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What I Got

[Verse 1]
Early in the mornin', risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet
Got to find the reason, reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a motherfuckin' riot
 
Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got
'Cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never start no static, I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a ti-ti-ti-tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity-ty-ty-ty
Love is what I got, it's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you're bound to get what you deserve
Try and test that, you're bound to get served
Love's what I got, don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
 
[Chorus]
Lovin' is what I got
I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got
And remember that
Lovin' is what I got
I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got
I got, I got, I got
 
[Verse 2]
Why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin'; it's all the same
Living with Louie Dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me
 
[Chorus]
Lovin' is what I got
I said, remember that
Lovin' is what I got
And remember that
Lovin' is what I got
I said remember that
Lovin' is what I got
(I got, I got, I got)
 

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Lonely

Is everybody lonely?
Is everybody scared?
Is everybody worried
That no one really cares
 
See I’m afraid to love but afraid to be alone
Still I wonder why my heart is always broke
what a way to live, let the fear take all control
This ain’t life, no
I’m not alive
 
Are we all the same
Looking for love, looking for love
Are we all in chains
Trying to be enough, be enough
 
Trying to write my perfect story
I’m working night I’m working days
To prove the world that I am worthy
Of being seen of being praise
 
‘Cause I’m afraid to show the people who I am
I’m not special just a simple broken man
So I will hide my face with my picture perfect mask
This ain’t life, no
It’s just a lie
 
Are we all the same
Looking for love, looking for love
Are we all in chains
Trying to be enough, be enough
Woah
If I looked you in the eye
And showed the broken things inside
Would you run away
Would you run away
Woah
If you saw my darkest parts
The wicked things inside my heart
Would you run away
Or are you the same?
 

Cyberlove

All Systems go – Cyberspace
Cyberlove
Cyberlove
Cyberlove – lalalala
Cyberlove – lalalala
 
Attention – you must be older than 18
All major credit cards accepted
Ich liebe dich im Internet
Computersex im Online-Net
Es wird durch Bytes und Bits gehetzt
Gefühle sind total vernetzt.
 
Jeder kommt bei jeder rein,
Gibt man nur das Paßwort ein
Die neue Droge ist geboren
Und das Virus hat verloren
Wir verhüten mit Sensoren
 
Cyberlove – lalalala
She doesn’t cook
Cyberlove – lalalala
She doesn’t clean
Cyberlove – lalalala
She lives inside
Cyberlove – lalalala
of the machine
 
Die Blonde oder die Brünette
Ich hab‘ sie alle auf Diskette
Heiße Liebe wird bestellt
In einer abgespaceten Welt
 
Der Preis wird vorher ausgedealt,
Danach die Lady überspielt
Kein Bedarf an Emotion
Virtuelle Erektion in der 4. Dimension
 
Cyberlove …
 
Cyberlove – lalalala
She loves to scream
Cyberlove – lalalala
She loves to stay
Cyberlove – lalalala
Here on your screen
Cyberlove
As long as you pay
 

Big Love, Big Heartache

Big love, big heartache...
 
Oh yes, I know it's true
The more you fall in love
The more your heart can break in two
 
Big love, big heartache...
 
Now that you've said goodbye
For every tender kiss
I've had the tears I cry
I gave my heart and soul
All the love I knew
Oh how much it hurts me now
To know that we are through
 
Big love, big heartache...
 
I'll always feel this way
My arms will be so empty
You'll return some day and say
Your love, yes, your big love
Will be here to stay
Till then it's
 
Big love, big heartache...
 
Your love, yes, your big love
Will be here to stay
 

On Me

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah, reportin' live from the northside of litty city
You fuck my bitch, I'ma keep it player
I just want you to know that we the Navy Seals
We gon' strike your whole motherfucking platoon, nigga
Gang
Bangladesh
Ugh
 
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Three bad bitches, fuckin' on me
Top floor at my penthouse, yeah
Young rich nigga, I'm on my roll
Fuckin' them hoes in my flip-flops, yeah
Fuck her, that troll and this hip-hop, woah
Nigga play me, gon' get shot (Brr)
Quarter mil' 'caine, my wrist white, woah
Bust down, Patek don't tick-tock, no
We got them birds in a drought
I caught a plaque and they hittin' it raw
This life I'm living be trippin' me out 'cause I just let a famous bitch spit in my mouth (Ew)
I'ma buy a bird for a project bitch
Rolls truck coming, I'ma cop that shit
Ass all fat, tell her pop that shit like (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Every red bottom, know I got that shit
Post it on the Gram, but you not that lit
Your favorite rapper is not that rich (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Fly Dubai on Emirates
Only fly a mob that's with the shits
All bad hoes need discipline (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
 
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches
I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Tell her come- fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me
Fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me
I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah
 
[Verse 2: Cardi B]
(Cardi) I bought my money ring, your's out (Woo)
Red Lamborghini with the doors out (Ugh)
I hit them the mall, clear stores out (Ugh)
Hit it to your face, get pores out, yeah
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I been hard workin' and humble
Believe me, I've heard of the mumble (Look)
I'm just gon' leave it alone (Yeah)
'Cause I would put burners to bundles
Bitches are miserable, they are so typical
Hating is cheap, not my material
Look where I'm at, run back to years ago
I used to strip, now I keep a different pole (Cardi)
I do not fuck with your kind, no
I do not fuck with your vibe, no
I am a big, boss bitch, I do not come in your size, no
(Booty, booty, booty)
I seen a bitch tryna switch sides (Switch)
Then jump back, tryna dick ride (No)
But I ain't really worried about these hoes (Huh?)
'Cause bitches are hurt, D. Rose (Yeah)
Gucci bags, 40 count stickin' out (Ugh)
If they want the smoke, then I give it out (Ugh)
I might leave my robe at your nigga house
Give you two something to figure out
I seen all these shots and they brick, brick, brick
Try something new ho, quick, quick quick
Body bag, body bag, zip, zip, zip (Booty, booty, booty, booty)
 
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches
I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Tell her come- fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me
Fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me
I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah
 
[Bridge: Distorted, Meek Mill and Cardi B]
I want a freak nasty ho
Freak, freak nasty ho
I'm in a red 'Sace robe (Robe, robe)
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I do not come in your size
Brand new Rolls, all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho
I seen a bitch go an' switch sides
 
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches
I'm in a red 'Sace robe, fuckin' on all bad bitches
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
I want a brand new Rolls, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)
Tell her come- fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me
Fuck on me, tell her come fuck on me
I want a freak nasty ho, and I want all bad bitches
I want a freak nasty ho, that'll grant all my wishes, yeah
(Booty, booty, booty, booty)