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Love Gang Lyrics - Whethan Featuring Charli XCX

Love Gang Lyrics -  Whethan Featuring Charli XCX www.unitedlyrics.com
[Verse 1]
We be in the street
Straight love Jones bangin’
Throwin’ up that love sign
Dope love slangin’
We be in The Cut posted up
Flags wavin’
Heart tattoos on my sleeve
Love gangin’
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m all about that love, love, love
We all about that love, love, love
What you want? Where you from? Throw it up
You ask me what set am I claimin’
I’m claimin’ that love gang, bang
[Chorus]
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride (bang)
Put it in your pocket like a rocket and fly
And fly (bang)
[Post-Chorus]
Bang, bang, but they can’t shoot us down
Love gang and we reppin’ through the night
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride, ride
[Verse 2]
We be in your house
Make the love boom crazy
Keep it 100 on the dial, speed racin’
Zoom, zoom, zap
3AM, still ragin’
Heartin’ on your grams
‘Cause we so love gangin’
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m all about that love, love, love
We all about that love, love, love
What you want? Where you’re from? Throw it up
You ask me what set am I claimin’
I’m claimin’ that love gang, bang
[Chorus]
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride (bang)
Put it in your pocket like a rocket and fly
And fly (bang)
[Post-Chorus]
(Bang)
(Bang)
(Bang)
[Bridge]
We on that bang, bang, bang
We on that shut shit down
Straight up we’re love gang bangin’
Love gonna run this town
We on that love, love, love
Our heart beat bang so tough
[Pre-Chorus]
You ask me what set am I claimin’
I’m claimin’ that love gang (love gang)
[Chorus]
Let’s catch a shooting star in the sky and ride
And ride (bang)
Put it in your pocket like a rocket and fly
And fly (bang)

Shine Season Lyric - Wale

Wale - Shine Season www.unitedlyrics.com
Part I

[Intro: Wale & Sam Sneak]
Oh my God, Oh my God again
Shine season
Y'all niggas still in the bleachers
Mula
Good looking, yeah
Money
Yea boy

M-M-M-Mayback Music

[Verse 1]
In and out of town [?] us
Skin brown so the cops busting
Cockroaches ain't got to love me
Top charts since dropping lotus
Drop top the car show it
Drop top your bra showing
Tammy Lahren I ain't ready for you
All the Becky's want a uncle Tom Sawyer
Race draft first pick
John Lennon for Don Lemon
Omarosa for a palm tree
Your lil' son see we both shady niggas
DC crazy nigga
Woop woop
PG crazy nigga
Woop woop
We see 12 pull up
Woop woop
Feet don't fail me nigga
I got the moves like Sean tonight
I got the juice like soccer wives
I ain't romantic but I got a Wraith
So take the pussy under stars tonight
If it's on then it's on for life
If it's squad then it's squad for life
If it's a foreign in your neighborhood and you see a Ghost say Folarin in it right
That petty humor makes your bitch choose
House wives call me home improvement
I say your name they say mani-pedi, they don't even got a toe or nail improvement
Hottest out what I got to do to show you stupid putos who the hottest doing
What they trying to do but they as not as fluent
Shine season give me number 2
Money where is number number 2
I just did a fucking number 2
Money where is number number 2
I just did a fucking number 2
Shine season and it's my season heard that Cool and Dre is in the other room
Keep going


Part II
[Beat Switch]

[Bridge: Sam Sneak]
Oh shit this the part where the shit goes left right
Or do it go right
Or no we go up
Whatever
Talk to them

Mayback Music

[Chorus]
Woosaa woosaa
I been working too hard, too hard
Woosaa woosaa
I been grinding too hard, my god
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
You, you
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
Said woosaa woosaa
I been working too hard too hard
Woosaa woosaa
I been grinding too hard, my god

[Verse 2]
Draco draco draco draco, dress your favorite in that halo
Hitters, they from Haiti don't you make me sak pase so
Maybe I am crazy cause I'm wavy out my way though
Give a bitch a baby way before she get the Seiko
Draco draco draco have you ever seen a draco?
You ever had a sweeper when you squeeze it make you shake up?
Faking faking faking faking, all you niggas fronting
How you taking Xannys trying to operate a weapon?
What the fuck is up?
Niggas looking real sus
Ask him where’s his passport he rap about the plug enough
I ain't trapping I just know what's up
Label me that pro black backpacker that bitches love
All I see is hoe ass rap niggas in every the club
All I see is the Instagram pictures that's tricking us
All I need is all my black niggas to live it up
Cause North Korea might go bat shit, fuck you little guns

[Chorus]
Woosaa woosaa
I been workin' too hard, too hard, yeah
Woosaa woosaa
I been grindin' too hard, my god
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
You, you, you
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
Said woosaa woosaa
I been workin' too hard, too hard, yeah
Woosaa woosaa
I been grindin' too hard, my god

Pleasure Lyrics - Feist

Get what I want
And still it's a mysterious thing that I want
So when I get it
I make sense of a mysterious thing
'Cause I've taken flight on such a serious wing
I, and you are the same and
Either fiction or dreaming

We know enough to admit
We know enough to admit
We know enough to admit

It's my pleasure
And your pleasure
It's my pleasure
And your pleasure

Oh, an echo calls up the line
An indication of time
Our togetherness
That is how we evolved
We became our needs
Ages up inside
Escaping similar pain
Dreaming safe and secure
Generations in line
Old and then the youth
Come to meet or fade
A chromosomal raid
Built by what we got built for
As much as what we avoid
So the mystery lifts

We know enough to admit
We know enough to admit

It's my pleasure
And your pleasure
It's my pleasure
And your pleasure
That's the same
That's what we're here for!
Pleasure, it's my pleasure
It's my pleasure, it's my pleasure
That's what we're here for!
Pleasure, it's my pleasure
It's my pleasure, it's my pleasure
That's what we're here for!
Pleasure
Pleasure
Pleasure
Pleasure, oh

You know it's true
Pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure
Pleasure, pleasure

You're Lonely Lyrics - Frank Fitts

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