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[Verse 1: Dua Lipa]
You don’t have to be so cautious if you practice what you preach
Counting up the stacks on the counter, a fucking disease
Don’t ask me to be righteous if you practice what you teach
Counting all your blessings the second you’re down on your knees

[Chorus: Dua Lipa]
So why, why
Don’t we get a little high, high?

[Post-Chorus: Dua Lipa]
Don’t we get a little, get a little
Don’t we get a little high
Get a little high, high

[Verse 2: Dua Lipa]
Keep my head under the water, pride buried in my chest
Not counting all the minutes, the seconds, not holdin’ my breath
Now sinking from the surface, swimming in my lungs
Losing all my vision, religion, I’m holding my tongue

[Chorus: Dua Lipa]
So why, why
Don’t we get a little high, high?

[Post-Chorus: Dua Lipa]
Don’t we get a little, get a little
Don’t we get a little high
Get a little high, high

[Bridge: Dua Lipa]
Don’t wanna pay attention to the writing on the wall
Painted with aggression, and dripping when you call
Not gonna learn my lesson, am I running out of time?
So, why, why, why?

[Post-Chorus: Dua Lipa]
Don’t we get a little, get a little
Don’t we get a little high
Get a little high, high

[Intro]
(Swiff D)
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran

[Chorus]
They want me to change but some things just can’t be rewritten
God of gods, light of light, they all true and living
Authentic like this book I hold in palm
With mercy, embrace all things, (through this) Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran

[Verse 1]
They want me to change, want me in reins
Locked up in cage, head full of rage
It’s insane, the percentage of my niggas that’s gone
And all my niggas that’s home, hold your head and stay strong
What’s hatnin’ in the White House got my black thoughts runnin’
Deeply rooted in this evil, I’m tryna crop out somethin’
And plant these good seeds of mine, hope they see the signs
Why my people dyin’ on Vine, swear that Facebook live
Desensitized by murder, murder, bloody murder
Likes and retweets don’t help in hands, just all observers
Hype converters, wave surfers, they don’t serve no purpose
Government at the service, God save us, we out here livin’ worthless

[Chorus]
They want me to change but some things just can’t be rewritten
God of gods, light of light, they all true and living
Authentic like this book I hold in palm
With mercy, embrace all things, (through this) Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran

[Verse 2]
They tryna crucify me for my originality
They say a man’s worth depends on salary
But what’s money but selfish ways and no one’s proud of me
The ugly truth, got fat pockets and high calories
A gluttonous approach, with a selfish mentality
The wicked ways of sin, I be fightin’ all these Jinns
Fake friends, backstabbers, they be knifin’ at my skin
I rose from the ghetto without a thorn in my stem
I’m written and unbothered, completely who I’m ‘posed to be
Comfortable in my own skin, even if no one notice me
But notably, I’m known as King, someone who control this dream
And broke free of every iron hand that had a hold on me

[Chorus]
They want me to change but some things just can’t be rewritten
God of gods, light of light, they all true and living
Authentic like this book I hold in palm
With mercy, embrace all things, (through this) Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Why won’t you let me love you?
Why won’t you let me love you?
You know that’s all I wanna do
You know that’s all I wanna do
Ride for you, I’ll die for you
Why won’t you let me love you?
You know that’s all I wanna do
(You know that’s all I wanna do)

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Trust me, yeah, trust me
I know you wanna trust me, girl
Love me, yeah, love me
I know you wanna love me, girl
You love the way I pull the Porsche out
On Pembroke Pines
Wind the window down
Know I dig you, wanna make you mine
Take you to Moshi Moshi
Tryna wine and dine
Tryna get your tan on
Tryna be tearin’ me fine, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I know, time is tickin’, tickin’, want my mind blown
I cannot forget it, girl, you’re my only
I need you to get it
I want you to be more than my homie

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Why won’t you let me love you?
Why won’t you let me love you?
You know that’s all I wanna do
You know that’s all I wanna do
Ride for you, I’ll die for you
Why won’t you let me love you?
You know that’s all I wanna do

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Can I pull up later, baby?
You got me on standby
I’m a player, baby you fuckin’ my mind up
In my best designer
Shawty wastin’ time, but it’s time to make your mind up
I know you like the way the 458 skates
See the diamonds in the dash
You ain’t worried ’bout the cash
But you know I got the game that be feelin’ like a cheat
Got the stars in the roof, double R’s in the seat
I’ma dawg, I’ma freak
Come fuck with me I’ll beat that pussy W-E-T
Tell your friends that I’m your homie, I’m not tryna be
Not tryna wing it
I just don’t know how to bring it
Let my nigga PARTY sing it because…

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I know, time is tickin’, tickin’, want my mind blown
I cannot forget it, girl, you’re my only
I need you to get it
I want you to be more than my homie

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Why won’t you let me love you?
Why won’t you let me love you?
You know that’s all I wanna do
You know that’s all I wanna do
Ride for you, I’ll die for you
Why won’t you let me love you?
You know that’s all I wanna do

[Intro]
Good job, First

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a bitch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city, sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, niggas that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I’m the one, gettin’ paid for it, thank God, it’s a blessin’ to see (naw, for real)
Doin’ shows, I’m on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposin’ me (skrrt, skrrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin’ old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin’, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Run to the money, we tryna get fitted (run to the money)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five bitches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these niggas be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Outro: Quavo]
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro]
Good job, First

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a bitch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city, sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, niggas that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I’m the one, gettin’ paid for it, thank God, it’s a blessin’ to see (naw, for real)
Doin’ shows, I’m on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposin’ me (skrrt, skrrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin’ old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin’, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Run to the money, we tryna get fitted (run to the money)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five bitches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these niggas be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Outro: Quavo]
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah