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DAWN FOSS
Integrity Lyrics

(From Proverbs:
Vs. 1: Proverbs 20:5; vs. 2: Proverbs 20:10, 20:1;
Bridge: Proverbs 20:11,12; vs. 3: Proverbs 20:6-7)

Integrity, living my life honestly,
Being truthful and just for the Lord.
Striving to do right, in business and my life,
Pleasing God in everything I dointegrity.

If I’m not sure what to do,
I’ll seek a counselor for truth
To help me to know which way to go.
Counsel in the heart of man
Is like deep water, make a plan
I’ll draw it out and pour it in my soul.

Integrity, living my life honestly,
Being truthful and just for the Lord.
Striving to do right, in business and my life,
Pleasing God in everything I dointegrity.

It really isn’t worth the perk
When we cheat others in our work,
God says it’s an abominable act.
When we put liquor in our mouths
Our minds become like hazy clouds,
We’re not wise and we’re deceived by that.

Even a child is known by his doings,
Whether his work is pure or right.
God gave me my eyes and ears to know the truth,
I’ll use them so I can win the fight!

Most men will proclaim they’re great
And yet their hearts are full of hate,
But who can find a faithful, honest man?
The Bible says a just man walks
In his integrity, and all
His children are blessed because of him.

Integrity, living my life honestly,
Being truthful and just for the Lord.
Striving to do right, in business and my life,
Pleasing God in everything I dointegrity.
Pleasing God in everything I dointegrity.

DJ KHALED
Wild Thoughts Lyrics

Another one
We The Best music
DJ Khaled

I don’t know if you could take it
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked
I wanna be your baby, baby, baby
Spinning and it’s wet just like it came from Maytag
White girl wasted on that brown liquor
When I get like this I can’t be around you
I’m too lit to dim down a notch
‘Cause I could name some thangs that I’m gon’ do

Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

DAWN FOSS
Ice Skating At Christmastime Lyrics

Ice skating at Christmastime,
With my friends and family,
Fun in the cold with my mittens on,
Singing my favorite songs merrily!

Round and round I do love to glide,
Without a care in the world;
Glad I layered up when I slip and fall,
Then back up to spin and twirl!

Winter and Christmas are wonderful times,
To have fun with family and friends.
But I won’t forget Jesus’ birthday because,
It’s His love that never ends!

So many things that I love to do
‘Tis my favorite time of year!
Love seeing Christmas lights everywhere,
Traditions I hold very dear!

Carols are heard in my favorite stores,
And they’re all decorated with glee!
So many smiles, Merry Christmas I hear,
Feels like we’re all one big family!

Winter and Christmas are wonderful times,
To have fun with family and friends.
But I won’t forget Jesus’ birthday because,
It’s His love that never ends!

Snowmen can be really fun to make,
Snow angels and snowball fights, too!
Snow days from school make the season bright,
Don’t you love when they call out your school?

Pumpkin and apple and cranberry, too,
Some cinnamon sprinkled with love,
On many baked goods that we love to eat,
This season fits me like a glove!

Winter and Christmas are wonderful times,
To have fun with family and friends.
But I won’t forget Jesus’ birthday because,
It’s His love that never ends!

Cozy Afghans and candlelight,
Decorating a gingerbread man,
Cookie swaps, parties, and Christmas break,
Make me smile, feeling so mighty grand!

Sleigh rides and sledding, snowboards and skis,
Hot chocolate and marshmallows, too;
Singing the carols to bring Christmas cheer,
Wishing Merry Christmas to you!

“Bah Humbugs” will always be there,
Grumps and critics who don’t like the vibe;
They’re worried and frazzled, and stomp on the joy
Of those who love Christmas time!

God offers a gift of salvation from sin,
Such glad tidings we can embrace!
Don’t leave that gift under the tree this year,
Accept God’s amazing grace!

LARISSA VIENNA & THE STRANGE
The Crash Feels Good Lyrics

I don’t want to f**k Jimi Hendrix
I just want to be him
I don’t want to look like a Barbie
I just want to be like the girls who do

I’m flying high
On this pedestal you put me on
I’m coming down, I’m crashing
Crashing so hard
Crashing so hard, it feels good

I don’t want to pose for the camera
I don’t want my story told
Everyone makes up these lies
They make me look so brave and bold

I’m flying high
On this pedestal you put me on
I’m coming down, I’m crashing
Crashing so hard
Crashing so hard, it feels good

I never could’ve thought it
I never saw it coming
I can’t live through chemistry
People keep talking and I keep on dreaming
I wonder if tomorrow will come
I don’t want it to
I don’t want it to
I don’t want it to
I don’t want it to
Oh

I’m flying high
On this pedestal you put me on
I’m coming down, I’m crashing
Crashing so hard
Crashing so hard
Crashing so hard, it feels… good

DJ KHALED
Whatever Lyrics

[Future:]
Hide the money and ran outta room, yeah
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
[DJ Khaled:] DJ Khaled!

[Future:]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin’, this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin’, I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!

[Young Thug:]
(Geek!)
Pay up like I’ve been runnin’ it up forever
I ran that shit up through the roof
Young nigga, ran that shit up for his mother
Buy her everything and I got proof
Up, designer fit, ain’t nothing to buy it
And I done whipped every tire
With the brake pad, "Mello Yello"
Catch up
Bring me up like your pop-pop
Whatever you need to
I skeet then skeet off in a new coupe
Keep up!
That V-12 ’bout to heat up
Grab your seatbelt, your seatbelt
The color of my boxers, yeah I’m Tommy’d up
Got the Tommy tucked, ayy
I toss that shit up like a spray
Watch it spill on the clothes
I soak that shit up
When they told me, "Don’t matter, boss won"
I suspended these bitches
And I subpoenaed these niggas
See who was real
I supported my bank account
And I wouldn’t tell you the account
‘Less I need to put some of this money on your head

[Future:]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin’, this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin’, I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!

[Rick Ross:]
Maybach Music
DIamonds all on my fingers
Misses still miscellaneous
Left the ski-mask in the ‘Rari
Residencies out in Vegas
Smoking like Calvin Broadus
Blueberry with the big homie
"Idols Become Rivals"
Down to die for my survival
Fell in love with the money
She at the spot every Sunday
Loyalty’s what I lust
How I measure my woman
Minimize my mistakes
Love every tat on my face
DJ Khaled, my blood
Got several M’s in my safe

[Future:]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin’, this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin’, I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!

[2 Chainz:]
2 Chainz
Watch me break down bales
Residue on scales
Yeah, I had the girls sick
Man-I-Cure like nails
Competition might fail
Repetition might sell
Dirty kitchen, dirty dishes
Dirty bitches, oh well
Foreign whip rider
Lobster on my rider
You can get the platter
I put my money up, uh
You gon’ need a ladder
Work know acrobatics
Work know calisthenics
My dick be acting stingy
My check be acting boujee
My car got all the groupies
I bought a new Rolex
Now my old Rolex tryna sue me
Fashion on exotic
Pistol on regardless
Bitches look like Barbie
Ricky Bobby on my trolly

[Future:]
Tryna set a bando on fire
I’m just tryna get you so higher
Money coming in, we get flyer
You must be tryna wife her like Tiger

Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater, ayy
Got my hand flooded, I
Buy the whole projects, I
Got my hood stuntin’, this whatever, I
Charge the whole 30, I
Got my niggas workin’, I
Got my bitches down for whatever
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
Whatever!