Red Lighter Lyrics - SoMo

A box of clothes
Some written notes
Is all I have left now
She closed the door
No turning back
This time it is clear now
Forgotten words and hopeless hurt
All left in the past now
Maybe it's for the best
I'll call it an angel's test
My heart has no fear now

But you'll always be a part of me
And I got this red lighter, red lighter
Got this red lighter, red lighter

All these sparks are driving me insane
The memory of your eyes hide in this flame
You can't take any of that away
We let it burn out, we're caught in the rain
Rain rain, rain rain rain

Even after the storm, the clouds are reborn but it's never been wetter
It must have been fate, two hearts didn't break, it's gotta get better
I'll keep these thoughts alive inside to remind me whenever
I'm down and out, I'll think about when you said forever

And you'll always be a part of me
Cause I got this red lighter, red lighter
Got this red lighter, red lighter

All these sparks are driving me insane
The memory of your eyes hide in this flame
You can't take any of that away
We let it burn out, we're caught in the rain
Rain rain [x8]

But I got this red lighter, red lighter
Red lighter, red lighter

All these sparks are driving me insane
The memory of your eyes hide in this flame
You can't take any of that away
We let it burn out, we're caught in the rain
Rain rain, rain rain rain.

My Little Girl Lyrics - SoMo

Gotta hold on easy as I let you go
Gonna tell you how much I love you, though you think you already know
I remember I thought you looked like an angel wrapped in pink so soft and warm
You've had me wrapped around your finger since the day you were born

You're beautiful, baby, from the outside in
Chase your dreams but always know the road that'll lead you home again
Go on, take on this whole world
But to me you know you'll always be my little girl

When you were in trouble, that crooked little smile could melt my heart of stone
Now look at you, I've turned around and you've almost grown
Sometimes you're asleep, I whisper, "I Love You" in the moonlight at your door
As I walk away, I hear you say, "Daddy, love you more"

You're beautiful, baby, from the outside in
Chase your dreams but always know the road that'll lead you home again
Go on, take on this whole world
But to me you know you'll always be my little girl

Someday some boy will come and ask me for your hand
But I won't say "yes" to him unless I know he's the half
That makes you whole, and he has a poet's soul, and the heart of a man's man
I know he'll say that he's in love
But between you and me, he won't be good enough

You're beautiful, baby, from the outside in
Chase your dreams but always know the road that'll lead you home again
Go on, take on this whole world
But to me you know you'll always be my little girl.

Ride Lyrics - SoMo

Whoah whoah whoah yeah [x3]

[Hook:]
Take off those heels, lay on my bed
Whisper dirty secrets while I'm pulling on your hair
Poison in our veins, but we don't even care
Candles dripping on your body, baby this ain't truth or dare
Everybody wonders where we've run off to
My body on your body, baby sticking like some glue
Naughty, let's get naughty, girl it's only one or two
The fever's fucking running, feel the heat between us two!

[Chorus:]
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all, all night!
I'm gon' take care of your body,
I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's getting hotter, make it softer,
Feel your chest on top of me.
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all night!
I'm gon' make you feel that loving,
Getting weak all in your knees.
Kiss your body from the tip-top,
All the way down to your feet!

Oh, oh, oh, and we can go slow, slow,
Yeah we can go slow, oh, oh, oh
Lay on your back, you like it right there
Don't have to say it twice
Love, there's nothing here to fear
Taking it back, back to where it's clear
Rolling on and on, sounds of love are in the air!

[Chorus:]
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all, all night!
I'm gon' take care of your body,
I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's getting hotter, make it softer,
Feel your chest on top of me.
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all night!
I'm gon' make you feel that loving,
Getting weak all in your knees.
Kiss your body from the tip-top,
All the way down to your feet!

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah

The sun's coming up, oh
You're on my side, oh
I rub your thigh, oh
You look in my eyes, oh
And I just see the sky (see the sky)
I'm so high but I ain't smoked yet,
I'm just coming down from this!

[Chorus:]
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all, all night!
I'm gon' take care of your body,
I'll be gentle, don't you scream
It's getting hotter, make it softer,
Feel your chest on top of me.
I'm gon' ride, I'm gon' ride
I'm gon' ride, I'm, I'm gon' ride on you baby
On you lady, all night, all night!
I'm gon' make you feel that loving,
Getting weak all in your knees.
Kiss your body from the tip-top,
All the way down to your feet!.

Say (Feat: French Montana & Yung Fliiboy) Lyrics - G Eazy

[Produced by Ty Fyffe]

[Intro: French Montana]
Montana
You know when you hear that HAN
G-Eazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
HAN Coke boy

[Hook: Yung FLiiBoy]
Yo hands down you're a man down
If hating mad when I roll around
Shawty clocking knowing I'm the man now
Yeah they know how it's going down
What the gone say what they gone say
We don't need them niggas anyway
What the gone say what they gone say
Fuck it we don't need them niggas anyway

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
But what they say when I drop this shit
If you looked away what if you missed it
Most of you rappers sound the same and nothing's different
I came to the game here to stay not just to visit
Now I got a buzz like I popped 6 klonopin
Grew up in the Bay and swishers what I put my chronic in
Drinking straight if anything I might just put some tonic in
I’m proving them wrong again with the shit I’m accomplishin’
Hair slick backwards, I’m dapper
Your bitch is cool, mine is badder
You haters gossip and chatter
All my team we're eating as if we hunt and we gather
Your girl tweeted that I was her favorite rapper, I’m flattered

[Hook]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
We don’t need them niggas anyway
Rari low, feet up on them niggas anyway
Took the Ghost to the dealer told him go a Wraith
Bitch shotgun, on E! like Chelsea Lately (Han)
Born straight 10 summers born straight
You small plate, 2015 with no plaque
Paper tag, bricks in the condo
College to the league had to turn 4 to 9 like Rondo
Twenty-four karat gold fine number Eric Hold
5 chains herringbone
5 whips [?]
This ain’t a Rollie it’s a time machine
Popping perk, smoking sour, drinking lean

[Hook]

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
No I saw this coming
Like where is this rapper from and
What is his career becoming
I just sparked my blunt and then play to beat and write something
Slept on me you’re fucking dumb
And even your girl knows I’m coming
And you sir are bitchless
A list hoes, Taylor Swift is on my wish list
Plain black clothes I still stand the crispiest
A crew full of misfits
Now watch us go the distance
Smoking West Coast on the East Coast
Feed me a beat like this watch see what it provokes
Growing up I caught the bus now I push a Prévost
Faded from the weed smokes
I’m paid cause nothing’s for free folks
Yeah

[Hook]

[Outro] (x2)
When I show up what would they say
When I blow up what should they say
What they gon’ say, what they gon’ say now
What they gon’ say now.

song No Love (Remix) (feat. Nicki Minaj) Lyrics - August Alsina

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
(Drumma Boy)
August
Young Money
I swear this is my favorite song [laughs]
I'm serious

[Verse 1: August Alsina]
Red light
You know I can't make this thing that official
Believe we had a great night but I ain't the type to tell you that I miss you shit
You don't like that I make this easy, leaving
After sexing on the floor
Baby I know you need me, like I need you
But I'm not the one you wanna love

[Hook: August Alsina]
So just pop a couple bands with a nigga like me
Loving ain't the same with a nigga like
You use to them but ain't no loving me
I hear what you would say and girl it's clear to see
You should just drink a couple drinks with a nigga like me
You probably go insane with a nigga like me
Let's just party till we can't, ain't no loving me
And I'm the one to blame, ain't no loving me
So don't come looking for love
Oh, no love [x9]
(Don't come looking for love)
Oh, no love [x9]

[Verse 2: August Alsina]
Shawty if you looking for somebody tryna settle down
Probably won't be around nah baby
You should hit when you tired of playing up in the house
And ain't nobody around
You need that
When you need that late night
We can both make love to the daylight
You got it girl, you got it girl
But you know I can't stay right? Uh nah babe
All I want is you so what you tryna do?

[Hook]

[Refrain: August Alsina]
No love, no love, no love [x6]

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]
August you know, I'm here to save you
Me and them girls, we ain't the same boo
You know I hate it, when you leave me
Cause you love it then you leave it
But you know how bad I need it
You're so fuckin' conceited
Why you coming over weeded

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj (August Alsina)]
You can't treat me like you treat them
Yes, I am the crème de la crème
Yes I am from one to ten, ten
You fronting in them streets, saying we just friends
You can't front like this ain't way realer
I know you hard, I know that you a killer
I know you started off a dope dealer
But let your guard down, your niggas know you feel her, feel her
So what you want, baby?
(All I want is you)
(So what you trying to do?)

[Hook].

Unconditionally (feat. Olivia) Lyrics - G-UNIT

[Chorus x2: Olivia]
Boy if you want me, then you can have me
I want you to want me and love me unconditionally

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You want me to want you, you want me to need you
You want me beg and stay by my side
You want me to chase you, you want me to lace you
You want me to just swallow my pride
You want too much from me
Pretending I'm that nigga you lovingg
Last week it was my man, the week before your husband
Girl that ring on your finger means nothing
Its just a waste of money, and he was just a dummy
I know you kiss hI'm and hug him
And tell hI'm that you love him, you lying
Because I hit the first night and I wasnt even trying
You facinated with the flow
You know I'm about to blow
Come to see me at my show
Admire how my wrist glow
You like the way I get the dough
We can go, just to drow
Let your knees hit the floor
I like it when you do it slow
Aint nobody got to know
We can keep it on the low
I don't like niggas in my business, told you that before

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
You want me to hug you, you want me to love you
You want me to miss you everytime you gone
You wanna shine, you wanna spend time
Girl this is just a fling thing, word is bond
You want too much from me
Everyday calling my phone
You found out my benz sittin on chrome
Wont leave me alone
Catchin feelings cause I'm never at home
I should've known not to pick up the phone
Before a nigga got on
You wouldn't take time out to speak
Then you expect me to take your ass out to eat
I can't lie girl you sure look good in that mink
Tonight its on you, you gonna buy me a drink
Whatchu think?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
You want me to lay out quality time, like you don't know I'm on tour
Fuck you blowin up my cell phone for? huh?
Why everytime we talk you askin for more, huh?
You want a nigga to commit, that our relationship shit and
I didnt string you along, you talkin reckless
Shorty look at my necklace
I don't sell dreams, I sell records
I know your type, used to parade around town
Bumped into an entertainer, now you wanna slow down
Introduced me to family and friends as well
Walkin out the house feeling like a piece of show-n-tell
cheatin cause your boyfriend doesnt like to spend
I hate to bust your bubble but I'm just like him

[Chorus: repeat to fade].

They Talked About Jesus Lyrics - G-UNIT

[Intro: Young Buck]
Hello? Hello?
Anybody know what G-Unit is?
50, where the fuck you at, nigga?

[Hook: Young Buck (Lloyd Banks)]
Somebody called us and said the rap game needs us
(They talking)
Fuck it, they talked about Jesus
(Still hating)
Yeah, they hated on Jesus
(The real waiting)
They talked about Jesus
This one here is for all non-believers
(They talking)
Fuck it, they talked about Jesus
(Still hating)
Yeah, they hated on Jesus
(The real waiting)
You know they talked about Jesus

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I could care less about a rapper and his entourage
I don't give a fuck about a Phantom, it's not in our garage
Who could take the project bench to a driver lodge?
Fuck her to some Mary J. Blige, get out of dodge
Dirty nigga, but all my dope clean though
And I got fishscale for sale, fuck you mean ho?
You niggas crack under pressure, Tim Tebow
The shots didn't hit, you was at the freethrow
I let my heat go, pull up with my seat low
Girls smoking, I keep asking Banks where the weed go
Still with the shit, still searching for a kilo
I'm the reason why these niggas peeping out their peephole

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Wouldn't dent a armor at them niggas all together
Louise summer sweater, Yankee on the sky-dweller
'gamo belt, fly fella, they think all of mines vanilla
Six or seven more flavors out in Vegas with weather
With my kush up in the hall of fame
Cavemen, break out your ball and chain
I'll orchestrate the walk of shame
Your life's plain, escort me through here like the president
Royal room, you gotta tell the hoes what hotel I'm in
You never did, you out here regular, ain't go one heckler
I ball consecutive as long as they got neck to give
Salute me you ever see me, I'm a vet
CD full of cracks, easy with the grills, cut plat

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
Fishscales paid the bill, I ain't never been broke
Arm ya, Adrien Broner on the ropes
I'm still at that Mickey D's off of Atlantic
My BK niggas, man, I feed them hammers
My connect only speaks Spanish
Uno, dos, tres, quatro, full bricks then vanished
Jump in the Martin Vanquish
Donald Sterling think he a slavemaster
Turn my Clippers jersey inside out
Feed niggas with long spoons running their mouth
Godfathers to the head, they spoiled that
Might trout your legs, overseased pussies, y'all loving thots
Been around the world, crime scene in the parking lot

[Hook].