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[Intro]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’
Remy
Yeah, she got my heart
Oh, yeah

[Chorus]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’
Give her that dope, this that cookie, yeah, she rollin’ (Dope)
Shawty, she got my heart, yeah, she stole it (Yeah, she stole it)
Yeah, put that pussy in park, buss it open, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, she grown, got it on her own, she really don’t need me (Need me)
Don’t get no better, when I first met her she was rockin’ that CC (Chanel)
She a supermodel, I swear lil’ baby belong on TV (TV)
And now that I got her, I swear my lil’ baby, that she ain’t gon’ leave me (No)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, ’cause she my bitch
Told her I’m right outside, is you ready to slide?
Come hop in my whip (Whip)
Girl, you beeb on my mind since the last time I had you at the crib (Crib)
Scratches all on your neck, all on your back, I was all in your ribs (Ribs)
Yeah, yeah, and just like this (This)
I put that ice on her chain, ice out the wrist, now she match my drip (Ice)
Your friends be hatin’ on me, but be plottin’ on me, they be all on my dick (Fuck ’em)
Bringin’ up instagram shit, be tryna break us up, but they ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit (Talkin’ ’bout shit)
They just wanna be in your shoes
And they want them Jimmy Choos (Choos)
And they want them brand new Loubs (Loubs)
And they want that brand new coupe (Coupe)
And they want that ice too (Too)
They just wanna be my boo (Boo)
But that’s reserved for you (You)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’
Give her that dope, this that cookie, yeah, she rollin’ (Yeah, that dope)
Shawty, she got my heart, yeah, she stole it (Yeah, she stole it)
Yeah, put that pussy in park, buss it open, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty, she grown, got it on her own, she really don’t need me (Nah)
Don’t get no better, when I first met her she was rockin’ that CC (Chanel)
She a supermodel, I swear lil’ baby belong on TV (Yeah)
And now that I got her, I swear my lil’ baby, that she ain’t gon’ leave me

[Verse 2]
Uh, she ain’t gon’ leave me (Nah)
Ice out our wrists, it be water like Fiji (Yeah)
House on the hill, she be naked when she greet me (Yeah)
Better stay in yo lane nigga, yes, that’s lil’ PnB
She used to be so mean to me (Yeah)
Playin’ me like a DVD (DVD)
Like a lame, how she treated me (Treated me)
But she changed her whole swag (Yeah)
The more and more she started seein’ me (Huh)
Started stealin’ my whole slang (Yeah)
When I leave, she be needin’ me (Huh)
If I ain’t want you to shine (Shine)
I wouldn’t even waste your time (Time)
Baby girl, you so fine (Fine)
Fucking you good every night (Night)
Ever since you came my way (Way)
I been having better days (Days)
Girl, I don’t want you to change (Change)
Put that shit all on my face (Face)

[Chorus]
Hop in that coupe, just me and you, yeah, we rollin’ (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Give her that dope, this that cookie, yeah, she rollin’ (Roll it, roll it, roll it up, dope)
Shawty, she got my heart, yeah, she stole it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, stole it)
Yeah, put that pussy in park, buss it open, yeah (Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it)
Shawty, she grown, got it on her own, she really don’t need me (Need me)
Don’t get no better, when I first met her she was rockin’ that CC (CC)
She a supermodel, I swear lil’ baby belong on TV (TV)
And now that I got her, I swear my lil’ baby, that she ain’t gon’ leave me (Leave me)

[Outro]
She ain’t gon’ leave me
Swear lil’ baby belong on TV, rockin’ that CC

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Verse 1:
My eyes are shut
Sleep too much
Probably should get up but what’s the rush
Brush my teeth
But not my hair
I used to for you but now I don’t care

Pre-Chorus:
Watching the clock from the sofa
I just wish you would come over

Chorus:
All of my friends said don’t worry I promise you’ll be fine
Now I’m alone and I’m lost in my phone with this free time
I used to spend it with you
All of the stupid shit we used to do
Now that you’re tied up
I’m tired of all of this free time

Verse 2:
I can make some toast
I could watch a show
I could go for a walk but I probably won’t
I can do anything I put my mind to if I tried to but I-

Pre-Chrous:
Just watching the clock from the sofa
I just wish you would come over

Chorus:
All of my friends said don’t worry I promise you’ll be fine
But now I’m alone and I’m lost in my phone with this free time
I used to spend it with you
All of the stupid shit we used to do
Now that you’re tied up
I’m tired

Bridge:
Of all of this freedom
Thought it was all that I needed
Thought I’d be cool with you leaving
Maybe I was wrong
_ since you’re gone

Chorus:
All of my friends said don’t worry I promise you’ll be fine
But now I’m alone and I’m lost in my phone with this free time
I used to spend it with you
All of the stupid shit we used to do
Now that you’re tied up
I’m tired of all of this free time
I’m tired of all of this free time
I’m tired of all of this free time
I’m tired of all of this free time

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[Intro]
Sykes, Sykes

[Chorus: SJ, Bandokay & Double Lz]
I’m in the back of this car, no taxi, sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You’ll see this hand ting get handy, live-O corn when I slap this gladly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy, I didn’t catch him, I didn’t go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys, bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don’t wanna see switch up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The sweet ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick, back Rambos, not a fan of the flicks
This .38 hand ting holds 6, like Turna, with bae I can’t slip
I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don’t see no one at tops, no comments, we’re circling Turnpike Lane
Tryna just ching man out of their J’s, ay, bro said he’s holding the clutch then brake

[Verse 1: Double Lz]
Bros two tap to keeps on squeezing, sneezing, this is the shotgun season
Get back gang with the dottys revealing, S slapped it, jumped out and beat it
Gang dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix, two in the dots for five of these ediats
Shh got cheffed up and then left bleeding, lack on the road, that’s normal procedures
These opp boys must’ve gone coo-coo ’cause I’m really on drills, no fibs
Mans holding a fuck off chings if you see Double Lz, step round with a limp
Always two guns up in the whip, slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch
Don’t think you can ride on the Nizz, man slide right back in a tinted whip

[Verse 2: SJ]
If I slap this corn out the hand ting, it’s a mad ting if I press this trigger
6 man squashed in this dinger, chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner
This opp thot come way too inna cah her friend got shot, she don’t know who’s the driller
To all the opp boys, it’s your friend we bill up, no reaction, they don’t ride for their nigga
I’m in the O, ten toes with my soldiers, I don’t beef my age, I got beef with olders
Man crash this corn off motors, this shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder
Tion Wayne is a fucking joker, come carni tryna spill juice, that’s soaker
Buck [?], he tried run with his poker, he’s with DV and they both got poked up

[Verse 3: Bandokay]
Yo, I’m tryna do it like Boogs, fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case
This shotgun come long like Grace, half it-half it so it comes in the rave
On the stage with H, big shank on my waist, so I’m in N9 with my mates
Gang changing plates, tape of your estates then head back to the base
This sweet one keeps talking ’bout dates, if I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes
Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes, my driller backed it and try hit that face
If we can’t see H then we gon’ get blades, either way it works both ways
Bros drunk off [?] got corn for days so I don’t get blammed on the mains

[Chorus: SJ, Bandokay & Double Lz]
I’m in the back of this car, no taxi, sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You’ll see this hand ting get handy, live-O corn when I slap this gladly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy, I didn’t catch him, I didn’t go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys, bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don’t wanna see switch up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The zoo ones stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick, back Rambos, not a fan of the flicks
This .38 hand ting holds 6, like Turna, with bae I can’t slip
I can talk on bare mans name, 15, that was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides man went on the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don’t see no one at tops, no comments, we’re circling Turnpike Lane
Tryna just ching man out of their J’s, ay, bro said he’s holding the clutch then brake

[Outro]
Sykes, Sykes

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[Verse 1: Ezra Koenig & Danielle Haim]
We go together like sound and sight
Black and white, day and night
We go together like left and right
Oh, we go together
We go together like give and take
Pains and aches, real and fake
We go together, don’t be opaque
It’s clear we go together

[Chorus: Ezra Koenig & Danielle Haim]
We belong together
We belong together
Baby, there’s no use in being clever
Baby, it don’t mean we’ll stay together

[Verse 2: Ezra Koenig, Danielle Haim & Both]
We go together like pots and pans
Surf and sand, bottles and cans
We go together like lions and lambs
Oh, we go together
We go together like Keats and Yeats
Bowls and plates, days and dates
We stay united like these old states
It’s how we go together

[Chorus: Ezra Koenig, Ezra Koenig & Danielle Haim]
We belong together
We belong together
Baby, there’s no use in being clever
Baby, it don’t mean we’ll stay together

[Outro: Ezra Koenig]
Hallelujah, you’re still mine
All I did was waste your time
If there’s not some grand design
How’d this pair of stars align?

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When I was young, I was told I’d find
One rich man in ten has a satisfied mind
And I’m the one

100 to one says I wouldn’t react
But I’m the 1 in 100 who would swing right back
Yes, I’m the one

Thousands of steps and staircases to climb
Thousands of men you’d most likely decline
And yet I’m the one

10,000 to 1, could I possibly bet?
I’m compelled by your love and I haven’t lost yet
Clearly, you’re the one

One in a million don’t mean what it meant
And these millions of gold coins don’t gleam when they’re spent
You’re left with none

Ten million dollars could win the whole lot
But if ten million dollars is all that you got
You won’t be the one

Hundreds of millions of papers to sign
Hundreds of millions of souls left behind
And yet, we’re the ones

A billion to one, don’t the odds make you sick?
To be one in a billion’s a terrible trick
You’re the wretched one

When I was young, I was told I’d find
One rich man in ten has a satisfied mind
And I’m the one