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Former First Lady Michelle Obama took some time on Valentine’s Day to share the love with music fans!

She put together an entire playlist filled with all of her favorite songs about love, dedicating it especially to the love of her life, former President Barack Obama. As if that isn’t cute enough the playlist is titled “Forever Mine.” Ok, so it was mainly for him, but we’re excited about the playlist as well.

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Happy #ValentinesDay to my one and only, @BarackObama. To celebrate the occasion, I’m dedicating a little Valentine’s Day playlist to you! 💝 https://t.co/aHSQAL25mH

— Michelle Obama (@MichelleObama) February 14, 2018

“Forever Mine” features Obama favorites from John Legend to Coldplay, Ed Sheeran to Kendrick Lamar, Rod Stewart to Alicia Keys, and naturally Beyoncé makes the cut. Romantic classics to modern love ballads, Michelle Obama has it all covered.

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She even included two tracks from Calvin Harris on the playlist. “How Deep Is Your Love” and “We Found Love” featuring Rihanna prove to us that the former First Lady knows whats up when it comes to good music.

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Valentine’s Day has come and gone, but we should always show some love!

Michelle Obama’s Valentine Playlist For Barack Obama

Official White House Photo by Pete Souza

[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers]
I wanna thank god for this vibe
I’m just layed up high
Thinking fuck a job I’ll rather boss up on somethin’ I believe in
Sonic aesthetically pleasing
Niggas claiming they the best while Rakim still breathin’
Do your Googles nigga I’m in control of things
God and I move together is two
Manifesting a move steady reppin’ the crew
We warriors with the rhymin’
Shouts to Oakland but the warriors from Coney Island
On them rooftops lit one up for 2Pac
Because this is murder rap
Think how quick we grew up low key insane
My best friend she snort cane guess life is like a dice game
Should I risk it with the biscuit that’s when the cops came
The dynamic of my whole block changed
Yo it’s a John Stark
New York mentality
Faded and miseducated 24 years and made it
Now niggas can express they selves
Times I need to be alone
Turn off the MP shut off my phone and just zone
I think of home when I need to be strong
Been rollin’ up no more hittin’ the bong
It’s different phases I’m on when I be writin’ these songs
You can have my heart sing the tales of the light
That the dark run the dark sing painting prosperity
Chopped and new shipment now I got all my equipment
So now I’m plottin’ on some necklaces
Mercedes or the Lexus shit
You can see it in my eyes I got nigga rich endeavours
They gon’ try to hide and make it sound clever
While a metronome tick like a fake Rolex
I wonderin’ who owns next
I just wanna fuck you
Singin’ ass bitch don’t take the curve personal
I’m just tryin’ not to work with you
I’mma be stuntin’ on all the lame niggas who pass me

[Intro]
Izze The Producer
Yeah, yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah, yeah
Ayy fire that weed up man, ayy

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Verse 1]
The feds in the hood (whoa)
And I heard they taking pictures, let me knock on wood (shit)
I hope those folks don’t come and get us
Talkin’ ass bitch (shut up)
I cut her off, didn’t need no scissors (nah)
Nah I don’t like that nigga (fuck ’em)
So I fucked his sister (yeah yeah)
I’m tripple blessed, so today I’m rockin’ a jesus piece (yeah yeah)
Pull out my garage in some shit you drive on Need for Speed (yeah yeah)
I gave her a job at my traphouse sackin’ up P’s (trap)
Fur across my back, Balenciagas on my feet (swag)
Go and get a sack young nigga, and be all you can be (uh-huh)
I spent two hundred stacks on a coupe with two seats (uh-huh)
I used to go to sleep hungry, didn’t have shit to eat (remember that?)
Now I gotta smoke a blunt of weed just to eat

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Verse 2]
Patek Philippe with residue on it (uh, yeah, yeah)
These diamonds they hit every time I move, don’t it, uh, uh
You can’t eat with me if you ain’t hungry (nah)
I keep some shit up my sleeve and it always got something to do with money (know that)
I’m throwin’ money on Monday (yup)
I got the bitch off the runway (yup)
Boy you know I’m about gunplay (yup)
Then go pay my tithes on Sunday (thank you God)
I might stop pimpin’ one day (yeah)
I might stop sippin’ one day (damn)
I got so high I’m goin’ the wrong way on the fuckin’ one way
The way I put this shit on me, they be like how do he do it? (hah)
Don’t you bring that bitch ’round me my nigga, ’cause you might lose her (yeah)
She told me that she wanna smoke a blunt and fuck to my music (yeah)
Then she gave me head and told me I should go make a movie, ah

[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

[Intro]
Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks
Oh my god, Ronny

[Verse 1]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
That’s yo hoe? I fucked that bitch, she brought her sister
And I hit it ’til the morning, then I dipped her
Yeah, dripped up, yeah bitch I’m Ricked up
100 bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
All that fu shit on your neck gon’ get you rashed up
Swear I’m flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce
Niggas fallin’ off the game, and I’m the cause
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

[Verse 2]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
And I came with two pistols like I’m Max Payne
Six Os in my bank, I can’t think the same
You got your mind around these bitches, we don’t think the same
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
Pop a perc, then I xan, then I drop
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
Krispy Kreme, I’m doing donuts in the lot

[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Lil Purpp!

That look on me’s everlasting
Please look sorry don’t have the answers on it
Never thought that I’d be where I am today
Never thought that I’d see who I am today

Fading on the floor with all my thoughts
All I ever do is watch the leads
I keep running back to you
I don’t know what for
I just cannot seem to find my peace

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

I wrote, I wrote a letter to you
I’ll never send
Oh what, oh what a feeling to know I’m not healing

And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

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