Lil Wop – Hugh Hefner

[Intro]
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Wop
Yeah, aye
Wop
Ugh, lil whores
Aye

[Hook]
Aye, I just fucked that bitch, just for one lil sec’
I was off a molly, she was off of X (aye)
My car gon’ go fast, sound like a T-Rex
My bitch, she a dog, Lil Wop, I’m a vet (lil whore, aye)
When it’s time to get the guap, I tell that lil bitch “fetch” (it’s Wop)
Bitch, I’m a playboy, no, I’m not Hugh Hef (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, aye)
Bitch, I’m just myself, keep my 30 like I’m Steph
My bitch bad as hell and she all natural, need no help (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, aye)

[Verse]
Honestly, don’t need no ho, I do [?] myself
My closet like a mall, I swear I need another shelf (it’s Wop, aye)
Smoke too much, a lot of lungs collapsed, I need some help
Sippin’ all this Wockhardt got me talkin’ to myself (lil whore, aye)
I just [?], rockin’ Gucci, double G
I rock snakes and bumblebees, I’m a ape, I swing on trees (it’s Wop)
I’m up in my car, I hit one button, got no key
I need me a bad bitch bitch just like the young Alicia Keys (aye)
Diamonds froze up like a freezer, [?] bustin’ like Vegeta
I pour fours up in my liter, I teach your bitch, I’m a teacher (aye)
Lil Wop, I’m the reaper, I fuck your bitch, then I leave her
I stay up all night, no sleepin’, I find that ho, I’ma eat her (it’s Wop, aye)

[Hook]
Aye, I just fucked that bitch, just for one lil sec’
I was off a molly, she was off of X (aye)
My car gon’ go fast, sound like a T-Rex
My bitch, she a dog, Lil Wop, I’m a vet (lil whore, aye)
When it’s time to get the guap, I tell that lil bitch “fetch” (it’s Wop)
Bitch, I’m a playboy, no, I’m not Hugh Hef (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, aye)
Bitch, I’m just myself, keep my 30 like I’m Steph
My bitch bad as hell and she all natural, need no help (it’s Wop, it’s Wop)

[Outro]
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney

One Week Notice – Get It N Go

[Chorus: Reezy]
Hey, I pull up and get it n go
And all of my hitters will go and all of my bitches will go
The minute I hit I go, I pull up and get it n go
I hit a lick and I go, all of my bitches’ll go
The minute I get it ill go, I pull up and get it n go
Pull up and get it n go, pull up and get it n go
I pull up and get it n go, I pull up and get it n go

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Pull up I get it go to get my money movin’ slow
Had to cut em off, some niggas had to go
I went back and dough, a nigga had to grow
Before the status quo, I’m not your average Joe
Dranked up, dripped out, stack doughs, fuck hoes
Bitch bounce, hoes give me discount
Gucci down, pimped out, work hard, get clout

[Verse 2: Price]:
16 got kicked out, flippin’ dimes and nicks now
I remember when they shot up Anthony at Nick house, whole family tripped out
It’s like Drake and Alicia Keys whenever Price pull his wrist out, fireworks trip down
She fucked the worth at the work and I tell her to strip down, call her Lyft now
Killing 2 hoes who get too close, please don’t be callin’ me bro
I’m movin’ legit gettin’ dough, no you not hittin’ my smoke
I just get lifted after shows, don’t gotta hit licks no more
But won’t let you take nothin’ from me, don’t let your ass owe me some money

[Chorus: Reezy]
Hey, I pull up and get it n go
And all of my hitters will go and all of my bitches will go
The minute I hit I go, I pull up and get it n go
I hit a lick and I go, all of my bitches’ll go
The minute I get it ill go, I pull up and get it n go
Pull up and get it n go, pull up and get it n go
I pull up and get it n go, I pull up and get it n go

[Verse 3: Demrick]
Matte black range rover tinted out, racks hidden in the house
Bad bitch, turn her round, bend her down, baby yeah work it out
Young wild and reckless, diamond Henny bottle necklace
No lames in my section, smoke or not ain’t a question, yeah

[Verse 4: Dizzy Wright]
Switch back, hit this, I told lil mama stop flexin’
Chit chat, fuck that, I told her bring that ass in my direction
I gotta get my point across, is you with it or you not?
Wordsmith, twist up, I pull up and get it n go, I gotta get it now
What it mean I’m boutta be the boss
Be about your business, never let them play you out
Hit the city, hit the stage, shirt tucked in, black Bruce Lee style
And I’m blowin’ clouds, tellin’ Price like, they don’t know the tribulations and trials
They don’t know the situation, they don’t know what we go thru when ain’t nobody else ’round

[Chorus: Reezy]
Hey, I pull up and get it n go
And all of my hitters will go and all of my bitches will go
The minute I hit I go, I pull up and get it n go
I hit a lick and I go, all of my bitches’ll go
The minute I get it ill go, I pull up and get it n go
Pull up and get it n go, pull up and get it n go
I pull up and get it n go, I pull up and get it n go

[Verse 6: Emilio Rojas]
I’m sittin’ in the middle of the city with the cash
I’ma hit a hundred fifty on the dash
All the women that are with me and they bad
When I get ’em in the pad then I hit it they gonna splash
I did it to be livin’ in a tenement so when we get the money we just set it in the stash
Yeah, we get it and we never gonna be settlin’ for less
If you meddle, then you know we gonna clash
Shorty worried about a fat transfer, I’m just worried about a bank transfer
No ID call my phone but that’s the type of call that I can’t answer
Runnin’ ’round I’m in uptown, I’m with a bunch of kings that speak bad Spanish
Comin’ around to my block and you got no pass, nigga taxed after like

[Chorus: Reezy]
Hey, I pull up and get it n go
And all of my hitters will go and all of my bitches will go
The minute I hit I go, I pull up and get it n go
I hit a lick and I go, all of my bitches’ll go
The minute I get it ill go, I pull up and get it n go
Pull up and get it n go, pull up and get it n go
I pull up and get it n go, I pull up and get it n go

Kendrick Lamar & Drake Gets 2018 BRIT Awards Nominations

Kendrick Lamar, Drake, Alicia Keys, Childish Gambino are among the nominees for the 2018 BRIT Awards.

The list of nominees for this year’s BRIT Awards is out now and you will find big name rap and R&B artists like Drizzy, K-Dot, and Keys among the nominees. Childish Gambino, DJ Khaled, Drake, Kendrick Lamar are nominated in the International Male Solo Artist category. Dua Lipa and J Hus are both among the nominees for British breakthrough act, while Gorillaz, London Grammar, Royal Blood, Wolf Alice, and The XX are nominated in the British Group category.

In the International female solo artist category, you will find Alicia Keys, Björk, Lorde, Pink, and Taylor Swift who is the hot favorite. Drake took home the award last year for Best International male solo artist. Ed Sheeran, Liam Gallagher, Loyle Carner, Rag’n’Bone Man, and Stormzy are nominated this year for Best British male solo artist.

The 2018 BRIT Awards Nominees:

British male solo artist

Ed Sheeran
Liam Gallagher
Loyle Carner
Rag’n’Bone Man
Stormzy

British female solo artist

Dua Lipa
Jessie Ware
Kate Tempest
Laura Marling
Paloma Faith

British group

Gorillaz
London Grammar
Royal Blood
Wolf Alice
The xx

British breakthrough act

Dave
Dua Lipa
J Hus
Loyle Carner
Sampha

British single

Calvin Harris – Feels (feat Pharrell Williams, Katy Perry & Big Sean)
Clean Bandit – Symphony (feat Zara Larsson)
Dua Lipa – New Rules
Ed Sheeran – Shape of You
J Hus – Did U See
Jax Jones – U Don’t Know Me (feat Raye)
Jonas Blue – Mama (feat William Singe)
Liam Payne – Strip That Down (feat Quavo)
Little Mix – Touch
Rag’n’Bone Man – Human

British album

Dua Lipa – Dua Lipa
Ed Sheeran – ÷
J Hus – Common Sense
Rag’n’Bone Man – Human
Stormzy – Gangs Signs & Prayer

British artist video

Anne-Marie – Ciao Adios
Calvin Harris – Feels (feat Pharrell Williams, Katy Perry & Big Sean)
Clean Bandit – Symphony (feat Zara Larsson)
Dua Lipa – New Rules
Ed Sheeran – Shape of You
Harry Styles – Sign of the Times
Jonas Blue – Mama (feat William Singe)
Liam Payne – Strip That Down (feat Quavo)
Little Mix – Touch
Zayn & Taylor Swift – I Don’t Want to Live Forever

International male solo artist

Beck
Childish Gambino
DJ Khaled
Drake
Kendrick Lamar

International female solo artist

Alicia Keys
Björk
Lorde
Pink
Taylor Swift

International group

Arcade Fire
Foo Fighters
Haim
The Killers
LCD Soundsystem

Here the full nomination list.

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Alicia Keys – 28 Thousand Days Lyrics

ALICIA KEYS
28 Thousand Days Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Blood in my eye, hand on my heart
Feet on the ground, head to the sky
Cause trouble ain’t no friend of mine
Ain’t no giving it up, no more wasting time

[Chorus 1]
If you had 28 thousand days
Who would you love? Where would you go?
What would you celebrate?
I’m telling you that life’s too short to just throw it away
So have the time of your life, so have the time of your life
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey

[Verse 2]
Back from hell with my angel wings
Ain’t no fear in my voice
Cause I’m making a choice
The devil ain’t no friend of me
And that clock on the wall is telling me
(That there’s just…)

[Chorus 2]
There’s only 28 thousand days
Who would you love? Where would you go?
What would you celebrate?
I’m telling you that life’s too short to just throw it away
So have the time of your life, so have the time of your life
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey

[Chorus 2]
There’s only 28 thousand days
Who would you love? Where would you go?
What would you celebrate?
I’m telling you that life’s too short to just throw it away
So have the time of your life, so have the time of your life
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey
Hey, ey, ey

Wheezy – 200,000 (feat. Quavo, Lil Uzi Vert & Shad Da God)

[Intro: Quavo]
Yuhhh ayy, yuh, yuh
Ayy, yuh yuh

[Hook: Quavo]
I got more Keys than Alicia (keys)
These niggas be talkin’ policin’ (12)
I took your ho, then released her (ho)
I used to trap out a Regal (uh)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist (hundred)
I thought it all was a fantasy (ayy)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
Lord I hope it don’t vanish (god)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
I told my mama don’t panic (mama)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist (two hundred)
I bought her heat with a dragon
Two hundred thousand on my wrist (two hundred)
Who thought I’d be livin’ life like this?
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
You probably thought I couldn’t buy this shit

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Wrist drownin’ in the water
Trappin’ early Tom Joyner
Beat the pot, George Foreman (beat it up)
J’s go nuts, acornin’
Look at me now, I’m soarin’
Look at the lean I’m pourin’
Come get your ho, she annoyin’
We toss her up like a coin
24 hours, geekin’ on a tower
Shootin’ at you cowards
‘Cause my wrist two hundred thousand
If a nigga try to take it
I swear to god he ain’t gon’ make it
Back to the bando, the basics
Seein’ green numbers, the Matrix
Look at that boy with the ice on
Catching plays Jerry Rice on me
I know niggas that’ll get you nigga
If a nigga put the right price on it
Remember the days on the northside
Hit for a rack on the dice homie
Now I take the mic and stand on the stage
I p-p-p-pipe on it
And if you lookin’ at me wrong
I got some niggas that’s right on ’em
All these flawless stones
I bet your hoe gon’ bite on ’em
Smokin’ this gas get rid of the pain
You might think I got Glaucoma
Niggas might think I’m servin’ the J’s
‘Cause I’m walkin’ with these rocks on me

[Hook: Quavo]
I got more Keys than Alicia (keys)
These niggas be talkin’ policin’ (12)
I took your ho, then released her (ho)
I used to trap out a Regal (uh)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist (hundred)
I thought it all was a fantasy (ayy)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
Lord I hope it don’t vanish (god)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
I told my mama don’t panic (mama)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
I bought her heat with a dragon
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
Who thought I’d be livin’ life like this?
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
You probably thought I couldn’t buy this shit

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
White diamonds on my neck
White diamonds on my fist
I just got a white bitch
And she whippin’ up the brick
In the trap my car, yeah it got that motor
I do not want that lil bitch
If that bitch is really not on mind, deep throat
Ayy, told that bitch eat out my oldest
She stick that dick en la boc’
I just be pitchin’ her Raf like I’m floatin
Mixin’ the lean with cream soda (yeah)
Young nigga but my money gettin’ older, ayy
Look at these bitches, they tellin’ on me
Run my lil’ bitch, she like "So what?"
Look at my money, that’s L-O-V-E
Smokin’ that gas like a stoner
Nowadays fuckin’ my bitches in threes
Ayy, mirror, I’m watchin’ TV
Ayy, nowadays I’m on TV
Ayy, Migo and Thugger baby yeah
Yeah, I just be countin’ these G’s
Yeah, I feel like I am so beast
I got them Alicia Keys
I got them Alicia Keys
I got them Alicia Keys
I got them Alicia Keys

[Hook: Quavo]
I got more Keys than Alicia (keys)
These niggas be talkin’ policin’ (12)
I took your ho, then released her (ho)
I used to trap out a Regal (uh)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist (hundred)
I thought it all was a fantasy (ayy)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
Lord I hope it don’t vanish (god)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
I told my mama don’t panic (mama)
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
I bought her heat with a dragon
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
Who thought I’d be livin’ life like this?
Two hundred thousand on my wrist
You probably thought I couldn’t buy this shit

[Verse 3: Shad Da God]
Hundred thousand on my wrist
Bustin’ at you, lil bitch
I just poured a lil Drizzy Drake
I just poured a lil six (that mud)
I be lettin’ a bag go for Blake
32 and that 6 (Blake Griffin)
They be feelin’ like Rico
Why you ain’t called me on that?
I serve you out the backdoor
Nigga I serve you out the window
(I serve you out the window)
I serve you out the front door
Nigga I serve you out the car door
Laid back like OGG
200,000 on auto
Carbon 15 with the button on
Make me put it on auto (spray it)
Free the GOAT, that’s Roscoe
We gon’ still be at the top though
‘Member we was on the block though
Hundred rounds and a Glock though
Came a long way from the zips of the mid, it was perfect
Stayed down all my motherfuckin’ life, it was worth it

Kanye West – Diamonds from Sierra Leone, Ratatat remix

[Kanye West]

Diamonds are forever
They won’t leave in the night
I’ve no fear that they might
Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?……
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Vegas on acid
Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses
And I’ve realized that I’ve arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does
He write his own rhymes, so sort of
I think ’em
That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talkin’ bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember I couldn’t afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder
So its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
– its for yourself that’s important
If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan
Excuse me
That’s just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I’m supposed to stop I can’t because

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?……

[Kanye West]

I was sick about awards
Couldn’t nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there’s no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
The international assholes nah
Who complains about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn’t change by the change, or the game, or the fame
When he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I need is y’all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye – But some of my plastic – they still say Kane
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi – them folks ain’t from Motown
Life movin’ too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain’t give me no ass, ya need to go down
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
My father Ben said I need Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can call you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw ’em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit sound like the best of
A&R’s lookin’ like “pssh we messed up”
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
Bottle after bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where really though, yea he next up
People askin’ me if I’m gon’ give my chain back
That’ll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog “Yo, where Dame at?”
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
“What’s up with you and Jay, man, are y’all ok man?”
They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands…

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?…

Kanye West – Diamonds from Sierra Leone, Ratatat remix Lyrics

[Kanye West]

Diamonds are forever
They won’t leave in the night
I’ve no fear that they might
Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?……
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
Vegas on acid
Seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses
And I’ve realized that I’ve arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does
He write his own rhymes, so sort of
I think ’em
That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talkin’ bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember I couldn’t afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder
So its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
– its for yourself that’s important
If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan
Excuse me
That’s just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I’m supposed to stop I can’t because

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?……

[Kanye West]

I was sick about awards
Couldn’t nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there’s no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
The international assholes nah
Who complains about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn’t change by the change, or the game, or the fame
When he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I need is y’all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye – But some of my plastic – they still say Kane
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi – them folks ain’t from Motown
Life movin’ too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain’t give me no ass, ya need to go down
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
My father Ben said I need Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can call you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and throw ’em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where young Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit sound like the best of
A&R’s lookin’ like “pssh we messed up”
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
Bottle after bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where really though, yea he next up
People askin’ me if I’m gon’ give my chain back
That’ll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog “Yo, where Dame at?”
This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
“What’s up with you and Jay, man, are y’all ok man?”
They pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands…

Diamonds are forever (forever, forever)
Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever)
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?…