[Verse 1]
Cuban cigars and the lass lass in the bars
I see the rise and a hope for this down downtown Miami
Where the people are moving and grooving from dusk till dawn
My progress is you and I want it
[Chorus]
Prime Time, party time
Always here in the Caribbean sun
Drop dead melodies
Do it at the feast
Prime Time, party time
Always here in the Caribbean sun
Land of future, land of dreams
The rhythm is so divine
[Verse 2]
Unique I am like a unicorn tonight
So good to be at a place
That tomorrow is the answer
To the problems today
We should all go down to the light
They’re so right, we’re so wrong, we like it
[Chorus]
Prime Time, party time
Always here in the Caribbean sun
Drop dead melodies
Do it at the feast
Prime Time, party time
Always here in the Caribbean sun
Land of future, land of dreams
The rhythm is so divine
Prime Time, party time
Always here in the Caribbean sun
Drop dead melodies
Do it at the feast
Prime Time, party time
Always here in the Caribbean sun
Land of future, land of dreams
The rhythm is so divine
[Outro / Verse 3]
Cuba Cuba Libre
Cuba Cuba Libre (come on now)
Cuba Cuba Libre (I’m always coming over to you)
Cuba Cuba Libre
Cuba Cuba Libre (I’m always coming over to you)
Cuba Cuba Libre
Cuba Cuba Libre (I’m always coming over to you)
Cuba Cuba Libre
Cuba Cuba Libre

Oh, senorita
When I look into your…. I’m sorry, senior Alvin
You’re too late
The song is over Well, fellas
Here we are in Spain
The land of rhythm and exciting music
The conductor has invited you to sing with the orchestra
So Alvin, get ready
You’ll sing first
Oh, senori-
Oh, senori-! OH, SENORI-!

Change comes in like a rising tide
Ain’t no reason ain’t no signs
It’s just the way future will turn
It’s just the way the barricades burn
Take one step up take a step on a crack
Daddy said it ain’t no good to run with a pack
So I’m just gonna a stumble down this road
Where it goes I ain’t supposed know
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be
If I wait all my life I’ll just wait and see
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be
Love shows up and love goes south
Love knows it all ain’t got no doubts
I can’t hang on only losers weep
Somebody ain’t nobody anybody can keep
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be
Don’t want to say goodbye but it’ll set me free
If I wait all my life I’ll just wait and see
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be
You might say you will but you know you won’t
You might think you do but you know you don’t
And once you give it up there ain’t no getting it back
It don’t matter if you’re sipping on a Bergerac
I’m not looking back I’m just looking up
I ain’t no fool but I never know much
Momma told me just grab it and run
You gotta take your shot or it’ll take you down
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be
Don’t want to say goodbye but it’ll set me free
If I wait all my life I’ll just wait and see
Ain’t never gonna be like it used to be

Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Suns coming up blazing red
Setting on fire everything you said
To me last night it’s breaking my heart
Don’t know why you want to tear me apart
Tried so hard to turn the other cheek
That my head’s spinning around like a tumbleweed
Ain’t ever gonna be another brand new start
What am I supposed to do
When I wanna scream every time I look at you
I ain’t safe and I ain’t sound
Might as well put me in the lost and found
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
Ohh ohh ohhh oohhh ohhhh oh oh
What am I supposed to say
When I wanna scream every time you look my way
I ain’t sad and I ain’t sound
Might as well put me in the lost and found
Because I feel like a crumpled up paper sac
Empty ring that’s been thrown in the trash
I gived and learned because I’m pretty smart
But I still don’t know why you want to tear me apart

Play this song
[Intro]
Thugger! Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Thugger)
Yeah, yeah
Thugger (Let’s get it)
[Chorus]
I’ma pull up fresh like some saran on this bitch (And)
I just might wake up and drop some bands on a bitch (Yeah)
I just might wake up and drop some bands on a bitch (Woo)
And I hope you hearin’ what I’m sayin’ on a bitch (Yeah)
Fuck her when I’m sleepin’ like a xan on a dick (Ah)
Nigga legendary, yes, I can make you lit (Ah)
Geeked up out my mind and I’ma spazz on a bitch (Facts)
Fuck her hard like a savage (Yee)
I just dropped some bands on my mothafuckin’ bitch (Woo)
I’ma throw some ones if you can make it split (Yee, woo)
I’ma throw some ones if you can make it split (Yeehee), hey (Woo)
I’ma throw these ones if you can make it spli-i-i-it (Yee, woo)
Yeah, hey, hey, hey (Thugger, Thugger, baby)
[Verse 1]
I’ll toss your salad, yeah, yeah, yeah (Swear to God)
I’ma pull up cleaner than Bel Air (Skrrt)
I’ma pull up when she mad at yo’ ass just to make her stare (Woah)
Umm, pull up with a brown Louis bag with them racks in (Racks, ah)
Boy, you know I got some racks in there
And I done got rich, so they taxin’ there (Ah)
I’m a Haiti baby, I got nappy hair (Woo)
I done showed her mad love, so she happy now (Yeah, yeah)
And I’m for you, baby, you can bail (I’m so fresh)
Can’t be disloyal ’cause yo’ crew in there (Hey)
I used to pull up and just shoot in there (Now what?)
Now I pull up and I sue in there (Sue ’em)
Fuck a California ‘Rari
I just gave her 150 for the Dually now (Hee)
Oh, baby, I’m so sorry
Got a nigga main bitch [?] now
Drink Ac’, smoke hella weed
Put your hands in the air if you get hella cheese
Fettuccine, baby, fettuccine (Nigga)
Got a lot of Ms like I’m Mickey D’s
[Chorus]
I’ma pull up fresh like some saran on this bitch
I just might wake up and drop some bands on a bitch (Yeah)
I just might wake up and drop some bands on a bitch (Yeah)
And I hope you hearin’ what I’m sayin’ on a bitch
Fuck her when I’m sleepin’ like a xan on a dick
Nigga legendary, yes, I can make you lit
Geeked up out my mind and I’ma spazz on a bitch
Fuck her hard like a savage
I just dropped some bands on my mothafuckin’ bitch
I’ma throw some ones if you can make it split (Yeah, yeah)
I’ma throw some ones if you can make it split (Yeah), hey (Yeah)
I’ma throw these ones if you can make it spli-i-i-it (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
[Verse 2]
(Yeah) I’m gettin’ high like
(Yeah) I’m flyin’ by like
(Yeah) And goodnight, bae
(Yeah, yeah) Don’t cry, bae
(Yeah) Shoot or die, bae
(Yeah) Shoot or die, bae (Woo)
(Yeah, yeah) [?] grey hair, I used some dye, bae
I’m just listenin’ to my high note
I’m gettin’ high on a high boat (Woah)
Put that dick in yo’ hot throat (Thugger)
‘Til you choke, oh
Don’t tease
New hunnids, blue cheese
Try me, nigga, please
Smoke yo’ ass like some seaweed (Brrrrt)
Nigga, class like a tie and I’ma shoot it all night, everybody in my eye, yeah
Niggas bitches screamin’ “Hi” every time I’m ridin’ by like a heaven in disguise, yeah
Boy, you gotta multiply, you can never divide, I
Owe some bitches in my ties
Which one I want, I can’t decide
[Chorus]
I’ma pull up fresh like some saran on this bitch
I just might wake up and drop some bands on a bitch
I just might wake up and drop some bands on a bitch
And I hope you hearin’ what I’m sayin’ on a bitch
Fuck her when I’m sleepin’ like a xan on a dick
Nigga legendary, yes, I can make you lit
Geeked up out my mind and I’ma spazz on a bitch
Fuck her hard like a savage
I just dropped some bands on my mothafuckin’ bitch
I’ma throw some ones if you can make it split (Yeah, yeah)
I’ma throw some ones if you can make it split (Yeah), hey (Yeah)
I’ma throw these ones if you can make it spli-i-i-it (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, my big 40 make sure all y’all stay shawty, bitch Yeah, real YSL shit, you know what I’m sayin’? Play this song
[Intro: Solo Lucci]
Foreign money
[?] don’t wanna be that nigga, yeah
So fuck ’em
[Verse 1: Solo Lucci]
I told my momma “Fuck a job, shit I’m trappin’, I done got in too deep” (I did)
Never follow rules, shit, that’s cool, shit wasn’t really meant for me (No)
Ever since the day granny died, it fucked me up mentally (Damn)
So I stay strapped up ready to ride on all of my enemies (Woo, woo)
Young niggas’ll shoot on the block just tryna get famous (Brrrt, brrrt)
It’s only one rule on the block, don’t sell dope to strangers (Oh no)
Hunnid ’round yo’ [?], you not really good at [?] (You better)
‘Cause they gon’ do the [?], they guapin’, how could you blame ’em? (I’m like)
Fuck ’em (Fuck ’em), fuck that bitch [?] don’t trust ’em (No)
Got the type of [?]
I’ma be skeetin’ Robitussin (Woo)
Then wake up and make a [?] (Yeah)
That lil’ bitch know about this thuggin’ (Rich)
Speak to him forever, hold your peace
[?] ain’t no ho in me (No)
See, niggas be talkin’ that gangsta, but when it get gangsta, they hide (They hide)
They walk in the [?] like gangstas, but that’s a disguise (That’s a disguise)
I remember the days when I used to slap niggas for lyin’ (Niggas for lyin’)
But I ain’t the same nigga I was and you better thank God (Woah)
‘Cause these niggas pussy, they pussy
Chop a nigga [?]
Hop out on foot (Damn), smoke a nigga like kush (Woah)
And I ain’t sayin’ I’m a killer (Woo)
Well, pussy nigga, don’t push (Oh no)
I’ma trapper turnt rapper, it’s gon’ cost a half a bird just to book (Brrr, brrr)
For real (No, no, no, no, no)
[Pre-Chorus: Solo Lucci]
No hysiding (No hysiding)
Momma didn’t teach me nothin’ but surviving (Surviving)
These niggas be talkin’ that gangsta, but they lyin’ (These niggas lyin’)
And if I say the word, my niggas ridin’ (Woo)
Don’t pipe me up (Yeah)
[Chorus: Solo Lucci]
Woah, woah (Woah)
Talkin’ that shit is a no no (No)
All of my niggas on [?] (Woah)
And they be ready for war, so
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up), hey
This ain’t no hysiding (No hysiding)
And if I say the word, my niggas mobbin’ (No, no, no)
Don’t pipe me up (Hey)
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up)
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up), hey
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up)
Don’t pipe me up, hey (Hey, hey)
No hysiding (No hysiding)
And if I say the word, my niggas ridin’ (No, no)
Don’t pipe me up
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I been takin’ Miley Cyrus, yeah (Thugger)
Even when I’m not geeked up, bitch, I’m still ridin’ (Rrrr, rrrr)
All my niggas [?] that nigga down (Yeah)
Dressed in all black like I’m Batman, all my niggas ridin’ (Yeah)
Stack that cash and get yo’ niggas up the street (Swear)
I’m just in the ‘yo, but I still got a hunnid racks on me
I had a Cutlas tinted tints, you can’t see me (No seein’)
As you can see, I just made Stevie Wonder [?] (What?)
I’m standin’ on the mothafuckin’ block with a rock in my pants, yeah
I know some
[?] had dog food before Ralo (What?)
Back when we was tryna kill each other with hollows
Ooh, I wore Fubu before a coupe (Wh-what?)
I was taught to get [?] for your [?] (New [?])
I know some of my words are twisted ’cause these screws (You dig?)
Don’t forget I paid a hunnid racks for these, too (127)
If you play with my crew, all I’ma tell you is–
[Pre-Chorus: Solo Lucci]
(No, no, no, no, no) No hysiding (No hysiding)
Momma didn’t teach me nothin’ but surviving (Surviving)
These niggas be talkin’ that gangsta, but they lyin’ (These niggas lyin’)
And if I say the word, my niggas ridin’ (Woo)
Don’t pipe me up (Yeah)
[Chorus: Solo Lucci]
Woah, woah (Woah)
Talkin’ that shit is a no no (No)
All of my niggas on [?] (Woah)
And they be ready for war, so
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up), hey
This ain’t no hysiding (No hysiding)
And if I say the word, my niggas mobbin’ (No, no, no)
Don’t pipe me up (Hey)
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up)
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up), hey
Don’t pipe me up (Don’t pipe me up)
Don’t pipe me up, hey (Hey)
No hysiding (No hysiding, no)
And if I say the word, my niggas ridin’ (No, no)
Don’t pipe me up
[Outro: Young Thug]
I got you, fool
Fuck is you thinkin’, nigga?

My eyes on the prize, not obsessed with this material
As you lounge in your pajamas and pop on that ethereal
Wheezin’, outta breath as you try to match my level
My [?] in your hair is all disheveled
[Hook]
Jumanji ganji, fuck it ’cause you raunchy
Knock a bitch out, corn fingers but it’s not me The soundtrack of my life, ho, continuously switchin’ songs
The haters tryna slay me ’cause I’m partial to the crazy
And at the end of the day you’re the one who’s tryna pay me
Down like a showdown, country girl’s a hold-down
Ignorant is bliss but I’m glad that you know now
My momma taught me good but my girls taught me better
Shake it to the rhythm, no matter the weather
My boy by my side, little ho’s tryna get him
But he’s wrapped around my finger, does it hurt when it sets in? Play this song
[Verse 1]
Rollin’ with the punches, bread snack and lunches
[?] in your hand, I got the flavor Cap’n Crunches
Clingin’ to the wall like poison ivy in [?]
Gulp that H20, make it rain and you bitchin’
Minajissistic attitude, smirkin’ at your interlude
Laughing at your lyrics, now you know why they call me rude
Prayin’, hopin’, if it’s ganja, you tokin’
Late on the payments and I’m [?] chain smokin’
Let’s jump this beat like a geek in an alleyway
Pin him to the wall, take his munch money anyway
Decipherin’ my meaning, a cryptic coded tongue twister
My evil twin’s back to attack, I know you missed her
Deck me out in [?] like that bitch Cinderella
Watch your back, in a snap I’ll be there to steal your fella
[Hook]
Jumanji ganji, fuck it ’cause you raunchy
Knock a bitch out, corn fingers but it’s not me
[Verse 2]
And a bitch flauntin’, claimin’ she a freak though
Butcher ears of virgins to the sound of Ashnikko
Lickin’ his licks to the rhythm, I can tell he’s randy
Whisper in my ear with pleadin’ puppy-eyes [?]
And I’m laughing at you hoes with my girl Sandy
Nod your head to this track and lick it like candy
Hashtag yolo, little bitch, grow up
Daily grind, hustle, you know she tryna get some
Me and my babydolls dancin’ like it’s ’99
Greeted just to roast you, film it like it’s prime time
Some call me the playground bully ’cause I make ya cry
But look a little closer, you’ll see right through a naked lie
[?] and we go back to the party
She cheated on her man, now she’s screaming that she’s sorry
[Hook]
Jumanji ganji, fuck it ’cause you raunchy
Knock a bitch out, corn fingers but it’s not me
[Verse 3]
And you gossip, this is nonsense, what this girl been sippin’ on?

Play this song
[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger, slatt
That’s all I’ma say, you know
Also, when I left, what, niggas broke the mic or some shit when I left? Nigga, I’m a multimillion artist, nigga, get it right
(Wheezy beats)
Hey
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Hey)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Swear)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Promise)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Woah)
Takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Take)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Another)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Swear)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Sheesh)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Hey)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Sheesh)
I’m goin’ to UK to pick up some Gs (Sheesh)
I’m goin’ to UK to get you some Gs (Sheesh, yeah)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Midol (Swear)
I’m takin’ the Vicodin [?] (I promise)
Oh yeah, I’m a snake, I’m a python (I swear)
My jeans 80 thousand, no [?] ones (Woo)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
My bitch do you nas–do you nasty, dawg (Bad)
Yo’ head is a lil’ bitty bag, dawg (Skrrt)
My boys on alert like a bad call (Woah)
My bitch is so bad, she bad, dawg (Get it)
I know it, I did, I did it, yeah (Did)
I did it, she [?] (You did it too?)
These pussy niggas flexin’ and they fraud (I did)
These pussy niggas flexin’ for they boy (Woah)
I’m goin’ in yo’ shit, nigga, [?] (Dig)
These pussy niggas really really [?] (Hee)
These pussy niggas really tellin’ (Get it right)
These pussy niggas really sellin’ (Okay)
These pussy niggas really jealous (Let’s get it)
These pussies know I’m so rebellious (Let’s get it)
These pussy niggas see me lovely (Ooh)
Pussy niggas see me [?] (Ooh)
Bitch, I’m bossin’, I’ma cash talk (Cash)
Bitch, I’m bossin’, I’ma cash talk (Oh, woah)
[?], woah, woah, woah (Yeah)
Molly, king toes, yeah, yo (Yeah)
Rich nigga, get my sack on (Yeah)
Chanel, yeah, for a bad broad (Yeah)
Woah, woah
Cook it, I cook up, the cook up (Woo)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to pick up some Gs (Pick up some Gs)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Tylenol)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Midol)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Tylenol)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Hee, hee)
I’m goin’ overseas to pick up some Gs (Gs, Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Get some Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to pick up some Gs (Pick up some Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Yeah, hey)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Midol (Midol)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Like Midol)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Like Tylenol)
I’m takin’ the Roxy like Midol (Okay)
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Racks in my pocket like cheese dip
Eliantte make you sea sick
Suck that dick until your knees itch
Suck that dick until your knees itch
Diamonds drippin’ on me, woo, hold up
She gon’ lick my like a fruit rollup
Young Savage got the juice, pour up, VVSs drippin’
VVSs drippin’ on me, they awesome
Tell my momma “Put some syrup in my coffin”
Play, I’ll have you niggas swimmin’ with dolphins
Poppin’ Percocets, nigga, I’m nauseous
Ain’t no Twitter beef, we pull up with choppers
Wrist, ear, it need a doctor
Ain’t no McDonalds, we eatin’ on pasta
Bad bitches like to play with they nostrils
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to pick up some Gs (Pick up some Gs)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Tylenol)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Midol)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Tylenol)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Hee, hee)
I’m goin’ overseas to pick up some Gs (Gs, Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Get some Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to pick up some Gs (Pick up some Gs)
I’m goin’ overseas to get some Gs (Yeah, hey)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Midol (Midol)
I’m takin’ the Molly like Midol (Like Midol)
I’m takin’ the Percy like Tylenol (Like Tylenol)
I’m takin’ the Roxy like Midol (Okay) The fuck, nigga?

Spencer-Williams (FATHER 1)]
How’s she settling in? Look at you! [Students of Horace Green]
Here at Horace Green
We face the future
Always striving, eager to succeed
Here at Horace Green
The old traditions shape who we are
In word and deed
Some are meant to read
We shoulder duties, seek perfection
Toil and never rest
Thanks to Horace Green
Our Alma Mater will take our place
Amongst the best
Here at Horace Green
We march in lock-step
Ever upward, destined to achieve
Here at Horace Green
We go forth proudly
Marked for success the day we leave
And we shall achieve
In years here after
Decked with honor
Worthy of these halls
Thanks to Horace Green
Our Alma Mater
Nothing will shake these ivy walls
Nothing will shake these ivy walls! Mullins
[Mr. Moonihav]
Zack
Zack! [Ms. [Mr. Mullins]
Good morning, Mr. [Mr. Mullins]
No running! Don’t make me call you twice
Try to walk as if you’re going somewhere. Spencer-Williams (FATHER 1)]
Are you sure you’ve got everything? Mullins, I wonder if I could bother you for a moment-
[Summer]
Mom, your car is in the ‘No-Parking’ zone
[Mrs. Mullins]
It’s hard to join a new school at your age, but she’ll be fine
[Mr. Hathaway]
All right, honey, if you’re-
She’s so definite, isn’t she just? Hathaway]
I know, honey, but I just wanted to-
[Summer]
Mom, I’ll do the asking. [Mr. Spencer-Williams
Hello, Tamika
[Tamika & Mr. Spencer-Williams (FATHER 2)]
Your homework, your books? [Mr. Mullins]
Good morning Mr. Go move the car
[Mrs. Moonihav
Good morning, Zack
Good morning Mrs. Mullins
[Mrs. Spencer-Williams (FATHER 1)]
Good morning, Ms. [Mrs. Hathaway
Good morning, Summer
[Summer]
Good morning, Ms. Spencer-Williams (FATHER 2)]
And your cold’s completely gone? Tuck in your shirt
[Ms. Hathaway]
Ms. Spencer-Williams (FATHER 1)]
It wasn’t a cold, just an allergy
I- I’m holding her lunch
Christ, Kevin, I’m holding her lunch
Tamika! [Ms. and Mr.

Ah je les vois déjà
Me couvrant de baisers
Et s’arrachant mes mains
Et demandant tout bas
Est ce que la mort s’en vient
Est ce que la mort s’en va
Est ce qu’il est encore chaud
Est ce qu’il est déjà froid
Ils ouvrent mes armoires
Ils tâtent mes faïences
Ils fouillent mes tiroirs
Se régalant d’avance
De mes lettres d’amour
Enrubannées par deux
Qu’ils liront près du feu
En riant aux éclats
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah je les vois déjà
Compassés et frileux
Suivant comme des artistes
Mon costume de bois
Ils se poussent du cœur
Pour être le plus triste
Ils se poussent du bras
Pour être le premier
Z’ont amené des vieilles
Qui ne me connaissaient plus
Z’ont amené des enfants
Qui ne me connaissaient pas
Pensent aux prix des fleurs
Et trouvent indécent
De ne pas mourir au printemps
Quand on aime le lilas
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah je les vois déjà
Tous mes chers faux amis
Souriant sous le poids
Du devoir accompli
Ah je te vois déjà
Trop triste trop à l’aise
Protégeant sous le drap
Tes larmes lyonnaises
Tu ne sais même pas
Sortant de mon cimetière
Que tu entres en ton enfer
Quand s’accroche à ton bras
Le bras de ton quelconque
Le bras de ton dernier
Qui te fera pleurer
Bien autrement que moi
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Je me vois déjà
M’installant à jamais
Bien triste bien au froid
Dans mon champ d’osselets
Ah je me vois déjà
Je me vois tout au bout
De ce voyage-là
D’où l’on revient de tout
Je vois déjà tout ça
Et on a le brave culot
D’oser me demander
De ne plus boire que de l’eau
De ne plus trousser les filles
De mettre de l’argent de côté
D’aimer le filet de maquereau
Et de crier vive le roi
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Era di primavera
Ed il vento ti portava a me
Avevi negli occhi
Il colore delle viole
Poi fu tempo d’estate
Fiori d’amore per noi
Avevi negli occhi
Il colore del sole
Era un anno fa, solo un anno fa
Quando accarezzavo i tuoi capelli
Era un anno fa, solo un anno fa
Quando tu ridevi insieme a me
Dopo venne l’autunno
E tu non ridevi più
Avevi negli occhi il color
Delle foglie ormai
Era un anno fa, solo un anno fa
Quando accarezzavo i tuoi capelli
Era un anno fa, solo un anno fa
Quando tu ridevi insieme a me

Play this song
[Sean Kingston]
It’s Sean and Weezy, Weezy [x8]
Let’s ride (ya mon!) and get high (Kingston!)
Let’s ride, and get high
We don’t back down, I’m laying the smack down
I’m sorry but you’re never gonna see me fall
We don’t back down, we movin’ in packs now
I’m sorry but you niggas don’t scare me at all
We don’t back down, we makin’ them stacks now
I’m sorry but we’re just gonna continue to ball
We don’t back down, I’m stating the facts now
But you niggas never gonna see us fall
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Chea! [Sean Kingston]
It’s Sean and Weezy, Weezy [x8] man, I do what I do, look at all the bullshit I been through
Some call beef with you know who – but I turn that to beef stew
Rapper eater eat you, and if we stop the beat
You can probably still hear me picking rappers from my teeth
I’m the last of the elite
I got money, fuck a friend
I got them goons on deck like pitchers in the bullpen
I’m the Lil Weezy Ana streets, nigga fuck where you been
On a scale of 1-10 – shawty I’m a 10
[Sean Kingston]
Let’s ride, and get high [x2]
We don’t back down, I’m laying the smack down
I’m sorry but you’re never gonna see me fall
We don’t back down, we movin’ in packs now
I’m sorry but you niggas don’t scare me at all
We don’t back down, we makin’ them stacks now
I’m sorry but we’re just gonna continue to ball
We don’t back down, I’m stating the facts now
But you niggas never gonna see us fall
Let’s ride, and get high [x2]
[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Armed and dangerous
Ain’t too many can bang with us
Straight up weed, no angel dust
Label us notorious
Thug-ass niggas that love to bust, it’s strange to us
Y’all niggas be scramblin’, gamblin’
Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
We just sittin’ here tryna win, try not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke, need oxygen
Steadily countin’ them Benjamins
Nigga, you should too, if you knew
What this game’ll do to you
Been in this shit since ’92
Look at all the bullshit I been through
So-called beef with you-know-who
Fucked a few female stars or two
Then I blew like nigga move like Mike
Shit, not to be fucked with
Motherfucker better duck quick
‘Cause me and my dogs love to buck shit
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit yo game, talk yo shit
Grab yo gat, call yo clique
Squeeze yo clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them niggas, I got to fight one
All them hoes, I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
What you gonna do: fight or run? Young and famous
Still armed and dangerous
Real nigga, take my own charge like LaDainian
Wild like a, Tasmanian devil, metal your cranium
I got my guap in a headlock; wrestlemania
Ha!

Yeah
Purps on the beat
Here I go, here I go again (Here I go, here I go)
In Los Angeles just came back from Japan (In Los Angeles just came back from Japan)
Here I go, here I go again traveling (Here I go, here I go again traveling)
[Pre-Chorus]
Here I go, here I go again
I’m in Los Angeles I just came back from Japan (Uh-huh)
I was on Percocets everyday, wasn’t fucking with them Xans (Uh-huh)
Here I go, here I go again (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Here I go, here I go again (Uh-huh)
I’m in Los Angeles I just came back from Japan (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Everyday I was on Percocets, wasn’t fucking with them Xans (Uh)
Turned studio to a trap house, like I was whipping with the pans
I spent 3,000 on some pants
She a horny dog, she just fucked me and my mans (She a horny dog)
Yeah, the groupie ain’t a fan (Yeah)
Still ain’t trust her so I fucked her with an uzi in my hand
[Verse 1]
Whoa, rocking that Rick, dawg
Feel like a beat, dawg, I got drip sauce
Pocket watching got you pissed off (Got you pissed off)
Just wait until you start staring at my wrist, dawg, ah (Gleam gleam gleam)
That mean I get super official (Uh-huh)
I’m a sad boy when it come to heartbreak, it’s in my lyrics (Uh-huh)
I know that I got millions (Uh-huh), I know that I got a mansion (Uh-huh)
On top of mansion that’s a big building (Uh-huh)
Parking lot wheelies, I put the milli’ in million
Wrist so cold like the AC on (Uh-huh)
All I care ’bout is hunnids, not tittys, twentys, like a [?] (Uh-huh)
Whatchu know about money, uh
I got my throwback Gucci on (Yeah)
Finna get in that oochie coochie
Fuck a hoochie to this song (Yeah)
Bootleg movies in my house, can’t go to the movies, dawg (Uh-uh)
I’m too important, ask me if I have competition I say “Nah” (Uh-uh)
They disappointed, I’m taking these pills can’t feel my jaw (Uh-uh)
I think I need a doctors appointment, they tell me that nothing wrong (Uh-huh)
I still think that nigga wrong
[Chorus]
Here I go, here I go again
I’m in Los Angeles I just came back from Japan
Everyday I was on Percocets, wasn’t fucking with them Xans
Turned studio to a trap house, like I was whipping with the pans (Uh)
I spent 3,000 on some pants (3,000 on pants)
She a horny dog, she just fucked me and my mans (She just fucked me and my mans)
Yeah, the groupie ain’t a fan (She a fan)
Still ain’t trust her so I fucked her with an uzi in my hand
[Verse 2]
I see them haters watching me on the internet (On the web)
Like “Here he go talkin’ bout his new watch again” (Gleam gleam)
That’s a two tone skeleton AP on his head
We get it, yeah I know you get it (Huh)
But you couldn’t afford it if you worked for your life [?]
That’s your forever girl? Play this song
[Intro]
Huh-uh
This my favorite part nigga
Huh-uh, yeah
LordPhazer in this bitch
Uh-huh, oh, yeah
Ya dig? I just may go rent her (Smash)
And drive that bitch around like a Mercedes Sprinter (Skrt, skrt)
So much money they think I got a money printer (Yeah)
So much drama sometimes I think I’m on Jerry Springer (What the fuck?)
I know some of these racist motherfuckers hate to pay up
Like “Why the hell did we just have to book this dirty nigga” (Ha-ha)
Times change (Yeah), but I still got that mask on my face like I’m in the KKK (Let’s go)
Bought a brand new guitar and a piano and a new AK (Let’s go)
Yeah, just incase, a fuck nigga get in my way (Uh-huh)
Two-three-three shots to a nigga in his face
Take two off his top like he gettin’ a fade
Send ’em rock bott’ niggas around your way
Bought a new watch, cost over 100k (Gleam)
So bright can’t see the time today (Damn)
Yeah, but it’s my time today (It is), I’m gon’ shine today
That’s today, tomorrow, ayy, that mean I’m in my prime (Okay)
[Chorus]
Here I go, here I go again
I’m in Los Angeles I just came back from Japan (Just came back from Japan)
Everyday I was on Percocets, wasn’t fucking with them Xans (I wasn’t fucking with them Xans)
Turned studio to a trap house, like I was whipping with the pans
I spent 3,000 on some pants (3,000 on some pants)
She a horny dog, she just fucked me and my mans (Me and my fucking mans)
Yeah, the groupie ain’t a fan (Groupie ain’t a fan)
Still ain’t trust her so I fucked her with an uzi in my hand (In my motherfucking hand)
[Outro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Triple nine the gang, yeah-yeah-yeah
When it come to this music shit I’ma po’ it, yeah-yeah-yeah
Billy Idol with that “Rebel Yell”
Fuck with me I send you straight to hell
Free my slime, hope he make bail
Keep him locked up if he tattle-tale

Please will you stop it with the imitation
It’s starting to get annoying
Don’t you have anything else to do
I’m just not interested in you
It seems you have a sick obsession with me
But to me you don’t mean a thing
Don’t I deserve a peaceful life to live
Without all of you bullying me
I can’t sleep anymore
My anxiety is killing me the most
I forget to eat and when I do
I remember all the awful things I’ve been through
There’s just not a single moment I’m feeling fine
I’m so anxious and I’m shaking all the time
I’m constantly thinking of suicide I can’t control my mind
If I have to live this life,I just don’t want to be alive
I don’t understand why you want
To destroy someone’s life
When it’s already messed up
Why you need to make me sad
Like I’m not feeling bad enough
But even if I were happy
I wouldn’t deserve to be treated like that
Please just stop,just make it stop
I just want to scream and cry
But I have to keep it quiet
Cause they’re having fun
When I’m crying so much
I want to sleep forever
And never wake up
Please help me to never wake up
I don’t understand why you want
To destroy someone’s life
When it’s already messed up
Why you need to make me sad
Like I’m not feeling bad enough
But even if I were happy
I wouldn’t deserve to be treated like that
Please just stop,just make it stop
The bullying drives me crazy
I can’t tell if I was meant to be like that
Or they made me
No one knows who I am
But everyone knows all my copycats
No one has a heart
They just laughing when I’m sad
I’m chocking I can’t breathe
And they just staring at me
I’m preparing something
And no one can stop me
Few years left
I swear it’s gonna end

C’était un soir, Messieurs, Mesdames
Où la télé était en panne
Ah je m’en souviendrai longtemps
Ce fut un sacré bon moment
On allait dîner tranquillement
Sans dévorer le petit écran
Sans se barder la chemise de nouilles
En regardant causer ces andouilles
C’était un soir, Messieurs, Mesdames
Où la télé était en panne
On allait louper à coup sûr
Les attentats, tous les coups durs
Tout ce qui dégringole à la ronde
Sur la calebasse du pauvre monde
Et tout le cortège désabusé
Des mêmes qui sont toujours baisés
C’était un soir, Messieurs, Mesdames
Où la télé était en panne
Su’l’ coup, mes parents pris de court
Voulaient appeler police secours
Ils se sont rués sur le palier
Et le moral salement cisaillé
Prenant leur courage à deux mains
Ils ont parlé à leurs voisins
C’était un soir, Messieurs, Mesdames
Où la télé était en panne
Dans les étages, de haut en bas
C’était partout le même tabac
C’était la panique dans la strasse
Ils trouvaient ça, tous, dégueulasse
Qu’un gouvernement libéral
Puisse tolérer un tel scandale
C’était un soir, Messieurs, Mesdames
Où la télé était en panne
On les a tous emmenés chez nous
Moi j’ai décroché mon biniou
Papa prit son accordéon
Le voisin du dessus, son violon
On a fait un bœuf du tonnerre
Un truc qui vous fout le cul par terre
Pour finir la nuit, Messieurs, Dames
Cupidon se mêlant aux programmes
Incroyablement pour maman
Son époux redevint son amant
Et quand mon vieux lui a dit “Je t’aime”
Ce fut comme un second baptême
Elle avait les calots brillants
Un coup de grisou dans le palpitant
C’était un soir, Messieurs, Mesdames
Où la télé était en panne
Pourtant, grâce à ce jour funeste
On a monté un chouette orchestre
Nous vendîmes nos télés aux puces
On vit maintenant de nos chorus
Et ça nous fait bien rigoler
Demain on passe à la télé

Aw made you soup
You a slave to a bleep in the beat loop
Play it in your Jeep, coupe, hooptie or beetroot juice-powered hippie van
Never really need to ask “Can he?”
“Yeah, Vic he can”
He like a Spick He-man
Master of the universe, nobody can doo-doo worse
Than I do-do You may never know
Speedy Gonzales couldn’t see how quick the cheddar go
Smartest dumb guys in the room
Run guys, it’s the mulatto Jeff Koons
They taco the best balloons
That’s breasts, you goons
I’mma festoon the room
Like Daniel Day-Lewis
They couldn’t even hold a candle if they Buddhist
(get that? Who got they shoes stepped on on whose block? Das Racist
Under your eyelids, phosphenes
A vase clean bizarro nasty
See me like it’s f**kin’ up your eyes, blepharoplasty
Wikipedia that, if you didn’t know
We aight but media cats think we clever though
Are we? No one ever heard of ’em yet like they some cool cops
When that shit drop it hit like it fell from a
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kool AD]
Heh, third verse, similar to the first two
Beat sounds hard like somebody finna hurt you, right? hahahahahaha)
Yeah we eating! Hey kids, you like Don Imus? [Verse 1: Heems]
Das Racist as an end to mindwash religion
Nowhere politics, bogus philosophies
Probably, possibly a mockery of monarchy
I’m complex like Cournot’s duopoly quantities
Rooftop, like we bringin’ ’88 back
White girls, Big Wheels, fortunes, Sajak
Mixtapes, many tapes, Mel Gibson “Payback”
Laid back, stay crack, eat those, stay fat
Engine, engine number nine
I’m on that New York transit line
I’m ill, everything I touch is a grill
With diamonds that’s chill, for real, I’m I’ll
I’m wack, like You, Me and Dupree
I’m ill like buy one get one free
I’m wack, like nobody wanna touch me
I’m ill like making jokes and burning Dutchies
I’m cliche, I feel as high as a rooftop
Contradict myself in raps like 2Pac
I ride gnarly till I’m Farley that’s dearly departed
And the party don’t start till I’m gettin’ it started
When the party get started, then I’ll get with ya darlin
I give it cause she want it, then I dip from your darlin
Before the next morning, I won’t give her no warnin’
I’m listening to Warning, I’m out the door stormin’
Maybe towards like a rooftop or a barbecue or somethin’
[Hook: Sampled]
Rooftop
Rooftop
Rooftop
Rooftop
[Verse 2: Despot]
Meet the man of your dreams about dyin’
Came up in the land of the free if y’all buyin’
When he ain’t cheatin’ or stealin’ it’s all lyin’
On the 108th Street in Queens you might find ’em
Wildin’, out for the night, dusk and daytime
Where the f**k you find the guff to even say rhymes
Get yourself stuffed by three browns and a beige guy
Hold down the fort and raise the roof at the same time
Das Racist, goodness gracious
Great balls of 8 Balls smooshed in faces
Break falls with cake, ya’ll hood rich famous
Lifestyles is type wild, ditch the cages
All the rage, kid, save your dollars
Cop that for moms, dads, nanas, papas
Top hats and big wigs powdered proper
So on the money he’s a founding father
Dodger, conniver, preach to choirs
Lied when he said his pants was on fire
Ants in his pants, your uncle’s none wiser
Escape with a string and a toothpick, MacGyver
f**k what them dumb youngster crews pop
Who hot?

Ik zie je nog steeds maar alleen in m’n dromen
Want je bent er niet meer, nee alleen in m’n dromen
Ik hoop dat het daarboven veel beter is
Veel beter dan hier beneden ons leven is
We zullen nooit vergeten hoeveel je voor ons deed
Voor wat jij betekende was er geen pen die het schreef
En ik kan het wel rappen maar de woorden zijn zoek
De woorden zijn zoek dus ik zoek en ik vloek
En soms kijk ik naar boven, en dan vraag ik me af
Is er een leven in de hemel of stil in je graf
Is er daar iemand die voor jou zal zorgen
Is er een dag en een nacht en heeft een morgen een morgen
Is het er donker of licht, is het daar koud of warm
Misschien is er niets, zonder jou zijn we arm
Zonder jou hier beneden ken ik sombere tijden
Vandaar dat ik deze tekst voor je wilde schrijven
Oooooh we missen je, en ik hoop dat het daarboven beter is
Geloof is het enige, is het enige dat nu nog in leven is
Oooooh we missen je, en ik hoop dat het daarboven beter is
Geloof is het enige, is het enige dat nu nog in leven is
Ik denk terug aan vroeger toen we samen waren
1 familie zo hecht dat we samen aten
Samen aan tafel zaten, laat op zaterdagavond
Voor de buis thuis, gezellig samen waren
Nu pas besef ik het, toen was ik veel te jong
En dacht ik veel aan mezelf omdat verdriet niet bestond
Ja nu zie ik het, ik was een egoïst
Omdat ik de helft van wat ik nu weet toen niet wist
Het was een harde les, een veel te harde les
Maar of het goed voor me was dat kan ik niet zeggen
Nu ben ik volwassen ik heb m’n eigen huis
Een toekomst en een eigen thuis
En als iemand me vraagt hoe het nou gaat
Dan zeg ik goed, ennuh da’s een goede vraag
Maar het verdriet blijft, net als de rouw
Ik zou m’n eigen leven gegeven hebben voor jou
Oooooh we missen je, en ik hoop dat het daarboven beter is
Geloof is het enige, is het enige dat nu nog in leven is
Oooooh we missen je, en ik hoop dat het daarboven beter is
Geloof is het enige, is het enige dat nu nog in leven is
Je hebt teveel geleden, dat had niet moeten gebeuren
Ma, hoop dat je me hoort en weet dat we treuren
Want we wachten nog steeds
Ja op die ene dag, op dag dat we je zien met je mooie lach
Die zo bijzonder was, en niemand anders had
Luister, er is niemand die jou kan vervangen mam
Want zo was er maar 1, 1 als jij, 1 moeder voor mij zou in mijn leven zijn
1 moeder was genoeg voor dit hele gezin
We missen je ma, vanaf de dag dat je ging
Oooooh we missen je, en ik hoop dat het daarboven beter is
Geloof is het enige, is het enige dat nu nog in leven is
Oooooh we missen je, en ik hoop dat het daarboven beter is
Geloof is het enige, is het enige dat nu nog in leven is

Je venais de débarquer aux États-Unis
Pour faire un papier su’ les milieux pourris
Des junquies, de la défonce
À Chelsea et dans le Bronx
Du sexe au crime c’était la déprime
Je l’ai vue dans un p’tit snack aux lumières glauques
Grignotant un hamburger devant son coke
Elle avait une telle grâce
Dans cet univers de crasse
Elle m’a filé comme une envie de chialer
{Refrain:}
Depuis la nuit des temps que Cupidon boudait
Je savais que c’était elle que j’attendais
C’était une belle Ferrari, pas pour ma poire
Comme t’en vois seulement quand t’allumes un pétard
Je lui ai dit : I love you
Mais elle en avait vraiment
Rien à cirer et elle s’est marrée
Je l’ai suivie comme un clébard à Central Park
Elle m’a dit : des mecs comme toi, j’en ai ma claque
Moi, ce que je veux c’est de l’osier
Un type qui en a dans le gésier
Et pour l’amour on verra toujours
{au Refrain}
Elle me dit qu’elle en a marre de tortiller du prose
Et de michetonner pour se payer sa dose
Et qu’elle cherche un camion
Pour partir à Los Angeles
Sans rien en poche, y faire du cinoche
Je l’ai emmenée dans la quarante-deuxième rue
À la gare routière la plus grande de New-York
Tout au long de la balade
On s’embrasse comme des malades
Elle me lâche plus le coude jusqu’à Hollywood
{au Refrain}
Elle s’est fait jeter par cinquante imprésarios
Avant de faire un bout d’essai dans un studio
Quand à moi, pauvre ringard
On m’a viré de mon canard
Et c’est pourquoi j’écris des scénars
À présent, qu’elle est devenue une sacrée star
Elle a eu l’oscar en tournant notre histoire
On s’adore, on s’engueule, on a du fric à la pelle
Mais j’ suis plus moi et elle c’est plus elle
Elle a tout le temps l’œil braqué sur le box-office
Et sur les starlettes qui attendent qu’elle vieillisse
Et notre vie, on la vit dans cette putain d’atmosphère
À coups d’oscars, à coups de somnifères
{au Refrain}

Hun tar alle mine penger
Og alle mine beste klær
Finnes det noen rettferdighet
Helvete virker ganske nær
Og om jeg kunne skulle jeg dratt
Til et ganske annet sted
Men hun forhekser meg denne kvinnen
Jeg tror det er woodoo hun driver med
Det må være woodoo hun driver med
Hun flyr rundt på byen støtt
Med alle og enhver
Hvem vet hva som går for seg
Kanskje de pisker hverandre med lær
Og dette livet jeg må leve gjør meg syk
Og svært svært trett
Jeg har snakket med mine beste venner
De sier ingenting er ment å være lett
For hun har meg nå i sin hule hånd
For henne er jeg som en puddel i bånd
Ja hun har meg nå i sin hule hånd
Når hun er full
Forteller hun at hun elsker meg
Så disker hun opp med vin
Hun ber meg lage nattmat
Og sier hun er lei seg
Og jeg er lurt igjen
Det er klart
Jeg har nok aldri vært særlig smart
For denne kvinnen hun er uimotståelig
Hva kan jeg gjøre
Hva kan jeg si
Det må være woodoo
Det må være magi
Pur magi
Hun driver med

I awake from a long, deep sleep
In a leaky little boat on a wide blue sea
I spy no island, rock or shore
And the sea, she’s a-comin’ to me through a hole in the floor
And the tide come in and the tide go out
And the waves they come knock my little boat about
And the sky turn black and the sky turn blue
I got no pail, no sail, no anchor, too
Just a leaky little boat
And as I wake I look around
I have no notion where I’m bound
So many different colored boats I see
Are all leaky, lonely, and driftin’
Just like me
And the tide come in and the tide go out
And the waves they come toss my little boat about
And the sky turn black and the sky turn blue
I got no pail, no sail, no anchor, too
Just a leaky little boat…
I spy no island rock or shore
I spy no island rock or shore
I spy no island shore
And the sea keeps a-comin’ to me through a hole in the floor
In my leaky little boat…
I spy no island rock or shore…
Alone, adrift together are we
Slowly sinkin’ in a deep blue sea
But we smile and we wave
And we say, “I’m afraid…and I love you…and here we go…”
And the tide come in and the tide go out
And the waves they come toss my little boat about
And the sky turn black and the sky turn blue
I got no pail, no sail, no anchor, too
Just a leaky little boat…

S pensando siempre
Siempre en m? S
Y no olvidar? S
Siempre siempre me llevar? S
En tu coraz? Saber de m? S
No podr? S jam? Nada m? Siempre siempre recordar? Aunque te enamores
Otra vez mi vida
Aunque tengas todo
Aunque seas feliz
Aunque te enamores
Y te quieran mucho
Vivir? Siempre siempre me llevar? Siempre siempre recordar? N vivir? Y aunque t? S olvidar
Y aunque te hablen de amor querr? S
Y no olvidar? S que te am? N vivir? S
T? S
En tu coraz? Siempre siempre me llevar? S la vida pensando en m? S que te am? Estes lejos
Y aunque nunca vuelvas
Vivir?

너무 평범했어 그 알림
안부 톡인 줄만
길고 긴 문장들과 점들이
왠지 심상치 않았어
고민고민 정리된 문장
그냥 즉흥적인 홧김은 아냐
오래오래 쌓인 너의 맘 한 줄 한 줄
내가 할 말을 다 아는 듯
완벽한 이별 이유를 정독한 뒤
너의 단호한 이별 의지를
받아들이기로 했어
고마웠단 사랑했단 말도
우리 행복했단 미안했단 흔한 말도
다 구차한 좋은 사람 되기 몇 글자
답장은 하지 않을게
나가기를 누르려고 해
우리 오래된 방
수많은 약속들과 추억이
단 한 번 터치에 사라져
진짜 방을 나가겠냐고
아니오 예 단 두 개 되물음
머뭇머뭇 주춤 보다가 결국 결국
사랑에 탓이 어딨겠어
우리도 때가 된 것뿐 아니겠어
너의 단호한 이별 의지를 받아들이기로 했어
고마웠단 사랑했단 말도
우리 행복했단 미안했단 흔한 말도
다 구차한 좋은 사람 되기 몇 글자
답장은 하지 않을게
너의 톡은 완벽한 이별
더 이상 우리 방은 없어

[Intro: YFN Lucci]
SpeakerBangerz
MJ on the beat, ho
You know
Uh, yeah, yeah yeah
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Gold, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole, uh
[Post-Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, uh, uh
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big gold Rolex, yeah, huh
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole
Whole lotta ice, cold, know your ho gone
f**k her by the night, [?], f**k her life up (Long)
Hate to say that life’s short, but my money long
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Bridge: YFN Lucci]
Big ole, big ole, big gold Rolex, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah (Better be more)
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Verse 1: YFN Fat]
Big body (Big), yeah you know that I’m slidin’, yeah
Don’t play with me, and I was raced up in the street, yeah
Big ole check, went and bought a Rollie so [?] could flex
Real big ole check, got a big ass Cuban around my neck, yeah
Penthouse, and this ain’t even [?]
‘Bout to buy a big house, no more sleepin’ with no heater
Come too slow better keep up, ayy OG, where the [?] bro? Flood my wrist with [?] rocks, big ole big ole big ole [?]
[Bridge: YFN Lucci]
Big ole, big ole, big gold Rolex, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah (Big ass)
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Gold, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Post-Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, uh, uh
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big gold Rolex, yeah, huh
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole
Whole lotta ice, cold, know your ho gone
f**k her by the night, [?], f**k her life up (Long)
Hate to say that life’s short, but my money long
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Verse 2: YFN Fat]
Big ole big ole, long way
I’m the type to push up in the hood, the dumb way
We be smokin’ big ole Backwoods, the [?] way
Push up on your block, ayy, wet it up the mop way
You know [?] shoot it up in broad day (No cap)
Got [?] with [?] SK
Yeah we SK, shoot at they vest and they face, ayy
Yeah, Dat Way, big ole check on the plate (Plate)
Big ole expense, Cartier
Big ole, big ole check on me today (Today)
I’ma buy a bad bitch and f**k her everyday (Everyday)
And I’ma buy a bad bitch and f**k her everyday, now (Everyday)
[Bridge: YFN Lucci]
Big ole, big ole, big gold Rolex, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Gold, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big ole check, yeah
Big ole, big ole, big ole baguettes, yeah
Big ole big ole, big ole, uh
[Post-Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, uh, uh
Big ole, big ole, big ole, big check, yeah (It’s time)
Big ole, big ole, big gold Rolex, yeah, huh (Rolex)
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole
Whole lotta ice, cold, know your ho gone
f**k her by the night, [?], f**k her life up (Long)
Hate to say that life’s short, but my money long (Long)
Big ole big ole, big ole big ole, uh
[Outro: YFN Fat & YFN Lucci]
Big ole, oh
That big ole, oh whoa
Got big gold, oh
Got big gold, whoa
Got big rocks, in my Rollie flood the time
Big rocks, flood them ho, it make you tired
Now, oh

You thought you put me down
Well turns out I survived
What didn’t kill me made me stronger
You won’t make it out alive
There’ll be no mercy
No way that you’ll be saved
The walls you built to hide behind
Have now become your grave
[Chorus]
Barricaded visions
You watch the world around you fall apart
You’ll fall apart
Desperate, seeking solace
A chance to run or fight
Hopeless, your grip slipping
It’s time to say goodbye
Bleh
And as the light begins to fade
You beg and plead but it’s too late
Retaliation
Failure has a price to pay
(And now you die today)
[Chorus]
Barricaded visions
You watch the world around you fall apart
Now embrace the cataclysm
As I’m ripping out your heart
You should’ve known
You should’ve made sure
I was dead and buried
But now the victor claims his prize
Retaliation
A grave mistake you won’t live to regret
You’re finished
Your body is drained of its lifeblood
Abomination
Your desolation is all that I leave in my wake
Nobody is gonna save you
Too late to turn back time
I’ll finish what you started
Revenge is finally mine
Nobody is gonna save you
Too late to turn back time
I’ll finish what you started
Revenge is finally mine
Nobody is gonna save you
Too late to turn back time
I’ll finish what you started
Revenge is finally mine

Welcome to the mystery show
Welcome to the mystery show
Forget the man who had a breakthrough
And wants to tell of things to shake you
But he’s so nervous of indictment
He stays at home and leaves the lights out
And the more that you grow
The less you’re sure of what you know
You want to understand
This mortal masterplan
You want to travel down
A road that can’t be known
You want to theorise
With eloquence and alibis
Then lose the evidence
That goes against your own
Welcome to the mystery show
Welcome to the mystery show
Forget the paranoid believer
Who heard a noise on his receiver
Instead of growing with the town folk
He stays alone out on the back roads
You want to understand
This mortal masterplan
You want to travel down
A road that can’t be known
You want to theorise
With eloquence and alibis
Then lose the evidence
That goes against your own
Forget the child who used to wonder
If God’s above and man is under
The more you know you need to find Him
The more your conscience tries to hide Him
And the more that you grow
The less you’re sure of what you know
You want to understand
This mortal masterplan
You want to travel down
A road that can’t be known
You want to theorise
With eloquence and alibis
Then lose the evidence
That goes against your own
So welcome
You’re so welcome
Welcome to the mystery show
Welcome to the mystery show
Welcome to the mystery show
Welcome to the mystery show

Well I love your little smile
Every time makes me wild
I’m just a believer
I believe in u and me
Here we’re walking hand in hand
In a bernadotte land
Words sure come easy
Carried by the breeze in July
And I don’t mind a little rain
Helps me to find words to explain
Love is a temple, step into my dome
House full of candels, make it your home
My gates are wide open, a fine praying time
Stay with me baby hold me for a while
Holy water from my eyes
Coloured by the evening light
Acts of love and innocence
Hope it never ends
And I don’t mind a little rain
Helps me to find words to explain
Love is a temple, step into my dome
House full of candels, make it your home
My gates are wide open, a fine praying time
Stay with me baby hold me for a while
Hope you like it here, my southern heights
Heard the good and bad, the story of my life
You can stay or you can rise
Love is a temple, step into my dome
House full of candels, make it your home
My gates are wide open, a fine praying time
Stay with me baby hold me for a while

Adeus, adeus
Meu pandeiro do samba
Tamborim de bamba
Já é de madrugada
Vou-me embora chorando
Com meu coração sorrindo
E vou deixar todo mundo
Valorizando a batucada
Adeus, adeus
Meu pandeiro do samba
Tamborim de bamba
Já é de madrugada
Vou-me embora chorando
Com meu coração sorrindo
E vou deixar todo mundo
Valorizando a batucada
Em criança com samba eu vivia sonhando
Acordava e estava tristonha chorando
Jóia que se perde no mar
Só se encontra no fundo
Samba mocidade
Sambando se goza
Nesse mundo
E do meu grande amor
Sempre eu me despedi sambando
Mas da batucada agora me despeço chorando
E guardo no lenço esta lágrima sentida
Adeus batucada
Adeus batucada querida

Ich drah mi goar ned um! Do ist der ollaärmste Mann
Dem anderen viel zu reich –
Das Schicksal setzt den Hobel an
Und hobelt’s beide gleich! Die Jugend will holt stets mit Gwolt
In allem glücklich sein
Na und, so ist die Jugend holt –
Jetzt find’s euch endlich drein! Da streiten sich die Leut herum
Wohl um den Wert des Glücks
Der ane haßt den andern dumm
Am End weiss kaner nix! Ja, da leg ich meinen Hobel hin
Und sog, das Lebn woar sche! Ihr Spießer, ihr seid’s bös deswegn
Und schimpft’s as blöde Frotzen –
Sie setzen ihren Hobel an
Und hobeln euch a Gltzen! Mach keine Umständ – geh!”
Da leg ich meinen Hobel hin
Und sog der Wölt ade! Zeigt sich der Tod einst, mit Verlaub
Und zupft mi: “Brüaderl, kumm!”
Da stöll ich mich am Anfang taub
Und drah mi goar ned um! Doch sogt er: “Older, reiss dich z’samm!

brink?)…? Cripple in the woods ain’t going the prom/farm
Going to the city, girl done me wrong
That girl’s pretty, pretty as can be
But she cut off my legs starting from the knee
Ain’t gonna marry that girl no more
Ain’t gonna marry that girl
Ain’t gonna marry that girl no more
Ain’t gonna marry that girl
Took me home, made me…(drink?)
Cut off my legs, threw’em in the (drain? She thought I was trapped but not for long
Made a wheelchair and I was gone
Chorus
Cripple in the woods ain’t going to the prom/farm
Going to the city, girl done me wrong
Girl she wanted to be my bride
My feelings for her I couldn’t hide
Chorus
Got to the woods to my shack
To that prom/farm I’ll never go back
I know she’s out there looking for me
Gotta stay away from insanity
Chorus

Hei älä turhaan jää seinänviertä kulkemaan
Kutsuttuna juhliin kynnykselle seisomaan
Jos katsoa sä voisit niinkuin minä katson sua
Sun ei koskaan enää tarvitsisi piiloutua
Anna minun nähdä sun kasvosi, nähdä kuinka valosi loistaa
Anna minun kuulla sun äänesi, kuulla kuinka ilosi soi
Anna sateen huuhtoa surusi, anna tuulen helmoja nostaa
Tänään on tullut sun päiväsi nyt on sinun vuorosi loistaa
Kuka opetti sua maata kohti katsomaan
Että parempi ois varovasti rakastaa
Älä luule että ainut oisit jota pelottaa
Täs ois toinen ja se toinen sua odottaa
Anna minun nähdä sun kasvosi, nähdä kuinka valosi loistaa
Anna minun kuulla sun äänesi, kuulla kuinka ilosi soi
Anna sateen huuhtoa surusi, anna tuulen helmoja nostaa
Tänään on tullut sun päiväsi nyt on sinun vuorosi loistaa
Anna minun nähdä sun kasvosi, nähdä kuinka valosi loistaa
Anna minun kuulla sun äänesi, kuulla kuinka laulusi soi
Anna sateen huuhtoa surusi, anna tuulen helmoja nostaa
Tänään on tullut sun päiväsi nyt on sinun vuorosi loistaa
Anna minun nähdä sun kasvosi, nähdä kuinka valosi loistaa
Anna minun kuulla sun äänesi, kuulla kuinka ilosi soi
Anna sateen huuhtoa surusi, anna tuulen helmoja nostaa
Tänään on tullut sun päiväsi nyt on sinun vuorosi loistaa
Tänään on tullut sun päiväsi nyt on sinun vuorosi loistaa
Tänään on tullut sun päiväsi nyt on sinun vuorosi loistaa