Chris Brown - Party Ft. Usher & Gucci Mane Lyrics

Chris Brown & Usher:

Oh, hey

Yeah, it's Breezy

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Chris Brown:

Pulled up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry

Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'rari

Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party

When I'm with my clique, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

Chris Brown:

Bitches dancin' naked in my livin' room

She straight out of college, just turned 22

Girl, get your money up, I ain't even mad at you

Got you all on me, makin' these niggas catchin' attitudes

Tell 'em don't start it, my niggas retarded

Fuck the judge and the sentence, huh, I got a good lawyer

I got a few girls on the way, baby girl, you ain't leavin'

It's my birthday with the cake, fuck it up, then let me eat it

Chris Brown:

Pulled up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry

Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'rari

Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party

When I'm with my clique, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

Usher:

Yeah, I just got the ring, I think I deserve a toast

Shout out to my team, we be out there doin' the most

Girl, come to my place, but don't bring no clothes

Let's be dirty babe, baby, drop it low

Pop rubber bands all on her ass, baby be hittin' the weakness

All in the back, dishin' the cash, make me if you need it

I got a few girls on the way, baby girl, you ain't leavin'

It's my birthday with the cake, lick it all, let me eat it

Chris Brown:

Pulled up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry

Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'rari

Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party

When I'm with my clique, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

Gucci Mane:

It's party, party, party like a nigga just got out of jail

Flyin' in my 'rari like a bat that just flew outta hell

I'm from the east of ATL, but ballin' in the Cali hills

Lil mama booty boomin', that bitch movin' and she standin' still

I know these bitches choosin' me, but I got 80 on me still

I'm tryna fuck, who tryna chill? 'Cause I'm just tryna pay some bills

I'm multi millionare LaFlare, just watch it, cost a quarter M

Just look at me and look at them, I smashed her on my first attempt

Like Scarface bitch, the world is mine, you should read the blimp

So either you gon' take a ride, or you gon' stay with him

'Cause I got places I can be, I get yo ass on the scene

Gucci, CB VIP, so fuck them niggas, look at me, Wop

Chris Brown:

Pulled up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry

Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'rari

Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party

When I'm with my clique, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

How to party, yeah, we know how to party

Pusha T - Circles Ft. Ty Dolla $ign & Desiigner (Lyrics)

[Intro: Desiigner]

Work, hard work (Grrrrrrrrrrah!)

Work, hard work (Git!)

Hard work (Git! Git!)

Work, hard work (Grrrrrrrah!)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

Tell her throw that ass in a circle

Throw that ass in a circle

Tell her show what that work do

Tell her throw that ass in a circle

Tell her throw that ass in a circle, yeah

Geeked up, bitch, Urkel

She gon' throw that ass in a circle, yeah

Throw that ass in a circle

She gon' throw it back for a boss

Look back for a boss

Make it clap for a boss

Clean it up for a boss

Gettin' head in my drawers

Gettin' head with my drawers on

Party Friday like a boss

Maserati like a boss, ayy, yeah

[Post-Hook: Desiigner]

Put you in all that designer

If we get high, you could be my supplier

You can get lost once you find her

We gon' get high, we gon' need a lighter

[Verse 1: Pusha T]

Yeah, throw that ass in a circle, now

Show me how you been workin' now

I just wanna be certain now

Surgery's the new workin' out

Love the way that you perkin' out

Compliments to your surgeon now

Ain't no need to be nervous now

Know the cost of these Birkins? Ow

Never had a problem with it

I just tally up the digits

He count it by the band

I just count it by the midget

If we on the same accord

I'll take you out that Honda Civic

And they just like to talk about it

I just rap it 'cause I live it

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

Tell her throw that ass in a circle

Throw that ass in a circle

Tell her show what that work do

Tell her throw that ass in a circle

Tell her throw that ass in a circle, yeah

Geeked up, bitch, Urkel

She gon' throw that ass in a circle, yeah

Throw that ass in a circle

She gon' throw it back for a boss

Look back for a boss

Make it clap for a boss

Clean it up for a boss

Gettin' head in my drawers

Gettin' head with my drawers on

Party Friday like a boss

Maserati like a boss, ayy, yeah

[Post-Hook: Desiigner]

Put you in all that designer

If we get high, you could be my supplier

You can get lost once you find her

We gon' get high, we gon' need a lighter

[Verse 2: Pusha T]

Throw that ass in a circle

Throw that ass 'til it hurts you

Let me see what that work do

You can't hide what that skirt do

Throw that ass in a circle

Make it rain 'til it's purple

Go all night with no curfew

You should call out of work too, yeah

[Bridge: Desiigner]

Bullets, they fly out the MAC and I'm gon' clean it

Bullets, they fly on the track 'fore a nigga fuck with you

'Fore a nigga fuck with you, fuck with you

'Fore a nigga fuck with you, fuck with you

'Fore a nigga fuck with you, yeah I'm too stoned

[Verse 3: Pusha T]

Yeah, 911 heaven

Seven figure nigga, laced out with 7/11

Tonight she ain't yours

She off the 7th Heaven (Let's go)

Blowbama P, she call me Living Legend, yeah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

Tell her throw that ass in a circle

Throw that ass in a circle

Tell her show what that work do

Tell her throw that ass in a circle

Tell her throw that ass in a circle, yeah

Geeked up, bitch, Urkel

She gon' throw that ass in a circle, yeah

Throw that ass in a circle

She gon' throw it back for a boss

Look back for a boss

Make it clap for a boss

Clean it up for a boss

Gettin' head in my drawers

Gettin' head with my drawers on

Party Friday like a boss

Maserati like a boss, yeah

[Outro: Desiigner]

Git! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Grrrrrrrrrah!

(Yeah!)

Grrrrrrrrrah!

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Grrrrrrrrrah!

Mary J. Blige - Thick of it Lyrics

Love ain't just black and white

Ain't that simple

It gets hard to tell whose wrong or right

When it's dark with us

I swear I barely see the light

Should I stick it out?

Are you worth this fight?

Are we worth this fight?

Cuz I ain't no quitter babe

And I be damned if all these years I let you diss me babe

I was there when no one wanted to stay with you baby

You know I deserve more than this

I do

So tell me who

Who's gonna love

You like I do

Who will you trust

I gave you too much

Enough is enough

Now we're in the thick of it

So tell me

Who's gonna love

You like I do

Who will you trust

I gave you too much

Enough is enough

Now were in the

Now we're in the thick of it

What a hell of a year

If I make it through hell and I come out alive I got nothing to fear

No more crying and trying

And bring back this loving when nothing is here

Let me be clear

I wasn't perfect

But this shit ain't worth it

I'm done with the mess

I confess on the stress

And I know Ima look back and call it a blessing

Cuz I ain't no quitter babe

But I be damned if all these years I let you diss me babe

I was there when no one wanted to stay with you baby

You know I deserve more than this

I do

So tell me who

Who's gonna love

You like I do

Who will you trust

I gave you too much

Enough is enough

Now we're in the thick of it

So tell me who

Who's gonna love

You like I do

Who will you trust

I gave you too much

Enough is enough

Now we're in the

We're in the thick of it

Boy you had someone who really loved you

(Boy you had someone who really loved you)

Should have held on held on real tight now

(Held on tight)

And she placed no other one above you

(And she placed no one above you)

But you didn't want to treat her right now

Should've let her go

Should've let her go

Oh no oh, oh no oh

Now I'm letting go

Now I'm letting go

Oh no oh, oh no oh

So tell me who

Who's gonna love

You like I do

Who will you trust

I gave you too much

Enough is enough

Now we're in the thick of it

So tell me who

Who's gonna love

You like I do

Who will you trust

I gave you too much

Enough is enough

Now we're in the

We're in the thick of it

J. Cole - Deja Vu (Lyrics)

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Sometimes you worry bout the things he can provide for ya

Whenever you around I seen it come alive for ya

I finally recognize the feelings that's inside for ya

Although I know your man and trust me he would die for ya

These quiet thoughts of you been going on for years now

I saw you in the party soft lips soft spoken

I came and talked to you but homie interfered now

He introduced you as his girl and I was heartbroken

Some people talk about that love at first sight shit

To keep it real I don't know whether I believe it's true

But if it is than tell me if I'm wrong or right

If I fell in love with you before I ever even knew

I catch your eye then look away as if it never happened

At times I feel as though I'm caught up in a strange dream

If eyes could talk then mines would tell ya that I'm feeling you

Sometimes I swear your eyes be telling me the same thing

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)

Club jumping, don't stop (off top)

But you know we only go 'till 2 o'clock

Put yo motherfuckin' hood up, this the weekend

Drop that, back that ass up and bitches get to freaking

Last call at the bar ladies get a drink, nigga get some balls

Ain't no telling you gonna see that bitch tomorrow

Stop holding up the wall waiting for the right song

Better holla cause you know they bout to cut the lights off

And put my number in it

I'm staring at you from afar, I'm wondering about you

Like, where you from and who you are?

Cause you a star—no, not the type that snort the white lines

I mean the type to light the night time

I heard you got a man

But who in their right mind is letting you out the house alone?

Tell me is your house a home?

Why you in the club looking like you out to zone?

I be discreet and pull out your phone and put my number in it

Text a nigga when your man leave you unattended

On a scale from 1 to 10 that girls 100

And I want it, no question

I know destiny well and know I seen the Lord blessing me still

Every saint got a past, every sinner got a future

Every loser gotta win and every winner gotta lose someday

They say it's just a matter of time

And if I had my way then you would be mine

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams

She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams

Club jumping, don't stop (off top)

But you know we only go 'till 2 o'clock

Put yo motherfuckin' hood up, this the weekend

Drop that, back that ass up and bitches get to freaking

Last call at the bar ladies get a drink, nigga get some balls

Ain't no telling you gonna see that bitch tomorrow

Stop holding up the wall waiting for the right song

Better holla cause you know they bout to cut the lights off

I know you were made for me but

Darling don't you wait for me

Cause I can see the promise land

But I can't do no promising

I know you were made for me but

Darling don't you wait for me

Cause I can see the promise land

I can't do no promising

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga

Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it

Rihanna - Love On The Brain

Love On The Brain

Zayn And Taylor Swift

I Don't Wanna Live Forever

Zayn - I Don't Wanna Live Forever (Fifty Shades Darker) Featuring Taylor Swift

[Verse 1: ZAYN]

Been sitting eyes wide open behind these four walls, hoping you'd call

It's just a cruel existence like there's no point hoping at all

[Pre-Chorus 1: ZAYN]

Baby, baby, I feel crazy, up all night, all night and every day

Give me something, oh, but you say nothing

What is happening to me?

[Chorus: ZAYN]

I don't wanna live forever, 'cause I know I'll be living in vain

And I don't wanna fit wherever

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

[Verse 2: Taylor Swift]

I'm sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind

Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life

[Pre-Chorus 2: Taylor Swift]

Baby, baby, I feel crazy

Up all night, all night and every day

I gave you something, but you gave me nothing

What is happening to me?

[Chorus: ZAYN & (Taylor Swift)]

I don't wanna live forever, 'cause I know I'll be living in vain

And I don't wanna fit (fit, babe) wherever (wherever)

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

[Bridge: Taylor Swift, ZAYN & Both]

I've been looking sad in all the nicest places

Baby, baby, I feel crazy

I see you around in all these empty faces

Up all night, all night and every day

I've been looking sad in all the nicest places

Give me something, oh, but you say nothing

Now I'm in a cab, I tell 'em where your place is

What is happening to me?

[Chorus: ZAYN]

I don't wanna live forever, 'cause I know I'll be living in vain

And I don't wanna fit wherever

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

[Outro: Taylor Swift & ZAYN]

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

Until you come back home