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Lyrics Scarlxrd – The purge

Lost my mind again
ticking time bombs never wait
free and yet explosive,
i might f*cking blow up in your face
i like watching my walls cave
claustrophobic and insane
most you niggas talk that s**t at least I’m honest with my ways.
i dont need no medicine
keep that s**t for the trembling
never do the welcoming
you can hang onto the questioning
who you think you are b***h, go on then,
find me something better then
i bet you wont ‘cus im the only one out here developing.
I aint even mad no more
s**t i dont give a f*ck i don’t brag no more
f*ck clout
f*ck numbers
f*ck plans
f*ck whores
I’ve been going in until my right hands sore
i feel like the jedi with the gold on my belt
you’re too worried bout the bitches that be worried bout the wealth
having big dreams is really bad for your health
i deserve this s**t more than anybody else
who are you b***h?(the purge)

No one knows your name
but your so hell bent on the drugs and the fame
bite your tongue until it f*cking bleeds and never speak again.
Never told a soul all the pain I’ve been coping with.
I’ve been on my own, get the f*ck up out my face b***h.
better give me one good reason not to tear your limbs.
you don’t know my mother f*cking story b***h you don’t know s**t.
Open the door never look back, leave me here in hell.
Even the score spit on the track, maybe i’m tipping the scale.
So you want more, they never ask.
This is my cry for help.
I told them before don’t bring up my past, i might kill myself.
Never told a soul all the pain I’ve been coping with.
I’ve been on my own, get the f*ck up out my face b***h.
better give me one good reason not to tear your limbs.
you don’t know my mother f*cking story and you don’t know s**t.
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really thinking that you’re hurt ‘cus you want to
I’ve been putting in the work like i got to
big dreams in your head are they not true
dont you let these mother f*ckers try stop you.
Don’t be a b***h get it like its not hard to.
Get up and get it then
harm your affiliates
show me your hell in your present tense
i put the terror in resonance.
Never told a soul all the pain I’ve been coping with.
I’ve been on my own, get the f*ck up out my face b***h.
better give me one good reason not to tear your limbs.
you don’t know my mother f*cking story and you don’t know shittt.(the purge)
Scarlxrd lyrics
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Lyrics Vintage Culture – Monday

You don’t know me
That’s ok
You will trust me.(monday)

Along the way
You won’t see me
Disappear
I don’t know if i made myself clear but.

I will be you’re fire
I will be you’re courage
I will be the sun in the dark rainy days
I will be you’re highway
I will be you’re smile
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I will be a weekend on every mondaaay
Mondaay, mondaaay mondaaay.

I will be you’re weekend on every mondaaay.

You should try me
So you know
If you don’t like me
I let you go
You may think that
Im insane
Give me a reason and I’ll take out the play but.

I will be you’re fire
I will be you’re courage
I will be the sun in the dark rainy days
I will be you’re highway
I will be you’re smile
I will be a weekend on every mondaaay
Monday, mondaay mondayyy.
Vintage Culture lyrics
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Lyrics Dj Envy – Text ur number

Wouldn’t ever think that I would feel this rich, ayy
In the trap, I keep on buildin’ with them bricks, ayy
Zoo Gang supply my shooters with extra clips, ayy
And if them niggas acting out, everybody get hit, ayy
She ride like a Ducati, her body like a mosaic
R-ride like a Ducati, her body like a mosaic, baby
W-w-why don’t you come my way, baby?
I smell like I’m smokin’ from Friday, ayyy.(text ur number)

On a set, all I want is loot, baby, ayy
For a check, watch my niggas shoot, baby, ayy
Disrespect, you a fool, is you crazy? Ayy
Flex, finesse, that’s what I’ma do, baby, ayy
I been juggin ‘with my niggas all day, yeah
Moving work out in broad day, yeah
Let ’em talk, what they gon’ say? Yeah
No handguns, only AKs
I’m Zoo Gang, I ain’t tryna play, wap!

Text ur number, babe
Yeah, text your number number, yeah
Text ur number, babe
You would say, yeah, babe
Text ur number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy
Brr, brr, brr, bow, bow, bow, yeah, baby!
Text your number number, yeah
Text your number, bow, bow, bow, squa!
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number, babe, all I want is you, babe, ayyy.

Said she on me, man, she on me too, baby
I pull up in a Bentley coupe, baby
I swear the s**t, she hit my phone at two, baby
I might just turn up, just the s**t we do, baby
She run around with the f*ckin’ zoo (cartel music), baby
Then you see Monty, then I alley oop, baby
I show off baby, ayy versuri-lyrics.info
I swear, I love to show off, baby, ayy, squad!

On a set, all I want is loot, baby, ayy
For a check, watch my niggas shoot, baby, ayy
Disrespect, you a fool, is you crazy? Ayy
Flex, finesse, that’s what I’ma do, baby, ayy
I been juggin ‘with my niggas all day, yeah
Moving work out in broad day, yeah
Let ’em talk, what they gon’ say? Yeah
No handguns, only AKs
I’m Zoo Gang, I ain’t tryna play, wap!

Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number number, yeah
Text your number, babe
You would say, yeah, babe
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy
Brr, brr, brr, bow, bow, bow, yeah, baby!
Text your number number, yeah
Text your number, bow, bow, bow, squa!
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number, babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy.

Christian Louboutin, go walk off, baby
The bitches hatin’, let the bitches talk on, baby
We gettin’ money, type of s**t that we on, baby
Late night sexting, baby, we grown, baby
Know that we on, baby.

Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number number, yeah
Text your number, babe
You would say, yeah, babe
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number babe, all I want is you, babe, ayy
Brr, brr, brr, bow, bow, bow, yeah, baby!
Text your number number, yeah
Text your number, bow, bow, bow, squa!
Text your number, babe
Yeah, text your number, number, yeah
Text your number, babe, all I want is you, babe, ayyy.
Dj Envy lyrics
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The complete Homemade Dynamite lyrics by Khalid.

Homemade Dynamite lyrics

[Verse 1: Lorde]
A couple rebel top gun pilots
Flyin’ with nowhere to be, oh
Don’t know you super well
But I think that you might be the same as me
Behave abnormally

[Pre-Chorus: Lorde]
Let’s let things come out of the woodwork
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies
Yeah, awesome right?
So let’s let things come out of the woodwork
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lines
Seeing me rollin’, showin’ someone else love
Dancin’ with our shoes off
Know I think you’re awesome, right?

[Chorus: Lorde]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

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[Verse 2: Khalid]
I wanna feel the light, pushin’ our limits
Unbuckled for the ride, mhmm
We’re way too far from home
Let’s be honest with ourselves
We’re way too high to drive
So let’s take on the night
If the light is in, yeah
Open, finally, we’re goin’ and we’re free

[Chorus: Khalid & Lorde]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

[Verse 3: SZA]
I checked your girl at the door
I sent your friend to the store
It’s only me and you, finally us two
And I don’t regret drinkin’ this liquor, makin’ you listen
Yeah, I know you don’t know me well
My girl’s at the door
And I left my pretense at home
And it ain’t no goin’ back (goin’ back)

[Chorus: SZA & Lorde]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

[Verse 4: Post Malone]
Walk, never fall, but we still run
So pour up, pour up another one
I know, I know we on to somethin’
We got, we got a loaded gun, yeah
Go and shoot me the look in your eyes
And you’re here, I’m yours, you’re mine
Find each other when we’re losin’ our minds
Then we take it all off
You’re a runaway train, yeah
And you got me so faded
And I don’t wanna chase it, no
You know I think you’re awesome, right?

[Chorus: All]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite, yeah, yeah
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowin’ shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowin’ shit up

[Outro: Lorde]
Now you know it’s really gonna blow

R&B singer Kyla travels to Jamaica to link up with her collaborator Popcaan for the “You Ain’t Mine” video.

The track has been doing well among dancehall fans overseas since it’s release earlier this month. The Philippines singer travels to Jamaica recently to shoot the video with director Lil Internet. The cut shows some breathtaking video of the island mountain side and the ocean. The clip starts out with Kyla showing off her banging body before linking up with Popcaan later in the night. Some local dancers also show off their dance moves.

Kyla career has been blowing up since last year when Drake sampled her 2008 funky single “Do You Mind?” for his dancehall banger “One Dance.” That track was one of the biggest song on the planet last year and could go down as one of the biggest hits of both their careers. Her newest hit “You Ain’t Mine” is with dancehall great Popcaan and we will be watching this track closely to see how well is does. This marks the second time that the R&B singer is working with the Unruly Boss.