Tracks Similar To Fast Life
Night Out
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Bedroom, Celebration, Chill, City, Date, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Going Out, Hot Tub, Late Night, Limo, Love, Romantic, Slick, Smooth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
72
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Night Out
CHORUS:
Just a night out on the city
A couple people with me
Took some shots back at the crib
So I'm already tipsy
Just broke up with my misses say she already miss me
I know you gon hate so you can already diss me
Yeah we got em
Yeah you know we got em
Couple bottles couple girls
Listen we don't want no problems tonight
Oh really really oh really
I'm just such a fresh prince
No philly ole willy
You don't know me but you know me
You know just how I do
Ain't bout that bread ain't bout cheese ain't bout that dough
A nigga gotta vamonos
I got my own
Hatin' a** niggas wanna trip
Got they feet out like sandals
Never worried about it
Scared I doubt it
Hottest in the streets
They word of mouth it
Im everywhere you're never there
Always wanted the truth I never dared
These niggas sick but I ain't never cared
To the doctors to the lawyers
To the strippers to the hustlers
Gotta new name for my haters
Dave cause y'all some busters
Yeah we on it
Yeah you know we on it
We been renting for a minute
But its time for us to own it
So its now or never
Yell it one two three
I just want this s*** forever
Slappin 5s when i'm stepping out the 6
Every since I touched the sky niggas all up in my mix
Broke gold digging women hollin trying to get a fix
Undiscovered with they cut without a nic make me sick so I sip
It helps me in the strangest way Rosay Rosay just take the pain away
Taking pictures with every fan I can gain today
Cause in a blink of an eye it can fade away
More Life
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bedroom, Chill, City, Confession, Date, Emotional, Going Out, Heartfelt, Hot Tub, Intimate, Late Night, Life, Limo, Love, Partner, Perfection, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Slick, Smooth, Together, Warm
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
72
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
More Life
Running for your love baby tell me when this race will end
I'm competing for your heart but your guard won't let me in
Tell me run faster baby I just need my second wind
Could you give me more life, you give me more life
For your love, I go above past the stars
I'm lost in you nobody else, no regards
When you gone and I'm alone breathings hard
Cuz you give me more life, you give me more life, I'm just saying
CHORUS:
(Driving me wild, Driving me wild)
Cuz you give me more life
Never let nobody come and tear down what we worked for
Pain to my body if you leave it probably hurt more
Gasping for your love baby your the one I search for
Cuz you give me more life, you give me more life
or your love, I go above past the stars
I'm lost in you nobody else, no regards
When you gone and I'm alone, breathing's hard
Cuz you give me more life, you give me more life, I'm just saying
CHORUS
I'm drowning deep in you, tell them don't save me keep your troops yea yeah
I don't see myself with no one else
Stranded on your island ain't no getting off
I don't need no SOS or help, tell the rescue team I'm not coming home
Open It For Me
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Auto Tune, Bedroom, Chill, City, Confession, Date, Dedication, Flirtatious, Genuine, Late Night, Love, Opening, Romantic, Slick, Smooth, Sweet
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Harpsichord, Synths
BPM:
82
Key:
F
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Open It For Me
You got a personal vendetta
Against love cause you gave your all
you feel like you lost the war
I am the one to make it better
You tell me to do some more
But when I'm knocking you close your door
Pre Hook
You tell me it's hard to press restart
Because you got a band aid from the damage on your heart
(Repeat Pre Hook)
Hook
Open it for Me....Repeat 4x
Can you oh oh open your heart
Verse 2
We can take it as slow as you want
Girls I'm her for you no matter how long
Let the past be the past and be will to move on
Try again to put your heart on the line
Give me yours and baby I'll give you mines as my sacrifice, I'll guard it with my life
Pre Hook
Hook
Kryptonite
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Attraction, Bedroom, Confession, Crush, Date, Desire, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Hot Tub, Interest, Late Night, Love, Lust, Romantic, Seduction, Sexual, Slow Dance, Weakness
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
72
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Kryptonite
CHORUS:
Baby you should know this more than a crush
No I'm not in love but this is nothing like some lust
It's not the usual I'm a superman
Ever since I found you lose my powers when I'm around you
Baby you're my Lois Lane
But around you I can't sustain
Cause you my Kryptonite
Kryptonite (3x)
Never wanted a girl so bad
Till I saw you and I met you
I hate going to the club baby how could I forget you
Sitting with your friends I know that s*** upset you
Niggas grabbing your arm tryna holler
They being disrespectful I already know
You got it bad
Fashionista I can tell by your bag
I can tell by your dress
Tell by your demeanor
Its angels walking this earth I think I finally seen one
This ain't no game girl
I want yo number and your name girl
Probably we can do some thangs
Thangs (4X) girl
Brief intermission
Back up to the mission
You say you don't get out much
But your sister babysitting
Oh you got a kid
Girl you must be kidding
With a killer frame like that
I think I need a f***ing witness
F***ing witness (3x)
CHORUS
I knew it
You got everybody lookin' every time you do it
You got all these men that want you
They just fly you where you want to
Every b**** can't get my last name
You can get it if you want to damn
I'm playin'
Lately I'm just saying
You lookin' like Ms. America I know you got a man
Maybe if you don't you can put me in your plans
Maybe after that you can put me in your pants
I get so weak
I can hardly speak
Your love is so sweet
Its conquers and takes over me
Over me (4x)
CHORUS
Solo
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Alone, Bedroom, City, Complex, Confession, Confusion, Dark, Druggy, Emotional, Fear, High, Hot Tub, Inner Conflict, Intimate, Late Night, Life, Limo, Lost, Love, Reflective, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Smooth, Soulful, Together, Truth, Turmoil, Unsure, Warm
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
115
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Solo
I'ma have to get up in my bag, show em how I do this
Cuz once I get started with writing my lines
You know I'm the truest, I'm a soldier
And words are my weapons they fill with intention and blow,
Just let it flow, just watch me go / ain't nobody better and you know that
All things are not the same / there's players in this game
But they cannot be seen / can you hear me?
Who's gonna take the call, when Rome begins to fall
Who will stand up for us all
Do they fear me?
Solo - sometimes I think I'm flying solo
I hear the voices but they're so low
Cuz on this journey I'm on solo, solo, solo
Ooh, I think that you got me confused, with someone who plays by the rules
But I'm on a mission my level's been shifting but feels I'm getting abused
Why's it have to feel so lonely?
On the path to one and only
HOOK:
I'ma let the cat up out the bag, then watch em all run
Cuz once they get started with spouting they lies, the war for your mind has begun
They are soldiers / and words are their weapons they fill with intention and blow
But it's all a show, just let it go / ain't nobody better and they know that
All things are not the same / there's fakers in this game
And they should not be seen / can you hear me?
Who's gonna take the call, when Rome begins to fall
Who will stand up for us all
Do they fear me?
BRIDGE:
If I can find myself, when I'm by myself
Then I'll stand in my truth even battered and bruised
I'll find strength when I'm standing alone
Baby
Artist(s): V.A The M.A.N
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Writer(s):
Michael Alonzo Normant (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Male Vocal, Rap, Urban
Keywords:
Admiration, Bedroom, Boy Meets Girl, Chill, City, Confession, Date, Dedication, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Laid Back, Late Night, Love, Raunchy, Relationships, Romantic, Sexual Overtones, Slick, Smooth, Soulmates, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electronic Percussion, Female Vocal Sample, Piano, Synth Horns, Synth Strings
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
94
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Baby
BABY (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
OK this for the grown and sexy right here (yeah, I like that)
If you got somebody that you love that's real special let 'em know, fellas let 'em know
VERSE 1
My eyes big but you the one i really need in my life
In the man but could be a king if I made you my wife
Cuz you the queen-the baddest thing a nigga ever seen
Look at you looking like you stepped out a magazine
Bad enough for bragging right
Introduce you to the team but let em know that this
Ain't just a little fling I'm tryna sync the the genes
I'm tryna make ya scream moan and cream leave ya lone til you seem to be in need then creep up and give D eat and beat it up til you sleep you a lady when in them streets but animal in them sheets and I love it
Tryna bring the beasts out the beauty in public cuz
I ain't ashamed to show the world that you the one I fuck wit
(where would I be without my baby)
Prolly out there with a duck on some fuck shit (whoa)
When I see you girl I see my wife
I build you up and hold you down for life (aite)
CHORUS
Like life stepped out a magazine
You the baddest thing I ever seen
I can make you queen but you gotta make me king
Where would I be without my baybaye
My lover my friend my laaddiieaaye
Done everything besides make you my wife
And the things I got planned for the tonight baybaye
I build you up and hold you down for life
Without you it ain't us it ain't us it ain't right (BABY)
VERSE 2
You so bad girl do that that i wear your ass out baby like you do that bag (oww)
You drive my ass crazy like you do that jag
And you blow a niggaugh a down like I do that staaasshh (ah)
I make you laugh go make sum cash
And when I get back make you wetter than a bath
Forgive for those times I Called you bitch cuz baby you my better half
I queen you you king me we'll make it last
You got mad game and class
But damn girl you nasty
You let me drive that thang like it ain't no traffic
Smokin missing the ashtray
Hittin ya where ya last can't I di di di didi di di dig all in it the fast way
Then slow it down naturally the stroke got soul and passion
Put your ass to sleep like I'm lecturing over jazz
I love things about you that you prolly never have
You a queen you kill the whole scene (baby)
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Ima already king but I thought it sound better
If I told that I need you when i wrote this love letter
What I'm tyna say is fuck it girl it's now or never
I just wanna make you feel the ways you can't make self
I just really wanna love ya life girl and that's forever
I wanna see ya tonight but also wanna see ya better
So Ima always support you an point right you to the cheddar
You admire and inspire me you I told you you special baby
CHORUS
Mr. Get Back
Artist(s): CaiNo (feat. Trappaz)
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Boss, Car, Cash, City, Club, Desire, Dirty South, Druggy, Drugs, Explicit Lyrics, Hustle, Hypnotic, Limo, Money, Party, Rich, Southern, Streets, Stripper Pole, Thug, Tough, Trial, Trippy, VIP, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Synths
BPM:
75
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Mr. Get Back
CHORUS:
Still talkin money that's that doe ish
Flyest go-getter and you know it
Eat with all my homies that I roll wit
This is 8ball music to a whole brick
Mr get back homie on the get back x3
If it's all about a check then let me get that
Feelin like a boss feelin feelin like a boss x4
Countin the money and stackin them bands
Chef in the kitchen I'm cookin the yams
Finessin them jugs and trappin them grams
I get to the money you don't understand
Time to get littie and run thru the city
Got hundreds and fiftys
Got drums on the 50
Got shooters that's with me you dig me you dig me
You wanna get busy then come n get with me
Bossed up on flex, need a AP or rolex
I'm like KD wit 2 techs
When I shoot boy your shit wet
Diamonds dancing they wet
I'm on comma digits and checks
I'm a go getter for that bankroll
That money here on deck
I'm just tryna get it whip it flip it pitch it make it go
Trappaz on me clip em rip em spit em what you take me for, nah
Never been no _itch
Never been no suckaz
Man I keep me a clip, cuz I don't trust mutha uggaz
Trapped up on go, four pound four oh
I give that green light on your homeboys
That there mean go
We go hard since day one
Me and all my day ones
That NWA ish, we spray ish wit them k guns
Certified this G ish, white work keep weed lit
People bleed like I do, better them bleed than me _itch
We catch wreck and we wreck homies
Shooters wit me on deck homie
Throw bullets see you picked off
Round here we intercept homies
CHORUS
Squeezin round the city, flexin like I'm Nino
Dealin wit them pookies and money like casinos
Getting G money, breakin down them kilos
Course if you a boss then you make your whole team known
I got the sauce now wipe me off
FA on em, I am the boss
Play wit them sticks just not lacrosse
30 shot clips that'll knock you off
Know you heard nigga got the word
I got white n**** I got birds
I got pounds n**** I got herb
Bitches gimme brain n**** I got nerves
I got the urge just to up and splurge
Throw on my ice n**** rock my firs
Everything Gucci and the wrist on burn
Money in my pocket getting rich off her
I'ma go HAM nigga I'ma go HAM
I'ma go Ferrari I'ma go Lam
I'ma go white n**** I'ma go tan
Trap full of white like the Ku Klux Klan
CHORUS
Let You Go
Artist(s): Ricks Art
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Writer(s):
Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 34% / Daniel William Gong (ASCAP) 33% / Derrick Roland II Arthur (BMI) 33%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 67%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative R&B, Electro Pop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Bedroom, Chill, Dreamy, Emotional, Explicit Lyrics, Floating, Hazy, Heartfelt, Hypnotic, Intimate, Laid Back, Late Night, Love, Lush, Moment, Nocturnal, Relationships, Romance, Rooftop, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Vibey
Instruments:
Electronic Drums, Pads, Piano, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
68
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let You Go
LET YOU GO (CLEAN)
CHORUS
I don't wanna see you go
I don't wanna lose you, no
I don't wanna see you go, oh oh
VERSE 1
So what's the situation cause you've changed
You seem a little different you been acting strange
All I wanna do is maintain
And if a n*gga lose you then I might just go insane
Remember the times seeing the views, it's me and you
But it was on cruise see it through I was like go
Now on my mind missing your body missing your grind
Cruising on the road and I'm out here all alone
CHORUS
VERSE 2
It's you on my mind, you you on my mind
I'm not wasting time when I'm round with that nine
Need you by my side
And I'ma switch it up so I can take you on a ride
I can't keep my eyes off you
I can't keep my mind off you
I can't keep my hands off you
F*ck them other dudes can't do it like I do
Cuz you the only one I see you know my neck and wrist is icy
He can't do your body like me
Ain't another like me
CHORUS
OUTRO
I, I, I don't wanna
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LET YOU GO (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS
I don't wanna see you go
I don't wanna lose you, no
I don't wanna see you go, oh oh
VERSE 1
So what's the situation cause you've changed
You seem a little different you been acting strange
All I wanna do is maintain
And if a nigga lose you then I might just go insane
Remember the times seeing the views, it's me and you
But it was on cruise see it through I was like go
Now on my mind missing your body missing your grind
Cruising on the road and I'm out here all alone
CHORUS
VERSE 2
It's you on my mind, you you on my mind
I'm not wasting time when I'm round with that nine
Need you by my side
And I'ma switch it up so I can take you on a ride
I can't keep my eyes off you
I can't keep my mind off you
I can't keep my hands off you
Fuck them other dudes can't do it like I do
Cuz you the only one I see you know my neck and wrist is icy
He can't do your body like me
Ain't another like me
CHORUS
OUTRO
I, I, I don't wanna
Say No More
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Elliot Cohen (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative R&B, Downbeat, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Bedroom, Chill, Dreamy, Ecstasy, Emotional, Floating, Heartfelt, Hypnotic, Intimate, Laid Back, Late Night, Lounge, Love, Lush, Moment, Nocturnal, Relationships, Romance, Rooftop, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Vibey
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Pads, Piano, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
99
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Say No More
SAY NO MORE
VERSE 1
Feeling is so strong
Like ocean waves
Crashing down every time I see your face
Like a brand new song
I wanna play
Keep repeating everything you've done for me
PRE-CHORUS 1
She makes the rules
She told me before
So when she asks me to come through
CHORUS
I say "Say No More"
She said "What ya waitin' for?"
Said "I'll be there in a hurry I won't take too long"
She said "I been patient and I don't think I can take it, and now I'm wearing your favorite. Let's explore..."
Say no more (6X)
VERSE 2
Got a grip so strong
She holds my heart
And keeps me doing anything she wants
I don't know when it's enough
She's in control
I'm stayin' in the game to see how far I go
PRE-CHORUS 2
She makes the rules
She told me before
So when she asks me if I'm cool
CHORUS (3X)
Winning Team
Artist(s): J.Cash The King
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Writer(s):
Johnathan Cash (ASCAP) 50% / Norbert Krecsko (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Attitude, Ballers, Ballin', Boss, Cash, Champion, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Determination, Explicit, Explicit Lyrics, Game, Hustle, Hypnotic, Money, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Pumped Up, Sports, Swagger, The Struggle, Thug, Tough, Triumphant, VIP, Victorious, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth Mbira, Synths
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
74
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Winning Team
WINNING TEAM (CLEAN)
CHORUS
Ballin just to get you some respect
You gotta keep the pressure, keep ya foot up on they necks, right?
Make it so they never wonʼt forget
Always stay true keep that sh** across your chest
Cuz Iʼm playing for the winning team
I donʼt care if I fall, boy
I swear I want it all
Iʼm playing for the winning team (yeah, yeah)
I'ma die as a legend
Man I swear they gon' remember me
VERSE 1
I been getting to the Digits
Folks donʼt see the vision
When I was In the kitchen
I was really spittin'
Back when CASPER was mixin'
And we was on them mission
But we still handled our business
Lawd as my witness
I was sent on a mission
To get it Iʼm bout to kill 'em
Uncle told me to get it
My potna said they gone feel 'em
Opportunity knocking
Mothaf*** the doorbell
I ainʼt with the trolling
Even if it mean no sales
Integrity more important
Instead of tryna force it
Iʼm building resources
Working to get fortune
Pulling up in this Porches
While we converse on these porches
I hear ya talking but to me
Itʼs a bunch of horse sh**
PRE-CHORUS
If I pull up, I'm knocking sh** down
Ainʼt no way I'ma let u come and take the crown
Move like Floyd every single round
How that sound?
Like we the winning team!!
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Got a click full of leaders
Whole team bossing up
Better come with a bag
If u really wanna talk to us
Prices going up
Soon as this fourth quarter shot
Baby thatʼs the game winner
No such thing as overtime
This my Curry year
So many 3s and Iʼm 30
Itʼs like Steph Curry here
Waco is klay so he bound to get us Trey
My pistol is defense and
Iʼm calling my Dawg Dray
KD when I let it spray
Champions every day, how could he
Add another all-star then boogie
Itʼs cash from behind the line, itʼs a splash
Iʼll blow yo' face off if u talking trash
PRE-CHORUS
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WINNING TEAM (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS
Ballin just to get you some respect
You gotta keep the pressure, keep ya foot up on they necks, right?
Make it so they never wonʼt forget
Always stay true keep that shit across your chest
Cuz Iʼm playing for the winning team
I donʼt care if I fall, boy
I swear I want it all
Iʼm playing for the winning team (yeah, yeah)
I'ma die as a legend
Man I swear they gone remember me
VERSE 1
I been getting to the Digits
Folks donʼt see the vision
When I was In the kitchen
I was really spittin'
Back when CASPER was mixin'
And we was on them mission
But we still handled our business
Lawd as my witness
I was sent on a mission
To get it Iʼm bout to kill 'em
Uncle told me to get it
My potna said they gone feel 'em
Opportunity knocking
Mothafuck the doorbell
I ainʼt with the trolling
Even if it mean no sales
Integrity more important
Instead of tryna force it
Iʼm building resources
Working to get fortune
Pulling up in this Porches
While we converse on these porches
I hear ya talking but to me
Itʼs a bunch of horse shit
PRE-CHORUS
If I pull up, I'm knocking shit down
Ainʼt no way I'ma let u come and take the crown
Move like Floyd every single round
How that sound?
Like we the winning team!!
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Got a click full of leaders
Whole team bossing up
Better come with a bag
If u really wanna talk to us
Prices going up
Soon as this fourth quarter shot
Baby thatʼs the game winner
No such thing as overtime
This my Curry year
So many 3s and Iʼm 30
Itʼs like Steph Curry here
Waco is klay so he bound to get us Trey
My pistol is defense and
Iʼm calling my Dawg Dray
KD when I let it spray
Champions every day, how could he
Add another all-star then boogie
Itʼs cash from behind the line, itʼs a splash
Iʼll blow yo' face off if u talking trash
PRE-CHORUS
I Need That
Artist(s): HighRise
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Writer(s):
Alexander William Larkman (BMI) 25% / Brian C Frank (BMI) 25% / Jonathan Lee Ferguson (BMI) 25% / Jonathan Meir Holder (PRS) 25%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Attitude, Ballers, Boss, Bouncy, Braggadocious, Cash, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Explicit Lyrics, Flossing, Game, Hustle, Money, Party, Pumped Up, Streets, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Upbeat, VIP
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
95
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Need That
I NEED THAT (CLEAN)
CHORUS 1 (2X)
Eight figures, Seven b****es
G6, Five whips
Four grammies, Free s***
Too many reason I need the one hit
VERSE 1
Stackin' rolos on my neck I need that chain gang
Rosay blacked the b****es out, no they can't hang
Black coupe with the rims riding round dirty
Then I'mma pull up with the tech click
Bang bang
CHORUS 2
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh
VERSE 2
I'mma level up, go from ghost into phantom
With a look she let me slide into them panties
Said she could bring a friend, I already had em
But we can go around again and ride me like a tandem
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah imma need that
Hootchies, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack
CHORUS 3
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah
CHORUS1 (2X)
VERSE 3
That my squad, DSM
Still gone rock, in the west
In a Kia, or a Benz
Got my back, SPF
I ain't ever be be like
"Where y'all at"
I ain't ever gotta be like
"Hit me back"
I ain't gotta ask twice to
Get to my cash
And I aint gotta ask twice
To throw out her back
I need a baby mama minus
The baby I need it fast
I need Katrina or Tina, or Mia,
She on the gas
CHORUS 4
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh
VERSE 4
I'mma level up, turn hater to a fanboy
You decide, love or hate me from the stands boy
I'mma, get to Platinum status, do it with no hands
Follow in my footsteps punk b****, I bet you can't
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah I'mma need that
Hootchie, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack
CHORUS 5
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah
CHORUS 1 (2X)
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I NEED THAT (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS 1 (2X)
Eight figures, Seven bitches
G6, Five whips
Four grammies, Free shit
Too many reason I need the one hit
VERSE 1
Stackin' rolos on my neck I need that chain gang
Rosay blacked the bitches out, no they can't hang
Black coupe with the rims riding round dirty
Then I'mma pull up with the tech click
Bang bang
CHORUS 2
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh
VERSE 2
I'mma level up, go from ghost into phantom
With a look she let me slide into them panties
Said she could bring a friend, I already had em
But we can go around again and ride me like a tandem
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah imma need that
Hootchies, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack
CHORUS 3
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah
CHORUS 1 (2X)
VERSE 3
That my squad, DSM
Still gone rock, in the west
In a Kia, or a Benz
Got my back, SPF
I ain't ever be be like
"Where y'all at"
I ain't ever gotta be like
"Hit me back"
I ain't gotta ask twice to
Get to my cash
And I aint gotta ask twice
To throw out her back
I need a baby mama minus
The baby I need it fast
I need Katrina or Tina, or Mia,
She on the gas
CHORUS 4
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma keep on riding I won't ever normalize, no
I'mma catch a case a day I'm tryna catch a vibe
Cuz I got the squad around and all we are is do or die oh
VERSE 4
I'mma level up, turn hater to a fanboy
You decide, love or hate me from the stands boy
I'mma, get to Platinum status, do it with no hands
Follow in my footsteps punk bitch, I bet you can't
A Rollie, I'mma need that
Designer, I'mma need that
A Patek for my momma
Not a penny for my daddy
Gucci suit, yeah I'mma need that
Hootchie, I ID that
Ain't no budget for a feature?
Tch nope, I need three rack
CHORUS 5
I'mma stay alive until my doors are suicide yeah
I'mma catch a body, if a body wanna fight yeah
I'mma catch a case a day, I'm tryna catch a vibe
And if lil mama wanna ride then I need her supersize yeah
CHORUS 1 (2X)
Don't Think About It
Artist(s): Arvin J
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Writer(s):
Alexander William Larkman (BMI) 20% / Arvin Roy Johannessen (TONO) 20% / Christian Dovran Thomassen (TONO) 20% / Jonathan Lee Ferguson (BMI) 20% / Jonathan Meir Holder (PRS) 20%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alt R&B, Alternative R&B, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Bedroom, Chill, Dreamy, Ecstasy, Emotional, Floating, Heartfelt, Hypnotic, Intimate, Laid Back, Late Night, Lush, Moment, Nocturnal, Relationships, Romance, Rooftop, Sensual, Sexual Overtones, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Vibey
Instruments:
Drums, Horns, Pads, Piano, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
70
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Don't Think About It
DON'T THINK ABOUT IT
CHORUS
I don't wanna play no games tonight
I just wanna love you, hold you tight
Baby, I don't wanna waste no time
Baby, don't worry relax your mind
Don't think about it
I know you want it,
I know you feel it
Don't think about it
I know you want it,
I know you need it
VERSE
Lights down low
Take it slow
We don't wanna rush,
Baby just let go.
Take our time
Drink some wine
I just wanna feel your
Skin touch mine
Gonna make you
Feel so good.
I just wanna make you
Feel so beautiful, baby
Dim the lights
Close your eyes
We don't wanna hold
Nothing back cause...
CHORUS
OUTRO
Oooh---(Vocal Improv)
Don't think about it
Don't think about it
No, don't think about it
All On Me
Artist(s): Slaz
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Writer(s):
Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 34% / George Jr Salazar (BMI) 33% / Johnny Russell Burke (ASCAP) 33%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 33% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 67%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative R&B, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Bedroom, Chill, Dreamy, Emotional, Floating, Hazy, Heartfelt, Hypnotic, Intimate, Laid Back, Late Night, Love, Lush, Moment, Nocturnal, Relationships, Romance, Rooftop, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Vibey
Instruments:
Electronic Drums, Pads, Piano, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
68
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All On Me
ALL ON ME
CHORUS
I know it takes two
But put it all on me
And I'ma take you places that you can't go
We can speed it up or we can stay slow
All on me
Tell me what you wanna do
And I'ma take you places that you can't go
I'ma love you down from every angle
VERSE
Say less, slip off that day dress
Let's practice safe sex
Don't make sense
The way your body persuading
You sway them hips in Payless
You spent your paycheck
But you know what you're doing
You stay moving like a waitress
Rocking, we keep it rolling
Ooo I love the way you like to be controlling
Fingers locking, what's your motive?
'Cause this feels more to me
Than it's supposed to be, girl
PRE CHORUS
Now I don't catch feelings easy
But you feel like you need me
I ain't never met a girl so adamant to please me
Believe me
Now I don't catch feelings easy
But you feel like you need me
I ain't never met a girl so adamant to please me
Believe me
CHORUS
I know it takes two
But put it all on me
And I'ma take you places that you can't go
We can speed it up or we can stay slow
All on me
Tell me what you wanna do
And I'ma take you places that you can't go
I'ma love you down from every angle
VERSE 2
It's been a long time since I've been here, girl
I can't lie, I'm hesitant
'Cause the last time I made someone my world
I regret letting them in
Now I know just what you think
I know that you ain't to blame
But somewhere my mind went blank
Now I don't know if I can love the same
Late Night
Artist(s): K.I.M.
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Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative R&B, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B
Keywords:
Bedroom, Candle Light, Chill, Confident, Cool, Crush, Date, Dinner, Flirtatious, Grind, Hypnotic, Infatuation, Intimate, Jazzy, Late Night, Love, Nocturnal, Partner, Party, Reflective, Relationship, Romance, Romantic, Romantic, Searching, Sensual, Sex, Sexy, Sincere, Smooth, Style, Sultry
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
121
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Slow/Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Late Night
LATE NIGHT
VAMP (2X)
Ah, Oooh (3X)
Oh oh, oh, oh
Ah ah, Oooh (3X)
Oh oh, oh, oh
VERSE 1
Give in to the feeling that the night provides
As the Sun goes down it's like we wake up to another life
Trust the vibe when it comes from deep inside
The rules change when the light goes away and you feel alive
VERSE 2
Feel the rush through your system like you touched
Something special and you know what came before is not enough
Now, I don't see no sign saying to slow down
Pedal to the ground now why don't you get
PRE-CHORUS
Closer, closer
Come on over here and I can show ya, show ya
Feeling at the ceilings boiling over, over
Relax and let it go
Just unwind and I will promise I'm a blow ya mind
CHORUS 1
Late night, late night
We gon keep it going 'til the
Late night, late night
Ain't no slowing down there ain't no
Brake lights brake lights
Maybe you can see me if you're
Game tight, if you gettin' stage fright
Give in to the late night
CHORUS 2
Late night, late night
We gon keep it going till the
Late night, late night
Ain't no slowing down there ain't no
Brake lights brake lights
Maybe you can see me if you're
Game tight, if you gettin' stage fright
Give in to love
VAMP (2X)
VERSE 3
We don't ever need to let the feeling die
As you feel the freedom let it open up your eyes
Trust your body don't pay attention to time
You don't need it where we're going on this ride, we're gonna fly
VERSE 2
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
VAMP (2X)
Pilots
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Bedroom, Bling, Chill, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Dance, Dreamy, Druggy, Enticing, Flight, Flirtatious, Flying, High, Hypnotic, Intoxicated, Jewelry, Limo, Party, Sexy, Smooth, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Trippy, Vibe, Vibey
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Pads, Piano, Synths
BPM:
80
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pilots
CHORUS:
Shh, Be quiet
Nothing left to do but just vibe
it's time to touch the sky like we pilots
Touch the sky like we pilots
Ooh we flying. I don't think you ever been this high
yea we gonna touch the sky like we pilots. touch the sky like we pilots
You know you're down for the ride
I'm a show you how it's done right
Touch the sky like we pilots. Touch the sky like we pilots
Feel the motion flowin' inside
Let go have the time of your life touch the sky like we pilots
Touch the sky like with pilots
Tell me as you digging what I'm putting forth
or is it buried much too deeply closer to the core.
May be you gave your heart too freely to the one before
right now is all about the feeling check your problems at the door
You like where this is going, then move a little closer
Put your hands up like you're on a roller coaster
Dip it low then back up to attention like a soldier
Yeah I know I said I wanna get to know ya, but first you gotta
CHORUS
Yes just a feeling that we get gonna touch the ceiling no regrets then forget
Anything that happened previous tonight was just a test reading for the lead role top billing it's your destiny
Top floor suite everybody feel the beat. While the bass overtaking your body till complete
I know I said I want to get to know you but first I gotta show ya
close your eyes baby
CHORUS
Important
Artist(s): Sauce Party
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Boss, Car, Cash, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Druggy, Drugs, Hustle, Hypnotic, Limo, Mean, Money, Mumble Rap, Party, Rich, Southern, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy, VIP, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
81
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Important
CHORUS:
All my cars fast cuz they foreign
My diamonds speak another language they imported
You must be talking old news man you boring
Cuz if I do not know your name its not important
It's not important, it's not important
It's not important, it's not important
You must be talking old news man you boring
Cuz if I do not know your name it's not important
I been counting money for a week
Thought I was finished but it doubled in my sleep
My partner told me we was on I said preach
Beat the game on my own and neva cheated
Ey me and Lee be putting' on for the V
Send me the work I break it down we split the fee
Ya favorite rapper probably got his style from me
Ya favorite rapper probably got his style from me
These rappers so wack know that I ain't neva tryna go back to no racks
I won't cut these hittaz no slack fasho that wrist be blinding like a kodak post that
CHORUS
Million
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
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Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Car, Cash, City, Club, Desire, Determined, Dirty South, Drive, Druggy, Drugs, Flaunting, Hustle, Hypnotic, Limo, Money, Party, Rich, Southern, Streets, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy, VIP, Wealth, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
65
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Million
Keep my day ones with me
Cup dirty keep it filthy
Shawty text me can she get it
But I've been way to busy
Fell in love with the 50s
Put the Hundreds in the ceiling
I swear to god I got that feeling
I just trying to get a Million (8x)
I'm just trying to get a a million
N*ggas tripping off of b*tches
they just trying to chase a dime
I'm just trying to chase a million
I'm just trying to catch a break
While n*ggas out here catching feelings
This for the n*ggas getting money thousandnaires trying to reach the first million
Swear to god I'm out my mind dressing looking like a n*gga made a million
Damn I love me some Rihanna I bet she f*ck me for a million
Million dollars all in ones I bet it stack up to the ceiling
My palms itching I can feel it
I swear to god I got that feeling
Verse 2
I'm just trying to get a million
New money not a day old
N*ggas shopping on Rodeo
Call that balling Oj Mayo
I'm just trying to get rich
In this b*txh to get rich
For them dead white boys overtime on that grave yard shift
N*ggas grew up having nothing
Why the f*ck you think we hustle
LA girls say I'm something, accent southern shhhhh but they love it
The whole city riding with me
Bombay is in my kidneys
My N*ggas smoking like some hippies
If it's about that money come and get me
(We Gon' Be) Up All Night
Artist(s): D. Cope
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Category:
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Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Reality TV
Keywords:
Bedroom, Chill, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Desire, Hot Tub, Intimate, Late Night, Romance, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Slick, Smooth
Instruments:
808, Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
73
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
(We Gon' Be) Up All Night
CHORUS:
I'm never to tired to put in work
You gon have to call into work
Imma do your body just right
Baby we gonna be up all night
Up all night, we gon be up all night (we up)
Girl we gon, we gon be up all night
Girl this might, this might, might change your life
Girl you so bad with your dress on
No, no you don't, don't need lee press on's
You wake up with no make-up and you flawless
They on you regardless
Imma have to lock it down (not a misdemeanor)
And imma have to put it down (shake it like a seizure)
Said hold up
Where you going girl
The way you walking
Looks like you're swollen girl
You know what
I want you girl
Let me in your world
I'm gonna rock your world
No I never seen a body like you
I want you baby, I want you baby
You drive me, you drive me crazy
CHORUS
Up all night, we gon be up all night (we up)
Taking You Home
Artist(s): Goldenchyl
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
City, Confident, Dance, Flirtatious, Infatuated, Intimate, Late Night, Limo, Love, Lust, Night Club, Party, Passionate, Romance, Seductive, Sensual, Sexy, Slick, Smooth, VIP
Instruments:
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BPM:
126
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Taking You Home
Girl you're incredible, you're body's amazing
Thoughts running through my mind
What I'm going to say to you
You're such a teaser you're definitely a dime
If you're not available I'm willing to compromise
I just need to know who you are, who you are, who you are
Girl you're shining like a star, like a star, like a star
This is the last dance
So it's my last chance
I got to make a move
I'm trying to get close to you
This is the last dance
So it's my last chance
I just can't let you go
Cause girl I just want to know who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Just for tonight I don't want to be alone
Who's taking you home
Just for tonight I don't want to be alone
Girl from the way you're moving your body
I can tell that you know what you're doing to me
So if you ready
We can leave right now
But I don't even know your name
I just need to know who you are
Who you are, who you are
Girl you're shining like a star, like a star, like a star
This is the last dance
So it's my last chance
I got to make a move
I'm trying to get close to you
This is the last dance
So it's my last chance
I just can't let you go
Cause girl I just want to know who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Just for tonight I don't want to be alone
Who's taking you home
Just for tonight I don't want to be alone
Excuse me lady
Can I get to know you lady
Forgive me lady
Can I get to know you baby, baby
I just need to know who you are
Who you are, who you are
Girl you're shining like a star, like a star, like a star
This is the last dance
So it's my last chance
I got to make a move
I'm trying to get close to you
This is the last dance
So it's my last chance
I just can't let you go
Cause girl I just want to know who's taking you home
Who's taking you home
Just for tonight I don't want to be alone
Who's taking you home
Just for tonight I don't want to be alone
The Arsonist's Groove
Artist(s): Arsonist
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
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Subcategories:
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Keywords:
Bedroom, Calm, Candles, Champagne, Chill, Conversational, Hot Tub, Laid Back, Late Night, Mellow, Minimal, Night Club, Reality TV, Romantic, Sensual, Sexual, Smooth
Instruments:
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BPM:
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Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
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Time Signature:
4/4
The Amazing Grace
Artist(s): Arsonist
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Keywords:
Bedroom, Calm, Candlelight, Chill, Conversational, Hot Tub, Laid Back, Late Night, Mellow, Minimal, Night Club, Reality TV, Romantic, Sensual, Sexual, Smooth
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BPM:
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Key:
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Tempo:
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Let Me Take You Home
Artist(s): Mark Cross
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
After Party, Auto Tune, Bedroom, Bottle Service, Chill, Club, Commercial, Drinks, First Date, Flirtatious, Fun, Hot, Intimate, Love Making, Party, Passionate, Playa, Player, Playful, Radio, Raunchy, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Sex, Sexy, Smooth, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Percussion, Synthesizer
BPM:
93
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let Me Take You Home
LET ME TAKE YOU HOME
CHORUS:
Let me take you home, don't cha know
Imma be the one for you
Gonna get you close, before you know
Gonna do that thing I do
Let me take you home, don't cha know
Imma be the one for you
Gonna get you close, before you know
Gonna do that thing I do
Let me take you home - let me take you home
Let me take you home - let me take you home
Hey girl wait a minute where you goin' now
Did I move on you too fast
Yea I know girl we just met now
But you're makin' me want you bad
Don't walk away ya don't have to be alone
I know you feel just like I feel
Stop playin' games save it for the bedroom
I'll make your fantasies come for real
Oh oh – oh oh
Turn it up don't turn it down turn it down
Oh oh – oh oh
CHORUS
Hey girl can't ya see I'm so into you
It's getting' late but we got all night
I'll make ya hot lemme find the spot now
I got the whip lemme take you for a ride
Such a hottie sexy little body
The way ya move drives me outta my mind
Baby lose your head slip 'n slide in my bed
You been wantin' it all this time
Oh oh – oh oh
Turn it up don't turn it down turn it down
Oh oh – oh oh
CHORUS
Imma be – imma be – imma be the one for you baby
Imma be – imma be – imma be the one for you baby
Imma be – imma be – imma be the one for you baby
Imma be – imma be
CHORUS
Foreign Waters
Artist(s): Slaz
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Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative Hip Hop, Alternative R&B, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Bedroom, Chill, Dreamy, Emotional, Floating, Heartfelt, Intimate, Laid Back, Late Night, Love, Moment, Nocturnal, Relationships, Romance, Seductive, Sensual, Sexual Overtones, Sexy, Smooth, Vibey
Instruments:
Electric Guitar, Electronic Drums, Snaps, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
62
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Foreign Waters
FOREIGN WATERS
VERSE 1
Girl you got the body of a goddess
Mount Olympus' new Queen
I've been praying for a long time
A girl like you would set me free
Baby you're my Queen, my highness
Hold your throne the highest
I'm about to dive in, no fear of Poseidon
Your teeth could brighten all of my horizon
Touch me and I light up, girl you got the Midas
PRE-CHORUS 1
Let's get lost in your heaven
Love has never felt so good
If you open up the gates, I'ma step in
And love you like a real man should
CHORUS 1
Let's get lost in your heaven
Love has never felt so good
If you open up the gates, I'ma step in
And love you like a real man should
VERSE 2
In my bank you make deposits
Emotional not physical
My love language, speak it fluent
You must've got Rosetta Stone
Your love is so cheap, priceless
When my head plays sirens, you're my peace and silence
You're who I confide in
Your teeth, diamonds, ships use them for guidance
I'm too weak to fight it, I'm floating to your island
BRIDGE
I can't control where you take me
It feels like home with you baby
Foreign waters used to scare me
But you make it easier to sail
I can't control where you take me
It feels like home with you baby
Foreign waters used to scare me
But you make it easier to sail
PRE-CHORUS 2
So let's get lost in your heaven
Love has never felt so good
If you open up the gates, I'ma step in
And treat you like a real man should
CHORUS 2
Let's get lost in your heaven
Love has never felt so good
If you open up the gates, I'ma step in
And treat you like a real man should
Always We Go On
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Elliot Cohen (BMI) 50% / Sherry Marcus (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, Neo Soul, R&B, Urban Alternative, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Atmospheric, Bedroom, Chill, Dreamy, Emotional, Floating, Hazy, Heartfelt, Hypnotic, Intimate, Laid Back, Late Night, Love, Lush, Moment, Moody, Nocturnal, Relationships, Romance, Rooftop, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Vibey
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Electric Piano, Pads, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
86
Key Modulation:
Dm to F
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Always We Go On
ALWAYS WE GO ON
VERSE 1
Reach me with your love
Teach me to rise above
It's easy once you know what's going on
You see that the curtain's always drawn
Where the answers sit like dancers
Just waiting for a song
(Listen) you can't get it done
You can't get it wrong
CHORUS
And the wind whispers
Always we go on
Always we go on
And the wind whispers
Always we go on
Always we go on
VERSE 2
Love me with your light
Take me into your night
I need to go beyond what's going on
I see you have traveled through the dawn
And the reasons change like seasons
But we always hear the song
This is never over
This is moving us along
CHORUS
Sicko
Artist(s): Sauce Party
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Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bling, Boss, Car, Cash, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Druggy, Drugs, Hustle, Hypnotic, Limo, Mean, Money, Party, Rich, Streets, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy, VIP
Instruments:
808 Kick, Drums, Synths
BPM:
155
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sicko
Sicko
PRE-CHORUS
Might just pull up the club in a coup
Treat your girl top like I do my roof (take it off)
Everybody going psycho
Shinning keep you eyes closed
Get it lit, that's all we ever do
Make the party go sicko
CHORUS
It's Going sicko
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
Watch us come alive in the night time
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
VERSE 1
Last night we was lit
I just spent like half a brick
Designer down my fit
Came in with some bands now I don't know where they went
I just spent, got it lit
Cuff yo broad, take yo chick
Hit the mall get my drip
Take a stack make it flip
That's exotic on the floor ain't no shoes in my whip
Bet it all in the bank, neva lose I just win
PRE-CHORUS
Might just pull up the club in a coup
Treat your girl top like I do my roof (take it off)
Everybody going psycho
Shinning keep you eyes closed
Get it lit, that's all we ever do
Make the party go sicko
CHORUS
It's Going sicko
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
Watch us come alive in the night time
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
VERSE 2
I went and cop me a coupe yea
I never run out of juice yea
I pull up deep with the troops yea
Better be quiet we shoot yea
I got a waddie of cash yea
Look how we body the bag yea
Oh you boyfriend getting mad yea
Look how we stunt on his a** yea
I got the ball i don't pass no
I never run out of cash flow
Oouu I'm so high I might crash though
First, you come in last though
You come in last though...
Yea!
CHORUS
Make the party go sicko
It's Going sicko
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
Watch us come alive in the night time
It's going sicko
It's going sicko
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