Slicker Stk – Estranged Lyrics (feat. Quayba)

Love. Odo. Sumor
Its a feeling that you cannot ignore
It Takes over your body and consumes your soul
Once you let it in you don’t wanna let go
You dey ah, then you dey figure sey the whole world be your own
Wherever she’s at feels like home
Then comes the moments where you’re only human and
You no sheda plan am but things begin to get a little different and
You dey here, she dey there, and a cell phone becomes your new friend
That, which was once close is no where near
Now its all memories id love to share
Lets go!

Verse
——
You’re the reason, i’m freezing, negative degrees and
Be like Slicker make high cause i cannot see sh**
So sick I dey hia that Marvin Gaye, healing
Pedal to the metal for your heart I am speeding (vrooom!)
And nothing can crash it, love you and you loving me back makes it fantastic
You’re a classic, tough chick, so Jurassic
Backa you dey carry’s got me going azzmatic (-matic), WOAH!!
Body hot, girl you smokin’ like shisha
You dey give brains, intellectual teacher
Attitude, diva, you’re definitely a keeper
Got me drooling for that kinda dope that ain’t reefer
True talk, girl you’re too strong, make I weak roff
I just wanna Mek you my companion no be show off
I just want you sittin’ by my side when I take off
No dey biz what jealousy go talk, they can piss off

Hook
——
Used to feel like heaven
Now we’re downhill strolling
Up and down, round and round in circles we keep twirling
You know it, I know it was over before it begun
(STK) What you mean it’s over? Baby make we start over
Used to be like morning
Sunrise and bright lights, but now our light is dim and out
We can’t ignite the flame
I might have had my best days with you but baby I’m through
Until I was never hurt

Verse
——
Make i catch plane for ya-(uh!)
Stop a train for ya-(uh!)
Carry your backa for my head top like, Kaya? (Huh?)
You dey claim it’s over but, baby tell a side Nigga
Make he step back! move back! Muje Baya!
When we started off, we was like, Brangelina
Well, rydee I’m the case of the Ex, (“M’adane Mya)
My head dey bash, i loose guard, now she taya
She no dey hia me take do nothing, I’m expired

Repeat Hook

They say real love’s never lost
If e lost aah then it was never real
Whats the deal?….
STK, aye!

Zarastruta – Boogie Hype Lyrics

[Intro: Bigu]
Bebendo e vendo o amanhecer
Baby
Larga a mão, deixa eu conhecer
Crazy
De baile wave a Marvin Gaye, bola um base
Marco strike e dou um beijo nessa boca
Baby
Larga a mão, deixa eu conhecer
Crazy
De baile wave a Marvin Gaye, bola um base
Marco strike e dou um beijo nessa boca

[Verso 1: Bigu]
Uma dose desse whisky caro
Eu paro o carro
Praia brava claro
Clara acende meu cigarro
Para com esse rebolado trava
Na minha cara eu calo
Mudo de estado
Essas gata fala inglês
Eu falo tudo errado
Seu tênis é de burguês
O meu todo rasgado
Nós se entende toda vez
Ou só quando tá deitada
Do meu lado
Ocupando o mesmo espaço
Ela tem grana pra pagar a faculdade
Eu to fazendo grana pelo palco da cidade
Eu invisto, meu bem, por isso eu não sou visto
Eu só tenho tempo pra cuidar da minha vida e não da sua vaidade

[Refrão: Bigu]
Sem caô-ô-ô
Sem caô-ô-ô
Bebendo vendo o amanhecer
Baby
Larga a mão, deixa eu conhecer
Crazy
De baile wave a Marvin Gaye, bola um base
Marco strike e dou um beijo nessa boca
Sem caô-ô-ô
Baby
Larga a mão, deixa eu conhecer
Crazy
De baile wave a Marvin Gaye, bola um base
Marco strike e dou um beijo nessa boca

[Verso 2: Maori]
Ai meu deus…
Cada cena um absurdo
Bem classe
Mina louca, motor turbo
10 por hora, meia noite
Atravessando pelo túnel
Boogie nipe nos falantes
Desbravando nosso mundo
Estrela do mar que brilha acima do sol
Toda luz do mundo escondida no teu olhar
Verão beira mar, cê vestida com o lençol
E a uva docinha, preparada pra queimar
E eu nem sei como ela faz
Vai saber o que ela tem
Me pediu pra ficar mais e eu queria também
Baby, eu vou mas volto já
La pras ilhas de Só vem
Sabe, eu volto pra buscar, aquilo que só cê tem
E eu nem sei como ela faz
Vai saber o que ela tem
Me pediu pra ficar mais e eu queria também
Baby, eu vou mas volto já
La pras ilhas de Só vem
Sabe, eu volto pra buscar, aquilo que só cê tem
Então nega, deixa eu tirar esse seu batom vermelho
Porque a vida ainda tem muito pra nós
Nossa coleção de sonhos e segredos
Nossos planos que carrego na minha voz
Então nega, deixa eu tirar esse seu batom vermelho
Porque a vida ainda tem muito pra nós
Nossa coleção de sonhos e segredos
Nossos planos que carrego na minha voz

[Refrão: Bigu]
Sem caô-ô-ô
Sem caô-ô-ô
Bebendo vendo o amanhecer
Baby
Larga a mão, deixa eu conhecer
Crazy
De baile wave a Marvin Gaye, bola um base
Marco strike e dou um beijo nessa boca
Sem caô-ô-ô
Baby
Larga a mão, deixa eu conhecer
Crazy
De baile wave a Marvin Gaye, bola um base
Marco strike e dou um beijo nessa boca

Red Hot Chili Peppers – The Righteous And The Wicked Lyrics

[Verse 1: Anthony Kedis]
I can’t rest in war
Will you be my friend
Dark Ages never change
I can’t comprehend
Kiss me we self destruct
Can you hear me Lord
Yes I think we’re fucked
But I can’t rest in war

[Hook: John Frusciante & Anthony Keidis]
The righteous and the wicked, war and peace
The killing fist of the human beast
P.O.P – Prodigies Of Peace
Hear me when I’m calling you from my knees
I am playing for a better day

[Verse 2: Anthony Kiedis]
Holy mother earth
Crying into space
Tears on her pretty face
For she has been raped
Killing your future blood
Fill her with disease
Global abortion please
That is what she needs

[Hook: John Frusciante & Anthony Keidis]
The righteous and the wicked, war and peace
The killing fist of the human beast
P.O.P – Prodigies Of Peace
Hear me when I’m calling you from my knees
I am playing for a better day

[Verse 3: Anthony Keidis]
Are we fireflies flashing in the night?
Big thunder rumble fish
Did you get it right?
Headstrong battle song
Exploding souls be gone
Marvin Gaye my love
Where did we go wrong

[Hook: John Frusciante & Anthony Keidis]
The righteous and the wicked, war and peace
The killing fist of the human beast
P.O.P – Prodigies Of Peace
Hear me when I’m calling you from my knees
I am playing for a better day

J Cole – Once An Addict (Interlude) lyrics

[Intro]
Right, right, right, right
Something’s got a hold on me
Right, right, right, right
Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding
If we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain?
God must feel no pain
Something’s got a hold on me
Only joy
Does this mean even our suffering pleases him?

[Verse]
Lost in a cloud of marijuana
Young Carolina nigga, fish out of water
Step-daddy just had a daughter with another woman
Mama ain’t recover yet
Callin’ me at 12 at night
She drunk as fuck and I’m upset
‘Cause why she always using me for crutch?
Growin’ up I used to always see her up
Late as shit, cigarette smoke and greatest hits from Marvin Gaye
She kill a whole bottle of some cheap chardonnay
I gotta leave this house ’cause part of me dies when I see her like this
Too young to deal with pain
I’d rather run the streets than see her kill herself
So ‘Ville became my escape from a feelin’ I hate
Mama cursing me out
Depression’s such a villainous state
I used to stay out later on purpose
Subconsciously I was nervous that if I came home early then what would surface was her inner demons
And then I’d have to end up seein’ my hero on ground zero
Tears flow while Al Green blow
Love and happiness
I wish that I could say the right words to cheer her up
I wish her son’s love was enough
I tell her, “Mama, go to sleep”
She tell me “Boy, hush. You better pray to God you never get your heart crushed”
I shake my head in frustration
Head to my room and I can still hear the tunes with my door shut
Fuck it though, a couple more months I’ll be gone
Off to college and dorms
Foolin’ myself, thinkin’ problems are gone
But now it’s 1 AM and my mama dialin’ my phone
I know she intoxicated and soon this high that I’m on comes crashin’ down
She lit, talkin’ drunk shit, I’m pissed
But I’m still all ears like Basset Hounds
Thinkin’ to myself, “Maybe my mama need help
Don’t she got work in the morning?
Why she do this to herself?
Hate how she slurrin’ her words
Soundin’ so fuckin’ absurd
This ain’t the woman I know, why I just sit and observe?
Why don’t I say how I feel?
When I do, she’s defensive for real
Well maybe things get better with time, I heard it heals
Little did I know how deep her sadness would go
Lookin’ back, I wish I woulda did more instead of runnin’

[Outro]
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Out of fear I won’t be free
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Out of fear I won’t be—
No!
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Right
Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain (right)
Choose wisely (right)

Wyclef Jean – Turn Me Good

The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
I’ma love you all night
We gon’ be alright
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
I’ma love you all night
We gon’ be alright
When I couldn’t pay the rent
I had no money to spend
I was caught up in the trench
Now you’re the reason that we rich
When the feds raid the door
Put the shadow on the floor
They found them things in the drawer
You got me the lawyer for the court
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
Like a Marvin Gaye song
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gonna make love all night
Like Mr. Marley
Turn down the lights
We don’t need no interruption
Turn down the lights
We can have a deep discussion
Turn up the lights, baby
You don’t gotta hide your imperfections
Turn down the lights
Ehh, what we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
Like a Marvin Gaye song
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
We gon’ be alright
Wait a minute baby
You’re so real
You shoot to kill
Ehh, in this cold world
We feel them chill
Zion awaits, yeah
I’m in the bed
At them golden gates
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
And I’m feeling alright
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ be alright
We gon’ love all night
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good

Trae tha Truth – Thuggin (feat. Young Thug & Skippa Da Flippa)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
I got twenty thousand dollars on, know what I’m sayin’
I’ma head trade these, know what I’m sayin’
Uh, huh, huh

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]
Kilo my [?] I’m lookin’ like a trap
I get this money, run it like a lap
Blow through one-fifty, that’s without the cap
And broke my attention, that’ll get you slapped
Everything go so guess I’m tryna surf
Got your bitch watchin’, guessin’ what I’m worth
Know if she hop in here she getting work
I tell her go’n and take it like a perc
Asshole, I don’t go
Dip my chain in this snow
Bet my name you don’t know
Aim and shoot ’til I score
Have the whole hood on go
Everything big like Mo
H-Town, everything slow
I don’t make shit I can’t blow
Somethin’ exotic I got from Dubai
Whip Panameric to vision the sky
They say I’m not ’bout it, I tell ’em to try
But tha Truth get it poppin’ like fourth of July
Fuck is you watchin’, I’m fire like flames
Can’t picture me, bitch I’m out of your frame
King of the streets, you can’t quiet the name
Nigga pull up on me, I hop out, let it rain

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Balmain, Jimmy Choo shoes
Come here and pay my dues
Never send the bitch no nudes
Shawty wanna fuck my dude
I went broke, can’t lose
I pay the Jag, no news
Paid a couple bands for boots
Five thousand chains for the crew
I’m out the coupe
I’m ’bout to shoot
Wanna see a rich nigga from the go
I’m the proof
I cut my bread up with no butter, who are you?
I’m YSL, I’m filthy rich and so are you
I’ll never cross my guys, no no
I’ll never cross my guys, ayy (never, never, yeah)
I’m tellin’ the truth, ain’t nothin’ disguised
Five thousand dollars, I’ma go’n Xzibit my ride, ayy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

[Verse 3: Trae tha Truth]
I ball out the gym, ain’t no doubt I’ma flex
What’s on my neck cost a hell of a check
Diamonds like water, shit guess I was wet
Blow through this money, no worries, I’m set
No point in United, I just bought the jet
Still keep a tool on me, guess I’m a threat
Bitch ain’t ’bout money, she sit like a pit
Nothin’ personal, I’m just out here to finesse

[Verse 4: Skippa Da Flippa]
I used to jugg in the trap
Too many sacks, you think I’m Warren Sapp
I used to hit licks and bust down the cap
Now I get backends all over the map
I beg your pardon, no I’m not sorry
Twin turbo Flippa just copped a Rari
I charge a ten to see me party
My white boys on Harleys and they go gnarly
Ice ice ice baby
Ice ice for my lady
Nothin’ but blue hundreds lately
He said he havin’, I told him to save it
Bricks in the basement, just bought a Mercedes
VS stones, no inside
In the lab like I’m Bill Nye
New Bentley with the frog eyes
I been chasing after dead guys

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

2Pac – Thugz Mansion (Remixes Vol. 2 Album)

Shit, tired of gettin’ shot at
Tired of gettin’ chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that’s just for us
niggas ain’t gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
Y’knahmean? Where do niggas go when we die?
Ain’t no heaven for a thug nigga
That’s why we go to thug mansion
That’s the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G
At thug mansion

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine,
I cry at times I once contemplated suicide,
and woulda’ tried but when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma’s eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin’ it’s hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin’ hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain’t have a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor store and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G’s
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind’s eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug’s mansion

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Will I survive all the fights and the darkness?
Trouble sparks, they tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed
I shed tattooed tears and couldn’t sleep good
For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots
Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us
They’d rather see us locked in chains, please explain
Why they can’t stand us, is there a way for me to change?
Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?
I need a place to rest my head
With the little bit of homeboys that remains, ’cause all the rest dead
Is there a spot for us to roll, if you find it
I’ll be right behind ya, show me and I’ll go
How can I be peaceful? I’m comin’ from the bottom
Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot him
I need a house that’s full of love when I need to escape
The deadly places slingin’ drugs, in thug’s mansion

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Dear momma don’t cry, your baby boy’s doin’ good
Tell the homies I’m in heaven and they ain’t got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night,
it had me shook drippin’ peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang sittin’ there kickin’ it with Malcolm, ’til the day came
Little LaTasha sho’ grown tell the lady in the liquor that she’s forgiven, so come home
Maybe in time you’ll understand only God can save us
When Miles Davis cuttin’ lose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Picture a place that they exist, together
There has to be a place better than this, in heaven
So right before I sleep, dear God, what I’m askin’
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug’s mansion

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chil’ren, dead homies and family
Sky high, iced out paradise, in the sky
Ain’t no place I’d rather be
Only place that’s right for me
Chromed out mansion in paradise, in the sky

Thuggin

Lyrics to ‘Thuggin’ by Trae tha Truth:

–Intro: Young Thug–
Yeah
I got twenty thousand dollars on, know what I’m sayin’
I’ma head trade these, know what I’m sayin’
Uh, huh, huh

–Chorus: Young Thug–
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soo woo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, “Free Meech”
Show me how to treat this cougar

–Verse 1: Trae tha Truth–
Kilo my tailor, I’m lookin’ like a trap
I get this money, run it like a lap
Blow through one-fifty, that’s without the cap
And broke my attention, that’ll get you slapped
Everything go so guess I’m tryna surf
Got your bitch watchin’, guessin’ what I’m worth
Know if she hop in here she getting work
I tell her go’n and take it like a perc
Asshole, I don’t go
Dip my chain in this snow
Bet my name you don’t know
Aim and shoot ’til I score
Have the whole hood on go
Everything Big like Mo
H-Town, everything slow
I don’t make shit I can’t blow
Somethin’ exotic I got from Dubai
Whip Panameric to vision the sky
They say I’m not ’bout it, I tell ’em to try
But tha Truth get it poppin’ like fourth of July
Fuck is you watchin’, I’m fire like flames
Can’t picture me, bitch I’m out of your frame
King of the streets, you can’t quiet the name
Nigga pull up on me, I hop out, let it rain

–Chorus: Young Thug–
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soo woo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, “Free Meech”
Show me how to treat this cougar

–Verse 2: Young Thug–
Balmain, Jimmy Choo shoes
Come here and pay my dues
Never send the bitch no nudes
Shawty wanna fuck my dude (Can’t fuck my dude)
I went broke, can’t lose
I pay the Jag, no news
Paid a couple bands for boots
Five thousand chains for the crew
I’m out the coupe
I’m ’bout to shoot
Wanna see a rich nigga from the go
I’m the proof (I am facts)
I cut my bread up with no butter, who are you?
I’m YSL, I’m filthy rich and so are you
I’ll never cross my guys, no no
I’ll never cross my guys, ayy (never, never, yeah)
I’m tellin’ the truth, ain’t nothin’ disguised
Five thousand dollars, I’ma go’n Xzibit my ride, ayy

–Chorus: Young Thug–
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soo woo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, “Free Meech”
Show me how to treat this cougar

–Verse 3: Trae tha Truth–
I ball out the gym, ain’t no doubt I’ma flex
What’s on my neck cost a hell of a check
Diamonds like water, shit guess I was wet
Blow through this money, no worries, I’m set
No point in United, I just bought the jet
Still keep a tool on me, guess I’m a threat
Bitch ain’t ’bout money, she sit like a pit
Nothin’ personal, I’m just out here to finesse

–Verse 4: Skippa Da Flippa–
I used to jugg in the trap
Too many sacks, you think I’m Warren Sapp
I used to hit licks and bust down the cap
Now I get backends all over the map
I beg your pardon, no I’m not sorry
Twin turbo Flippa just copped a ‘Rari
I charge a ten to see me party
My white boys on Harleys and they go gnarly
Ice ice ice baby
Ice ice for my lady
Nothin’ but blue hundreds lately
He said he havin’, I told him to save it
Bricks in the basement, just bought a Mercedes
VS stones, no inside
In the lab like I’m Bill Nye
New Bentley with the frog eyes
I been chasin’ after dead guys

–Chorus: Young Thug–
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, “Free Meech”
Show me how to treat this cougar

TLC – Way Back (feat. Snoop Dogg) (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
When our photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

TLC – Way Back Lyrics ft. Snoop Dogg

TLC – Way Back Lyrics ft. Snoop Dogg

[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need to find one, top designer
Baby can you help me find one?
A real one, not a phony, I want a own me
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
One hour photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

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[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

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[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

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[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

 

TLC – Way Back Lyrics ft. Snoop Dogg

TLC – Way Back (Lyric Video)

[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help me find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
One hour photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

TLC – Way Back (feat. Snoop Dogg)

[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
When our photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

Murs – Gbkw (God Bless Kayne West) (Captain California Album)

He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is, this happens every other night
They see him comin’, they like, "wassup cuz?"
He in his uniform from Target so they sayin’ he’s a blood
They know he ain’t bangin’, they do it for entertainment
Let off a couple shots and they all start to chase him
Heart racin’, ’round the corner then he trip
That’s when he felt the chrome to his head and heard the click
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to God he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this craziness going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is this week it happened twice
This time the eses, bald head and tattoos
Mad ’cause he datin’ they cousin and he a black dude
Hopped in they Regal, they chased him down Pico
He tried to hide in the crowd amongst the other people
High off sherm so they don’t give a shit
They rolled down the window and emptied the whole clip
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to God he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this craziness going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong
We in the struggle where the strong kill the strong
Bodies dropping in the ghetto all night long
Can’t seem to find a way for us all to get along
It’s like they the new Marvin Gaye, what’s goin’ on?
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is tonight is the black and white
They rolled up and told him, "freeze, don’t run!"
And that might sound easy, but you see he’s got a gun
You know he ain’t tryna be on no tough shit
But every single night he was tired of gettin’ fucked with
He dropped the gun and it let off a shot
So they returned fire as he ran down the block
This is a story with three different plots
In any of the three the hero could’ve been shot
Who really did the shooting don’t matter a whole lot
Either way a young man was gunned down on his block
And now he laying in the hospital
After all these years of dodging so many obstacles
It don’t matter if I tell you who’s responsible
It sucks that we’re living in a world where this is possible

TLC – Way Back Lyrics

Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like soft side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like old high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
I don’t…

I love to think
When we were growin
We kept it goin’ goin’
Out in the streets
It’s still nothin’ but a thing
To pick up where we left off

Murs – GBKW (God Bless Kanye West)

[Verse 1]
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing, this happens every other night
They see him comin’, they like, "wassup cuz?"
He in his uniform from Target so they sayin’ he’s a blood
They know he ain’t bangin’, they do it for entertainment
Let off a couple shots and they all start to chase him
Heart racin’, ’round the corner then he trip
That’s when he felt the chrome to his head and heard the click

[Pre-Chorus]
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to god he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this crazy that’s going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong

[Chorus]
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test

[Verse 2]
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is this week it happened twice
This time the eses, bald head and tattoos
Mad ’cause he datin’ they cousin and he a black dude
Hopped in they Regal, they chased him down Pico
He tried to hide in the crowd amongst the other people
High off sherm so they don’t give a shit
They rolled down the window and emptied the whole clip

[Pre-Chorus]
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to god he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this crazy that’s going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong

[Bridge]
We in the struggle where the strong kill the strong
Bodies dropping in the ghetto all night long
Can’t seem to find a way for us all to get along
It’s like they the new Marvin Gaye, what’s goin’ on?

[Chorus]
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test

[Verse 3]
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is tonight is the black and white
They rolled up and told him, "freeze, don’t run!"
And that might sound easy, but you see he’s got a gun
You know he ain’t tryna be on no tough shit
But every single night he was tired of gettin’ fucked with
He dropped the gun and it let off a shot
So they returned fire as he ran down the block
This is a story with three different plots
In any of the three the hero could’ve been shot
Who really did the shooting don’t matter a whole lot
Either way a young man was gunned down on his block
And now he laying in the hospital
After all these years of dodging so many obstacles
It don’t matter if I tell you who’s responsible
It sucks that we’re living in a world where this is possible