by my skin color and my blackness
Tryna find a job but ain’t nobody call me back yet
Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet
You crackers ain’t slick, this is all a part of your tactics
Don’t talk about no motherfucking taxes
When I ain’t making no dough
You think you know everything but you don’t
You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know
Tryna steal black culture and then make it your own, whoa
Fuck, I’m exhausted
I can’t even drive without the cops tryna start shit
I’m tired of the systematic racism bullshit
All you do is false shit, this the shit that I’m forced with
And you don’t know shit about my people, that’s what bothers you
You don’t know about no fried chicken and no barbecue
You don’t know about the two-step or no loose change
You don’t know about no 2 Chainz or no Kool-Aid, you don’t know!
And even though Barack was half as black
You hated president Obama, I know that’s a fact
You couldn’t wait to get him out and put a cracker back
And then you gave us Donald Trump and now it’s payback for that
I’m not racist, I never lied
But I know there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin’ god
He was fighting for his life way before he fuckin’ died, nigga, die nigga!
And all you care about is money and power
And being ugly and that’s the cracker within you
Hatred all in your brain, it slowly start to convince you
And then you teach it to your children until the cycle continue
Blame it on Puerto Rico, blame it on OJ
Blame it on everybody, except for your own race
Blame it on black niggas and blame it on black citizens
Aim at the black businesses, I ain’t saying I’m innocent
But, I might be any day now
Treatin’ everybody how you want and any way how
I swear North Korea ’bout to bomb us any day now
And now I’m duckin’ everytime I hear a fuckin’ plane now, shit
You know I make a lot of sense but you just can’t admit it
When Eminem went against Trump, that was the illest
‘Cause even though he’s white, he let us know he standin’ with us
I’m not racist, but I cry a lot
You don’t know what it’s like to be in a frying pot
You don’t know what it’s like to mind your business
And get stopped by the cops and not know if you ’bout to die or not
You worry ’bout your life, so you take mine
I love you but I fuckin’ hate you at the same time
I wish we could trade shoes or we could change lives
So we could understand each other more but that’d take time
I’m not racist
It’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’ but splittin’ the both sides
I’m not racist
But there’s two sides to every story and now you know mine

[Outro]
Can’t erase the scars with a bandage
I’m hopin’ maybe we can come to an understandin’
Agree to disagree, we could have an understandin’
I’m not racist

Hannibal Abdullah-El – You Can’t See The ‘G’ In Me lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Asking me to be a wack MC is blasphemy
Like a bonzai tree
W/o a leaf ain’t that a tragedy
Why you mad at me
You one o’ tha’ sadducees
Baddest cuz I had 2 be
Cock back reload they all ran from me
Now I walk around empty handed never stranded
Accelerated, after I excelled how I planned it
Guaranteed to get a club hoppin’
Head nodding
Toes tapping
Fingers popping
Don’t want to kill for a meal
Rather get degrees than have 2 roll w/tha steel
Attitudes can get ya noodles spilled
By the king o’ tha hill
Daz fa real
Well but play ill ,
Milk is chillin
Sold in vacant buildings
Somebody blew off half his face
We caught feelings
Thats how it went down in my hood
All bad sometimes good

[Chorus]
One things the same
That is the game
No room fa’ lames
Only 4 pain -n- shame
“you can’t see the ‘G’ in me”

[Verse 2]
Walked the mainline
Didn’t nobody take mines
Worst than columbine
When I deal with my enemies
Psy op projects
I am who you pretend to be
See it in yo eyes
You a enemy
No friend of me
Seen people let go
And they foe
Keep they head low
Echo from the 44
Rings in the ghetto
From L.A.,
Back to New York,
Soweto
Playing this heavy metal hip-hop
Hit tha gas pedal
On Crenshaw -n- Slauson
Flawsing, often, coughin’
Wrong words can be tha nails in yo’ coffin
Whoop,
B4 I kick ass fast
Blast,
W/o a ski mask
Wuz da task don’t ask
Drink shine out my flask
Growed up,
Then blowed up
Fly by,
Throw tha dub up
Don’t sleep,
Stay up
Push ups
West up ‘Cup’?
Time ain’t up
Overtime on tha’ grind
Always in tha public eye
I ain’t never hard to find

[Chorus]
One things the same
That is the game
No room fa’ lames
Only 4 pain -n- shame
“you can’t see the ‘G’ in me”

[Verse 3]

Went from broke hoes
-n- Velcro’s
New clothes
-n- packed shows
Juxtapose a black -n- red rose
In studios
Shows I’m pre-disposed
Not 2 disclose my life woes
Puerto Rico’s primos
Logos
Cargoes in boroughs
Smoke hydro
Sip merlot
Black crows
Black flows
Black codes
Dark nights
Black roads
Recognition of modes
I’m outta mind
-n- make sense at tha’ same time
Drop a line
And make ya mind
Push play rewind
I’m tha’ Moore
Who sat by Tha door
Ready 4 world war 4
Be ready 2 score
Men long shore
Worst than Thomas Hobbes
W/odd jobs
When I mob
With out the mob
Say ‘Leviathan’ or get robbed
My feng shui
Make em pay
Instant replay
Like a DJ
Do what I
F.ck what he say!

[Chorus]
One things the same
That is the game
No room fa’ lames
Only 4 pain -n- shame
“you can’t see the ‘G’ in me”

Luis Fonsi – Despacito (English) (feat. Daddy Yankee) lyrics

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Yes, you know that I’ve been looking at you for a while
I have to dance with you today (DY)
I saw, that your look was calling me
Show me the way that I’m going oh
You you are the magnet and I’m the metal
I’m getting closer and I’m setting up the plan
Just the thought of It accelerates the pulse
Now I’m enjoying it more than usual
All my senses are asking for more
This must be taken without any trouble

[Verse 1]
Slowly
I want to breathe your neck slowly
Let me tell you things in your ears
So that you remember when you’re not with me
Slowly
I want to undress you with kisses slowly
Sign the walls of your labrynth
And make your whole body a manuscript
Turn it up turn it up….. turn it up, turn it up

[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna see you dance
I wanna be your rhythm
I want you to show me
Your favourite places places places Places
Let me surpass your danger zones
To make you scream
And forget your name

[Post-Chorus]
DY
If I ask you for a kiss , come give It to me
I know that you’re thinking about it
I’ve been trying for some time
Mommy this is giving and giving it
You know that your heart with me makes you bom bom
You know that this baby is looking for my bom bom
Come test my mouth to see what It taste like to you
I want to see how much love do you have
I’m not in a hurry , I want to do the trip
Let’s start slowly then wildly

[Verse 2]
Step by step, soft softly
We are going to get caught little by little
When you kiss me so skillfully
I think that you’re malicious delicately
Step by step, soft softly
We’re going to get caught, little by little
And it’s just that this beauty is a puzzle
But to put it together here I have the pieces

[Pre-Chorus]
Slowly
I wanna breathe your neck slowly
Let me whisper things into your ear
So that you remember if you’re not with me
Slowly
I wanna undress you with kisses slowly
Sign the walls of your laberinth
And make your whole body a manuscript
Turn it up

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna see you dance
I wanna be your rhythm
I want you to show me
Your favourite places
Let me surpass your danger zones
Till I make you scream
And forget your name
Slowly
We will do It on the beach in Puerto Rico
Till the waves scream dear lord
So that my seal stays with you

[Outro]
Step by step, soft softly
We’re going to get caught little by little
I want you to show me
Your favourite places places places Places
Step by step, soft softly
We’re going to get caught little by little
To make you scream (Fonsi)
And forget your name (DY)
Slowly

Luis Fonsi – Despacito (Remix) (feat. Daddy Yankee & Justin Bieber) lyrics

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Letra del remix de “Despacito” con Justin Bieber, Luis Fonsi y Daddy Yankee
[English Translation]

[Intro: Justin Bieber]
Comin’ over in my direction
So thankful for that, it’s such a blessin’, yeah
Turn every situation into heaven, yeah
Oh-oh, you are
My sunrise on the darkest day
Got me feelin’ some kind of way
Make me wanna savor every moment slowly, slowly
You fit me tailor-made, love how you put it on
Got the only key, know how to turn it on
The way you nibble on my ear, the only words I wanna hear
Baby, take it slow so we can last long

[Verso 1: Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee]
¡Oh! Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal
Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan
Sólo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (oh yeah)
Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal
Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más
Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro

[Coro: Justin Bieber & Luis Fonsi / Daddy Yankee]
Despacito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Despacito
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito
(Sube, sube, sube
Sube, sube)

[Post-Coro: Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee]
Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo (woah, woah)
Que le enseñes a mi boca (woah, woah)
Tus lugares favoritos (favorito, favorito, baby)
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro (woah, woah)
Hasta provocar tus gritos (woah, woah)
Y que olvides tu apellido

[Verso 2: Daddy Yankee]
Si te pido un beso, ven, dámelo, yo sé que estás pensándolo
Llevo tiempo intentándolo, mami, esto es dando y dándolo
Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bom, bom
Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bom, bom
Ven, prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe
Quiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe
Yo no tengo prisa, yo me quiero dar el viaje
Empecemos lento, después salvaje

[Pre-Coro: Daddy Yankee & Justin Bieber / Daddy Yankee]
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Cuando tú me besas con esa destreza
Veo que eres malicia con delicadeza
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Y es que esa belleza es un rompecabezas
Pero pa’ montarlo aquí tengo la pieza
¡Oye!

[Coro: Justin Bieber & Luis Fonsi / Daddy Yankee]
Despacito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Despacito
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito
(Sube, sube, sube
Sube, sube)

[Post-Coro: Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee]
Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo (woah, woah)
Que le enseñes a mi boca (woah, woah)
Tus lugares favoritos (favorito, favorito, baby)
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro (woah, woah)
Hasta provocar tus gritos (woah, woah)
Y que olvides tu apellido

[Puente: Luis Fonsi]
Despacito
This is how we do it down in Puerto Rico
I just wanna hear you screaming, “¡Ay, Bendito!”
I can move forever cuando esté contigo
¡Bailalo!

[Post-Coro: Daddy Yankee, Luis Fonsi & Justin Bieber]
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Tus lugares favoritos
(Favorito, favorito, baby)
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Hasta provocar tus gritos (Fonsi)
Y que olvides tu apellido (D.Y.)
Despacito

Nacho, Wisin & Noriel – No Te Vas (Remix)

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[Intro: Wisin]
Doble U

[Verso 1: Noriel, Wisin]
Me dejé llevar por las ganas de verte, no pude aguantarme
(dame una oportunidad)
Mi corazón me dijo "Vete, encuéntrala" y vine a buscarte
Yo vine esta noche con ganas de robarte un beso
Aunque sé que no me conoces

[Estribillo: Nacho, Wisin]
De aquí no te vas sin mí
De aquí no me voy sin ti
Aposté todo para verte
Sé que un día correré la suerte
De ganar en el amor contigo
Tu futuro será mejor conmigo

De aquí no te vas sin mí
De aquí no me voy sin ti (te estoy cazando)
Aposté todo para verte
Sólo es cuestión de suerte
En ese juego del amor
Me convertí en un ganador (okey, bebé, estoy listo)

[Verso 2: Wisin]
Baby, voy por ti (duro)
Desde el día en que yo te vi
Tú me miraste al instante, entendí
Que eras tú la que faltaba, ni siquiera te esperaba
De mi mente te adueñabas y ni cuenta yo me daba (uh, uh, uh)
Quiero llevarte a un lugar aparte (hah), déjame hablarte
Tengo un millón de besos para darte (yeah)
Tú sólo dame la señal que yo te llevo (eh)
Contigo me atrevo (eh), déjame llevarte a un mundo nuevo

[Puente: Nacho, Wisin]
De aquí tú jamás te irás
Te quedas conmigo
Este amor es de verdad
Y es sólo contigo
De aquí tú jamás te irás
Nuestra unión es para siempre
Y perderte, qué va, eso no va (this is the remix)

[Estribillo: Wisin, Nacho]
De aquí no te vas sin mí
De aquí no me voy sin ti
Aposté todo para verte
Sólo es cuestión de suerte
En ese juego del amor
Me convertí en un ganador

De aquí no te vas sin mí (ajá)
De aquí no me voy sin ti
Aposté todo para verte
Sólo es cuestión de suerte
En ese juego del amor
Me convertí en un ganador (Noriel El Peligroso)

[Verso 2: Noriel, Wisin]
No sé si es un error que te insista
Es que tú pareces de revista
La octava maravilla del mundo ya está en la lista
Por ti soy egoísta; DJ, para la pista
Que desde hoy creo en el amor a primera vista
Para mí es más que un placer (Noriel)
Tener de frente la que en un futuro va a ser mi mujer
Mi princesa, mi amiga, mi esposa
Recorrer el mundo entero y en cada país darte una rosa
Yo te buscaba pero estabas perdida
No te encontraba porque cuando Dios diga
Por ti lo apuesto todo, el futuro no me intimida
Y si pierdo que me quede sin na’ hasta la otra vida, ¡wuh!
(Baby, tú estás escuchando)

[Estribillo]
De aquí no te vas sin mí
De aquí no me voy sin ti
Aposté todo para verte
Sólo es cuestión de suerte
En ese juego del amor
Me convertí en un ganador

[Outro: Nacho, Wisin]
Yo ando con los Mambo Kingz
No Te Vas Remix
Díselo Luian, yeah
Damas y caballeros, bienvenidos a la liga de campeones
Sube
El Remix
La Criatura, bebé
Alcover, yeah
Venezuela y Puerto Rico
Ja, Nacho con el Tigre W
No-Noriel
Bifi

Rak-Su – Dimelo lyrics

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Below are the complete “Dimelo” lyrics by Rak-Su displayed. These lyrics were added December 4, 2017.

Dimelo lyrics

[Chorus: Jamaal]
Oh, you got my heart beating rápido
You got the boom like an angel, oh
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

[Verse 1: Ashley]
We were, two stepping on the dance floor
And now ya, still telling me you want more
Podemos bailar ’till ya feet sore
Tengo a few moves at a top drawer (aye)
I grab your hand, we start to step (aye)
We salsa dance and move correct (aye)
She got me in deep like a scuba (woo)
I’m telling she hotter than Cuba

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[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal, Ashley]
The way you move, the way you move
Makes me wanna get close to you
I had to Whatsapp my amigos
She moving like she from Puerto Rico

[Chorus: Jamaal]
Oh, you got my heart beating rápido
You got the boom like an angel, oh
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

[Verse 2: Myles]
Pulled up, turning up and it was you that I saw
Mamacita, nice to meet ya, started dancing some more
Back to the table couple drinks we’re just gonna pour
Then I whisper in her ear, “I’ve never seen you before”
Your body like an hourglass and now an hour pass (hey)
And now it’s getting dark, how about we just leave this bar
We can reach the stars, places [?]
Me and you can go cruising see some [?] in my car

[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal, Ashley & Myles ]
The way you move, the way you move
Makes me wanna get close to you
I had to Whatsapp my amigos
She moving like she from Puerto Rico

[Chorus: All]
Oh, you got my heart beating rápido
You got the boom like an angel, oh
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

[Bridge: Jamaal, Ashley & Myles]
Oh, it’s a party
Oh, it’s survival
Oh, it’s a party
Oh, it’s survival, oh

[Outro: Jamaal, Ashley & Myles]
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Beast Mode (feat. PnB Rock & NBA Youngboy)

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[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & PnB Rock]
Beast mode (yeah) go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code
Huh, I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothafuckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little bitch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeah

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I don’t gotta do it
NBA gon’ follow up, but nigga Rock’ll do it
Yeah, but fuck it I’ma do it
I got a 40 with a drum and I know how to use it
It go, with the beat, I told ’em, "It’s the music"
See the pinky ring when I throw up the W
I gotta keep a pistol in my Bentley coupe, yeah
Don’t get too comfortable, yeah
My Patek too flooded up, yeah
Got a Rollie but I fucked it up, yeah
We don’t know about a 1 on 1
We don’t fuck with them if they don’t fuck with us, yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & PnB Rock]
Beast mode (yeah) go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code
Huh, I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothafuckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little bitch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeah

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
Huh, man I swear I be so faded
I almost forgot that I was famous
Last night I almost popped a nigga
He got too close, he had a hoodie on, he wanted a picture
He ain’t even think that I was about to smoke him like a fucking swisher
I can’t afford it, I got a daughter, you won’t catch me slippin’
Yeah, I should be gettin’ realer, I be gettin’ richer
But I just spent up on my neck could pay a bitch tuition
All my diamonds, they be dancin’ like they New Edition
I mix the Louis and Supreme, that’s limited edition
Fuck ya bitch and now ya bitch, she missin’
Yeah, mothafucka I’m in…

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & PnB Rock]
Beast mode (yeah) go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code
Huh, I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothafuckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little bitch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeah

[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Fuck her with my jeans on, fuck her with my chains on
She like how I be kicking she might think that I’m from Hong Kong
Everybody turn yo’ power off if yo’ phone’s on
Hoe you gon’ get slapped up in yo’ shit using the wrong tone
PnB got us all Milly Rocking with his song on
A Boogie just walked up in the party with his hoodie on
You know me, rollin’ off a pill, strapped up with that chrome
Hoe, don’t walk up smilin’ in my face if I can’t take you home
Baby girl I’m leaning right now on a 4
You know I’m going hard when it’s time for beast mode
I’m turnt up, I’m out my body, I’m in crunch mode
40 Glock up in my pocket you don’t wanna know

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & PnB Rock]
Beast mode (yeah) go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code
Huh, I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothafuckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little bitch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeah

RAK-SU – Dimelo lyrics

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[Chorus: Jamaal]
Oh, you got my heart beating rápido
You got the boom like an angel, oh
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

[Verse 1: Ashley]
We were, two stepping on the dance floor
And now ya, still telling me you want more
Podemos bailar ’till ya feet sore
Tengo a few moves at a top drawer (aye)
I grab your hand, we start to step (aye)
We salsa dance and move correct (aye)
She got me in deep like a scuba (woo)
I’m telling she hotter than Cuba

[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal, Ashley]
The way you move, the way you move
Makes me wanna get close to you
I had to Whatsapp my amigos
She moving like she from Puerto Rico

[Chorus: Jamaal]
Oh, you got my heart beating rápido
You got the boom like an angel, oh
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

[Verse 2: Myles]
Pulled up, turning up and it was you that I saw
Mamacita, nice to meet ya, started dancing some more
Back to the table couple drinks we’re just gonna pour
Then I whisper in her ear, “I’ve never seen you before”
Your body like an hourglass and now an hour pass (hey)
And now it’s getting dark, how about we just leave this bar
We can reach the stars, places [?]
Me and you can go cruising see some [?] in my car

[Pre-Chorus: Jamaal, Ashley & Myles ]
The way you move, the way you move
Makes me wanna get close to you
I had to Whatsapp my amigos
She moving like she from Puerto Rico

[Chorus: All]
Oh, you got my heart beating rápido
You got the boom like an angel, oh
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
Dimelo, dimelo, dimelo
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

[Bridge: Jamaal, Ashley & Myles]
Oh, it’s a party
Oh, it’s survival
Oh, it’s a party
Oh, it’s survival, oh

[Outro: Jamaal, Ashley & Myles]
You got them hips like Shakira
Smile like Camila
Got me feeling Latino

Joyner Lucas – I’m Not Racist

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[Verse 1]
With all due respect, I don’t have pity for you black niggas, that’s the way I feel
Screamin’ "Black Lives Matter," all the black guys rather be deadbeats than pay your bills
Yellin’ "Nigga, this" and "Nigga, that"
Call everybody "Nigga" and get a nigga mad
As soon as I say "Nigga," then everyone react
And wanna swing at me and call me racist ’cause I ain’t black
Well pound that then, talkin’ about slavery like you was around back then
Like you was pickin’ cotton off the fuckin’ ground back then
Like you was on the plantation gettin’ down back then
Aight, look
I see a black man aimin’ his gun
But I’d rather see a black man claimin’ his son
And I don’t mean just for one day and you done, I mean
You still trapped in a rut
I work my ass off and I pay my taxes for what?
So you can keep livin’ off free government assistance?
Food stamps for your children, but you’re still tryna sell ’em for some weed and some liquor or a fuckin’ babysitter
While you party on the road ’cause you ain’t got no fuckin’ goals
You already late; you motherfuckas needa get your damn priorities straight, way
It’s like you’re proud to be fake
But you lazy as fuck and you’d rather sell drugs than get a job and be straight
And then you turn around and complain about the poverty rate? Fuck outta my face!
You can’t escape problems
You can pray for some change but can’t break a dollar
Got nobody else to blame, so you blame Donald
"They fuck the world with a Make America Great condom"
My voice been back
I’m not racist, my sister’s boyfriend’s black
I’m not racist, my sister-in-law’s baby cousin Tracy got a brother and his girlfriend’s black
My head’s in the cloud
Heard there’s not enough jobs for all the men in your house
Maybe we should build a wall to keep the Mexicans out
Or maybe we should send ’em all to the ghetto for now; I’m not racist
And I never lie, but I think there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
I worship the Einsteins, study the Steve Jobs, but you ride 2Pac’s dick like he was a fuckin’ god, oh my god!
And all you care about is rappin’ and stuntin’ and bein ratchet, and that’s the nigga within you
Music rotting your brain and slowly start to convince you, then you let your kids listen and then the cycle continues
Blame it all on the menu, blame it on those drinks, blame it on everybody except for your own race
Blame it on white privileges, blame it on white kids, and just blame it on white citizens—same with the vice president
Bunch of class clowns
Niggas kneelin’ on the field, that’s a flag down
How dare you try to make demands for this money?
You gon’ show us some respect, you gon’ stand for this country, nigg-er!
I’m not racist, I’m just prepared for this type of war
I heard Eminem’s rap at the awards, who’s he fightin’ for?
Y’all can take that motherfucker too, he ain’t white no more
It’s like you wanna be so famous, you’ll do anything for attention and a little payment
I can’t take you nowhere without people pointin’ fingers
Pants hangin’ off your ass, you ain’t got no home-trainin’
Put your fuckin’ pants up, nigga!
Put that suit back on!
Take that do-rag off!
Take that gold out your mouth!
Quit the pitiful stuff and then maybe police would stop killin’ ya, fuck!
Yo, what the fuck!?
I’m not racist, it’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’ but split into two floors
I’m not racist, but there’s two sides to every story—I wish that I knew yours
I wish that I knew yours
I’m not racist, I swear

[Verse 2]
With all disrespect, I don’t really like you white motherfuckers, that’s just where I’m at
Screaming "All Lives Matter" is a protest to my protest, what kind of shit is that?
And that’s one war you’ll never win
The power in the word "Nigga" is a different sin
We shouldn’t say it but we do, and that shit’s what it is
But that don’t mean that you can say it just ’cause you got nigga friends
Nigga, that word was originated for you to keep us under
And when we use it we know that’s just how we greet each other
And when you use it we know there’s a double meaning under
And even if I wasn’t picking cotton physically
That don’t mean I’m not affected by the history
My grandmomma was a slave, that shit gets to me
And you ain’t got no motherfucking sympathy, you pussy nigga!
I’m sorry you can never feel my life
Tryna have faith, but I never felt alright
It’s hard to elevate when this country’s ran by whites
Judging me by my skincolor and my blackness
Tryna find a job but ain’t nobody call me back yet
Now I gotta sell drugs to put food in my cabinet
You crackers ain’t slick, this is all a part of your tactics
Don’t talk about no motherfucking taxes, when I ain’t making no dough
You think you know everything, but you don’t
You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know
Tryna steal black culture and then make it your own, whoa
Fuck, I’m exhausted, I can’t even drive without the cops tryna start shit
I’m tired of the systematic racism bullshit
All you do is false shit, this the shit that I’m falsed with
And you don’t know shit about my people, that’s what bothers you
You ain’t know about no fried chicken and no barbeque
You ain’t know about the two-step, or no loose change
You ain’t know about no 2Chainz or no kool-aid, you don’t know!
And even though Barack was half as black, you hated president Obama, I know that’s a fact
You couldn’t wait to get him out, and put a cracker back
And then you gave us Donald Trump, and now it’s pay back for that
I’m not racist, I never lied, but I know there’s a disconnect between your culture and mine
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin’ god; he was fighting for his life right before he fuckin’ died, nigga die, nigga!
And all you care about is money and power and being ugly and that’s the cracker within you
Hatred all in your brain, it slowly start to convince you
And then you teach it to your children until the cycle continue
Blame it on Puerto Rico, blame it on O.J
Blame it on everybody except for your own race
Blame it on black niggas and blame it on black citizens
Aim at the black businesses, I ain’t saying I’m innocent, but
I might be any day now, treatin’ everybody how you want and any way how
I swear North Korea bout to bomb us any day now
And now I’m duckin’ everytime I hear a fuckin’ plane now, shit
You know I make a lot of sense, but you just can’t admit it
When Eminem went against Trump, that was the illest
Cause even though he’s white he let us know he standin’ with us
I’m not racist, but I cry a lot
You don’t know what it’s like to be in a frying pot
You don’t know what it’s like to mind your business
And get stopped by the cops and not know if you bout to die or not
You worry bout your life, so you take mine
I love you, but I fuckin’ hate you at the same time
I wish we could trade shoes or we could change lives
So we could understand each other more, but that’d take time
I’m not racist, it’s like we livin’ in the same buildin’, but splittin’ the both sides
I’m not racist, but there’s two sides to every story and now you know mine

Can’t erase the scars with a bandage
I’m hoping maybe we can come to an understanding
Agreed or disagreed, we could have an understanding
I’m not racist

Eminem – Disses Donald Trump In BET Hip Hop Awards Freestyle Cypher

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Intro]
It’s the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off?
I forgot… oh yeah

[Verse]
That’s an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Prob’ly not
But that’s all I got ’til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
I’ma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mou—ahh, I’ma stop
But we better give Obama props
‘Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze
That’ll prob’ly cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops
And he waits for shit to quiet down he’ll just gas his plane up and fly around ’til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are risin’
Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you’re stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide ’em
‘Cause you don’t got the fucking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for
‘Cause that’s how he gets his fucking rocks off and he’s orange
Yeah, sick tan
That’s why he wants us to disband
‘Cause he can not withstand
The fact we’re not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp
That’s why he keeps screamin’, "Drain the swamp!"
‘Cause he’s in quicksand
It’s like we take a step forwards then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that in
-stead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support for the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now if you’re a black athlete, you’re a spoiled little brat for
Tryna use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don’t have one
He says, "You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards!"
Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered
‘Cause to him you’re zeros
‘Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured
That’s not disrespecting the military
Fuck that! This is for Colin, ball up a fist!
And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch!
"He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants!"
"He’s gonna build that thang up taller than this!"
Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks
‘Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks
‘Cause I’m throwin’ that piece of shit against the wall ’til it sticks
And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his
I’m drawing in the sand a line, you’re either for or against
And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split
On who you should stand beside, I’ll do it for you with this:
Fuck you!
The rest of America stand up!
We love our military, and we love our country
But we fucking hate Trump!

EMINEM – The Storm Cypher lyrics

Azlyrics

[Verse]
This the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off? I forgot
Oh, yeah
That’s an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Probably not
But that’s all I got ’til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan, and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
I’ma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mop–ahh, I’ma stop
But we better give Obama props
‘Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze
That’ll probably cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops and he waits for sh*t to quiet down
He’ll just gas his plane up and fly around ’til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are rising
Trump, when it comes to giving a sh*t, you’re stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide ’em
‘Cause you don’t got the f*cking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for
‘Cause that’s how he gets his f*cking rocks off and he’s orange
Yeah, sick tan, that’s why he wants us to disband
‘Cause he can not withstand
The fact we’re not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp
That’s why he keeps screamin’, “Drain the swamp”
‘Cause he’s in quicksand
It’s like we take a step forwards, then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that
Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same sh*t that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support from the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now, if you’re a black athlete
You’re a spoiled little brat for tryna use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don’t have one
He says, “You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards”
Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered
‘Cause to him, you’re zeros
‘Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured
That’s not disrespecting the military
Fuck that, this is for Colin, ball up a fist
And keep that sh*t balled like Donald the bitch
“He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants”
“He’s gonna build that thing up taller than this”
Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks
‘Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks
‘Cause I’m throwing that piece of sh*t against the wall ’til it sticks
And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his
I’m drawing, in the sand, a line
You’re either for or against
And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split
On who you should stand beside
I’ll do it for you with this:
“Fuck you!”
The rest of America stand up
We love our military, and we love our country
But we f*cking hate Trump

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like (Acoustic Remix) (On Charlie Rose) (Live)

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Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a player, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a player, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio, serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my fleeka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Eminem – The Storm Cypher lyrics

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Below are the complete “The Storm Cypher” lyrics by Eminem displayed. These lyrics were added 4 hours ago.

The Storm Cypher lyrics

[Verse]
This the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off? I forgot
Oh, yeah
That’s an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Probably not
But that’s all I got ’til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan, and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
I’ma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mop–ahh, I’ma stop
But we better give Obama props
‘Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze
That’ll probably cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops and he waits for sh*t to quiet down
He’ll just gas his plane up and fly around ’til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are rising
Trump, when it comes to giving a sh*t, you’re stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide ’em
‘Cause you don’t got the f*cking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for
‘Cause that’s how he gets his f*cking rocks off and he’s orange
Yeah, sick tan, that’s why he wants us to disband
‘Cause he can not withstand
The fact we’re not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp
That’s why he keeps screamin’, “Drain the swamp”
‘Cause he’s in quicksand
It’s like we take a step forwards, then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that
Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same sh*t that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support from the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now, if you’re a black athlete
You’re a spoiled little brat for tryna use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don’t have one
He says, “You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards”
Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered
‘Cause to him, you’re zeros
‘Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured
That’s not disrespecting the military
Fuck that, this is for Colin, ball up a fist
And keep that sh*t balled like Donald the bitch
“He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants”
“He’s gonna build that thing up taller than this”
Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks
‘Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks
‘Cause I’m throwing that piece of sh*t against the wall ’til it sticks
And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his
I’m drawing, in the sand, a line
You’re either for or against
And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split
On who you should stand beside
I’ll do it for you with this:
“Fuck you!”
The rest of America stand up
We love our military, and we love our country
But we f*cking hate Trump

Lin-Manuel Miranda – Almost Like Praying (feat. Artists For Puerto Rico)

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Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Say it loud and there’s music playing…
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like—

[Luis Fonsi]
Cabo Rojo, Corozal
Naguabo, Guaynabo

[Marc Anthony]
San Lorenzo y San Germán
San Sebastián, mi viejo San Juan

[Camila Cabello, Anthony Ramos]
Isabela, Maricao
Fajardo, Dorado

[Ednita Nazario, Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Hormigueros, Humacao
Luquillo, Hatillo

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Vega Alta, Vega Baja
Toa Alta, Toa Baja, Mayagüez

[Joell Ortiz, John Leguizamo, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Yes!

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Otra vez!

[Joell Ortiz, John Leguizamo, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Yes!

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Aguadilla, Quebradillas
Guayanilla, Juana Díaz
Y Cayey, hey

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying

[Ruben Blades, Jennifer Lopez]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico…

[Jennifer Lopez]
Arecibo, Guánica
Culebra, Las Piedras

[Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Orocovis, Guayama

[Gilberto Santa Rosa, Rita Moreno]
Gurabo, Maunabo

[Ruben Blades, Dessa, Ana Villafañe]
Aguas Buenas, Salinas
Río Grande, Sabana Grande

[Tommy Torres]
Yabucoa, Florida

[Jennifer Lopez, Gloria Estefan]
Peñuelas, Santa Isabel

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Naranjito, Barranquitas
Carolina, Aibonito, Bayamón

[Alex Lacamoire, Joell Ortiz, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Hey!

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Rincón

[Alex Lacamoire, Joell Ortiz, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Hey!

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Barceloneta, Las Marías
Comerío, Moca, Ponce, Manatí, Así

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
It’s almost like praying

[Camila Cabello]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Luis Fonsi]
Boricua, Boricua, Puerto Rico

[Fat Joe]
Yo, Utuado, Aguada, Adjuntas y Caguas

[PJ Sin Suela]
Canóvanas, Cataño, Juncos y Lajas

[Dessa]
Jayuya, Villalba, Arroyo, te amo

[Dessa, Fat Joe]
La cueva de Camuy, los baños de Coamo

[Gina Rodriguez]
Trujillo Alto, Ceiba, Ciales
La isla de Vieques, El grito de Lares

[Joell Ortiz]
Yauco

[Gina Rodriguez]
Cidra

[Joell Ortiz]
Añasco

[Gina Rodriguez]
Patillas

[Joell Ortiz, Gina Rodriguez]
Morovis, Loíza, lo hiciste

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Dessa]
Puerto Rico…

[Juan Luis Guerra]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico…

[Ednita Nazario]
Lai lo le lo le, le lo le lo lai…

[Joell Ortiz]
Puerto Rico!

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Puerto Rico, Borinquen
Cien por treinta y cinco la isla completa
Sí somos Boricua, ha, ahora que se sepa

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Gloria Estefan]
Puerto Rico

[Rita Moreno]
Así es

[Gloria Estefan]
Puerto Rico

[Ruben Blades]
Puerto Rico

[Fat Joe]
Puerto Rico! Ho! Ho!

[Ruben Blades]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Ednita Nazario]
Tierra linda mía, yo te quiero

[Camila Cabello]
Oohhh

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
And there’s music, and there’s music
And there’s music playing-

[Camila Cabello]
Puerto Rico

[Marc Anthony]
Ay, Puerto Rico, eh
Mi Puerto Rico, ah

[Anthony Ramos]
Viva

[Jennifer Lopez]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying

LIN MANUEL MIRANDA – Almost Like Praying lyrics

Azlyrics

Say it loud and there’s music playing…
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like—

[Luis Fonsi]
Cabo Rojo, Corozal, Naguabo, Guaynabo

[Marc Anthony]
San Lorenzo, San Germán, San Sebastián, mi viejo San Juan

[Camila Cabello, Anthony Ramos]
Isabela, Maricao, Fajardo, Dorado

[Ednita Nazario, Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Hormigueros, Humacao, Luquillo, Hatillo

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Vega Alta, Vega Baja, Toa Alta, Toa Baja, Mayagüez

[Joell Ortiz, John Leguizamo, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Yes!

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Otra vez!

[Joell Ortiz, John Leguizamo, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Yes!

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Aguadilla, Quebradillas, Guayanilla, Juana Díaz
Y Cayey, hey

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
It’s almost like praying

[Ruben Blades, Jennifer Lopez]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico…

[Jennifer Lopez]
Arecibo, Guánica, Culebra, Las Piedras

[Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Orocovis, Guayama

[Gilberto Santa Rosa, Rita Moreno]
Gurabo, Maunabo

[Ruben Blades, Dessa, Ana Villafañe]
Aguas Buenas, Salinas, Río Grande, Sabana Grande

[Tommy Torres]
Yabucoa, Florida

[Jennifer Lopez, Gloria Estefan]
Peñuelas, Santa Isabel

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Naranjito, Barranquitas, Carolina, Aibonito, Bayamón

[Alex Lacamoire, Joell Ortiz, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Hey!

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Rincón

[Alex Lacamoire, Joell Ortiz, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Hey!

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Barceloneta, Las Marías, Comerío, Moca, Ponce, Manatí, Así

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
It’s almost like praying

[Camila Cabello]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Luis Fonsi]
Boricua, Boricua, Puerto Rico

[Fat Joe]
Yo, Utuado, Aguada, Adjuntas y Caguas

[PJ Sin Suela]
Canóvanas, Cataño, Juncos y Lajas

[Dessa]
Jayuya, Villalba, Arroyo, te amo

[Dessa, Fat Joe]
La cueva de Camuy, los baños de Coamo

[Gina Rodriguez]
Trujillo Alto, Ceiba, Ciales
La isla de Vieques, El grito de Lares

[Joell Ortiz]
Yauco

[Gina Rodriguez]
Cidra

[Joell Ortiz]
Añasco

[Gina Rodriguez]
Patillas

[Joell Ortiz, Gina Rodriguez]
Morovis, Loíza, lo hiciste

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Dessa]
Puerto Rico…

[Juan Luis Guerra]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico…

[Ednita Nazario]
Lai lo le lo le, le lo le lo lai…

[Joell Ortiz]
Puerto Rico!

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Puerto Rico, Borinquen, cien por treinta y cinco la isla completa
Sí somos Boricua, ha, ahora que se sepa

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Gloria Estefan]
Puerto Rico

[Rita Moreno]
Así es

[Gloria Estefan]
Puerto Rico

[Ruben Blades]
Puerto Rico

[Fat Joe]
Puerto Rico! Ho! Ho!

[Ruben Blades]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Ednita Nazario]
Tierra linda mía, yo te quiero

[Camila Cabello]
Oohhh

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
And there’s music, and there’s music, and there’s music playing-

[Camila Cabello]
Puerto Rico

[Marc Anthony]
Ay, Puerto Rico, eh
Mi Puerto Rico, ah

[Anthony Ramos]
Viva

[Jennifer Lopez]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying

Lin Manuel Miranda – Almost Like Praying lyrics

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Below are the complete “Almost Like Praying” lyrics by Lin Manuel Miranda displayed. These lyrics were added one hour ago.

Almost Like Praying lyrics

Say it loud and there’s music playing…
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like praying
It’s almost like—

[Luis Fonsi]
Cabo Rojo, Corozal, Naguabo, Guaynabo

[Marc Anthony]
San Lorenzo, San Germán, San Sebastián, mi viejo San Juan

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[Camila Cabello, Anthony Ramos]
Isabela, Maricao, Fajardo, Dorado

[Ednita Nazario, Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Hormigueros, Humacao, Luquillo, Hatillo

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Vega Alta, Vega Baja, Toa Alta, Toa Baja, Mayagüez

[Joell Ortiz, John Leguizamo, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Yes!

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Otra vez!

[Joell Ortiz, John Leguizamo, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Yes!

[Ruben Blades, Juan Luis Guerra]
Aguadilla, Quebradillas, Guayanilla, Juana Díaz
Y Cayey, hey

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
It’s almost like praying

[Ruben Blades, Jennifer Lopez]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico…

[Jennifer Lopez]
Arecibo, Guánica, Culebra, Las Piedras

[Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Orocovis, Guayama

[Gilberto Santa Rosa, Rita Moreno]
Gurabo, Maunabo

[Ruben Blades, Dessa, Ana Villafañe]
Aguas Buenas, Salinas, Río Grande, Sabana Grande

[Tommy Torres]
Yabucoa, Florida

[Jennifer Lopez, Gloria Estefan]
Peñuelas, Santa Isabel

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Naranjito, Barranquitas, Carolina, Aibonito, Bayamón

[Alex Lacamoire, Joell Ortiz, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Hey!

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Rincón

[Alex Lacamoire, Joell Ortiz, Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Hey!

[Pedro Capó, Tommy Torres]
Barceloneta, Las Marías, Comerío, Moca, Ponce, Manatí, Así

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
It’s almost like praying

[Camila Cabello]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Luis Fonsi]
Boricua, Boricua, Puerto Rico

[Fat Joe]
Yo, Utuado, Aguada, Adjuntas y Caguas

[PJ Sin Suela]
Canóvanas, Cataño, Juncos y Lajas

[Dessa]
Jayuya, Villalba, Arroyo, te amo

[Dessa, Fat Joe]
La cueva de Camuy, los baños de Coamo

[Gina Rodriguez]
Trujillo Alto, Ceiba, Ciales
La isla de Vieques, El grito de Lares

[Joell Ortiz]
Yauco

[Gina Rodriguez]
Cidra

[Joell Ortiz]
Añasco

[Gina Rodriguez]
Patillas

[Joell Ortiz, Gina Rodriguez]
Morovis, Loíza, lo hiciste

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Dessa]
Puerto Rico…

[Juan Luis Guerra]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico…

[Ednita Nazario]
Lai lo le lo le, le lo le lo lai…

[Joell Ortiz]
Puerto Rico!

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Gilberto Santa Rosa]
Puerto Rico, Borinquen, cien por treinta y cinco la isla completa
Sí somos Boricua, ha, ahora que se sepa

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Gloria Estefan]
Puerto Rico

[Rita Moreno]
Así es

[Gloria Estefan]
Puerto Rico

[Ruben Blades]
Puerto Rico

[Fat Joe]
Puerto Rico! Ho! Ho!

[Ruben Blades]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Ednita Nazario]
Tierra linda mía, yo te quiero

[Camila Cabello]
Oohhh

[Marc Anthony, Luis Fonsi]
Puerto Rico…

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
And there’s music, and there’s music, and there’s music playing-

[Camila Cabello]
Puerto Rico

[Marc Anthony]
Ay, Puerto Rico, eh
Mi Puerto Rico, ah

[Anthony Ramos]
Viva

[Jennifer Lopez]
Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico, Puerto Rico

[Lin-Manuel Miranda]
Say it soft and it’s almost like praying

Charli XCX – Boys (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

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I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
"I had to trash the hotel lobby"

But I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

In every city I got one with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
But I can’t even lie, you got me

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
Boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)
Boys, boys (oh)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

J Balvin & Willy William – Mi Gente (Remix) (feat. Beyonce) (Lyric Video)

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[Verso 1: J Balvin & Beyoncé]
Si el ritmo te lleva a mover la cabeza ya empezamos cómo es
Mi música no discrimina a nadie así que vamos a romper

Con lo mío todos se mueven
La fiesta la llevo en mis genes
Yo soy la reina de los nenes
Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir

Si el ritmo está en tu cabeza
Ahora suéltate y mueve los pies
Me encanta cuando el bajo suena
Empezamos a subir de nivel

Toda mi gente se mueve
La fiesta la llevo en mis genes
Yo soy la reina de los nenes
Mi musica los tiene fuerte bailando y se baila así

[Verso 2: Willy William & Beyoncé]
Tamo’ rompiendo la discoteca
La fiesta no para, apenas comienza
C’est comme-ci, c’est comme-ça
Ma chèrie, la la la la la
Francia, Colombia, Houston (Freeze)
J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé (Freeze)
Los DJ’s no mienten, le gusta a mi gente y eso se fue mundial (Freeze)
No le bajamos, más nunca paramos es otro palo y ¡Blam!

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
Azul, are you with me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Ay yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verso 3: Beyoncé]
He say my body stay wetter than the ocean
And he say that Creole in my body is like a potion
I can be a beast or I can give you emotion
But please don’t question my devotion

I been giving birth on these haters ’cause I’m fertile
See these double Cs on this bag, murda
Want my double Ds in his bed, Serta
If you really love me make an album about me, word up

Soon as I walk in
Boys start they talkin
Right as that booty sway (Freeze)
Slay
Lift up your people
From Texas, Puerto Rico
Dem’ islands to México (Freeze)

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mais fais bouger la tête (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
¿Y dónde está mi gente? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Ay yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verso 4: J Balvin & Beyoncé]
Esquina a esquina, de ahí no’ vamo’ (de ahí no’ vamo’)
El mundo es grande pero lo tengo en mi’ manos
Estoy muy duro, sí, ok, ahí vamos
Y con el tiempo nos seguimos elevando

Que seguimos rompiendo aquí
Esta fiesta no tiene fin
Botellas para arriba, sí
Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
Azul, are you with me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Oh, yes, I am)

[Outro: J Balvin]
Worldwide
Willy William
J Balvin, man

Beyonce – Mi Gente lyrics

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Below are the complete “Mi Gente” lyrics by Beyonce displayed. These lyrics were added 36 minutes ago.

Mi Gente lyrics

Si el ritmo te lleva a mover la cabeza ya empezamos cómo es
Mi música no discrimina a nadie así que vamos a romper

Con lo mío todos se mueven
La fiesta la llevo en mis genes
Yo soy la reina de los nenes
Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir

Si el ritmo está en tu cabeza
Ahora suéltate y mueve los pies
Me encanta cuando el bajo suena
Empezamos a subir de nivel

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Toda mi gente se mueve
La fiesta la llevo en mis genes
Yo soy la reina de los nenes
Mi musica los tiene fuerte bailando y se baila así

[Verso 2: Willy William & Beyoncé]
Tamo’ rompiendo la discoteca
La fiesta no para, apenas comienza
C’est comme-ci, c’est comme-ça
Ma chèrie, la la la la la
Francia, Colombia, Houston (Freeze)
J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé (Freeze)
Los DJ’s no mienten, le gusta a mi gente y eso se fue mundial (Freeze)
No le bajamos, más nunca paramos es otro palo y ¡Blam!

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
Azul, are you with me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Ay yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verso 3: Beyoncé]
He say my body stay wetter than the ocean
And he say that Creole in my body is like a potion
I can be a beast or I can give you emotion
But please don’t question my devotion

I been giving birth on these haters ’cause I’m fertile
See these double Cs on this bag, murda
Want my double Ds in his bed, Serta
If you really love me make an album about me, word up

Soon as I walk in
Boys start they talkin
Right as that booty sway (Freeze)
Slay
Lift up your people
From Texas, Puerto Rico
Dem’ islands to México (Freeze)

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mais fais bouger la tête (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
¿Y dónde está mi gente? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Ay yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verso 4: J Balvin & Beyoncé]
Esquina a esquina, de ahí no’ vamo’ (de ahí no’ vamo’)
El mundo es grande pero lo tengo en mi’ manos
Estoy muy duro, sí, ok, ahí vamos
Y con el tiempo nos seguimos elevando

Que seguimos rompiendo aquí
Esta fiesta no tiene fin
Botellas para arriba, sí
Mi gente no se detiene, aquí nadie se quiere ir

[Pre-Coro: J Balvin, Willy William, Beyoncé]
¿Y dónde está mi gente?
Mais fais bouger la tête
Azul, are you with me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Un, dos, tres, leggo’
(Oh, yes, I am)

[Outro: J Balvin]
Worldwide
Willy William
J Balvin, man

Beast mode – A boogie wit da Hoodie lyrics

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Lyrics A Boogie wit da Hoodie – Beast mode

Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeahhh.

I don’t gotta do it
NBA gon’ follow up, but nigga Rock’ll do it
Yeah, but f*ck it I’ma do it
I got a 40 with a drum and I know how to use it
It go, with the beat I told ’em it’s the music
See the pinky ring when throw up the W
I gotta keep a pistol in my Bentley coupe, yeah
Don’t get too comfortable, yeah
My Patek too flooded up, yeah
Got a Rollie but I f*cked it up, yeah
We don’t know about a 1 on 1
We don’t f*ck with them if they don’t f*ck with us, yeah.

Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeah.

Huh, man I swear I be so faded
I almost forgot that I was famous
Last night I almost popped a nigga
He got too close, he had a hoodie on, he wanted a picture
He ain’t even think that I was about to smoke him like a f*cking swisher
I can’t afford it, I got a daughter you won’t catch me slippin’
Yeah, I should be gettin’ realer, I be gettin’ richer
But I just spent up on my neck could pay a b*tch tuition
All my diamonds they be dancin’ like they New Edition
I mix the Louis and Supreme that’s limited edition
f*ck ya b*tch and now ya b*tch she missin’
Yeah, mothaf*cka I’m in…

Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe versuri-lyrics.info
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeahhh.

f*ck her with my jeans on, f*ck her with my chains on
She like how I be kicking she might think that I’m from Hong Kong
Everybody turn yo’ power off if yo’ phone’s on
Hoe you gon’ get slapped up in yo’ s**t using the wrong tone
PnB got us all milly rocking with his song on
A Boogie just walked up in the party with his hoodie on
You know me, rollin’ off the pills, strapped up with that chrome
Hoe, don’t walk up smilin’ in my face if I can’t take you home
Baby girl I’m leaning right now on a 4
You know I’m going hard when it’s time for beast mode
I’m turnt up, I’m out my body, I’m in crunch mode
40 Glock up in my pocket you don’t wanna know.

Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeahhh.
A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics
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Boys – Charli XCX lyrics

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Lyrics Charli XCX – Boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys.

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back.

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
“I had to trash the hotel lobby”
But..

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booys.

In every city I got ones with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back.

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
But I can’t even lie, you got me.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys versuri-lyrics.info
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booys.

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad
Not like I had a choice.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys (booys)
booys (booys), booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys (ooh, baby – yeah)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booysss.
Charli XCX lyrics
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Charli XCX – Boys (Leak) Lyrics

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[Intro]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 1]
I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
“I had to trash the hotel lobby”
But

[Chorus]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 2]
In every city I got ones with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
But I can’t even lie, you got me

[Chorus]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 3]
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice

[Bridge]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys

[Outro]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
Boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)
Boys, boys (oh)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan,
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited,
So gon’ and get to clappin’.
Go pop it for a player,
Pop, pop it for me.
Turn around and drop it for a player,
Drop, drop it for me.
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami,
Wake up with no jammies (Nope).
Lobster tail for dinner,
Julio serve that scampi (Julio!)
You got it if you want it,
Got, got it if you want it.
Said you got it if you want it,
Take my wallet if you want it now.

[Pre-Chorus]
Jump in the Cadillac,
Girl, let’s put some miles on it.
Anything you want,
Just to put a smile on it.
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all,
And I’m gonna give it to you!

[Chorus]
Gold jewelry shining so bright,
Strawberry champagne on ice.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Sex by the fire at night,
Silk sheets and diamonds all white.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.

[Verse 2]
I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico,
Say the word and we go.
You can be my freaka,
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita.
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep,
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave.
Shopping sprees in Paris,
Everything 24 karats.
Take a look in that mirror,
Now tell me who’s the fairest.
Is it you? (is it you?) Is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby.

[Pre-Chorus]
Jump in the Cadillac,
Girl, let’s put some miles on it.
Anything you want,
Just to put a smile on it.
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all,
And I’m gonna give it to you!

[Chorus]
Gold jewelry shining so bright,
Strawberry champagne on ice.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Sex by the fire at night,
Silk sheets and diamonds all white.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.

[Bridge]
If you say you want a good time,
Well here I am baby, here I am baby.
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me,
Tell me what’s on your mind (what’s on your mind).
If you want it, girl come and get it,
All this is here for you!
Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby,
What you tryna do.

[Outro]
Gold jewelry shining so bright
Gold jewelry shining so bright,
Strawberry champagne on ice.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Sex by the fire at night (sex by the fire at night)
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.
Lucky for you, that’s what I like,
That’s what I like.

Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee – Despacito Feat. Justin Bieber lyrics

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[Intro: Justin Bieber]
Comin’ over in my direction
So thankful for that, it’s such a blessin’, yeah
Turn every situation into heaven, yeah
Oh-oh, you are
My sunrise on the darkest day
Got me feelin’ some kind of way
Make me wanna savor every moment slowly, slowly
You fit me tailor-made, love how you put it on
Got the only key, know how to turn it on
The way you nibble on my ear, the only words I wanna hear
Baby, take it slow so we can last long

[Verse 1: Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee]
¡Oh!
Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal
Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan
Sólo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (oh yeah)
Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal
Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más
Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro

[Coro: Justin Bieber & Luis Fonsi / Daddy Yankee]
Despacito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Despacito
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito
(Sube, sube, sube
Sube, sube)

[Bridge 1: Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee]
Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo (woah, woah)
Que le enseñes a mi boca (woah, woah)
Tus lugares favoritos (favorito, favorito, baby)
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro (woah, woah)
Hasta provocar tus gritos (woah, woah)
Y que olvides tu apellido

[Verse 2: Daddy Yankee]
Si te pido un beso, ven, dámelo, yo sé que estás pensándolo
Llevo tiempo intentándolo, mami, esto es dando y dándolo
Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bang-bang
Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bang-bang
Ven, prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe
Quiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe
Yo no tengo prisa, yo me quiero dar el viaje
Empecemos lento, después salvaje

[Bridge 2: Daddy Yankee & Justin Bieber / Daddy Yankee]
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Cuando tú me besas con esa destreza
Veo que eres malicia con delicadeza
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Y es que esa belleza es un rompecabezas
Pero pa’ montarlo aquí tengo la pieza
¡Oye!

[Coro: Justin Bieber & Luis Fonsi / Daddy Yankee]
Despacito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Despacito
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito
(Sube, sube, sube
Sube, sube)

[Bridge 1: Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee]
Quiero ver bailar tu pelo, quiero ser tu ritmo (woah, woah)
Que le enseñes a mi boca (woah, woah)
Tus lugares favoritos (favorito, favorito, baby)
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro (woah, woah)
Hasta provocar tus gritos (woah, woah)
Y que olvides tu apellido

[Verse 3: Luis Fonsi]
Despacito
This is how we do it down in Puerto Rico
I just wanna hear you screaming, “¡Ay, Bendito!”
I can move forever cuando esté contigo
¡Bailalo!

[Bridge 3: Daddy Yankee, Luis Fonsi & Justin Bieber]
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Tus lugares favoritos
(Favorito, favorito, baby)
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Hasta provocar tus gritos (Fonsi)
Y que olvides tu apellido (D.Y.)
Despacito