Stoner Kings – Stonehenge Lyrics

Out on the beaches that hem them seven seas
There comes old Lady Luck wisping by the trees
Tells me a story that is heavy to my ears
Said wasted time is up boy, time to face them fears

Looking back on this life it didn’t mean a thing
Cos all I ever had were the wages of my sins
Never thought I’d see the day that it all went up
Good God in heaven am I really out of luck

NO NO NO, WHERE THERE IS SMOKE
THERE’S A FIRE
YEAH YEAH YEAH, AND THOSE FLAMES
ARE RISING HIGHER

Won’t get no second chance, can’t ride for free

And once you’re done you know you’re history
Down on the other side what will you say

When thoughts of heaven go up burning in that flame
Thoughts of heaven go burning up in your flame
And thoughts of heaven are driving you insane

NO NO NO, WHERE THERE IS SMOKE
THERE’S A FIRE
YEAH YEAH YEAH, AND THOSE FLAMES
ARE RISING HIGHER

In the blinking of an eye
Crawling up to kiss the sky

NO NO NO, WHERE THERE IS SMOKE
THERE’S A FIRE
YEAH YEAH YEAH, AND THOSE FLAMES
ARE RISING HIGHER

Dos Gringos – That Thing We Never Talk About Lyrics

Hey, baby
When did we let the fire die?
When did it go wrong
Between you and I?
Can we make it
Damn sure gotta try

Now, baby
I know you were raised a good Catholic girl
Don’t you think there’s so much
You missed out in this world
You feel guilty. That’s comin’ from above
But sometimes, you gotta give it up for love

Come on, let’s do it tonight
The kids are all asleep and the timin’ is right
I know you said to never ask for this again
But that was long ago and we’ve changed since then
I know you think it’s crazy but
You never know until you try it out
Let’s do that thing we never talk about

Oh, baby
How can I ever make you see?
I’ve got this feeling deep down inside of me
And I’m just tryin’ to set you free

Now, baby
I’ll show you a world you never knew
Good God, there’s so much that I wanna do with you
I think it’s time that we try something new
Break down the walls, and let me push on through

Come on, let’s do it tonight
(Do it tonight)
The kids are all asleep and the timin’ is right
(Do it tonight)
I know you said to never ask for this again
(Do it tonight)
But that was long ago and we’ve changed since then
(Do it tonight)
I know you think it’s crazy but
You never know until you try it out
Let’s do that thing we never talk about

(Aaahhhh)
(Aaahhhh)

Come on, let’s do it tonight
The kids are all asleep and the timin’ is right
I know you said to never ask for this again
But that was long ago and we changed since then
(Do it tonight)
I still respect you, lady but
You never know until you try it out
Let’s do that thing we never talk about
(Do it tonight)
Do that thing we never talk about
(Do it tonight)
Do that thing we never talk about
(Do it tonight)
You know I love you, lady, don’t you understand?
(Do it tonight)
Gonna liberate you like Afghanistan
(Do it tonight)
Just give me the key, and I’ll be your backdoor man
(Do it tonight)
Spread your love for me like I know you can
(Do it tonight)
Let’s throw out the book and do the backup plan
(Do it tonight)
Ohhh…

EARTHGANG – Tequila Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Doctur Dot]
Yeah

[Chorus: Doctur Dot]
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila
Guess I’ll see you when I see you
Oh, nah
I’ma make you a believer
Oh, adios
Guess I’ll see you when I see you
Good God, more stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila
Guess I’ll see you when I see you
Oh, adios
Tried to make you a believer
Oh, adios
Guess I’ll see you when I see you

[Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
Cold sweats, wide awake
Bloodstains on my pillowcase
OMG, not okay
Rode the gas, meditate
Me and Venus, life for dealin’ shade
Come in mamacita, throw that thing my way
Oh, let the record play
Oh, I just cut the snakes
Seen lil’ boy take his last breath
Where my lil’ brother took his first, it fucked me up
Life was full of catchy hooks and upper-cuts
Used to hit them open mics at Crystal Club
That’s my job, ’cause I was workin’ high as fuck
The sun is slowin’ down, the stars is linin’ up
And all my old bitches tryna keep in touch
It’s funny how I took my time to beat the rush

[Chorus: Doctur Dot and Johnny Venus]
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila
Guess I’ll make you a believer
Oh, okay
I’ma see you when I see you
No? Adios
Guess I’ll see you when I see you
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila (Wow)
I’ma see you when I see you (See you when I see you)
Oh, okay (Okay)
Tried to make you a believer (Tried to make you a believer)
No? Adios (Yeah)
Guess I’ll see you when I see you (Uh)

[Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
Bottom of the bottle
Allocate my problems
Drownin’ in my own shit
Deliver coffee when you gon’ quit
Read it off your tombstone
Here lies a bunch of lies
Just the type to move on
Million memories to chew on
Kumbaya, kumbaya
Yellin’, runnin’ through the tombs, through the days
Solo dolo, no delays, who to say
Got my message in the glass, no delays
Young Catacomb
Shawty, we a long, long way from home
Shawty, if you rich right, you gon’ die too
We a long, long way from Rome, shawty

[Chorus: Doctur Dot, Johnny Venus, and Both]
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila
Guess I’ll make you a believer (Uh)
Oh, okay
I’ma see you when I see you
No? Adios (Whoa)
Guess I’ll see you when I see you (See you when I see you)
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila (Uh)
I’ma see you when I see you (See you, shit)
Oh, okay (Okay)
Tried to make you a believer (Tried to make you a believer)
No? Adios (Uh)
Guess I’ll see you when I see you (Uh)

[Verse 3: T-Pain]
Now is anyone hearing some kind of static on the mainline?
It ain’t mine
I’m not seriously here to be clearin’ it up for the eighth time
It’s game time
Now it’s obviously tequila o’clock
The gang down to Earth, got my feet on the block
Now that agave got me sloppy in the parking lot
I won’t stop, can’t stop
How does it feel to stress yourself out?
It’s not a good deal, homie, you left out of your own dealings
So give me my card and wipe your feelings, nigga, take a shot

[Chorus: Doctur Dot, Johnny Venus, and Both]
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila
Guess I’ll make you a believer (Uh)
Oh, okay
I’ma see you when I see you
No? Adios (Whoa)
Guess I’ll see you when I see you (See you when I see you)
Good God, so stressed
Perfect day to drink tequila (Uh)
I’ma see you when I see you (See you, shit)
Oh, okay (Okay)
Tried to make you a believer (Tried to make you a believer)
No? Adios (Uh)
Guess I’ll see you when I see you (Uh)

XYLO – Tears And Tantrums lyrics

I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
Throw up my problems like money
But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
Everywhere I look, I see your face
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

I’ve been crying all night
Good God, I guess the boy of my dreams ain’t right
Thought I’d love him for life, oh
I didn’t wanna leave home
My girls hit me up on my phone like “no”
It’s a Saturday night, oh

Now I can almost see you in the strobe lights
Come on, tell me you’re sorry
But you’re not

So I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
Throw up my problems like money
But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
Everywhere I look, I see your face
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

I just [?]
Good God, they’re tryna stop me but it’s way too late
I won’t know when I’m done, oh
You know I hate feeling like this
I work myself into a state, I’m a right mess
No, I’m not drinking for fun, oh

I can almost see you in the strobe lights
I think I’ve had one too many

So I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
Throw up my problems like money
But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
Everywhere I look, I see your face
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

My tears keep on falling down
When I see you there in the crowd
These tears keep on falling for you

So I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
Throw up my problems like money
But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
Everywhere I look, I see your face
No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

No, I can’t control these
No, I can’t control these
No, I can’t control these
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums
No, I can’t control these
No, I can’t control these
No, I can’t control these
No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

Dave & Ansel Collins – Double Barrel lyrics

I am the magnificent
I’m backed by the shack of a soul boss
Most turnin’ stormin’ sound o’soul

I am W, O, O, O
And I’m still up here again

Hey

Work, work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Build it up one time
Work it on baby
Mush, mush, mush, mush

Hit me one time
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Break it up
Push your lips now

You’re fine, baby
You’re fine

I am the magnificent, W, O, O, O
Good God, too much, I like it

Soul party
Work it up one time, work it two time
Shack it, back it
I am the magnificent baby, W, O, O, O

Enter the shack at the back of your soul, baby
Work it out, huh
Hit me one time

The Magician – Las Vegas

featuring Ebenezer

Girl, your loving is way too dangerous
Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas
You want party favours
Are there any takers?
Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas

Yeah yeah yeah
You’re getting in free,
you didn’t even bring your ID
and you got work in the morning
But you don’t care, c’est la vie
Straight to the bar, order up a couple of drinks
Like a Cosmo with the mint like
and you got your friends here, your friends here

Girl, you’re scared of love
Let me do you right
Yeah, you need love
Let me do you right
You’ve been hurt before
Let me do you right
If you’re looking for love, girl
Let me do you right
(x2)

Girl, your loving is way too dangerous
Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas
You want party favours
Are there any takers?
Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas

Now you’re on the dancefloor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Don’t stop, love the way you shake it
Give you my body, but you gotta give me yours
Good God, I think I really hit the jackpot
So get the camera for the snapshot
You just gotta let down your hair, down your hair.

Girl, you’re scared of love
Let me do you right
Yeah, you need love
Let me do you right
You’ve been hurt before
Let me do you right
If you’re looking for love, girl
Let me do you right
(x2)

Girl, you can, you can be sure
That I’ll stay forever yours
Girl, you can, you can be sure
I’ll be forever yours.

Girl, you’re scared of love
Let me do you right
Yeah, you need love
Let me do you right
You’ve been hurt before
Let me do you right
If you’re looking for love, girl
Let me do you right
(x4)

T-Pain – Classic You (feat. Chris Brown)

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
You might see my baby in the trap, gettin’ shit
I wanna see, elbows hangin’ out the window (hangin’ out the window)
Man, I super love this bitch
Niggas hatin’ on your boy ’cause they know I got a winner ( know got a winner)
Got a winner and I get up in her, too hard
Good God, I be havin’ her for dinner (be havin’ her for dinner, yeah)
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Tell them niggas they gon’ have to learn today

[Chorus: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
That’s classic you, oh (you, that’s my hoe)
You be mobbin’ in this bitch (yeah, in this bitch)
You be vibin’ in this bitch
Zero fucks, baby, you don’t give a shit (yeah)
That’s classic you, oh (that’s you, yeah, that’s my hoe)
You be mobbin’ in this bitch (oh yeah, yeah)
You be vibin’ in this bitch (oh yeah, yeah)
Zero fucks, baby, you don’t give a shit
That’s classic you

[Verse 2: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
You might see my baby in the Wraith (skrrt, skrrt)
Back seat pimpin’, nigga, I gotta have a driver (gotta have a driver)
Know the money in the stripper face
Bring that bitch home, give that ass a couple dollars (couple dollars)
Couple dollars, she want a couple dollars (dollars, dollars)
She the head bitch in charge, fuck a nigga, don’t bother (don’t bother)
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Tell them niggas, they gon’ have to learn today

[Chorus: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
That’s classic you, oh (classic you, that’s my hoe)
You be mobbin’ in this bitch (yeah, in this bitch)
You be vibin’ in this bitch (yeah)
Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
That’s classic you, oh (you, you, you, that’s my hoe)
You be mobbin’ in this bitch (oh, baby, baby, yeah)
You be vibin’ in this bitch
Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
That’s classic you (you)

[Bridge: T-Pain]
My bitch be holdin’ on to the gun (that’s my hoe)
My bitch will pull a razor blade out her garms (that’s my hoe)
Yeah, my bitch be holdin’ on to the gun (that’s my hoe)
Oh yeah, my bitch ain’t got no problem pullin’ guns on your hoe

[Chorus: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
That’s classic you, oh (that’s my hoe)
You be mobbin’ in this bitch (yeah, in this bitch)
You be vibin’ in this bitch (yeah)
Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
That’s classic you, oh (you, you, you, that’s my hoe)
You be mobbin’ in this bitch (oh, baby, baby, in this bitch)
You be vibin’ in this bitch (in this bitch)
Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
That’s classic you

Dave & Ansell Collins – Double Barrell

I am the magnificent, I’m backed by the shack of a soul
Boss most turnin’, stormin’ sound o’soul

I am W-O-O-O, and I’m still up here again, hey

(Work, work, work, work, work,
Work, work, work, work, work, work)
Build it up one time
Work it on baby, mush, mush, mush, mush

Hit me one time, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh
Work it up on me

Work, work, work, work, work,
Work, work, work, work, work, work

You’re good baby, you’re good
And a true spin, baby, hmm

I am the magnificent, W-O-O-O
Good God, too much, I like it

Oh, smush, smush, smush, smush, eh, good god
Too much, I like
Soul power!
Work it up one time, work it two time
Shack it, back it
I am the magnificent baby, double W-O-O-O

Enter the shack at the back of your soul baby
Work it out huh, hit me one time, a two time

Tiron & Ayomari – Airplane Mode

[TIRON]
3 in the morning
On my mind like I don’t even mind it
Model in my mind, yeah
Am I dreaming or maybe I’m too high
Good God you’re my goddess
Killer, killer, killing
If I hit ya would you pick your phone up?
And if I’m with ya would you put your phone down?

[CHORUS]
Could you put your phone down?
Could you put your phone down?

[TIRON]
3 in the morning
On my head (yeah)
Image of your frame work
Wonder how it work, yeah
Are you moving or murdering the vibe?
My God you’re my goddess, yeah
Killer, killer, killing
If i hit ya, would you pick your phone up?
But if I’m with ya would you put your phone down?

[CHORUS]
Could you put your phone down?
Could you put your phone down?

[BRIDGE]
Gon’ put it down so you could put it down girl
Gon’ turn it off so you could turn me on girl

[TIRON]
Busy body body
I mean, I need
Nothing but you
I seen IG
Cleopatra Egypt
You send me swangin (swangin)
I don’t need you famous to frame it
And I don’t need you poppin to lock in with you
Would you put your phone down, let me rock one with you?
Could you put it on silent and let me slide with you?

[AYOMARI]
Wanna vibe with ya
Ya vibrator be vibe killin’
Is you A.D.H.D.?
Say you feelin’ me?
I’m feelin’ you ya know?
I can tell underneath all the cool you glow
Light me up, light me up
Listen up ya missing out on a good thang
Checking for an update what?
Say what?
Girl that ain’t whassup
I ain’t asking much
But a little R.E.S.P.E.C.T
Bet ya find out that I’m pretty easy
Going, going, gone
But you never gon know it know it know it
As long as you’re cell phone blowing up
Don’t take for granted the chance you’re handed
Put down the handheld and get with it
This is the perfect time to open up
But gotta turn off the data wait up wait up…

[CHORUS]
Could you put your phone down?
Could you put your phone down?

Kendrick Lamar – Poetic Justice Lyrics

KENDRICK LAMAR
Poetic Justice Lyrics

Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get it
Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Tell ’em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
I’m talking ’bout dark room, perfume
Go, go!

I recognize your fragrance (hol’ up!)
You ain’t never gotta say shit (woo!)
And I know your taste is
A little bit (mmm) high maintenance (ooh)
Everybody else basic
You live life on an everyday basis
With poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
You’re in the mood for empathy, there’s blood in my pen
Better yet, where your friends and them?
I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show you off
f**k that, pour up plenty of champagne
Cold nights when you curse this name
You called up your girlfriends and
Y’all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
Nigga don’t approach her with that Atari
Nigga that ain’t good game, homie, sorry
They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
But I could never right my wrongs
‘less I write it down for real, P.S

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

I really hope you play this
Cause ol’ girl you test my patience
With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
You’ve been taking
Clearly a lot for me to take in
It don’t make sense
Young East African Girl, you too busy f**king with your other man
I was trying to put you on game, put you on a plane
Take you and your mama to the motherland
I could do it, maybe one day
When you figure out you’re gonna need someone
When you figure out it’s all right here in the city
And you don’t run from where we come from
That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
You were so new to this life but God damn you got adjusted
I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun sex
Your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh!)
Good God, what you doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
And they say communication save relations, I can tell
But I can never right my wrongs unless I write them down for real
P.S

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

Every time I write these words they become a taboo
Making sure my punctuation curve, every letter is true
Living my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof
I’m talking poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean you need to hear this
Love is not just a verb, it’s you looking in the mirror
Love is not just a verb, it’s you looking for it, maybe
Call me crazy, We can both be insane
A fatal attraction is common
And what we have common is pain
I mean you need to hear this
Love is not just a verb and I can see power steering
Sex drive when you swerve, I want that interference
It’s coherent, I can hear it, mmhmm
That’s your heartbeat
It either caught me or it called me, mmhmm
Breathe slow and you’ll find gold mines in these lines
Sincerely, yours truly
And right before you go blind
P.S

You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

“I’m gon’ ask you one more time homie, where is you from? Or it is a problem”
“Ay you over here for Sherane homie?”
“Yo I don’t care who this nigga over here for, if he don’t tell where he come, it’s a wrap! I’m sorry”
“Hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up, we gon’ do it like this, OK? I’mma tell you where I’m from, you gon’ tell me where you from, OK? Or where your Grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where your daddy stay, OK?”
“Enough with all this talkin”
“Matter of fact, get out the van homie. Get out the car before I snatch you out that mother f**ker homie”

Greensky Bluegrass – Burn Them lyrics

Wanna be a bad guy in a silent film,
Lit up by candles and the space between the shadows.
I wouldn’t have to say nothing, or sound mean
I just wouldn’t smile or look too pleased…
They can’t all be good, my guess better than they should,
What if sorrows swim.
Good God I’m gonna need to burn them.

They can’t all be good, my guess
Better that they shouldn’t
But if sorrow swims
Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them

[Instrumental]

Probably cut my hair off
And save my beard
Stop wearing white
And keep nothing clean at all

What a relief from the pressure,
To just be hated
And I learned that being bad
Ain’t nothing but the pleasure

They can’t all be good, my guess
Better than they should
But if sorrows swim
Good god, I’m gonna need to burn them
Good god, I’m gonna need to burn them
Good god, I’m gonna need to burn them

Solo

I could rob some worse guys
Done up like good ones
Then hide a pile of money
And never have to worry

Baby give it all away for a reason to steal
Another chance to keep from keeping still

They can’t all be good, my guess
Better than they should
But if sorrows swim
Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them

They can’t all be good, my guess
Better than they should
But if sorrows swim
Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them
Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them
Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them

Eminem – Just Lose It

Okay, guess who’s back, back again
Shady’s back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright stop, pajama time

Come here little kiddies on my lap
Guess who’s back with a brand new rap
And I don’t mean rap as in a new case
Of child molestation accusates
Ah ah ah ah ah, no worries
Papa’s got a new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I’ve done touched on everything but little boys

Now that’s not a stab at Michael
That’s just a metaphor, I’m just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
To the center of the dance floor
Like TP for my bung hole and it’s cool if you let one go

Nobody’s gonna know, who’d hear it?
Give a little poot poot, it’s okay
Oops my CD just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

Now I’m gonna make you dance, it’s your chance
Yeah boy, shake that thang, whoops I mean girl, girl, girl, girl
Girl you know you’re my world, alright now lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby
(Ah ah)
Oh baby
(Ah ah)

It’s Friday and it’s my day
Used to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe ’til Monday, I don’t know what day
Everyday’s just a holiday
Cruisin’ on the freeway, feelin’ kind of breezy
Let the top down and my hair blow
I don’t know where I’m goin’, all I know
Is when I get there someone’s gonna touch my body

Excuse me miss, I don’t mean to sound like a jerk
But I’m feelin’ just a little stressed out from work
Would you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out, yeah
Now what’s ya name girl, what’s ya sign?
Man you must be up out yo mind
Dre, ah, ah, beer goggles, blind
I’m just tryin’ to unwind, now I’m

Now I’m gonna make you dance, it’s your chance
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
Girl you know you’re my world, alright now lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby
(Ah ah)
Oh baby (ah ah)

It’s Tuesday and I’m locked up
I’m in jail and I don’t know what happened
They say I was runnin’ butt naked
Down the street screamin’ "Ah ah ah ah"
Well I’m sorry, I don’t remember
All I know is this much, I’m not guilty
They said. "Save it, boy we got you on tape
Yellin’ at an old lady touch my body"

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It’s real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it’s ‘8 Mile’ now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Now snap back to reality, look it’s B. Rabbit
Oh you signed me up to battle? I’m a grown man
Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba
I don’t have any lines to go right here so tubba

Tellytubby fellas, what, fellas, what
Grab your left nut, make your right one jealous what
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I’m callin’ all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It’s your chance for a little romance or butt squeezin’
It’s the season, just go ah ah ah ah, it’s so appeasin’

Now I’m gonna make you dance, it’s your chance
Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
Girl you know you’re my world, alright now lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Just lose it
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Go crazy
(Ah ah ah ah ah)
Oh baby
(Ah ah)
Oh baby, baby
(Ah ah)

Touch my body, touch my body
Oh boy just touch my body, I mean girl just touch my body

Fine Young Cannibals – Good Thing

The one good thing in my life
Has gone away
I don’t know why
She’s gone away
I don’t know where
Somewhere I can’t follow her
The one good thing didn’t stay too long
Woo who who who
My back was turned and she was gone
Hey hey hey
Good thing
Where have you gone
Doo doo doobie doo
My good thing
You’ve been gone too long
Good thing
Doo doo doobie doo
People say I should forget
New friend tomorrow
Don’t get upset
People say she’s doing fine
Mutual friends I see sometime
That’s not what I want to hear
Woo who who who
I want to hear she wants me near
Good thing
Where have you gone
Doo doo doobie doo
My good thing
You’ve been gone too long
Good thing
Doo doo doobie doo
Good thing
Then one day she came back
I was so happy that I didn’t act
Morning came
Hey hey hey heyInto my room
Woo who who who
Caught me dreaming like a fool
Good thing
My good thing
Doo doo doobie doo
My my my my my good thing
Where have you gone
Good thing
Doo doo doobie doo
My good thing
Hey hey my good thing
Doo doo doobie doo good thing
Girl
Where have you gone
Good thing
Doo doo doobie doo good thing
It’s been so long
Good God girl
Doo doo doobie doo good thing
Good God girl
Good God girl
Good thing
Doo doo doobie doo good thing
Good God
Doo doo doobie doo good thing
Good God

Chance the Rapper – Blessings (On The Tonight Show) (Live) letras

[Hook: Jamila Woods + Chance The Rapper]
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap
It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
I don’t make songs for free, I make ’em for freedom
Don’t believe in kings, believe in the Kingdom
Chisel me into stone, prayer whistle me into song air
Dying laughing with Krillin saying something ’bout blonde hair
Jesus’ black life ain’t matter, I know I talked to his daddy
Said you the man of the house now, look out for your family
He has ordered my steps, gave me a sword with a crest
And gave Donnie a trumpet in case I get shortness of breath

[Hook: Jamila Woods + Chance The Rapper]
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
Don’t be mad
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
When the praises go up
(Good God)
The blessings come down
Good God
When the praises go up (Good God) the blessings come down
( the blessings come down)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap)
The blessings come down
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Good God)

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
They booked the nicest hotels on the 59th floor
With the big wide windows, with the suicide doors
Ain’t no blood on my money, ain’t no Twitter in Heaven
I know them drugs isn’t close, ain’t no visitin’ Heaven
I know the difference in blessings and worldly possessions
Like my ex girl getting pregnant
And her becoming my everything
I’m at war with my wrongs, I’m writing four different songs
I never forged it or forfeited, I’m a force to be reconciled
They want four minute songs
You need a four hour praise dance performed every morn
I’m feeling shortness of breath, so Nico grab you a horn
Hit Jericho with a buzzer beater to end a quarter
Watch brick and mortar fall like dripping water, ugh!
(Good God)

I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
Don’t be mad
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
When the praises go up
(Good God)
The blessings come down
Good God
When the praises go up (Good God) the blessings come down
( the blessings come down)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap)
The blessings come down
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Good God)

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[Hook: Jamila Woods, Byron Cage + Chance The Rapper)]
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him till I’m gone
(Good God)
I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him till I’m gone
When the praises go up, (Good God) the blessings come down
(The blessings come down)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(the blessings come down)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Are you ready for your blessings?)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Are you ready for your miracle?)
When the praises go up, the blessings come down
(Are you ready, are you ready?)
(Are you ready, are you ready?)
(Are you ready, are you ready?)
(Are you ready, are you ready?)
(Are you ready, are you ready?)

[Outro: Chance The Rapper]
It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap

Hozier – Take Me To Church lyrics

[Verse 1]
My lover’s got humour
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
Should’ve worshipped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
Fresh poison each week
“We were born sick,” you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me worship in the bedroom
The only heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
Amen. Amen. Amen

[Chorus x2:]
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

[Verse 2]
If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
To drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work

[Chorus x2:]
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

[Bridge]
No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Amen. Amen. Amen

[Chorus x2:]
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life