Tracks Similar To The Get Down
Feel The Power
Artist(s): Brit Fox
Similar Tracks
Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 33% / Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 34% / Lorenzo Johnson (BMI) 33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 34% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 66%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative R&B, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Urban Alternative, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Cocky, Confident, Danceable, Empowered, Expensive, Female Empowerment, Flossing, Flossy, Funky, Hood, Minimalist, Money, Self Confidence, Self Esteem, Streets, Style, Swagga
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
110
Key:
C
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Feel The Power
FEEL THE POWER
CHORUS (2X)
Test 1, 2, 3
Minute by minute, hour by hour
When you get wit me, ain't no limit
You feel the Power
VERSE
My goal to become the mostest
I gotta lotta power, baby
I gotta lotta focus, you'll see
BRIDGE
Boom dynamite, shine your light
Guess this what a pro look like
Boom dynamite, shine your light
Guess this what a pro look like
Boom dynamite (boom dynamite) (2X)
CHORUS (2X)
OUTRO
Test 1, 2, 3
Test 1, 2, 3
Test 1, 2
Test 1, 2
(6X)
Test 1, 2, 3
Test 1, 2
LAST TIME
Test 1, 2, 3
Suga Rush
Artist(s): Brit Fox & Mpax
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Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 33.33% / Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 33.34% / Lorenzo Johnson (BMI) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 33.34% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 66.66%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alt R&B, Alternative R&B, Female Vocal, Instrumental, R&B, Retro Funk, Retro R&B, Urban Alternative, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Boss, Bouncy, Cocky, Confident, Danceable, Empowered, Energetic, Feel Good, Flirtacious, Flossy, Fun, Funky, Saucy, Seductive, Self Confidence, Self Esteem, Sexual Overtones, Style, Swagga, Swagger, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
126
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Suga Rush
SUGA RUSH
CHORUS 1
Rev rev me up
Every touch make me
more more
Sugar Sugar
make me want more more more
I honor the pow-pow
Rush make me more more of us
CHORUS 2
Sugar Rush sugar rush
Make me want more more of us
Rev me up every touch
Make me want mo mo of us
Suga rush suga rush make me me want more more more
I honor the power within me
I'm sugar I move ya energy
Suga rush rev me up make me want more more more
VERSE 1
Just a lil go a long way
Just a taste, last all night and day
Gets better smooth n slick
Like a candy-coated drip
Instant can't quit
Gotta get me in motion
CHORUS 3 (5X)
Suga rush suga rush make me me want more more more of us
BRIDGE 1
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga (go)
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga (go)
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga (go)
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
VERSE 2
I guide the ride (Watch ya Suga!)
I lead the way (Full speed!)
My soul beam wide (open)
Passing by no slow motion
Gear on shift Lifted like a hydraulic
No pressure got that diamond tint
BRIDGE 2
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga (go)
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga (go)
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga (go)
VERSE 3
I can't stop now (no)
Not when I'm on my way
I can't stop now (no)
Not when I'm here to stay
OUTRO (4X)
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch ya Suga
Watch your Suga (go)
I'm Too Cool
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali J Arnott (ASCAP) 50% / Marcus Elliot Cohen (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Future Pop, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Urban, Urban Alternative
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Danceable, Empowered, Expensive, Female Empowerment, Flossing, Flossy, Hood, Ice, Lean, Minimalist, Money, Raunchy, Raw, Self Esteem, Streets, Style, Swagga, Swagger
Instruments:
Electronic Drums, SFX, Synth Bass, Synth Shaker, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
111
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I'm Too Cool
I'M TOO COOL
VERSE 1
When I speak they always listen
They wanna know wanna see my vision Never was no competition
Only one me go Mind your business
I do what I want like (my way)
From the back to the front like (OK)
Now I got em love like (hey babe)
Watch him holla holla back like (pay day)
PRE-CHORUS
Big names blowing up on my phone
No help did it all on my own
Can't stop when I'm into my zone
First I break it down then I bring it all home
CHORUS (2X)
I'm to cool for you
I got it in the bag
Yeah I'm to cool for you I got it on demand
VERSE 2
One of these things is not like the other
I'm on a roll you st-st- stutter
I keep it real keep it so one hundred
Cause I'm always gonna do what I wanna
Hit another goal (like touchdown)
You know I got the moves like (wow bounce)
And I take it to the bank like (no doubt)
Cuz I always be first and (last out)
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Cash Money
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 50% / Kali Janette Arnott (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Bravado, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Cool, Edgy, Expensive, Flossing, Flossy, Gangsta, Hood, Ice, Lean, Money, Raw, Shake, Streets, Style, Swagga, Swagger
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
148
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cash Money
CASH MONEY
CHORUS (2X)
I got the cash the money
Oooh I got the honey
Got the cash the money
Oooh my life so yummy
VERSE 1
I love it raining money it's the back drop
Boys they coming and they coming with they hats off
Cause they know I'm quick to cut it if they back talk
Yes I'm the queen I'm spending green and no I can't stop
PRE-CHORUS
Flip it and I burn it and I spend it like I earn it
And I order bottle service cause I know that I deserve it
And he ask me if I'm free tonight and I say I'm expensive
I've been working hard (woo) and you know I spend it
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Now I see I got them looking at me sideways
They call me bossy cause I like to do it my way
I hustle Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday
But you know I love it cause it's mother-loving payday
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS (4X)
Vibe
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali Janette Arnott (BMI) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Bravado, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Energetic, Flossing, Flossy, Gangsta, Hood, Lean, Power, Pumped Up, Shake, Streets, Style, Success, Swagga
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Chimes, Drums, SFX, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
81
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Vibe
VIBE (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Coming atcha with some attitude
Spread the word cause yeah I'm coming through
I got the vibe cause honey issa mood
Like all the time yeah babe you know I do
Like knowing all the lyrics of the song
I feel like could do this all night long
It got me going going on and on
Yeah and I'm feeling like I'm 10 feet tall
So let me hear ya
PRE-CHORUS
Yeah uh huh (uh)
Yeah uh huh (yeah)
Yeah uh huh (uh)
Yeah uh huh (yeah)
(2X)
(Don't kill my vibe)
CHORUS
Issa look
I'm looking fly
I'm feeling good
Don't kill my vibe
(X2)
Vibing
Vibing
Vibing
Don't kill my vibe
(X2)
VERSE 2
Do what I want and do it every day
I got some tricks call me Cirque du Soleil
Cause I'm that chick I always get my way
Don't hate the player baby hate the game
I flip the switch and turn em off and on
You're either on the hunt or on the run
Let's get it going just like donkey Kong
So baby can I get a yeah uh huh
Let me hear you
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
B***h don't kill my vibe
B***h don't kill my vibe
CHORUS
_________________________________
VIBE (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Coming atcha with some attitude
Spread the word cause yeah I'm coming through
I got the vibe cause honey issa mood
Like all the time yeah babe you know I do
Like knowing all the lyrics of the song
I feel like could do this all night long
It got me going going on and on
Yeah and I'm feeling like I'm 10 feet tall
So let me hear ya
PRE-CHORUS
Yeah uh huh (uh)
Yeah uh huh (yeah)
Yeah uh huh (uh)
Yeah uh huh (yeah)
(2X)
(Don't kill my vibe)
CHORUS
Issa look
I'm looking fly
I'm feeling good
Don't kill my vibe
(X2)
Vibing
Vibing
Vibing
Don't kill my vibe
(X2)
VERSE 2
Do what I want and do it every day
I got some tricks call me Cirque du Soleil
Cause I'm that chick I always get my way
Don't hate the player baby hate the game
I flip the switch and turn em off and on
You're either on the hunt or on the run
Let's get it going just like donkey Kong
So baby can I get a yeah uh huh
Let me hear you
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe
CHORUS
Go Like Whoa
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali Janette Arnott (BMI) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Bravado, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Edgy, Flossing, Flossy, Gangsta, Hood, Lean, Power, Raw, Shake, Streets, Style, Success, Swagga, Swagger
Instruments:
808 Bass, Brass, Chimes, Drums, SFX, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
81
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go Like Whoa
GO LIKE WHOA (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
If you're tryna cross me I'd forget it I'd forget about it
Better learn your place before I go and throw a fit about it
Cause I got the money with me yeah I never leave without it
We are not the same, but babe there's never been a doubt about it
Cause I am the real one and I keep it keep it so one hundred
Yeah my touch is gold I'm in control and so I keep em coming
Got em in the palm of my hand cause I can you know they love it
Just in case you don't understand it's my world I keep it running
CHORUS
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
VERSE 2
I am at the top and you're not and it's cause I do it different
Yeah you're busy trying to fit with them I say f**k the system
You will never be anything and that's more than my opinion
Yeah I tried to tell you before but them b*****s never listen
Feminine adrenaline yeah I'm practically robotic
Gunning for the dream like a queen and I'm going super sonic
Everybody loving my style and so they try to cop it
But you'll never do it like me and that's me just being honest
CHORUS 2
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Yeah I got the uh
Whoa Whoa Whoa
BRIDGE
I'd forget about it
I throw a fit about it
I never leave without it
There's never been a doubt about it
I keep it so one hundred
And so I keep em coming
Yeah you know they love it
It's my world I keep it running
CHORUS 3 (2X)
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa whoa whoa
TAG (8x)
Whoa whoa whoa
____________________
GO LIKE WHOA (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
If you're tryna cross me I'd forget it I'd forget about it
Better learn your place before I go and throw a fit about it
Cause I got the money with me yeah I never leave without it
We are not the same, but babe there's never been a doubt about it
Cause I am the real one and I keep it keep it so one hundred
Yeah my touch is gold I'm in control and so I keep em coming
Got em in the palm of my hand cause I can you know they love it
Just in case you don't understand it's my world I keep it running
CHORUS
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
VERSE 2
I am at the top and you're not and it's cause I do it different
Yeah you're busy trying to fit with them I say fuck the system
You will never be anything and that's more than my opinion
Yeah I tried to tell you before but them bitches never listen
Feminine adrenaline yeah I'm practically robotic
Gunning for the dream like a queen and I'm going super sonic
Everybody loving my style and so they try to cop it
But you'll never do it like me and that's me just being honest
CHORUS 2
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like whoa
(3X)
Yeah I got the yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
And I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Yeah I got the uh
Whoa Whoa Whoa
BRIDGE
I'd forget about it
I throw a fit about it
I never leave without it
There's never been a doubt about it
I keep it so one hundred
And so I keep em coming
Yeah you know they love it
It's my world I keep it running
CHORUS 3 (2X)
Yeah I got the uh
That they love me for
There's no stopping me
I'm in the zone and I go like
Whoa whoa whoa
TAG (8x)
Whoa whoa whoa
Oooh She Bad
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali Janette Arnott (BMI) 50% / Marcus Elliot Cohen (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Urban Alternative
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bouncy, Bravado, Brazen, Confident, Cool, Dance Party, Energetic, Energy, Flossing, Flossy, Lively, Minimalist, Percussive, Pumped Up, Rhythmic, Sassy, Shake, Swagga, Swagger, Trouble
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
128
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Oooh She Bad
OOOH SHE BAD
VERSE 1
This is the story of my reign and my arrival
I like to give em all a show it's my recital
If you can't tell what I'm about then check the title
I got a tendency to flip and I go psycho
I go psycho
I go psycho
I got a tendency to flip and I go psycho
VERSE 2
I break the rules the way your girlfriend reads the Bible
I'm making moves in ways my waves are always tidal
Yeah I'm so savage that the people call me tribal
And everything I say and do is going viral
I go viral
I go viral
Yeah everything and say or do is going viral
CHORUS
Oooh she bad
Whatcha gonna do about it
(4X)
(Oooh she bad)
Uh, yeah
(4X)
VERSE 3
Yeah can't you see that there's a method to the madness
I'm here to change the game I'm out here stopping traffic
And if I say it then you know it's gonna happen
Yeah I get what I want cause baby I'm a bad chick
I'm a bad chick
I'm a bad chick
Yeah I get what I want cause baby I'm a bad chick
CHORUS
Bad News
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Alan Ivan Puac (BMI) 50% / Kali Janette Arnott (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Bravado, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Edgy, Expensive, Flossing, Flossy, Gangsta, Hood, Ice, Lean, Money, Raunchy, Raw, Shake, Streets, Style, Swagga, Swagger
Instruments:
SFX, Synth Bass, Synth Drums, Synth Shaker
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
186
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bad News
BAD NEWS
CHORUS
I'm bad news
I'm bad news
Better watch yo self
When I come through
VERSE 1
I'm breaking rules cause
I'm living life on the fast track
I'm stacking bottles and money
Like baby got back
The truth can hurt
When it hits you just like a clap back
You wanna hang but your breaking
Just like a Kit Kat
Looking for some trouble
Ain't never settle for no
I'm a problem I can solve it
Just pack your bags you can go
And the party only starts
When the cops are all getting close
Crossing lines and breaking hearts
And now everyone wanna know like
BRIDGE
Hey baby what's your name
I wanna know your game
Hey baby what your name
I wanna know you game
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I'm living dangerous
Doing it with a straight face
Under the influence
Driving it in the fast lane
You run around with your crowd
And you yelling gang gang
The only shots that I'm shooting
Are going bang bang
Always been a savage with murder
Up on my mind
I've been k own to do some damage
But that's me just killing time
And I don't believe in sorry
Cause nothing is wrong or right
So I never learn my lesson
I'll do it again tonight
CHORUS
That Chicc
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali Janette Arnott (ASCAP) 50% / Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Urban Alt, Urban Alternative, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Brazen, Confidence, Confident, Expensive, Explicit Lyrics, Flossing, Flossy, Hood, Ice, Lean, Minimalist, Money, Raunchy, Raw, Sexual Overtones, Shake, Streets, Stripper, Style, Swagga, Swagger
Instruments:
SFX, Synth Bass, Synth Drums, Synth Shaker
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
122
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
That Chicc
THAT CHICC (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Hold up, I'm always ready for my close up
Don't listen to them (to them) so what
Yeah they can go and kiss my big butt
Cause I be looking fly
PRE-CHORUS
He say he want me cause he liking my style
And he keep coming cause I'm driving him wild
Yeah your man's in my DM's he been for a while
And babe now I'm his favorite number to dial
CHORUS
Cause I'm that chick super thick
So expensive that's my (that's my)
I'm that chick super thick
Got the ice I got the drip
I'm that chick super thick
So expensive that's my (that's my)
I'm that chick super thick
Got the ice I got the drip
I'm that chick
VERSE 2
Hair toss I got an attitude like hot sauce
I keep it spicy don't you back talk
Cause boys they coming with their hats off
They always want some more
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm that chick (2X)
(Ahh-Oh) I'm that chick (3X)
Ahh-Oh
CHORUS
OUTRO
(Ahh-Oh) I'm that chick (2X)
----------------------------------------
THAT CHICC (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Hold up, I'm always ready for my close up
Don't listen to them bitches so what
Yeah they can go and kiss my big butt
Cause I be looking fly
PRE-CHORUS
He say he want me cause he liking my style
And he keep coming cause I'm driving him wild
Yeah your man's in my DM's he been for a while
And babe now I'm his favorite number to dial
CHORUS
Cause I'm that chick super thick
So expensive that's my shit
I'm that chick super thick
Got the ice I got the drip
I'm that chick super thick
So expensive that's my shit
I'm that chick super thick
Got the ice I got the drip
I'm that chick
VERSE 2
Hair toss I got an attitude like hot sauce
I keep it spicy don't you back talk
Cause boys they coming with their hats off
They always want some more
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm that chick (2X)
(Ahh-Oh) I'm that chick (3X)
Ahh-Oh
CHORUS
OUTRO
(Ahh-Oh) I'm that chick (2X)
Uh Uh
Artist(s): Matisse Tsoy (feat. Vixxen)
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Writer(s):
Joelle Renee Golany (BMI) 50% / Matthew Paul Tsoy (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Ass, Bad Bitch, Boss, Chill, Cocky, Confident, Drugs, Empowered, Female Empowerment, Flirty, Flossing, Gun Shots, Guns, Hood, Laid Back, Money, Power, Quarantine, Sexual Overtones, Sexy, Shake, Smoking Weed, Streets, Strutting, Success, Swagga
Instruments:
808 Bass, Electric Guitar, Electronic Drums, Keyboard, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
139
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Uh Uh
UH UH (CLEAN)
CHORUS
You say you gang gang
But how low does your chain hang
You pull that pistol out
You make that s**t go bang bang
Uh uh, uh uh
That s**t go bang bang
You pull that pistol out
You wanna have that dang thang
Uh uh, uh uh
See what you claim mane
You wanna bang bang
You wanna play this game game
Uh uh, uh uh
Let's see that chain hang
You pull that pistol out
You make that s**t go bang bang
VERSE 1
You want me for the fame
And you want me for the money
I guess you're gonna have to wrap around me like a gummy
Yeah, uh yeah I'm d**n yummy
Give me all you got
No you can't take that s**t from me, uh
I'm so hypnotic
Anything I say is honest
Bitch don't act like you forgot it
I'm the realest and the hottest
I be smoking on that product
Yeah that s**t it so erotic, uh
Yeah that's what I need
Ain't that what you wanted, uh
CHORUS
VERSE 2
You ain't even listening
You don't know what you're missing
And my diamonds shining in the light
That s**t it glistening
There ain't no social distancing
And ain't nobody witnessing
What I'm gonna f****n do to get up our conditioning
I push you back
Why don't you lay back on the sofa
We do a little yoga
We call that king cobra, uh
Turn it over
Better prove it like it owes ya
You don't tell me when it's over
Baby do it like I showed ya, uh
CHORUS
__________________________________________
UH UH (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS
You say you gang gang
But how low does your chain hang
You pull that pistol out
You make that shit go bang bang
Uh uh, uh uh
That shit go bang bang
You pull that pistol out
You wanna have that dang thang
Uh uh, uh uh
See what you claim mane
You wanna bang bang
You wanna play this game game
Uh uh, uh uh
Let's see that chain hang
You pull that pistol out
You make that shit go bang bang
VERSE 1
You want me for the fame
And you want me for the money
I guess you're gonna have to wrap around me like a gummy
Yeah, uh yeah I'm damn yummy
Give me all you got
No you can't take that shit from me, uh
I'm so hypnotic
Anything I say is honest
Bitch don't act like you forgot it
I'm the realest and the hottest
I be smoking on that product
Yeah that shit it so erotic, uh
Yeah that's what I need
Ain't that what you wanted, uh
CHORUS
VERSE 2
You ain't even listening
You don't know what you're missing
And my diamonds shining in the light
That shit it glistening
There ain't no social distancing
And ain't nobody witnessing
What I'm gonna fuckin do to get up our conditioning
I push you back
Why don't you lay back on the sofa
We do a little yoga
We call that king cobra, uh
Turn it over
Better prove it like it owes ya
You don't tell me when it's over
Baby do it like I showed ya, uh
CHORUS
No Debate
Artist(s): LueMega
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Writer(s):
Jessica S. Ekundare (BMI) 50% / Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Bravado, Brazen, Cocky, Confidence, Confident, Dominate, Edgy, Flossing, Flossy, Gangsta, Hood, Lean, Money, Power, Raw, Shake, Standing Out, Streets, Style, Success, Swagga
Instruments:
808 Bass, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
87
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
No Debate
NO DEBATE
INTRO
They keep coming for me
They wanna see me fall
But ain't never coming down
VERSE 1
I just tore up your resume
Undesirable candidate
Tried to try me on everything but can't find the time to authenticate
I just caught you on bad day?
Never gonna compare to me
Lies and divisive tactics
Sadly you can't catch me
Any day
Don't wanna
Admit it
You jealous
I get it
The way that
I'm trending
It's hard to
Forget it
I see how you dread it
I'm reigning steady
I been on the top and you can't stand it
I will come down when I'm good and ready
PRE-CHORUS
Let it, let it, let it go
Let it, let it, let it go
Exit out the back door
You tryin' but you can't replace the one and only
No debate
CHORUS (2X)
No debate
No debate
No debate
Dominating no debate
No debate
No debate
No debate
I'm dominating no debate
VERSE 2
Yeah I ain't finished yet
It's only the beginning
Don't see you as a threat
The state of mind of winning
You say name a time and place
You trying but you can't replace
The only and only from the gate
No debate
VERSE 3
Now you know I'm about business
Money long and I manage
Count the commas in my bank account
And one tenth is gone in a minute
And just like anybody
Who's a pillar of society
You will find me at a five star
With some other dignitaries
It's the lifestyle of a maven
Everybody's raving
Saying I'm amazing
And I'm such an inspiration
Yeah
Put all the work I in
So determined
Fire burnin'
Wrist is frozen
In my zone
Yeah I am chosen
And you know it
Ahhhhh
Try to study
Everything about me
But you fail to know and understand
The inner power I embody
Can't find nobody
No carbon copy
You feeling froggy tryna knock me?
Still tryna to stop me?
(Humph)
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS (2X)
Last Man Standing
Artist(s): Wordsauce
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Writer(s):
Eric Santana Mattson (ASCAP) 14% / Kevin Michael Strong (ASCAP) 14% / Richard Joseph Loughman (ASCAP) 14% / Robert Samuel Franklin (ASCAP) 14% / Shawn David Warnke (ASCAP) 14% / Wesley Fidencio Price (ASCAP) 15% / William Henry Gerhardt (ASCAP) 15%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Amazement, Bold, Confident, Cool, Danceable, Driving Beat, Empowerment, Energetic, Exciting, Feel Good, Feeling Great, Flaunting, Fun, Funky, Groovy, High Energy, Independent, Jamming, Late Night, Letting Loose, Party Time, Relationship, Strutting, Swagger, Throwback Feel, Upbeat, Vibrant
Instruments:
Baritone Saxophone, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitars, Keyboard, Synth, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
118
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Last Man Standing
LAST MAN STANDING
VERSE 1
Whatcha call it when she kicks like hot sauce
Pour the whole bottle on top my papas
Look her in the eye and I swear your jaw drop
Try to talk to her might find your thoughts lost
Whole lotta everything let me speak to it
She's like a melody that's got good beat to it
She takes a stroll down the block and gets the street groovin
She walks past, right away you feel your feet movin
She's like a heat wave in July
Can't bring her down the girl is too fly
When she's around she's bring a cool vibe
Fills you up like a full entree with two sides
So much style it'll rub off on ya
One dance with her might put you in a sauna
Take her on a date yeah every man wanna
Take your best shot, better luck mañana
CHORUS
She's too damn fly and it's no question that she knows
Turning heads when she walks in, everywhere she goes
Now watch her move across the floor and see her shine
She was born just to do her thing, she damn sure do it all the time
VERSE 2
I met her out on the town, she was shinin
I was on the bar shift I was grindin
Years passed I don't know where time went
But we got a thing and it sure is vibrant
Strong mind and she use it well
Quick wit, sharp tongue, it'll give you hell
If you come incorrect, don't show respect
Better let the girl pay when she grabs the check
And she really knows how to treat her man
I can't lie cuz she cares for me like nobody else can
Bring the beat back let me get a dance
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Fly woman, step out into the night and you'd outshine the moon
Face the morning sun and be the light of day
CHORUS
Deliver ASAP
Artist(s): Brit Fox & Luke Aymon
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Writer(s):
Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 50% / Lukas Eamon Selig (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Bad Bitch, Ballin', Bold, Boss, Braggadocious, City, Cocky, Confident, Dance Club, Driving In Car, Energy, Fast Cars, Fast Living, Flaunting, Hood, Hurry, Hustle, Hustlin', Impatient, Irreverent, Late Night, Night Life, Power, Rush, Streets, Success, Swagga, Swagger, Triumphant, Winner
Instruments:
808 Bass, Drums, Organ, Rhodes Electric Piano, Wood Block, Wurlitzer Electric Piano
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
140
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Deliver ASAP
DELIVER ASAP
INTRO
Got got got
What you need
CHORUS
Got what you need got a guarantee
Bet I deliver ASAP (4X)
VERSE 1
Shot up to the top oh whoa
I could be an engine nitro on go
Watch me accelerate never me never late
Ahead of the game even if my foot on the break
Just wait let it sink my friend
Need your energy to match the tempo and the bpm (wait)
Just wait let it sink my friend
Need your energy to match the tempo and the bpm (wait)
Cuz I sting like a bee stay fly so I float
Like butta with the wings one time knock out goat
From sea to sea they see me never quit gotta get to the moment
PRE-CHORUS
We gon get it, we gon get it til the sun comes (6X)
CHORUS
VERSE 2:
Under the spell of my own ether
ride pass the gaslight push through the meter
I got no limit you shouldn't either
Make you understand me like a lesson plan
I'm the deepest in the land so underground I swim in aquarium
Get it get it get it get it how you live it livid vivid vision be on vivid
No limit to my possibilities I go 'n get it ain't no quit in me
Been a winner since day one
prodigy don't chase em just replace em ASAP
PRE-CHORUS:
Get your countdown on
Get your 321
Get your countdown on
Get your 321
(ASAP)
Get your countdown on
(ASAP)
Get your 321
(Go, go, go!)
(ASAP, ASAP, ASAP)
Get your countdown on
Get your 321
CHORUS
Out My Way
Artist(s): Jon Doe Wonder (feat. NKC)
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Writer(s):
Jonathan Lee Ferguson (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Anger, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Badass, Boss, Breakup, City, Confident, Cool, Dark, Edgy, Empowered, Heavy Bass, Hood, Late Night, Letting Go, Moving On, Night Club, Passionate, Powerful, Relationship ending, Streets, Strength, Swagga, Swagger, Vibey, Washy
Instruments:
808 Bass, 808 Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
140
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Out My Way
OUT MY WAY (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Bet you didn't know
I could beat you at your own game
Now you know
Now you know
Bet you didn't know
I was out for kill
But I kept you close
And they all know
PRE-CHORUS
I'm not the type you can f*** with, baby
I'm the kind to leave you heartless, maybe
You learned your lesson cause
I play for keeps, move with ease
And if you think I'm missing you
Baby please...
CHORUS
Get out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Out my way
Get out my way
You always want it your way
(You can have your way)
You always want it your way
(I'mma go my way)
VERSE 2
Sleeping in your arms
Had me in your palm
But yeah I know
Yeah I know
Sipping white wine
Blissful baby & I
Got too close
Now I know
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I hope I haunt you
I hope the memory of me and us exhausts you
Boy just get your dirty laundry now and get out
You want your way so show yourself the way down and out
Right now
CHORUS
__________________________
OUT MY WAY (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Bet you didn't know
I could beat you at your own game
Now you know
Now you know
Bet you didn't know
I was out for kill
But I kept you close
And they all know
PRE-CHORUS
I'm not the type you can fuck with, baby
I'm the kind to leave you heartless, maybe
You learned your lesson cause
I play for keeps, move with ease
And if you think I'm missing you
Baby please...
CHORUS
Get out my way
Out my way (6X)
Get out my way
You always want it your way
(You can have your way)
You always want it your way
(I'mma go my way)
VERSE 2
Sleeping in your arms
Had me in your palm
But yeah I know
Yeah I know
Sipping white wine
Blissful baby and I
Got too close
Now I know
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I hope I haunt you
I hope the memory of me and us exhausts you
Boy just get your dirty laundry now and get out
You want your way so show yourself the way down and out
Right now
CHORUS
Good Time To Be A Woman
Artist(s): Brit Frisco
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Writer(s):
Diona F Devincenzi (ASCAP) 50% / Paul Robert Cufflin (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Funk, Instrumental, Neo Soul, Retro Soul, Soul
Keywords:
Attitude, Bad Ass, Celebration, Celebratory, Confident, Dynamic, Empowered, Exciting, Female Empowerment, Female Experience, Funky, Girl Power, Gritty, Groovy, Inspiring, Motivational, Optimistic, Positive, Powerful, Proud, Rising Above, Sassy, Self Acceptance, Self Confidence, Spunky, Swagger, Throwback Sound
Instruments:
Bass, Clavinet, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hammond Organ, Tambourine
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
100
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Good Time To Be A Woman
GOOD TIME TO BE A WOMAN
VERSE 1
Shades on, head high
On my throne
In my stride
I finally got her back
That girl that I used to know
That one that took no crap
Didn't need a man no thanks
With my girls, my tribe
Steppin' out, queen style
No, it ain't like the past
It's never going back
Sisters are changing that
She wolves we're still a pack
CHORUS
And I'm feeling so good
And I'm feeling so fine
Cuz I'm doing my thing
And I'm living my life
I thank my mother
And the others
For what they sacrificed
It was harder then
But this is a good time
REFRAIN
Good time to be a woman
VERSE 2
I own my soul
I'm all me, pure gold
Sometimes it takes a while
Until you find your worth
Life can knock you down
So just brush off the dirt
CHORUS
REFRAIN (3X)
BRIDGE (4X)
This is a good time to be a woman
CHORUS
REFRAIN (4X)
OUTRO
Good time to be a woman
It's a good, good time
This is a good time to be a woman
It's a good, good time
This is a good time to be a woman
It's a good, good time
This is a good time to be a woman
Let Me Take Control
Artist(s): Kali J
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Writer(s):
Kali Janette Arnott (ASCAP) 50% / Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative R&B, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Neo Soul, Urban Alternative, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Bouncy, Confidence, Control, Crush, D.C., Dance, Desire, Driving, Empowered, Energetic, Exciting, Female Empowerment, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Good Time, Hey Violet, Jazzy, Percussive, Playful, Swagger, Upbeat, Vibe, Vibey
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboards, Percussion, Piano, Strings
BPM:
99
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let Me Take Control
Ok listen up I'll tell you how I feel
But watch out it's coming out of left field
And hang tight I'm about to get real real
All of these emotions been nipping at my heels
I'll tell you something that you don't know
Take it real fast or take it real slow (I)
I don't believe it, until I see it
Right before my eyes (yeah yeah yeah)
Chorus:
Let me take control
Oh nah nah nah
Watch me steal the show
Oh nah nah nah
Oh oh, oh nah nah nah
Oh oh, oh nah nah nah
I don't rush no I'll be taking my time
But play your cards right and we'll be just fine
Ooh babe guess you've been reading my mind
But open up my heart and you just might find
I just wanna feel the way I'm feeling here tonight
Tell me am I crazy do I see it in your eyes
Cause I just wanna feel the way I'm feeling here tonight can't let this go
Gratitude
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Urban Pop
Keywords:
Anniversary, Attraction, Catwalk, Celebration, Classic, Confident, Cool, Crush, Dance Floor, Danceable, Desire, Encouragement, Energy, Excitement, Falling In Love, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Grateful, Groove, Light, Party, Playful, Positive, Relationships, Retro Feel, Sexual, Sexy, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Rhodes Electric Piano, Synths
BPM:
110
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gratitude
GRATITUDE
CHORUS
Gratitude
Baby I'm so grateful just to dance with you
Diggin' on your style your dress your attitude
Thinkin' one more song and we'll be in the mood
Baby I'm so grateful I found you
VERSE 1
This groove has got me in my zone
I think I found the one I'm taking home
I don't think you even know how ya got me feelin'
I'm like a king in his throne
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Lettin' the night wash over us
By the break of morning we'll be so in love
I don't know where you came from but it's got me thinking
That you were sent from above
The Best Thing
Artist(s): Sharlotte Gibson
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Writer(s):
Freddy Scott (ASCAP) 50% / Sharlotte Gibson (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1960s, 1970s, Female Vocal, Funk, Instrumental, Motown, Pop, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bluesy, Confident, Dance, Detroit, Excitement, Feel Good, Fun, Funky, Motown Sound, Party, Powerful, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Hammond Organ, Horns
BPM:
83
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Best Thing
The Best Thing
There's a whole lotta guys,
Comin round my way talkin' sweet to me
What they don't know
Is I got me a man knocks me off my feet
There aint a man
Who can do all the things you do to me
Ya Make me feel so good
I ain't gonna let you go
Oh Baby you're the best thing
I know I found true love when ya looked in my eyes
You give me good lovin
and that's the reason why
Boy I aint gonna let you pass me by.
Baby you're the best thing
All the girls
See me smilin and they know its true
They can tell what a treasure of love that I found in you
You give to me
everything I need and boy I like it
oh yeah I like it
Boy I'm so in love
I never wanna let you go
no no no no Baby you're the best thing
CHORUS again. Vamp out.
Thief
Artist(s): Moxey
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Writer(s):
Axel Bauer (BMI) 50% / Nicholas Charles Moxsom (PRS) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Instrumental, Male Vocal, Neo Soul, Nu-Funk, Retro Soul, Soul
Keywords:
Attitude, Cheating, Confidence, Danceable, Defiant, Disappointment, Dishonest, Empowered, Energetic, Exciting, Funky, Heartbreak, Hurt, Independence, Leave Behind, Lies, Looking Back, Moving On, Peppy, Powerful, Relationship ending, Sassy, Self Assured, Soulful, Strong, Upbeat
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Horns
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Thief
THIEF
VERSE 1
Well, I used to be strong
Before you came along
But you worked on my weakness
I started doubting myself
VERSE 2
It took a long time
For me to turn things around
But now I'm back on my feet again
And there's something you should know
PRE-CHORUS 1
You've made me stronger
Than I was before
I used to adore ya, oh yeah
But not any more
CHORUS 1
You're a thief
You tried to steal my love
You're a thief
And you almost broke my heart
VERSE 3
Well, I'm tired of all the lying
Pretending that you care for me
Cos now I know
That it's all about you
PRE-CHORUS 2
You've made me braver
Than I've ever been
I used to crave ya, oh yeah
But now I'm good on the inside
CHORUS 2
You're a thief
You tried to steal my love
You're a thief
You tried to make me fall for you
You're a thief
And you almost broke
You almost broke my heart
BRIDGE
Thief
You're a heart stealer
CHORUS 3
You're a thief
You tried to steal my love
You're a thief
You tried to make me fall for you
You're a thief
You almost broke my heart
You're a thief
Porsche
Artist(s): Fancy (feat. Brit Fox)
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Writer(s):
Ashley J Davis (BMI) 50% / Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bad Bitch, Cars, Confident, Dancing, Drinking, Empowering, Female Empowerment, Fierce, Fiery, Flaunting, Flossy, Hustlin', Hustling, Independent, Late Nght, Luxury, Money, Night Club, Power, Provocative, Rousing, Seductive, Sexual, Slick, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Stylish, Swagger
Instruments:
808 Bass, Bells, Drums, Organ, SFX, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Porsche
PORSCHE (Clean)
CHORUS
Throw your hands up in the air and
Swing your hips back and forth
Bend it over bust it down and
Make that n***a throw a Porsche
Make that n***a throw a Porsche
Make that n***a throw a Porsche
Bend it over bust it down and
Make that n***a throw a Porsche
VERSE 1
This one for my girls who be working that pole
Take it to the top, pop a split down low,
Shaking that ass for them dividends,
You rocking all the latest trends
I see you keep working, shake that ass
Don't stop twerking, n****s get slick
Got a couple n****s lurking,
Guns on they hips like a military sergeants
And they screaming f**k you pay me,
Getting money, do this daily and
You hating a*s hoes don't phase me
Because it's ya man who pays me
He watch me drop it low and
Shake that ass down to the flo,
He giving me all his mothaf****n dough, and
He always coming back for no more
Aye we putting down payments on a Porsche or Ferrari,
Giving no f***s no sorrys
In V.I.P. so wavy and gnarly,
With a bad b*tch named Ari
Popping big bottles that's what we do,
How the f**k you feeling, we don't have a clue, or
Better yet we don't care
Race me to the money I'll beat you there!
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Shake it like you make him wanna put a ring on it
Make him throw whatever he would actually spend on it
Got him standing at attention, he my mothaf****n soldier and
I keep him up and running like a morning cup of Folgers
Watch me break it down, these n****s love the way I do my dance and
If you wanna conversation n***a better to have them bands
Cuz money is the code that we live by,
Seaside eating shrimp and ribeyes
Diamonds on our fingernails and neck and wrist as well
We fresh just like we've been baptized
Getting big money, put it in all caps,
Hair platinum blonde, like Halle berry on baps,
Swear to god imma put my city on the map,
You give me any beat and I swear I'll snap!
I got it these b*****s know I locked up the game, ain't no doubt about it and
All these n****s that around me, ain't no guessing they all solid
A b***h real bad, got all these n****s eyes popping out they sockets
I'm blasting off into the sky, call me Ms. Johnny Rocket!
CHORUS (2X)
_____________________________________
PORSCHE (Explicit)
CHORUS (2X)
Throw your hands up in the air and
Swing your hips back and forth
Bend it over bust it down and
Make that nigga throw a Porsche
Make that nigga throw a Porsche
Make that nigga throw a Porsche
Bend it over bust it down and
Make that nigga throw a Porsche
VERSE 1
This one for my girls who be working that pole
Take it to the top, pop a split down low,
Shaking that ass for them dividends,
You rocking all the latest trends
I see you keep working, shake that ass
Don't stop twerking, niggas get slick
Got a couple niggas lurking,
Guns on they hips like a military sergeant
And they screaming fuck you pay me,
Getting money, do this daily and
You hating ass hoes don't phase me
Because it's ya man who pays me
He watch me drop it low and
Shake that ass down to the flo,
He giving me all his mothafuckin dough, and
He always coming back for more
Aye, we putting down payments on a Porsche or Ferrari,
Giving no fucks no sorrys
In V.I.P. so wavy and gnarly,
With a bad bitch named Ari
Popping big bottles that's what we do,
How the fuck you feeling, we don't have a clue, or
Better yet we don't care
Race me to the money I'll beat you there!
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 2
Shake it like you make him wanna put a ring on it
Make him throw whatever he would actually spend on it
Got him standing at attention, he my mothafuckin soldier and
I keep him up and running like a morning cup of Folgers
Watch me break it down, these niggas love the way I do my dance and
If you wanna conversation nigga better to have them bands
Cuz money is the code that we live by,
Seaside eating shrimp and ribeyes
Diamonds on our fingernails and neck and wrist as well
We fresh just like we've been baptized
Getting big money, put it in all caps,
Hair platinum blonde, like Halle berry on baps,
Swear to god imma put my city on the map,
You give me any beat and I swear I'll snap!
I got it these bitches know I locked up the game, ain't no doubt about it and
All these niggas that around me, ain't no guessing they all solid
A bitch real bad, got all these niggas eyes popping out they sockets
I'm blasting off into the sky, call me Ms. Johnny Rocket!
CHORUS (2X)
Clean Version
CHORUS
Throw your hands up in the air and swing your hips back and forth
Bend it over bust it down and make
that n*gga throw a Porsche
Make that n*gga throw a Porsche
Make that n*gga throw a Porsche
Bend it over bust it down and make
that n*gga throw a Porsche
This one for my girls who be working that pole
Take it to the top, pop a split down low, shaking that ass for them dividends, you rocking all the latest trends I see you
Keep working, shake that ass don't stop twerking, n*ggas get slick
Got a couple n*ggas lurking, guns on they hips like a military sergeants
And they screaming f*ck you pay me, Getting money, do this daily and you hating *ss hoes don't phase me because it's ya man who pays me
He watch me drop it low and shake that ass down to the flo, he giving me all his mothaf*ckin dough, and he always coming back for no more Aye
We putting down payments on a Porsche or Ferrari, giving no f*cks no sorrys
In V.I.P. So
Wavy and gnarly, with a bad b*tch named Ari
Popping big bottles that's what we do, How the f*ck you feeling, we don't have a clue, or better yet we don't care
Race me to the money I'll beat you there!
CHORUS
Throw your hands up in the air and swing your hips back and forth
Bend it over bust it down and make
that n*gga throw a Porsche
Make that n*gga throw a Porsche
Make that n*gga throw a Porsche
Bend it over bust it down and make
that n*gga throw a Porsche
Shake it like you make him wanna put a ring on it
Make him throw whatever he would actually spend on it
Got him standing at attention, he my mothaf*ckin soldier and I keep him up and running like a morning cup of folgers
Watch me break it down, these n*ggas love the way I do my dance and if you wanna conversation
N*gga better to have them bands
Cuz money is the code that we live by, seaside eating shrimp and ribeyes
Diamonds on our fingernails and neck and wrist as well
We fresh just like we've been baptized
Getting big money, put it in all caps, hair platinum blonde, like Halle berry on baps, Swear to god imma put my city on the map, you give me any beat and I swear I'll snap!
I got it these b*txhes know I locked up the game, ain't no doubt about it and
All these n*ggas that around me, ain't no guessing they all solid
A b*tch real bad, got all these n*ggas eyes popping out they sockets
I'm blasting off into the sky, call me ms. Johnny rocket!
CHORUS
Throw your hands up in the air and swing your hips back and forth
Bend it over bust it down and make
that n*gga throw a Porsche
Make that n*gga throw a Porsche
Make that n*gga throw a Porsche
Bend it over bust it down and make
that n*gga throw a Porsche
One Two
Artist(s): ACwavyy
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Writer(s):
Alexander Edward Cassano (BMI) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Against the Odds, Aggressive, Angry, Attitude, Ballers, Ballin', Boss, Champion, Cocky, Combat, Coming Up, Competition, Confident, Cool, Dedication, Determination, Determined, Epic, Fight Back, Fighting Enemies, Game, Hustle, Overcoming, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Struggle, Perseverance, Positive Attitude, Pumped Up, Rising Above, Self Confidence, Sports, Swagger, Triumphant, Upbeat, Victorious, Winning
Instruments:
808 Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Bass, Flute, Synth, Violins
Year Recorded:
2021
BPM:
87
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
One Two
ONE TWO
INTRO
Drop it
CHORUS
On a roll Ima go til they drop me (Ima go)
The life we livin' like a program and they watching (the life we livin')
Toe to toe I don't fold for nobody (toe to toe)
My heart is frozen chasing goals we playin hockey (my heart is frozen)
One two bodies hit the ground
One two gotta get it now
One two gotta fight it til the finish
We gone always follow thru and hit like
Lightning in the ending
Hit like lightning
VERSE 1
We throwing punches in bunches
Said that I'ma give it to you know you don't want it
Everybody know I came from nothing to something
Put a little time in Money come in abundance
So ain't no frontin'
You know we got the blueprint we doing it wit a strategy
We shootin' for the moon but I root for the people after me
doing what we do ain't no losing We seen some tragedy
When we got into it they threw everything they had at me
PRE-CHORUS 1
I don't back down I stand up and fight it (2X)
Get the lighter stand on up n ignite it
So bring the fire raise it up when the night hit
You see we strikin'!
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Drop another bomb Ima problem don't even detonate
Kaboom
Me n the crew just stepped in the room
Hit whoever's left soon as they mess up n move
Losing all direction but got perfectionist views
On the road to the riches I get it I hit a bump or two
All these people keep jabbing at me I ain't know what to do
Came up they ain't laughing I'm happy and I been comfortable
Started in the back n my passion put me in front of you
PRE-CHORUS 2
One direction we ain't slowing it down
Karma catchin' up it's going around
Whoever stepping up we throwing em out
Applyin' pressure so they know what we about
CHORUS (2X)
Coming Back
Artist(s): Cash C. (feat. Edoe)
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Writer(s):
Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 50% / Charizma Shardayne Denise Upshaw (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Anger, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Badass, Bold, Boss, Bravado, Confident, Confrontational, Dark, Defiant, Determined, Drive, Drugs, Edgy, Flaunting, Gangster, Guns, Late Nght, Money, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Obstacles, Overcoming Struggle, Power, Proud, Sex, Streets, Success, Tough
Instruments:
808 Bass, Bells, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
150
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Coming Back
COMING BACK (CLEAN)
INTRO
Yea yea yea, yea
They ain't know
They ain't know
CHORUS
They ain't know how I was coming
When I pulled up in a new whip
Hey, yea I got a new b***h
And I hopped out with some new drip
VERSE 1
I know these b*****s gon have a trip
They gon wanna taste this tea I'm spilling
Every step I take
They like you need to take a break
You going to fast on this tape
I know these b*****s can't relate
How I be dripping like a lake
It's crazy how n****s a turn on me
When loyalty don't cost a thing
I clearly see b*****s ain't riding for me
N****s ain't dying for me
I gotta be
In my own zone now, on my own now
F**k the police yea I'm gone now
And I been crying for weeks but nobody gave me no tissue
That's why I keep rolling up to blow away these issues
This b***h keep calling talkin 'bout I got a bad attitude
B***h get off my line go ahead and call your dude
Not tryna be rude but nobody get s**t from me
Nobody getting a dime
Nobody made up this rhyme
Man I'm done wasting time
Imma stay on my grind
Yea I'm heading for the top
Nobody stealing my spot
I got this s**t on lock lock lock
CHORUS 2
I know you got a n***a tell me something I don't know
Let me know if Imma f**k or not cause I got to go
Every time you get around your friends you think that they don't know
They can see it in your face that we be f*****g on the low
I came from nothing, I ain't have no bed sleeping on the floor
I was robbing I was selling drugs, tired of being broke
Know some b*****s wish I never met, wish I never spoke
Know some n****s wish I never met, wish I never spoke
VERSE 2
If I ever shot a n***a block I'm coming back
Turn this b***h around I'm hopping n*gga where you at
I got a nine millimeter with a thirty on my lap
Bout to make my family proud stacking pennies Kyla Pratt
Got some killers that will shot for me that's if I ask
If you run then that n***a done shot him in the back
And you know we coming black and white like sister act
Two twin glocks, one of the Cody one of the Zack
My brother he my brother I know my brother gon shot for me
Never trust a b***h cause I know what that b*tch a do to me
Right is right, wrong is wrong, only when you using me
Play me then I cut you off that what happens usually
My n***a Imma hop up in that pussy Imma dive it
Jackie Robinson you know Imma slide in it
Get rich or die trying, Imma die with it
You the main so don't worry about no side b*tches
CHORUS 2
BRIDGE
Into that new s**t
Lit like my waist
Everytime I leave she having a fit
Man I got these n****s pissed
Wishing they can flow like this
Wishing they can flow like this
Making hits after hits
To left and right Muhammad Ali in this b***h
Man it's looking tight for anybody that try to compete
Might as well step aside, yea
Y'all might as well step aside
Yeaa
CHORUS 1
______________________________________
COMING BACK (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
Yea yea yea, yea
They ain't know
They ain't know
CHORUS 1
They ain't know how I was coming
When I pulled up in a new whip
Hey, yea I got a new bitch
And I hopped out with some new drip
VERSE 1
I know these bitches gon have a trip
They gon wanna taste this tea I'm spilling
Every step I take
They like you need to take a break
You going to fast on the tape
I know these bitches can't relate
How I be dripping like a lake
It's crazy how niggas still turn on me
When loyalty don't cost a thing
I clearly see bitches ain't riding for me
Niggas ain't dying for me
I gotta be
In my own zone now, on my own now
Fuck the police yea I'm gone now
And I been crying for weeks but nobody gave me no tissue
That's why I keep rolling up to blow away these issues
This bitch keep calling talkin 'bout I got a bad attitude
Bitch get off my line go ahead and call your dude
Not tryna be rude but nobody get shit from me
Nobody getting a dime
Nobody made up this rhyme
Man I'm done wasting time
Imma stay on my grind
Yea I'm heading for the top
Nobody stealing my spot
I got this shit on lock lock lock lock
CHORUS 2
I know you got a nigga tell me something I don't know
Let me know if Imma fuck or not because I got to go
Every time you get around your friends you think that they don't know
They can see it in your face that we be fucking on the low
I came from nothing, I ain't have no bed sleeping on the floor
I was robbing I was selling drugs, tired of being broke
Know some bitches wish I never met, wish I never spoke
Know some niggas wish I never met, wish I never spoke
VERSE 2
If I ever shot a nigga block I'm coming back
Turn this bitch around I'm hopping out nigga where you at
I got a nine millimeter with a thirty on my lap
Bout to make my family proud stacking pennies Kyla Pratt
Got some killers that will shot for me that's if I ask
If you run then that nigga done shoot him in the back
And you know we coming black and white like sister act
Two twin glocks, one of the Cody one of the Zack
My brother he my brother I know my brother gon shoot for me
Never trust a bitch cause I know what that bitch a do to me
Right is right, wrong is wrong, only when you using me
Play me then I cut you off that what happens usually
My nigga Imma hop up in that pussy Imma dive it
Jackie Robinson you know Imma slide in it
Get rich or die trying, Imma die with it
You the main so don't worry about no side bitches
CHORUS 2
BRIDGE
Into that new shit
Lit like my waist
Everytime I leave she having a fit
Man I got these niggas pissed
Wishing they can flow like this
Wishing they can flow like this
Making hits after hits
To left and right Muhammad Ali in this bitch
Man it's looking tight for anybody that try to compete
Might as well step aside, yea
Y'all might as well step aside
Yeaa
CHORUS 1
Making Moves
Artist(s): LueMega
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Writer(s):
Jessica S. Ekundare (BMI) 50% / Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance Pop, EDM, Electro Pop, Female Vocal, Instrumental
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Bounce, Cat Walk, Cocky, Confident, Dance Party, Driving Beat, Encouraging, Energetic, Exciting, Fashion Show, Female Empowerment, Flossing, Hyped Up, Independent, Inspiring, Jumpy, Lively, Money, Motivational, Percussive, Promo, Pulsing, Pumped Up, Showing Off, Strutting, Success, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Unique
Instruments:
Electronic Drums, Electronic Percussion, Synth Bass
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
123
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Making Moves
MAKING MOVES
VERSE 1
Ain't nobody safe
Everybody's bait
Peel another other layer
Add another hater
Get out my face
Tell 'em not today
And I never engage
In what they say
I'm never phased
I'm blocking it
I'm confident
I'm barging in
No bargaining
They blogging it
I'm targeted
I'm hard to get
I put mileage in
Clearly I go where I wanna
Investing my dollars
I'm changing the game
I never shouted scout's honor
I been round the corner
Don't get in my way
I'm
CHORUS
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
I'm making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
Making moves
I'm making moves
VERSE 2
Where's your stamina?
Getting harder to carry your banner
Gotta man up
Forget minding your manners
Really don't care what they think I'm about
Wear my red halo and stick my tongue out
They keep on Judging
But I am not budging
No I'll never change
I am one of a kind
And Their lies I won't deny
Got no time to justify
I am way too occupied
With life
Subscribe
To my channel
Just to write
Bad comments
And dislike
Who are they to surmise
They hate the fact I'm
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Hottie-ottie-ya-ya
Body-ody fire
Money I acquire
Got what they desire
Hate all the time
Morning, noon, and night
TryIng to dull my shine
But I'm certified
CHORUS
Lasso (Like A Rodeo)
Artist(s): 10 (feat. Brit Fox)
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Writer(s):
Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 34% / Daniel William Gong (ASCAP) 33% / Demetrius Dwane Jr Jones (BMI) 33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 67% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Bad Bitch, Boss, Bounce, Cocky, Cool, Danceable, Erotic, Flirty, Gangsta, Gangsters, Hood, Lit, Lust, Nasty, Naughty, Night Club, Party, Raunchy, Risque, Seduction, Sexual, Sexy, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper, Swagga, Swagger, Temptation, Turnt
Instruments:
808 Bass, Bells, Brass, Cello, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Synth, Triangle
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
103
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Lasso (Like A Rodeo)
LASSO (LIKE A RODEO) (CLEAN)
CHORUS 1
Bounce that a*s in the
Bounce that a*s in the
Bounce that a*s
In the air
Bounce that a*s in the
Bounce that a*s in the
Bounce that a*s
Everywhere where
CHORUS 2
Shawty in the club showing off
All of her moves
So when we in the room girl
What you gon' do,
Shawty trynna slide wit the gang
Wit the crew
Cause shawty know we doin just
What we want too!
Ain't messing wit no lame n****s
Nah that s**t is through
Cause shawty she too fire
For n****s too handle
Shawty'll show out on a lame n***a
Put some respect down on her name n***a!
VERSE 1
Shawty down for the hustle
Won't take no s**t
She mess wit h**s most of the time
But she still take d**k,
We in the room like come and get me
She like tag you's it
She bust that p***y all on my face
Like she poppin' a zit!
She heard my music from the club
And she was loving my s**t
She said I got the type of sound
That she can pop it and s**t,
And she got friends and I'm like
Tell them h**s what's poppin' and s**t
Cause I got n****s or stamina
Like what's poppin and s**t!
I break it down on the beat
So now she dropping it low
Left check right check
Ooo which way you gone go?
It's like she throwing mixed signals
When she working it whoa
Cause she say f**k me like she hate me
She be loving it tho!
Lil b***h she nuts
I call her sandy checks
But d**n that girl a freak,
She like to dress up when she visit me
It's who she meant to be
My Life a movie she my favorite scene
Like d**n I can't believe
I gotta go back and get shawty on my team!
Like....
CHORUS 3
A*s in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last h*e
(so when we in the room girl
What u gone do?)
A*s in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last h*e
(cause shawty know we doin' just
What we want too!)
A*s in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last h*e
(Cause shawty she too fire
For n****s too handle)
A*s in the air like a rodeo
(Shawty'll show out on a lame n***a)
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last h*e
CHORUS 2
BRIDGE
Tell her bounce that a*s until she can't no more
Tell her go and do it big til she get cramps in her soles
Shawty down for the hustle g*****n she the GOAT
And compared to all her friends g*****n she cold
Shawty dressed for the occasion drops some hints like it's been raining
And if it's an altercation got a 30 she'll be blazing
If she throw it at me tell her I'm catch 'em like we saving
From the dash to the pad now we smash now we lazy, oh
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 4 (2X)
A*s in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last h*e
___________________________________________________
LASSO (LIKE A RODEO) (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS 1
Bounce that ass in the
Bounce that ass in the
Bounce that ass
In the air
Bounce that ass in the
Bounce that ass in the
Bounce that ass
Everywhere where
CHORUS 2
Shawty In the club showing off
All of her moves
So when we in the room girl
What you gon' do,
Shawty trynna slide wit the gang
Wit the crew
Cause shawty know we doin just
What we want too!
Ain't messing wit no lame niggas
Nah that shit is through
Cause shawty she too fire
For niggas too handle
Shawty'll show out on a lame nigga
Put some respect down on her name nigga!
VERSE 1
Shawty down for the hustle
Won't take no shit
She mess wit hoes most of the time
But she still take dick,
We in the room like come and get me
She like tag you's it
She bust that pussy all on my face
Like she poppin' a zit!
She heard my music from the club
And she was loving my shit
She said I got the type of sound
That she can pop it and shit,
And she got friends and I'm like
Tell them hoes what's poppin' and shit
Cause I got niggas or stamina
Like what's poppin and shit!
I break it down on the beat
So now she dropping it low
Left check right check
Ooo which way you gone go?
It's like she throwing mixed signals
When she working it whoa
Cause she say fuck me like she hate me
She be loving it tho!
Lil bitch she nuts
I call her sandy checks
But damn that girl a freak,
She like to dress up when she visit me
It's who she meant to be
My Life a movie she my favorite scene
Like damn I can't believe
I gotta go back and get shawty on my team!
Like....
CHORUS 3
Ass in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last hoe
(so when we in the room girl
What u gone do?)
Ass in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last hoe
(cause shawty know we doin' just
What we want too!)
Ass in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last hoe
(Cause shawty she too fire
For niggas too handle)
Ass in the air like a rodeo
(Shawty'll show out on a lame nigga)
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last hoe
CHORUS 2
BRIDGE
Tell her bounce that ass until she can't no more
Tell her go and do it big til she get cramps in her soles
Shawty down for the hustle goddamn she the GOAT
And compared to all her friends goddamn she cold
Shawty dressed for the occasion drops some hints like it's been raining
And if it's an altercation got a 30 she'll be blazing
If she throw it at me tell her I'm catch 'em like we saving
From the dash to the pad now we smash now we lazy, oh
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 4 (2X)
Ass in the air like a rodeo
Left right fast slow
Still move it better than your last hoe
Land Of The Gritty
Artist(s): Boom Doggottie
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Writer(s):
Cleo Michael Page (ASCAP) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Achievement, Aggressive, Attitude, Badass, Ballers, Ballin', Boss, Champion, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Cool, Driven, Edgy, Epic, Football, Game On, Gritty, Hustle, Hustlin', Inspiration, Motivation, Never Give Up, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Powerful, Pressure, Pumped Up, Rising Above, Self Confidence, Sports, Strong, Success, Swagga, Swagger, Tough, Victory, Winning Spirit
Instruments:
Cello, Drums, Electronic Drums, Horns, Snare Drum, Synth, Synth Bass, Theremin, Tubular Bells, Violin
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
118
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Land Of The Gritty
LAND OF THE GRITTY
INTRO
Ya'll don't get it, no, this is our house
we ain't playin no games
VERSE 1
Been down counted all of my blessings,
life lessons game on still stressing.
No guessing never let them see you sweat man,
my depression smiles my confession.
Daily testing I'm flexing my muscle
for the win no in I hustle,
grind hard take a loss what's that
bases loaded, two strikes, swinging my bat.
Boom ping ting run & tell that,
Winner's Circle gritty whole team on my back.
We can't lose, chant that chant, we can't lose, chant that chant,
we can't lose, yep bet that.
(We can't lose, chant that chant, we can't lose, chant that chant,
we can't lose, yep bet that)
All black, game fact, off track,
we own and y'all wack, team Spirit! Get 'em
CHORUS (2X)
Welcome to the land of the gritty
This is my house we're shuttin them all down
This is my house we're shuttin them all down
This is my house we're shuttin them all down
Welcome to the land of the gritty
Showing suckers no pity
Showing suckers no pity
Showing suckers no pity
VERSE 2
Break my focus, eyes on the prize,
competitors fear they see no lies in my eyes.
Me try know I do, wall up, wall down, run through, ka boom!
Look who stepped in the room,
MVP everybody know me,
highest points scored on every cellphone screen,
nothing but the T-O-P for me.
I, Hi-5 oh, so live, my stride, I glide, slip slide,
run, dive, collide, four more yards till the touchdown line.
Defense up, they're all fence off,
God I hit him hard they playing too soft,
we playing football, man I think they playing golf
we can't lose while I walk my walk.
CHORUS (2X)
BRIDGE
Welcome to the Jungle I'm a panther not a kitty,
only one rule here survival of the gritty.
See that on my back whole damn city,
we can't lose, no time for the tripping.
Squeezing, flexing, fingertips gripping,
drool and sweat is the only thing dripping,
this is my house, ya'll need my permission
My rules, there he go boys get 'em!
Ya'll don't get it
y'all came to lose we came to win,
cuz this here this is our house
and we ain't playing no games
CHORUS (2X)
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