Hey, wanna fight B? Hey, wanna fight B? [Chorus]
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? [Verse 1]
Treat that pussy just like ping, pong
Back and forth just like I’m King, Kong
At your city nigga ding, dong
At your phone just like a, mm, uh
At your front door like Jehovah’s Witness
I’m too kind so I’ma spare the witness
[?]
Dreads is real as fuck they not extensions
Count up my feta, yuh
[?] my cheddar, yuh
Like Finding Nemo I hope you go belly up
Never mind, kill ’em with kindness
Call me your highness, heard you [?]
[?]
I got machine gun like [?], hm
Bitch I am [?] like The Walking Dead, uh
Dude fuck a rally, you walk in there, hm

[Chorus]
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B? [Intro]
Yuh
Oh my god, Ronny! Hey, wanna fight B?

[Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
Yeah
Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
[?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
It’s Eazy
[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros
[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yo, yo
I guess I’ma have to call her wait
I need someone to call me a cab
I drunk too much but I’m on my way
I hate fake love cause I love too hard
[?]
Come to your job bring lunch one time
Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
Super thick, super fine
Most important super smart
I celebrate for your intelligence
Fashionista so effortless
To tell the truth I got a [?]
But if I had to chose [?]
[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time
[Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
It’s Eazy, Wale too
All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The Moon and back, yeah
Mixin’ with the wrist
That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody What the fuck they really want from a nigga? Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
Just tell me what you really want from me
What you really want? What you really want? [Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know you been needing somebody
Mustard on the beat, ho! [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody
[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know your head sloppy
You really do it like you care about me
Avianne got me feeling like I’m playing hockey
Rap money got me pulling up in big bodies
Big bodies little niggas don’t know shit about me
Call me Artie I love to party, shooters beside me
Left the Rari’ inside the parking lot oh I’m sorry
Ended up with a Spanish mami calling me papi
Acting cocky when she really don’t know shit about me
Though they wonder why I always got my clique by me
Don’t touch me, you’ll be lucky if you sit by me
They don’t get it ’til they really see their bitch by me
Got a trophy on my arm, I keep my wrist icy
If you want it, nigga, then you gotta get by me
Always wanted a Patek, now I can like three
If you think it’s too late, then it just might be
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody
[Verse 2: Don Q]
We can get it popping for the night though
You know my style, red bottoms, only the spikes though
Yeah, it’s always a light show whenever the ice glow
Couple more shots, ain’t no tellin’ where we might go
Take it to Marriot or, we can take it to the trap
Spittin’ on my mic, shoulda put her on the track
Fuck around and have you butt naked on my Snap
With your legs on the air, got you shakin’ on your back like
Wait, I think she catchin’ a seizure
All my old hoes tell me I’m catchin’ amnesia
A different kind of beast, I’m not a regular creature
Drop two-seater beamer, cranberry its features
[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
What they really want from the nigga?

Jump off the plane with a couple of M’s in the bag
If anybody play with me, it’s numbers on their head
We ain’t gon’ talk about it though, that’s the end of that
[Verse 1 ]
Trapping, I’m still into that
Address, I can send you that
So if my label drop me, I can still look like I rap
Know a couple of niggas living like they got platinum plaques (Aha)
All they doing is catching bags, sending out and sitting back (aha)
Rolls Presi’ on my wrist, I can afford that
Back in the day, I couldn’t even look toward that
When I was broke, I couldn’t even look toward the bitch
Now she suck my dick and don’t say shit when I record the bitch (catch that)
Been on the indictment list, tryna see the Forbes list
Went from playing with joysticks to out in traffic blowing sticks (Graa)
When your fans gets your name tatted, then you know you lit
Stank from my cologne, I’ma fuck her if she snort the drip (aha)
Promise my brother I’ma stack and get this paper right
But I’m spendin’ 60k a month just on everyday life
When you that bag, everybody wanna whirl it
Problems they got, they gon’ call you like you caused ’em
Fall up in the club, I can rain ’till it’s morning
Start in every game ’cause at practice, I’ve been balling (swish)
Heard a couple niggas wanna put me on my shit (what)
Tell ’em pull up with them sticks and let ’em hit, you better not miss, bitch

[Bridge]
I know some crips, know some treetops
Name good, I ain’t never sold no re-rock
All these colors in my chain like a peacock
I let that .40 slang ’till it de-cock
Ridin’ through my old hood, with some new money
Blue money, they that mad? Told my lil bro, I had to chase M’s
Fourty on me, all big face bills
In the back of the Mulsanne, letting the space build
If the police flip me with this Glock, I’ma face ten
I ain’t supposed to be the shooter
I’m on top, but I still let it spray like it’s 4 days into July
I’ve been running red light in my city, I know it’s hot
I’d rather take the ticket, niggas want my top
It’s so many opp’s

[Outro]
I know some crips, know some treetops
Name good, I ain’t never sold no re-rock
All these colors in my chain like a peacock
I let that .40 slang ’till it decock
Know some BD’s, I know some gangsta’s
Get outta line and they a spank ya
Know some Pirus, know some head-bangers
Know some sex, money, murder niggas that’ll paint ya [Intro]
Raf Simmons cost me five slips
Dat Goyard bag another fire strip
You in Detroit and see a Wraith, nigga that’s my shit
Would of pushed Rico’s shit back, I am not Mitch
Helluva made this beat, baby
Gettin’ money, why these niggas gettin’ mad? Tell ’em do something
Got three Tennis chains, and like two Presi’s
Three choppas, four Glocks, this shit too heavy
[Verse 2]
Key to the pad , key to the Rolls, key to the bag
I got the key to the streets, don’t get a key put on your ass
When I do that, you know them niggas gon’ knock you in half
Heavy cash load, got my back broke
Bitches on the East, and on the West Coast
Sent me pics and videos, you can’t get my passcode
Ten up in the motor, got the hood broke
Bitch, don’t get yo’ head painted, you gon’ look like Lil Boat (painted red)
Riding through Atlanta with my nigga Lil Boat (Lil Boat)
Niggas trailing us and you know what they good for
Bout to fly to Cali and look for that good dope
If you ’bout that life, then what you looking shook for?

[Verse 1: Rita Ora]
In your eyes, I’m alive
Inside you’re beautiful
Something so unusual in your eyes
I know I’m home (yeah)
Every tear, every fear
Gone with the thought of you
Changing what I thought I knew
I’ll be yours for a thousand lives
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes
And I’m bleeding your love, when you’re swimming in my veins
You’ve got me now
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t lookin’ for love till I found you (oh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
[Verse 2: Liam Payne]
Skin to skin
Breathe me in
Feel with your kiss on me
Lips are made of ecstasy
I’ll be yours for a thousand lives (for a thousand lives)

[Pre-Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage (so lost)
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes (no no)
And I’m bleeding your love, when you’re swimming in my veins
You’ve got me now (now now)
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (oh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t lookin’ for love till I found you (oh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes
I’m bleeding your love, when you’re swimming in my veins
You’ve got me now
[Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora & Both]
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t looking for love ’til I found you (Ooh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya (oh yeah)
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t looking for love ’til I found you
(Ooh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)

[Outro: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (Ooh na-na, yea)
For love ’til I found you (oh)

‘Cause I’m alone, you see
If I’m gon’ die for you
If I’m gon’ kill for you
Then I’ll spill this blood for you, hey
[Bridge: The Weeknd]
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Who gon’ pray for me? [Intro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
I’m always ready for a war again
Go down that road again
It’s all the same
I’m always ready to take a life again
You know I’ll ride again
It’s all the same (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me who’s gon’ save me from myself
When this life is all I know
Tell me who’s gon’ save me from this hell
Without you, I’m all alone
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Who gon’ pray for me? ‘Cause I’m alone, you see
If I’m gon’ die for you
If I’m gon’ kill for you
Then I’ll spill this blood for you, hey
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
I fight the world, I fight you, I fight myself
I fight God, just tell me how many burdens left
I fight pain and hurricanes, today I wept
I’m tryna fight back tears, flood on my doorsteps
Life a livin’ hell, puddles of blood in the streets
Shooters on top of the building, government aiding relief
Earthquake, the body drop, the ground breaks
The poor one with smoke lungs and Scarface
Who need a hero? ‘Cause I’m alone, you see
If I’m gon’ die for you
If I’m gon’ kill for you
Then I’ll spill this blood for you, hey
[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & The Weeknd]
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own, no
I live by my own, no
I live by my own
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own, no
I live by my own, no
I live by my own Take my pain for me? (hero)
My heart don’t skip a beat, even when hard times bumps the needle
Mass destruction and mass corruption
Their souls are sufferin’ men
Clutchin’ on deaf ears again, rapture is comin’
It’s all prophecy and if I gotta be sacrificed for the greater good, then that’s what it gotta be

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Who gon’ pray for me? Save my soul for me? Take my pain for me? (hero)
You need a hero, look in the mirror, there go your hero
Who on the front lines at Ground Zero? Save my soul for me? Save my soul for me? Take my pain for me?

[Verse 1]
Oh yeah
Ain’t gonna lie, I can count on both hands
My down to ride ’til the day I die friends
To get them, I’d like to think
That I’m few and far between
Guys like me, you want in an alley with ya
Up a creek, ain’t a doubt I’m gonna paddle with ya
Go to bat, go to church, go to battle with ya
They can say what they want about me, but
[Chorus]
The ones that need me got me
The ones that doubt me can’t stop me
Even the ones that said, “Forget him.”
You can bet they ain’t forgot me
Either wanna hit me or hold me
Those that hate me don’t know me
And the ones that don’t trust anybody trust me
Yeah, the ones that like me love me
[Verse 2]
Speak my mind, don’t mind who’s listenin’
I’ll ask forgiveness, ‘fore I ask permission
Least with me you know what you’re gettin’
You may not get a thing about me, but

[Chorus]
The ones that need me got me
The ones that doubt me can’t stop me
Even the ones that said, “Forget him.”
You can bet they ain’t forgot me
Either wanna hit me or hold me
Those that hate me don’t know me
And the ones that don’t trust anybody trust me
Yeah, the ones that like me love me
[Bridge]
Yeah, they love me
And I ain’t perfect, I’m a simple man
I got a sinner’s mind, but I can fold my hands
I ain’t afraid to pray and I do know who I am, yeah
[Chorus]
And the ones that need me got me
Ones that doubt me can’t stop me
Even the ones that said, “Forget him.”
Bet your ass they ain’t forgot me
Either wanna hit me or hold me
Those that hate me don’t know me
And the ones that don’t trust anybody trust me
Yeah, the ones that like me love me

[Outro]
The ones that like me love me
And if you don’t
Probably a pretty good chance I don’t like you either

My whole world was unravelling
And girls driving me insane
There’s no road for the travelling
[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth & Boyz II Men]
When I think about all of the nights you’re gone
(Nights you’re gone, oh)
I get terrified (I get terrified)
Please don’t say goodbye (Bye)

[Chorus: Charlie Puth & Boyz II Men]
‘Cause girl, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out (oh)
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby, if you leave me now
Oh, baby, if you leave me now
[Bridge: Charlie Puth]
Oh, I can promise if we parted (parted)
And if you left me brokenhearted
Every single night, I’ll think about you with someone else
Baby, if you leave me
[Chorus: Charlie Puth & Boyz II Men]
Baby, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out (oh)
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby if you leave me now
Oh girl, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out (oh)
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby, if you leave me now
Oh, baby, if you leave me now [Verse 1: Charlie Puth]
No, this is not goodbye
I swear that I’m gonna change
No, baby, please don’t cry
It doesn’t have to end this way
[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth]
‘Cause when I think of all the nights I’ll be alone
I get terrified
Please don’t say goodbye
[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
‘Cause girl, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby, if you leave me now (yeah)
[Verse 2: Boyz II Men]
When did we lose our way?

They say we’re supposed to grow
Learning from the highs and low
All eyes lying on me, oh
Begging me to play the role
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
[Goldlink:]
Switch the lanes, folk though feel the lays
Undercover sweater Balmain, boo cease it
Some of feelin’ when I’m feelin’ rappin’ like a Weezer
Love forgive me he know prayin’ when he hit the fan, Jesus
Can’t go, Janet ride the pool, I feel it
Almost in my goal but I still hit lose, swimming
Losers up, ain’t nobody reaching you, baby
Ain’t nobody stepping you, baby
[MØ:]
You try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right [MØ:]
I am walking down that road
Where did all the flowers go?

I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Drop 2]
Whoa whoa oh, whoa whoa oh
Whoa whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa whoa oh, whoa whoa oh
Whoa whoa oh oh oh oh oh
And I hope you know
That I can’t do this on my own
And, baby, I know I was wrong
But I’ll be there, times two
[Outro]
And I hope you know
That I can’t do this on my own
And, baby, I know I was wrong
But I’ll be there, times two
And I hope you know
That I can’t do this on my own
And, baby, I know I was wrong
But I’ll be there, times two [Drop 1]
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you after all this time
[Verse]
I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Verse]
I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Chorus]
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
(Will you be there, times two?)
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
Will you be there, times two? I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Chorus]
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
(Will you be there, times two?)
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
Will you be there, times two?

[Verse: Lud Foe]
Your bitch is a gunner
Ride foreigns in the summer
Pop pills, smoke weed
I’m the plug with the drugs, I got what you need
Big rims on Tuxs
Ran off on the plug, yeah he outta luck
A dose, shut the lights
I done dodged fast cars yeah I’m runnin’ lights
Highspeed, Hellcat
Hell nah, hella nah ain’t no catchin’ that
Fuck your bitch from the back
Hell naw, I ain’t want her you can have her back
Forgiatos mounted up
Check a big bag of money then I count it up
Homicides, zip ’em up
He ain’t breathin’ tell the coroners go and pick ’em up
Pull up, slide doors
Blue strips, open doors
Designer drugs, designer clothes
Designer hoes, designer coats
New whips, pigeon toe
New ice, rose gold
New price, show sold
Bankrolls don’t fold
Rocks, blows, we sell doughs
[?] so strong make a junkie itch blow
Water whippin’, I broke the stove
Now I got dope residue all on my clothes
Red bottoms, Gucci shoes we rock Louis too
You a killer, April Fools
Nigga get this shit confused you gon’ make the news
Dealerships, foreign whips
Cash out, poker chips
Thick bitch, [?]
Yellow tape, red tape and white chalk
These niggas all talk
Hit the mall [?]
These niggas throw salt
They just made cause they broke, ain’t my fault
Follow the trails, I’m drippin’ sauce
Leg hangin’ out the car cause my doors off
He off lean, he dosed off
He ain’t see me comin’ with that Mossberg sawed off
Poppin’ pills let me [?]
Got a bad bitch and she on Section 8
Pappadeaux and steak
Tipped the waitress a hundred told her bring my plate
Presidential, Obama
Naw not the president I’m talkin’ marijuana
My eyes low off, I’m high off ganja
Dawg changed, I can’t see you call me Stevie Wonder
In the strip club throwin’ ones
I’m standin’ on the bar, showin’ out
These Gucci shoes ain’t comin’ out
Donuts, burnt outs
Nascar, fast car watch the engine ’bout
See a lame point ’em out
My homie tweakin’ off the shit, he’ll knock ’em out
Your time is runnin’ out
We’ll turn a nigga house to a haunted house
I get it by the large amout
I hit my plug for the drugs if I’m runnin’ out

[AJ Hernz]
Yeah I might just pull up on sight, yeah
My purple drink and some sprite, yeah
I’m out of Texas, yeah
But I’m in LA for the night
How bout I book you a flight
Wrack up the miles tonight
I know you working
But you should do more with your time
I might not play in the major leagues
But I’ve been balling in these streets
Running it up in the bills, yeah
I am as cool as Pharrell, yeah
Balling with you like a bell, yeah
I’m feeling more like myself, yeah
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha
Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah

Imma just say how I feel, yeah yeah
Guess it ain’t obvious
You make it hard to be real, yeah yeah
Might be a lot for you
But when we chillin it’s a vibe, yeah
You gotta know are we texting or talking, yeah
Cause when these notifications be poppin in
I just look down at my phone and be smiling, yeah
I might just hit you tonight, yeah
Tell you to get a flight, yeah
I’m tired of texting, yeah
I’m might be spending the night, yeah
Make sure that I’m looking right, yeah
Tonight I got nothing but time, yeah
Cool as my henny on ice, yeah
When you with me it’s a vibe, yeah
[AJ Hernz]
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha
Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah
[AJ Hernz]
Cause you out of my league and that’s foreal
So I ain’t got a choice but to be real
But I be cuddling you tight, yeah
I’ll tell you what I like, yeah
I see you working
But I’ll work you out through the night
I ain’t gonna pass on ya
Baby I rock witcha
I’m shooting my shot witcha
I’m shooting my shot witcha
[AJ Hernz]
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha
Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah

Don’t want no fake tan, short skirt, daddy’s money don’t work
Shop until you drop on the town
I want a smart girl, stronger than her father
Someone who will laugh at tryna fit in the crowd (ah-ow, ow)
[Pre-Chorus: Jonah Marais]
And all we used to dream about
Is getting rich and getting out
Move to the nicer part of town
Where we’d have numbers on our house
It took a while to figure out
What type of girl that I’m about
Who brings the real man out of me, yah
[Chorus: Zach Herron & All & Jack Avery]
I don’t really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don’t want no trust fund baby
Save your money, don’t spend it
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse

[Verse 2: Corbyn Besson & Jonah Marais]
I don’t want a girl who take selfies, want her makeup free
Don’t want no mean girl lady, a pink prom queen
I want a girl who climbs trees, always dirt on her jeans
Her daddy told her how to fix cars, maybe she could fix me
I want a throwback kid who loves Missy Elliot
Who for my birthday, makes a mixtape and puts it on cassette
Want a girl with common sense, who’s dripping in confidence
Don’t wanna die to get rich but she love Fifty Cent (ah-ow, ow)
[Pre-Chorus: Jonah Marais]
And all we used to dream about
Is getting rich and getting out
Move to the nicer part of town
Where we’d have numbers on our house
It took a while to figure out
What type of girl that I’m about
Who brings the real man out of me, yah
[Chorus: Zach Herron & All & Jack Avery]
I don’t really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don’t want no trust fund baby
Save your money, don’t spend it
And I say to people, "That’s my lady"
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse

[Bridge: Jack Avery & Zach Herron & Daniel Seavey]
I don’t want no
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
I just want me a proper lady (no, I don’t want me)
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
[Chorus: Zach Herron & All & Daniel Seavey]
I don’t really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent (hey!)
And I say to people, "That’s my lady" (that’s my lady, na-na-na-na-na)
And we don’t need nothing e-e-e-lse
[Outro: Jack Avery & Jonah Marais & Zach Herron]
I don’t want no
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
I just want me a proper lady (no, I don’t want me)
I don’t want no trust fund baby (no, I don’t want me)
No, I don’t want me [Verse 1: Daniel Seavey & All & Jonah Marais]
I don’t want a girl who gets a car for her sweet sixteen
Or spends a stack of dollar bills on a limousine
I want a girl who takes the bus and who wears baggy jeans
Rockin’ Nike Airs, what the hell are Louboutins?

[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
[Verse 1]
So tired of sleepin’ alone
So tired of eatin’ alone
I need to ask her what’s goin’ on
Are we goin’ strong? She fell at rest in her hair
My shoulder was the perfect height
We fit so right, so what’s goin’ on? I’ve been undone
[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
Ever lost

[Post-Chorus]
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
[Verse 2]
And still the memory’s right there
She put the breeze in my hair
No kiss was softer, softer than this
I’m readin’ her lips, oh
Each line I read
She left her books in my bed
And her song in my head
I’ve been undone
[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
Ever lost

[Post-Chorus]
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Lost
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Lost
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Out on the West Coast
I gotta get back, I can’t let this go
Oh, Saturday Sun
I met someone
Don’t care what it costs
No ray of sunlight’s ever lost
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Oh, Saturday Sun
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
Lost, oh Saturday Sun
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba
I met someone
Oh, Saturday Sun
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba

[Outro]
Ba-ba, ba-ba
Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba ‘Cause I’ve been undone
The long drive, the coastline
Lookin’ out at first light
Am I still on her mind?

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox
This old bar room is my home
And it’s the only one I’ve known
I’ve been here since I was a little boy
Singing songs that people know
I watch them dancing to and fro
While the music plays new lovers find their joy
Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox
Every night at closing time
Johnny’s down to his last dime
Still he manages to buy another round
I watch him clinging to the past
As I play "There’s Stands the Glass"
You can almost hear the teardrops hit the ground

Feed me nickels, feed me dimes
I’ll play your favorite song just one more time
I’m right here in the corner
Anytime you’re feeling blue
If you’ve got a new romance
Well I’ve got the perfect dance
If you need me, I’ll be here
I’m Mister Jukebox