Ne-Yo - Champagne Life (2010)

Lyrics:

Yes, it was a beautiful day
It's gone be a beautiful night
Break out the champagne
Everybody get a glass
Let's start it off sexy
What do you say?

Uh, and all the ladies say (Uh-huh)
Uh, and all the ladies say (Uh-huh)
Think I like that
Uh, and all the ladies say (Uh-huh)

Welcome to the champagne life
Where trouble is a bubble in a champagne glass
Dreams and reality are one and the same
And we gone do it like this (Oh)

Got an addiction for life and this living
Like everyday's my birthday, know what I'm getting
And reserved for top notch that's where I'm sitting
Me and my friends and found 6 Miss Independents (Independents)
And my attitude's so chill and so breezy (breezy)
My designer suit, I make this look easy (easy)
Sexy baby, don't you dare act like you don't see me
Baby, I know you see me

It's all about them fast car nights and them big boat days
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Wooh)
Let's toast it up (Wooh)

Said we play all night and we play all day
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Baby, let's toast it up (Whoo)
Oh, champagne life

Got penthouse property on cloud nine (Oh)
I got the sun jealous 'cause the way I shine (Oh)
And reserved for time 'cause that's how I do mine
Nice meal and a good wine, definition of a good time
I'm living out my dreams, watching them come true (come true)
Baby, I'm a boss, I don't know what they do (they do)
You've put down the ride, come on and I'll take you
I know you want me to take you

So if it's all about them fast car nights and them big boat days
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Everybody, let's toast it up (Whoo)

Said because we play all night and we play all day
Living this champagne life and everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Baby, let's toast it up (Whoo)
Champagne life

Uh, uh, hey, uh (Uh-huh)
We don't even clap the same when we living that champagne life
(Uh-huh) Sexier than a regular clap
Oh, it's a party, reserved for top notch
Let's bring it back

Oh, said it's all about them fast car nights and them big boat days
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
So let's toast it up (Whoo)
And everybody, let's toast it up (Whoo)

Said 'cause we play all night and we play all day
Living the champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Baby, let's toast it up (Whoo)
Champagne life....


Champagne Life

T.I. - Ya Hear Me (2010)

Lyrics:

Yeah
Ay
ay
that's right

hopping out a drop appla'
pants hanging to my ankles
feel em hate from every angle
they intimidating aint I
Imma beast,
they don't like to see me walking outta prison
i aint trippen i dont owe em nothing but a Ass Whippin
what you looking at ? Brah you better cut the television on
don't want us on yo ass, best to get the gettin on. . .
homes,
i way known ya if you want it
i aint gotta go fo bad, i jus go for my opponent
i aint looking for no trouble i aint ducking none niether
say a nigga jumping ship , i say so fuck em i don't need em
still greet em with the same smile like i used to
get wild if you choose to i aint finna shoot shoot
end up, head buss, bleedy no loose tooth
whoop a nigga ass by his self or with a group too
Who? Fight back oh it like that ?
where my knife at, shawty i be right back .

Hook :
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
this year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
the king pull it right,
big bank take lil bank
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
this year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
rolling thru yo hood,
can ya hear me now ? goooddd . . . .

we gon do it big like we did befo
fresh off of Kay,
ASAP , Motivation Hoe
guess that's all it take
i got they ass with my poker face
wait, till they get a load of me like the joker say (hahahaha)
alot of time that bullshit we'll past but aint today
gon be a (cold red, man down) like frankie say ay
at the layer where the players meet
all sqaures kick rocks with you're bare feet bitches cherish me
king back , nigga raise up. . .
its safe to say them suckas wanna see me caged up
that chapter's over pass the mic,n set the stage up
Throw Yo A up, tell my p.o i dont blaze up, pee wee fire the haze up
they prise us, cuz old heads recognize the G in him
black card no limit like p and them
aint nobody seeing him , who fuckin with shawty them .
we pull up , bitches yell out OMG just like my daughter them .

Hook :
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
this year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
the king pull it right,
big bank take lil bank
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
this year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
rolling thru yo hood,
can ya hear me now ? goooddd . . . .

im in a jet black camera ,wit me eyes on a spare
they say i cant have no pistol so i bought a bow and arrow
just wait , niggas saying it aint the same and i get back
see aint a damn thing change but my 6-pac
you want reck, you can get that
but all the disrespecting shawty i aint wit that
parta i aint finna chit chat ,
coming from when a nigga had to break em off a piece
like a kit kat
tell them kats bless me to impress me
best leave or get wet like a jet ski
overseas where you catch me
when they holla king nigga they dont mean elvis presly
hard lumped up
chest like a dump truck
keep the sword on me, shawty this aint what you want brah
i aint gotta buss ya, if you close enough u getting stuck
leave a nigga dripping like a sippie cup (pick em up)

Hook :
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
this year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
the king pull it right,
big bank take lil bank
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
this year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
rolling thru yo hood,
can ya hear me now ? goooddd . . . .!!!!

Bun B - Let 'Em Know (2010)

Lyrics:

[Bun B - Intro]
R.I.P. Guru
GangStarr 4 Life
Goddamn, Primo!
Long time comin, baby
History in the making
It's goin down, talk to 'em, Preem

{DJ Premier cuts and scratches}
"Say, this here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I ain't playin witchu!"

[Bun B - Verse 1ne]
Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track
The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit that?
And what can fuck wit this? I take shots and don't fuckin miss
First on your baby mama bucket list
You on some sucka shit, might as well suck a dick
'Cause you bein a bitch just for the fuck of it
And when I fuckin spit, niggaz get to tuckin shit
Tryna duck down wherever they can fuckin get
They better ask somebody
'fore I have Big Truck pass the shotty and blast somebody, bitch!
Mastered the flow, the gun and the hand game
Now I'm resurrectin a REAL nigga campaign
Fake ass niggaz, we snatch 'em out the damn rain
Take they damn chain, hit 'em with the damn thang
BANG! Now that's what happen when the trigger blow
Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin nigga know!

"Say, this here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Premo, it-it-it's, it's goin down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I ain't playin witchu!"
"Say, this here, Pimp C
We fuckin wit Primo, it-it's goin... down, baby"
"My mic is loud and my production is tight"
"We run shit!" "I ain't playin witchu!"

[Bun B - Verse 2wo]
Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track
The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit that?
And who can fuck wit me? You not built up
I'll break ya bitch-ass down and leave you filled up
See that's how blood get spilled up, 'cause you all grilled up
And got the hammer on you, but it's still tucked
'Cause you scared to pull it, even mo' scared to POP
You ain't a gangsta, you need to stop
I'm a type of nigga pull up at a evening spot
Squeeze and pop niggaz 'til they weave and drop, ock!
You the type that gotta call in the goons
I come one deep, strapped like an army platoon
When I get to +Gladiatin'+ on haters like Leonidas
Niggaz gonna have to admit that he the tightest
You talk a big game mayne, but mine's bigger bro
Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin nigga know!

[Chorus]

[Bun B - Verse 3hree]
Okay, Bun is on the mic, Premier's on the track
The South is in the house, now what can fuck wit that?
And who can fuck wit us? Better bring your mic game
Mike Jordon, Mike Tyson, Big Mike mayne
Big dough, big flow, big fight game
Take you out the zone, put you in the right frame
Take you out yor home, middle of the night mayne
Wrap you up tight, put yo' ass on the night train
That's right mayne, and it's the right time
In the right game to get rich like a white mayne
Tryna see how much paper that I might gain
While I still keep it trill in what I write, mayne
Yeah, so let's see who we could trouble most
by hittin these haters with a double dose
Toast! We got it locked like a figure-fo'
Aiyyo Premier, let a motherfuckin nigga know!

[Chorus]

BITCH! Yeaaah!
PA to PV, nigga
Bun Beeda, DJ Premier
Legends, in the, game
You don't know? Now you know, bitch!
Threw ya hoe-ass around, while real niggaz come down
Hah! Yeaaah!
Premo, I was waitin on that shit, nigga
I been waitin on this shit since DJ Premier was in Deep Concentration
Hahaha, my motherfuckin nigga
Love you, boy
Real rap shit, real nigga shit
We GONE!


Let Em Know [Explicit]

Mike Posner - Please Don't Go (2010)

Lyrics:

Just run away
From these lies
Back to yesterday
Safe tonight
I feel the sun creeping up like tik tok
I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not
We'll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked
Yeah you got me begging begging baby please don't go
If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here
I don't know
If you feel the way I do
If you leave I'm gonna find you
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't
Baby please don't
Baby please don't runaway
From my bed and start another day
Stay instead
I feel the sun creeping up like tik tok
I'm trying to keep you in my head but if not
We'll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked
Yeah you got me begging begging baby please don't go
(Mike Posner Please Don't Go lyrics found on http://tophiphopsongs4u.blogspot.com)
If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here
I don't know
If you feel the way I do
If you leave I'm gonna find you
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't
Baby please don't
I stay running from tomorrow
I stay running from tomorrow
Well I stay running from tomorrow
Said I stay running from tomorrow
Baby please don't go (please don't go)
If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here
I don't know
If you feel the way I do
If you leave I'm gonna find you (I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gonna find you)
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't go go go go (don't leave me, leave me)
Baby please don't go go go go
Baby please don't
Baby please don't
Runaway...........

Miguel Feat J. Cole - All I Want Is You (2010)

Lyrics:

Damn, Cold World
I never thought I see that day that you're my old girl
Now I'm stuck here hollering at old girl
Got one, Got two, three four girls
Shotgun in the drop made a right
Hut one, Hut two, told them niggas take a hike
Then it's on to the next, on, on to the next one
Hard to move on when you always regret one


I wonder sometimes
I wonder if I was wrong
Tryna' do right by you got me here
Now All I Am Is Alone

Cause her eyes
And those hips
And that (ass)
Don't compare, at all (no)
And at best, all they do is distract me
But now, deep down, when I face it


All I Want Is You
All I Want Is You (now)
All I Want Is You Now
Now That Your Gone, Gone, Gone


Cause being a friend, was killing me softly
Hear voices
Wondering where I went wrong
It was my fault, in the wrong time,
I wonder so often, regret gets exhausting

Cause her eyes
And those hips
And that (ass)
Don't compare, at all (no)
And at best, all they do is distract me
But now, deep down, when I face it


All I Want Is You (Mhhm)
All I Want Is You (now)
All I Want Is You Now (sugar)
Now That Your Gone, Gone, Gone
2x


Cause they don't smile
Or smell like you

No they don't make me laugh
Or even cook like you
And they don't photograph
Nah, they don't sex like you
Let's face it, I can't replace it
That's why all I want is you now...

(Miguel Feat J. Cole - All I Want Is You lyrics found on http://tophiphopsongs4u.blogspot.com/)
I hit the club when you left me thinking that could heal
Trying to celebrate my Independence Day Will Smith
Baby girl who I'm kidding
Still sick Real sh! t
All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
Could it be you everything these plain bitches couldn't be
Is it a sign from the Lord that I shouldn't be
Lost in the Player way sorta get old to me
Got me on layaway, Girl you gotta a hold on me

I say I'm wrong, You say come again
Damn said I was wrong look don't rub it in
I got a lot on my mind
Got a flock full of dimes
Like a line full of hoes,
Look how they coming in
Just saying
You don't wanna have me then somebody will
I'm playing
Weight on my chest like I body build
I'm praying
You ain't content with trying to do your thang
Hey come back baby boomerang


That's why
All I Want Is You Now (Mhhm)
All I Want Is You Now
All I Want Is You Now(Sugar)
Now that you're gone, gone, gone, gone
You know that you're gone (I want you back).......


DOWNLOAD/BUY

CALIFORNIA SWAG DISTRICT - Teach Me How To Dougie (2010)

Lyrics:

They be like smooth (what)
can you teach me how to dougie
you know why
cause all the bitches love me

All I need is a beat that's super bumpin
and for you you you to back it up and dunk it
put your arms out front lean side to side
they gone be on you when they see
you hit that dougie right
ain't nobody fuckin with my bro from morningside
he go by bubba and he hit that dance with thunder
I ain't from dallas but I d town boogie
I show my moves off now everybody tryna do me
I leave the function and all the ladies try to screw me
and you just do you and I'ma do me
niggas love to hate so they try to screw me
bitches be stuck to me I think they tryna glue me
I make the party shine brite when it start boomin
this beat is bubblegum so I had to chew it

Teach me how to dougie
teach me
teach me how to dougie
[x2]
All my bitches love me
all my
all my bitches love me
all my bitches love me
you my fuckin with my dougie
[x2]

The name is young
for them dudes who don't know me
I know I'm from the west but
I can teach you how to dougie
I step up in the club and
all the bitches bug me
all the niggas dancin
and none of them know me
I hear the spot screamin like
aye get it brodie
so I'm on my shoulders and
I take it real low
they like how he do that
he can dougie on the floor
and when that nigga stop
they like dougie some more
I'm like a nigga kinda tired
then I pass it to the bro m bone
show these cats how they do that
down south dance that
we learned a little too fast
and brought it to the hood
and got the whole crew askin

Teach me how to dougie
teach me
teach me how to dougie
[x2]
All my bitches love me
all my
all my bitches love me
all my bitches love me
you ain't fuckin with my dougie
[x2]

Back of the party I don't really like to boogie
I'm just tryna get bent and meet a thick red bone
she do her dougie and all them bitches hatin
but I'm bout to escape with a bitch and head home
she got her friends so its a two man
and I run a runner even if her legs long
she like you hubby but I think she love me
but I change the subject and I do my dougie
cause I don't give a fuck blow trees get money
me smooth effin in the bank with playboy bunnies
we gone make em do the dougie in the middle of the bed
and when I asked for some head the bitch looked at me funny
Bye bitch you can't tell me nothin
star make the beat I just took it out the oven
I just hit the dougie while everybody clubbin
and I hate skinny jeans cause the burner keep rubbin

Teach me how to dougie
teach me
teach me how to dougie
[x2]
All my bitches love me
all my
all my bitches love me
all my bitches love me
you ain't fuckin with my dougie



Teach Me How To Dougie [Explicit]

Sean Kingston - Letting Go (dutty Love) Lyrics (2010)

Lyrics:

Ay' yo Sean, you Mr. Kingston

Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love

Don't be scared girl, call on me
'cuz me I want you for my eyes I'm a lover, you see
And the way you are wind and the way you are born
Said no matter how much I feel rushed, I will not stop
But baby girl will you be mine
Go on, show your skin because you're one of a kind
And I'm alive, girl I must be in love
'Cuz the way you are grindin' off my car top

Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love

What if you would just come right out of these clothes
You can finally feel the wind when it blows
Don't be scared to be free to let go, show it off
Feel like letting go
Oh oh oh oh

I'm here and and you might not like
'Cuz you need Sean King in your life
King I'm a man and a man can't change
And if I come over there I'll lock up with them lips
Yo I feel like letting go
If you never know, baby now you know
'Cuz You're one of a kind, and you dress so fine
Like my diamond chain, you shine so bright, oh

Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love
I'm feeling like you letting go
Dutty Dutty Dutty love

(Sean Kingston Letting Go lyrics found on http://tophiphopsongs4u.blogspot.com)

What if you would just come right out of these clothes
You can finally feel the wind when it blows
Don't be scared to be free to let go, show it off
Feel like letting go
Oh oh oh oh

Ay' yo Sean, You Mr. Kingston
You say You have it, Louie it, and then some
Look how you go on in all your ice
You pretty and you nice
You done want Nicki as your wife
But you say I be up where you stay
I aint like them other bitches that be actin' loosely
Know you gettin' hype, I know u wanna get up in it
But I just want to think about it for another minute
I think I like your style ya'll
Why ya'll
Why don't we let go
Ay yo and I aint gotta tell 'em
And I aint gotta sell 'em
It's YSL teddy
I aint gotta spell it
And yes, I killa kill 'em
I guess I am the villain
I park on the curb, I'm the owner of the building
Ya deaf?
Boy me soon left
Come get this playboy bunny like hugh heph-neeeer
Rasta far I

Dutty dutty d-d-d-dutty

What if you would just come right out of these clothes
You can finally feel the wind when it blows
Don't be scared to be free to let go, show it off
Feel like letting go
Oh oh oh oh

Feel like letting go
Oh oh oh oh

Feel like letting go
Oh oh oh oh!!!!!

Ne-Yo – Champagne Life Lyrics (2010)

Lyrics:

Yes, it was a beautiful day
It's gone be a beautiful night
Break out the champagne
Everybody get a glass
Let's start it off sexy
What do you say?

Uh, and all the ladies say (Uh-huh)
Uh, and all the ladies say (Uh-huh)
Think I like that
Uh, and all the ladies say (Uh-huh)

Welcome to the champagne life
Where trouble is a bubble in a champagne glass
Dreams and reality are one and the same
And we gone do it like this (Oh)

Got an addiction for life and this living
Like everyday's my birthday, know what I'm getting
And reserved for time 'cause that's where I'm sitting
Me and my friends and found 6 Miss Independents (Independents)
And my attitude's so chill and so breezy (breezy)
My designer suit, I make this look easy (easy)
Sexy baby, don't you dare act like you don't see me
Baby, I know you see me

It's all about them fast car nights and them big boat days
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Wooh)
Let's toast it up (Wooh)

Said we play all night and we play all day
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Baby, let's toast it up (Whoo)
Oh, champagne life

Got penthouse property on cloud nine (Oh)
I got the sun jealous 'cause the way I shine (Oh)
And reserved for time 'cause that's how I do mine
Nice meal and a good wine, definition of a good time
I'm living out my dreams, watching them come true (come true)
Baby, I'm a boss, I don't know what they do (they do)
You've put down the ride, come on and I'll take you
I know you want me to take you

So if it's all about them fast car nights and them big boat days
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Everybody, let's toast it up (Whoo)

Said because we play all night and we play all day
Living this champagne life and everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Baby, let's toast it up (Whoo)
Champagne life

Uh, uh, hey, uh (Uh-huh)
We don't even clap the same when we living that champagne life
(Uh-huh) Sexier than a regular clap
Oh, it's a party, reserved for top notch
Let's bring it back

Oh, said it's all about them fast car nights and them big boat days
Living this champagne life, everything's okay
So let's toast it up (Whoo)
And everybody, let's toast it up (Whoo)

Said 'cause we play all night and we play all day
Living the champagne life, everything's okay
Let's toast it up (Whoo)
Baby, let's toast it up (Whoo)
Champagne life.............


DOWNLOAD/BUY

Rick Ross feat.Styles P – B.M.F. (Blowin Money Fast) Lyrics (2010)

Lyrics:

I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
whipping work, halleluiah,
one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
whipping work, hallelujah,
one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.

My Rolls Royce triple black
I'm iche hoe,
Balling in the club, bottles like I'm miche hoe
Ros� that's my nickname
Cocaine running in my big vain
Self made you just affiliate
I build the ground up, you bought it renovated
Talking plenty capers nothings been authenticated
Funny you claiming the same bitch that I'm penetrating
Hold the bottles up where my comrades
Where the fucking felons, where my dawns at
I got that entrebunker and it's so white III
jussssst might charge you double.

I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
getting work, halleluiah,
one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
getting work, hallelujah,
one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.

These mother fuckers mad that I'm icey,
Stunt so hard make them come and night me
I think I'm big meech look at my time peace
It anodomere hundred wrecks at least
Look at yourself now look at me
You cant see a nigga I'm what you you use to be
Look at it this way you niggaz side ways
Always getting money my nigaaz time pace
So fuck a nigga I'm self made
You a sucka nigga I'm self paid
This for my broke niggas
This for my rich niggas
Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga

I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
whipping work, hallelujah,
one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
whipping work, hallelujah,
one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.....

DOWNLOAD/BUY

Professor Green feat. Lily Allen - Just Be Good To Green (2010)

Lyrics:

Lily Allen:
Friends, tell me I am crazy
That I'm wasting time with you, you'll never be mine

Professor Green:
Just be good to me, -just be good to me
Just be good to green, all I need is a woman to be good to me
I'm an easy man, I'm easily pleased,
And you provide me with everything that I need,
Look, you know I make ends off crime,
So hold on to yours, we're spending mine
Though you try, I'll never let you by
But if I was broke, would you still be spending time? Yes
And I believe you would,
Would, don't think P's too fucked to treat you good
Walk street with, yes; talk deep with, yes
Even slip and spend all week with, and I'm off
You wish I'd put an end to the torment,
Stop, but one thing it's not ever is boring
What would you rather me be like,
I ain't ever gonna change, are you ever going to realise?

Lily Allen:
People always talk about reputation
-Look, people are always gonna talk, babes
(I ain't even gonna lie, shit, it ain't like you to know what mine is)
I don't care what you do to them, just be good to me
I'll try, I'll try, I'll try

Professor Green:
Look, babes, you know who I am,
But as crooked as I am, I'll be as good as I can
I can try and try,
But we'll settle that my angel face is disguise for the devil inside
You're good to me, I ain't good to girls, me, I'm a bad boy
Something every good girl needs, heh
Honesty can avoid all your tantrums,
But I'm a naughty boy and I always have been
What, and I ain't changing anytime soon,
I can't have you with me whenever I move
Whatever I do, I come back to you,
See, the good attracts me and the crook attracts you -Whatever
What, we all got our ways, remember us talking, of course it was game
But it's all gonna change,
Now she got me cutting off links like I'm trying to shorten my chain

Lily Allen:
People always talk about reputation
-Look, people are always going to talk, babes
(I ain't even gonna lie, shit, it ain't like you to know what mine is)
I don't care what you do to them, just be good to me
I'll try, I'll try, I'll try

Friends are always telling me you're a user
-Not me, not ever
Ain't no other man going to treat you better
I don't care what you do to them, just be good to me
I'll try, I'll try, I'll try

I'll be good to you, you'll be good to me
We can be together, be together (just be good to me)
I'll be good to you, you'll be good to me
We can be together, be together (just be good to me)
(Why you always gotta listen to your friend,
why you always listenin' to them,
Why you always gotta listen to your friend)
I don't care what you do to them, just be good to me....


DOWNLOAD/BUY

Skepta - Rescue Me (2010)

Lyrics:

Well i been breaking it down for you baby,
Been running around, i cant see no love for me,
Somebody rescue me
Im the king of the town Mr crazy,
creating the sound, there's still no love for me,
somebody rescue me,
Just rescue me,
Rescue me,
Rescue me
They call me SKEPTA,
Before i start i just wanna say,
Boy Better Know all day,
I got bumble bee's tryin to figure out how i got this fuzz,
All i want is a kiss and a hug but somebody told specsavers i still cant see no love,
Days, month, years, blood, sweat, fears,
I walk the street of london facing my tears,
And everydays like truth or dare,
So spin that bottle,
Cus if it lands on me, imma stay true to my word,
I dont want anymore respect than i want
Well i been breaking it down for you baby,
Been running around i cant see no love for me,
somebody rescue me
Somebody rescue me,
Just rescue me
Rescue me
Rescue me
Just, no ceiling, no doors, i walk all over the beat,
No floors i tell a hater i love you loads,
Tell a supporter how i love you more,
And they say ive changed, I say im making a change,
I left the road making a brand new lane,
Still i get no thank you, no round of applause,
So i keep on driving, im upset but i keep on smiling,
And when i get knocked down i get back on my two feet and i keep on fighting,
I sacrifice still privacy so i can live my dream what a irony,
Cus now my reality is far from the place i would like to be,
Well i been breaking it down for you baby,
Been running around i cant see no love for me
somebody rescue me
Im the king of the town Mr crazy
creating the sound
theres still no love for me
somebody rescue me
Just rescue me
Im the king of the town Mr crazy
creating the sound, theres still no love for me,
theres still no love for me
somebody rescue me
Just rescue me...


DOWNLOAD/BUY