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Lloyd – Caramel Lyrics

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 1]
She like five-five
Group up on the East Side
She a college girl but she like the hood type
She the only jug, I need to get my mind right
I don’t got to ask, she said that it’s all mine
Had a boyfriend when I met her
But he a lame so you know I had to get her
Had to let go of my old things for her
But I don’t mind
Cause she bad, yeah she hella fine

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 2]
She drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin
Like a leaky faucet
Now she got me trippin, how she grip
Damn it I done lost it
No more yola whippin, soda sippin, pimpin, trickin, flossin
Only mission is to find the right position for her body
Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan
How she compliment my body
Jason Witten, tunnel vision
She gon catch it, feel it, toss it
Met in ATL and I brought her to New Orleans
We go together well like we caramel and chocolate

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

Dom Kennedy – First Time Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
Bathin’ Ape sweatsuit Cartier glasses
I wish I walked around (?)
Can’t even take a day off it’s so intense
You know feeling when you riding around, paper tents
How dare you looking like you ain’t convinced
When it’s fall I bet we still rake it in
It’s no room you can’t have this much paper in
This niggas ghetto as fuck and still can’t swim
I touch water so clear
I was already a player
Just made me aware
Diamonds I share
My son is my heir
He gone be wealthy as fuck
He gone be healthy as fuck
Gucci polo for picture day
She just can’t wait for February to come
Black Chanel with the bow to match
Some where along the way we got so attached

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy] 2x
Guess you could say you’se the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
When shit got hot

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
Oh now y’all want to talk black businesses
Come to LA get your apprentice shift
On Crenshaw I’ll have this liquor store
Sydney Lyons say nah just give them more
Don’t never quit the game if you love it
You might not ever get to see through (?)
All them nights spent with hoes got repercussion
But when you 80 dawg who you gone end up with
I might just hit it out the park like Justin
Game 2, paid dues
I remember rocking songs for the first time
I remember taking off her thong for the first time
I need everybody to stand like church time
And when I see the skyline off the turnpikes
And LA sunset with you by myself

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy]
You know
Guess you could say you’se the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
When shot got hot

[Outro: Lionel Richie (Dom Kennedy)]
I wish the world were truly happy (when I wake up in the morning)
Living as one
I wish the word they call freedom someday would come
Someday would come

Lionel Richie never lied
Lionel Richie never lied
Lionel Richie never lied

Dom Kennedy – The Resurrection Lyrics

[Intro : Dom Kennedy]
Let’s bow our head, both hands fuck it

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy] 2x
Lord bless our food
Bless our mood
Bless our homies
Bless our girl
Bless our thoughts
Bless our ad-libs

This is non fiction
This is non fiction

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
I’m tired of fucking these fucking these ungrateful girls
Tried to go big on me told her don’t do that
Feelings up a trial let my lungs collapse
Woke up this morning bitch I’m done with rap

I need something realer
This ain’t no run up to the mill
This Aliyah’s one in a million but still y’all boys don’t feel
I set examples for the children
K live doing (?) appeals
Standout like Jameis Winston around these Dilfords
The hood Quincy Tarantino jacket real fur
Told her don’t suck me off we gotta chill first
Jay Skill say he coming after Spielberg
I rather live in St. — than see trial
Hit Pacific Diner Car then blow a cloud
This AMG is what we floating in now
Time heals open wounds reconcile

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy]
Lord bless our food
Bless our mood
Bless our homies
Bless our girl
Bless our thoughts
Bless our ad-libs

This is non fiction
This is non fiction

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
We need a SOS
I think we need a SOS
For all this Mack of Love
Running to Vegas let’s peace up
Bump into Karrchue while eating brunch
We use to stay at the flamingo can’t even front
Told myself I gotta be rich at least once
So asked Gavin McNeal he know what’s up
As long as we got each other we got enough
Signing docs at the house gave me paper cuts
I wished that for my life and my dead niggas
I can feel your soul bumping through the system
We use to drink and drive out to riverside
Living dangerous as fuck
These snipers ain’t enough to get me 15 bucks
What am I suppose to do with that
I’m getting skinny but I’m counting racks
Health is wealth what’s going on she ain’t calling back
I done really fucked up this time
Look like I done really really fucked up this time
I’m off from January until December
Alkaline water and tequila in my liver
Smoke this club papers with the kush in the center
Never no cocaine in it
I can’t hang with it
I might jump, I already wore my Armani suit too much

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy]
Lord bless our food
Bless our mood
Bless our homies
Bless our girl
Bless our thoughts
Bless our ad-libs

This is non fiction
This is non fiction

Give credit where it’s due at
Give credit where it’s due at
SOS, I think we need a SOS
Yeah, yeah

Doja Cat – NINTENDHOE Lyrics

[Hook]
Can I get a hell yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeaaaah?

Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell yeah?
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…)
Can I get a hell yeah?
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…)

[Verse 1]
Bitch wanna roast me
Cuz I got a xbox one
I don’t even have no games
All I play is gta
My nigga got Franklin dick
Livin in a franklin crib
I’ma get frank lil bitch
Why you on my frank like this
Bitch I’m annual flossing
VVS
Yeah I play animal crossing
Gamecube, 3DS
I ain’t ever been poor
Used to play sims 4
Put a lil wall round niggas
Take the door off trap em in the swimmin pool

I don’t play fortnite fuck that
Chun li when I street Fight
Bust back
You ain’t got combos whats that
Rock bitches on mortal kombat
It’s tricky to rock a rhyme
Merk bitches on ssx
Leave bitches all bald like Seeiah
Mic check em like test test test
I remember my downward spiral
Back when I was playin Spyro
When I never went out n lied low
Way before my lil ass went viral

Super smash bros
You so ass though
Prolly pick Kirby
So you don’t get smashed on!

[Pre-Hook]
Shake that ass hoe (4x)
Can I get a hell yeah?

[Hook 2]
Can I get a hell yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeaaaah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell yeaaaah?
Can, can, can, can, can, can, can….
(Can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I…)

Can I get a hell yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Master of my craft never played minecraft
Look how my mind crafts things
Be on my halo tings
Look at my sonic rings
Ahooga don’t push me
I hadouken
Hear the “toasty”?
Donkey kong when he drum on that pussy
I don’t play but I sure ain’t no rookie
Steal a nigga like a bandit, boo
Then spend every penny of his bands and loot
Now she think that I’m the devil like a bandicoot
Wawawawawawa what u wanna do?

Yo, Can I get it, get it yah

[Hook 3]
Can I get a hell yeah?
(Oh yeahhh!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Ho yeahhh!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Ho yeahhh)
…*mumbling* hell yeah, yeah
(Ho yeah)

Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Yah, yah!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Yeah yeahhh!)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Ha, oh yeahhh)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ráh

Paloma Faith – Warrior lyrics

[Verse 1]
Break down, tears fall to the ground
Tell myself: “Do it, nothing can be found”
When you’re a fighter
You’re a fighter
You’re a fighter, fight on baby

[Verse 2]
Some days I’m sure I lose to fate
Some days I cannot find my faith
But I just fight on
I just fight on
I just fight on baby, baby

[Pre-Chorus]
And I am a wounded warrior
And now that the enemy is closing in
I am a wounded warrior
Looking for someone to let me in

[Chorus]
Black and blue, I’m begging you
Take me in, I’m surrendering
Black and blue, but if I’m with you
If I’m with you, I’ll live to fight on through

[Verse 3]
I’ll let go, walk into the unknown
If I surrender, if I lay my arms down
Am I a fighter?
Am I a fighter?
Cause I’ve been fighting so long baby

[Pre-Chorus]
And I am a wounded warrior
And now that the enemy is closing in
I am a wounded warrior
Looking for someone to let me in

[Chorus]
Black and blue, I’m begging you
Take me in, I’m surrendering
Black and blue, but if I’m with you
If I’m with you, I’ll live to fight on through

[Bridge]
I am a wounded warrior
And now that the enemy is closing in
I am a wounded warrior
Looking for someone to let me in

I am wounded warrior
Now that the enemy is closing in
Closing in
Looking for someone to let me in, oh!

[Chorus]
Black and blue, I’m begging you
Take me in, I’m surrendering
Black and blue, but if I’m with you
If I’m with you, I’ll live to fight on through