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2 CHAINZ
Saturday Night Lyrics

Y’all niggas lame for that, y’all niggas lame for that
Shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
Young niggas banging back, young nigga banging back

Then we gon’ fade to black then we gon’ fade to black

I left the crib walking, drove a Mercedes back
You wasn’t blessed with ambition so who you gon blame for that
Tried to get off the Act, still didn’t know how to act
Still pull up in the back, sit my ass right in the back
Tell my driver when he open my door to take off his hat
Double saran everything so that you know its a wrap
Double salute anybody that made it out the trap
Some of y’all probably still owe me from back
In the back in the back in the back in the back
I had that work right in front of me f**k all you niggas you wannabes
Most of you niggas is under mes, I’ma give ya ass some to see
My car don’t have car keys, my crib got palm trees
Pussy smell like sardine you, need to get up of my lawn please
This a real nigga conversation, real nigga demonstration real niggas
No crystal or hilfigers, a bunch of ignorant lil’ niggas
A bunch of red young tenders, dark skin queens, Puerto Rican princess’s
Scratch my hand my palms itching, hit the dope start twitching
This a new kinda kitchen, marble countertops, see through fridge
3 thousand for the microwave, touchscreen stove lil biiiiitch!!
Please don’t make me relapse, make me start back trappin
Everybody in the city, saying that boy Tity done started back snapping

I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it’s Saturday night, like it’s Saturday night, yeah

I sat in the trap no one cooked at night, i treat my third stripe like its Kryptonite
I stopped serving sacks over qualified, have you ever seen a homicide?
Have you ever seen ya partna die? Have you ever been traumatized
Even at graduation i had a bookbag full of yams, tryna multiply
Enough of the negative actions, I got my paycheck off passion
I’m wearing 4 bracelets for fashion, don’t think its a race when I pass you
Stop talking that mafia shit, you never met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I’m like oh shit we goon tear up this bitch, pull out a stick when u put up your fist
I’m like these niggas done f**ked up my fit, funny how heaven and hell co exist
Funny how life can put you in the mix, I sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
I booked studio with the trap money, Lil Wayne used to come get the bags from me
You still asking niggas for gas money, I look at these rappers like crash dummies
I look at these bitches that f**k with these rappers like bitch you just f**ked with my last homie
Kesha can come get the last from me, Heaven can come get the last from me
Harmony can come get the last from me, Halo can come get the last from me MAMA!

I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it’s Saturday night, like it’s Saturday night, yeah

PORTUGAL. THE MAN
So Young Lyrics

So young, just begun
Don’t need to live to know
What I’ve become

When ya wake up
Still in your make-up
You’ll make it home just
Fine without breaking down

Man that’s so young
That’s so young

Stay calm, we’ll all just get along
Sit around, pretending like nothing’s wrong
So long, love letter
But you and I are gonna live forever

I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
One day the world may end
But there’s still plenty to discover
Till then I’ll just pretend
I don’t need another lover

So young, loaded gun
Oblivious to what the trigger does
Will ya wake up
Never gonna make up
Got ammunition on a mission
So young, just begun
Don’t need to live to know
What I’ve become
When ya wake up
Still in your make-up
You’ll make it home just
Fine without breaking down

Man that’s so young
That’s so young

Stay calm, we’ll all just get along
Sit around, pretending like nothing’s wrong
So long, love letter
But you and I are gonna live forever

I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
One day the world may end
But there’s still plenty to discover
Till then I’ll just pretend
I don’t need another lover

So young, loaded gun
Oblivious to what the trigger does
Will ya wake up
Never gonna make up
Got ammunition on a mission
We’re gonna shoot you down

Man that’s so young
That’s so young

Knocked out with the Midas touch
A champion wearing golden gloves
Got you punch drunk, seeing stars
Little birdies singing “why’d ya fall so hard?”

I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
One day the world may end
But there’s still plenty to discover
Till then I’ll just pretend
I don’t need another lover

My light burning bright
Everlong till the thrill is gone
Love’s my battle cry
It’s never wrong
How I stay so strong
I’ll fight all my life
I’m all like I can’t go on
When I can’t go on
We’re gonna live forever
We’re gonna live forever

I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
Today the world will end
You never know we may recover
No time left to pretend
I don’t need another lover

Oooh… it’s troubling
When the belly of the beast starts rumbling
Oooh… it’s getting too hot
Like the summer in the city that we’re living in

Oooh… it’s troubling
When the belly of the beast starts rumbling
Oooh… it’s getting too hot
Like the summer in the city that we’re living in

(Man that’s so young )

2 CHAINZ
Door Swangin Lyrics

I wouldn’t even…
I wouldn’t even be here without that mothaf**kin’ door
We doing numbers, holmes

5540, we doing numbers, holmes
You can look that shit up, you can research that shit

Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging

No doorbell, we had the cameras included
No hibachi, all we had is some tuna fish
Moved up a level, then I stepped up my grind
Got to the top, ain’t nobody around
When I look down, all I see is some sucka shit
And I’ma run shit, I put that on my bucket list
Adidas streetball, all the foreigns with the straps
Before the dreadlocks, I had the cornrows to the back
Used to sit on a broke down Camaro with packs
Told her, “Turn around,” even though she had his name tatted
That’s the way that it was, had a way with the girls
Had a felony before you knew what a felony was
You was taking the shots, you was feeling the buzz
Got so much in the stash spot, I could fill up a bus
Got gorillas with us, got chinchillas with us
No pretenders with us, got the winners with us, yeah

Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging

Somebody watching the front door
Yeah I went to college and sold dope
Sold narcotics, a boat load
And all us felons and can’t vote
Yeah I’m from the cut, I’m cutthroat
All up in the crowd, Frank Lucas fur coat
Yeah, sipping muddy like a mothaf**kin’ Merlot
Under the influence, I stayed on the first floor, first floor
Wait, first 48, hard to see my face, diamonds in the way
This is MMA, I just beat the case
In and out the nail salon, she got her nails polished
Turn up in tennis shoes, turn up in red bottoms
Turn up in red bottoms, turn up, turn up in red bottoms
She turn up in red bottoms, yeah what?
A nigga a hustler, now the feds got him
You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter

Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I f**king had the door swinging

SONS OF THE PIONEERS
The Shifting Whispering Sands Lyrics

Listen to the age old story of the
Shifting, Whispering Sands

Yes it always whispers to me
Of the days of long ago
When the settlers and the miners
Fought the crafty Navajo

How the cattle roamed the valley
Happy people worked the land
And now everything is covered
By The Shifting, Whispering Sands

How miner left his buckboard
Went to work his claim that day

And the burros broke their halters
When they thought he’d gone to stay

How they found the aged miner
Lying dead upon the sand
After months they could but wonder
If he died by human hands?

So they dug his grave and laid him
On his back and crossed his hands
And his secret still is hidden
By the Shifting, Whispering Sands

This is what they whispered to me
On that quiet desert air
Of the people and the cattle
And that miner lying there

If you want to learn their secret
Wander through this quiet land

And I’m sure you’ll hear the story
Of the Shifting, Whispering Sands

Shifting, Whispering Sands

KHALID
Young Dumb & Broke Lyrics

So you’re still thinking of me
Just like I know you should
I cannot give you everything

you know I wish I could
I’m so high at the moment
I’m so caught up in this
Yeah we’re just young dumb & broke
But we still got love to give
While we’re young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
We have so much in common
We argue all the time
You always say I’m wrong
I’m pretty sure I’m right
What’s fun about commitment
We have our life to live
Yeah we’re just young dumb & broke
But we still got love to give
While we’re young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
Throw everything
Leave it all in the name of love, love
Do it all in the name of fun, fun
I’m so high at the moment
I’m so caught up in this
Yeah we’re just young dumb & broke
But we still got love to give
While we’re young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb
Young young dumb & broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
(yah da da da da ya ye)
(da da da da da da da duh duh)
(ya duh duh da duh ya ya duh)
Young dumb broke high school kids
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