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Insecurity

I am an adult
Childish, but no longer young
I dispense advise to others how to act
 
I am eccentric
I won't go outside, I hate to cook
I love LT and hate Facebook
 
I'm a contradiction
By now I should know I'm good at my job
But often for the compliments I shop
 
I'm a rebel
I don't adhere to the rules that don't make sense
I don't respect false believers like Mike Pence
 
I'm confident
Consistent in my views, which are of course correct...
I am not about to let bigotry to slither by unchecked
 
I'm resolute
Tenacious to fight the inevitable effects of time
Unwavering that good shall evil overcome
 
I am confused
Why do I check your likes and thanks
I'd rather you share what you think of the content
 

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That's how you know

[Verse 1: Nico]
You were big city living; girlfriend like Eva Mendes
Until your side chick called you up
Saying that she might be pregnant
Now you're alone and crying; inside, you're slowly dying
'Cause Magic Mike just got your key
 
[Chorus: Nico & Vinz]
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
 
[Verse 2: Bebe Rexha]
Bebe
You were the man in college; got a degree in awesome
And had more zeroes in your bank than all the Matrix coding
Now you're in your mama's basement
'Cause you spend every paycheck
The IRS your new best friend
 
[Chorus: Nico & Vinz & Bebe Rexha]
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
 
[Verse 3: Vinz]
Ha, oh
You had it going for you; moved out to California
Got lost in money, drugs, and women; now for all your dollars
Now Nico's unemployed and Vinz's love for coke destroyed him
So now we back in Norway
 
[Chorus: Nico & Vinz]
That's how we know we fucked up
That's how we know we fucked up (oh no!)
That's how we know we fucked up (hey)
That's how we know we fucked up
Fucked up, fucked up
 
[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Uh, yeah, Kid Ink
You used to be the big spender, grabbing the check every dinner
Showing out to your girlfriend's best friends
Just so they could wish they was with you (wait)
You ain't wanna hit the club but the pressure
Got you out trying to get a table and a picture
Everybody Snapchat pictures
But ain't nobody trying to drive on the liquor, nah nah
I been getting so twisted, tie-dye, bye-bye
Think we should leave after I pay
But you forgot to save cash for the valet, wait, nah nah
 
[Chorus: Nico & Vinz (Bebe Rexha)]
That's how you know you fucked up (that's how you know)
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up (that's how you know)
That's how you know you fucked up (that's how you know)
That's how you know you fucked up
(That's how you know you fucked up, you fucked up)
That's how you know you fucked up
(Yeah yeah yeah, that's how you know you fucked up, you fucked up)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
 

Vande Mataram Lyrics - India’s Most Wanted

Juto ke phite bandh kar
Kandho pe baste laad kar
Tukdi hum beparwaho ki
Chal padne ko taiyaar hai
 
Kat’ti hai aapni neend se
Jimmedari se pyaar hai
Marne se na katraate hai
Dar jaane se inkaar hai
 
Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram
Khaayi hai teri hifazat ki kasham
Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram
Dekhe kitna tere dushman mein hai dum
 
Na koi shabasi, na koi taali
Duty pe kat’ti hai Eid aur Diwali
Jo kam lene ke badle milti hai
Ghar pe roothi roothi si gharwali, gharwali
 
Gharwaali ka dil tod kar
Girhasthi piche chhod kar
Paltan hum jaise baajo ki
(Baajo ki)
Phir udne ko taiyaar hai
(Udne ko taiyaar hai)
 
Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram
Khaayi hai teri hifazat ki kasham
Vande Mataram
Vande Mataram
Dekhe kitna tere dushman mein hai dum
 
Vande-Vande Mataram
 

Beibs in the trap

[Intro: NAV]
That coca

[Hook: NAV]
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in, make it sweeter
Versace my clothes, I'm with a white ho
And she snorting three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon' leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there's shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I'ma get more
Yeah I'ma get more
Bitch close the door, there's shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I'ma get more
Yeah I'ma get more

[Verse 1: NAV]
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin' on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons?
Bitch looking for a phone, I ain't seen it
Told Frost bring the water, no Fiji
Free Stix, I'm poured up and I'm leanin'
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
'Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked all my bros, she's snorting the snow (that coca)
Now she's touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door, we gon' get locked for sure
She said she want more
Fuck it, I'ma get more

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night (yeah!)
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy
Help me, pelase
Beast, beast it (yeah!)
Bite me, ride me (yeah!) strike me, indict me
Sniper, swiper, rapper, trapper (yeah, yeah)
I'm lit, lightning, white bitch (bitch), she thick
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy Girls got it popping, AOD got it popping (yeah, yeah)
Tryna' text my accountant
Ain't no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won't you come to the bottom?
Know you heard a lot about 'em (yeah!)
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring (yeah, yeah)
I watched them take that, then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

[Hook: NAV]
I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in, make it sweeter
Versace my clothes, I'm with a white ho
And she snorting three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch rolling on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I'ma get more
Yeah I'ma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I'ma get more
Yeah I'ma get more
Ooh

Bend Down Low

Bend down low,
Let me tell you what I know, yeah
Bend down low,
Let me tell you what I know, yeah
 
Oh! Fisherman row, to reap what you sow
Oh, tell you all I know
You've got to let me go now
And all you've got to do
 
Bend down low,
Let me tell you what I know, yeah
Bend down low,
Let me tell you what I know now
 
You keep on knockin', but you can't come in
I get to understand you been livin' in sin
But walk right in, woman, sit right down
I will keep on lovin' you, I play the clown
 
Bend down low,
Let me tell you what I know, yeah
Bend down low,
Let me tell you what I know now
 
You keep on knockin', but you can't come in
I get to understand you been livin' in sin
But if you love me, woman, walk right in
I've got a notch for your safety-pin
But bend down low, let me tell you what I know, yeah
Bend down low..