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Part I: Tinashe x Beyoncé - Nasty / Baby Boy (Mashup) [Verse 1: Tinashe] Now you'll find out Is somebody gonna match my freak? Is somebody gonna match my freak? Is somebody gonna match my nasty? I got stamina, they say I'm an athlete (Oh, ah) Is somebody gonna match my freak? (My freak) (Oh, ah) Need somebody with a good technique? (Good technique) (Oh, ah) Is somebody gonna match my nasty? Pillow talking got my throat raspy [Chorus: Tinashe] If you keep up with me I'll keep on coming back If you do it too good I'm gonna get attached 'Cause it feels like Heaven When it hurts so bad Baby, put it on me I like it just like that Just like that [Refrain: Tinashe] I've been a nasty girl, nasty I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that) I've been a nasty girl, nasty I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty— (I like it just like that) I've been a nasty girl, nasty I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that) I've been a nasty girl, nasty I'vе been a nasty, nasty, nasty— [Verse 2: Tinashe] Big time, pull up, make a scenе Party's lame, no vibe, we can leave Shotgun, my thighs on his seat I ain’t got nothing underneath Looks like you're 'bout to spend the night (Uh-uh) Looks like I'm 'bout to change your life (Uh-uh) Wife type, he's staying for a week (Uh-uh) So I might just let him pay the lease [Chorus: Tinashe] If you keep up with me I'll keep on coming back (Oh-ooh) If you do it too good I'm gonna get attached (Oh-ooh) 'Cause it feels like Heaven When it hurts so bad Baby, put it on me I like it just like that (Like it) Just like that [Refrain: Tinashe] I've been a nasty girl, nasty I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that) I've been a nasty girl, nasty I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty— (I like it just like that) I've been a nasty girl, nasty I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that) I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Oh) I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty— [Chorus: Tinashe] If you keep up with me I'll keep on coming back If you do it too good I'm gonna get attached 'Cause it feels like Heaven When it hurts so bad Baby, put it on me I like it just like that (Like it just like that) Just like that [Outro: Tinashe] (Uh-uh) Nasty, nasty, nasty— (Uh-uh) (Uh-uh) Nasty, nasty, nasty— (Uh-uh) (Uh-uh) Nasty, nasty, nasty— (Uh-uh) (Uh-uh) Nasty, nasty, nasty— (Uh-uh) Part II: T-Pain (feat. Yung Joc) x Syzy - Buy U A Drank / Drizzle.Down (Mashup) [Intro: T-Pain & Yung Joc] (Shawty snap) Yeah, T-Pain (Damn, shawty snap) Shawty, Yung Joc (Shawty Snappin') Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, she snappin' Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Yeah, snap yo' fingers, do yo' step You can do it all by yourself (Woo!) [Verse 1: T-Pain] Baby girl, what's your name? Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drank I'm T-Pain, you know me Konvict Muzic, Nappy Boy, ooh wee I know the club close at three What's the chances of you rollin' with me? Back to the crib, show you how I live Let's get drunk, forget what we did [Chorus: T-Pain] I'ma buy you a drank And then I'ma take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think 'bout that? I'll be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah [Verse 2: T-Pain] Talk to me, I talk back Let's talk money, I talk that Crunk juice bombs, Oakley shades Shawty got class, oh behave Let's get gone, walk it out (Now walk it out) Just like that, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout We gon' have fun, you gon' see On that Patrón you should get like me [Chorus: T-Pain] I'ma buy you a drank, woah, oh-ooh, woah And then I'ma take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think 'bout that? I'll be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah [Verse 3: Yung Joc] Won't you meet me at the bar, respect big pimpin' Tell me how you feel, mama tell me what you sippin' A certified dime piece, deserve Louis one three One fifty a shot, three for you and three for me I'm checking your body language, I love the conversation And when you lick your lips I get a tingling sensation Now were both 'bout tipsy, you say you in the mood All I need is 'bout a hour, better yet maybe two Let me take you where I live, Ferrari switch gears When I whisper in your ear, your legs hit the chandelier Passion fruit and sex all in the atmosphere I'ma let T-Pain sing it so he can make it clear [Chorus: T-Pain] I'ma buy you a drank, woah, oh-ooh, woah And then I'ma take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think 'bout that? I'll be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah [Bridge: Jay Lyriq & Tay Dizm] Let's get gone, walk it out Now walk it out think about it, oh snap Now rock, rock, rock, rock You can do it all by yourself Let's get gone, walk it out Now walk it out think about it, oh snap Now rock, rock, rock, rock You can do it all by yourself [Chorus: T-Pain] I'ma buy you a drank And then I'ma take you home with me I got money in the bank Shawty, what you think 'bout that? I'll be in the grey Cadillac We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah Part III: feardorian - I Had That Shirt Ur Wearing 7 Years Ago [?] Part IV: melvchapo x Cowgirl Clue x Bktherula - Seeing 20 / Picket Fence / Tatti (Mashup) [Intro: melvchapo] Chapo Yeah, yeah Huh, huh F-Finna roll me up a 'Wood, lemme get it jiggy [Verse: melvchapo] Broke-ass bitch, you ain't never seeing 20 Doing donuts in yo' hood like I work at Krispy Call me Weezy, I ain't stopping 'til I see a Milli (A Milli) I could never treat a bitch, sluts too tricky Fuck niggas falling off like they tooth wiggly (Uh) I'm a cold bitch, they know that I get it chilly I'ma pop my shit like a motherfuckin' wheelie (Yah) Bitch, I got that Blick, you know that I keep it on me In the club wit' Kiko, bitch, you is not my homie (On God) Bitch I got that Mac, I ain't talkin' 'bout the 'roni Skatin' on yo' block, hawk it down, I feel like Tony (Yah) All I do is go ham on these bitches like some damn baloney (Yah) Bitches talkin' mad as fuck, okay, get hit wit' fully loaded They know I'm a badass, shout out to that nigga George Shout out to them niggas that be hatin' on the kid You can't claim me like no square on God I like to smoke a cig I was smokin' on yo' bro, but not no more 'cause that shit mid Pockets lookin' like a fat bitch, them hoes been gettin' big Yeah, yeah [Verse: Bktherula] I had to dub the same bitch like a two-time, I can't keep laying it up I'm on God time, keep a mace, nigga, I ain't K-in' it up Uh, you was hatin' on me on the door, but it's mine now Get your face card up (azure) Uh, and I got your ho right now showin' her pussy on FaceTime, yeah (Uh) And I can't even fuck on your ho, the discernment is too top lock (What?) They ain't expect me to go up like this, they moms and pops is shocked Bitch, try to hack my phone again, I'm callin' the cops I'm just way too grown, way too swaggy to have opps (Oh) Yeah, I cleanse my ego with that Holy Spirit juice Rue Santana with the bands, man, you can have it too First day out the crutch, I'm cookin' it up in a secret stu (Uh) First day out the crutch, ain't no second chance, you through, you through (Uh) [Chorus: Bktherula] Now you'll find out Rue Santanny, huh, bitch, take off your panties, huh If you not a pretty bitch, you won't understand me, huh Slow and steady win the race, bitch, fuck a ranny, huh LVL5, 5-5-5, bitch, double 10-y, huh Now you'll find out Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar You don't like me, okay, cool, bitch, ha-ha-ha I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias Now you'll find out Oh, Rue Santanny, huh, bitch, take off your panties, huh If you not a pretty bitch, you won't understand me, huh Slow and steady win the race, bitch, fuck a ranny, huh LVL5, 5-5-5, bitch, double 10-y, huh Now you'll find out Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar You don't like me, okay, cool, bitch, ha-ha-ha I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias (Oh) Now you'll find out [Outro] You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias You a, you a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias Part V: Chase Icon x Felix da Housecat - Like Me / Glitz Rock (Mashup) [Verse 1: Chase Icon, Bktherula] Now you'll find out You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias You a, you a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You a bad bitch You bitches ain't like me Send me pictures of your tattias You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You a, you a bad bitch You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me Send me pictures of your tattias You bitches ain't like me [Chorus: Chase Icon, Bktherula] You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You a, you a bad bitch You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me [Verse 1: Chase Icon] You bitches ain't like me Brand new style, 120's on the feet And I don't do a thing for the free All up in the Ritz and we're fucking to the beat Ice cream Kelly on me Lemonade bob, let it dance in the breeze We're gettin' tan in the keys I need an X pill and a man with the sleaze [Chorus: Chase Icon] You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it) You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it) [Verse 2: Chase Icon] Pull up at the show, then they hit me with the profit You try to do my walk, but you really just talk it I can play a snippet and they're begging me to drop it Post it on my page 'cause I know you bitches stalk it Stop it, get another topic You're not a brat, bitch, you're a Polly Pocket I got the nerve to put you bitches on the docket I see your ugly ass baby and I block it (Block it) [Chorus: Chase Icon] You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it) You bitches ain't like me Now you'll find out You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it) [Verse 3: Chase Icon] You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me Brand new style 'cause I never repeat You bitches ain't like me And I don't do a thing for the free Like me— like me— All up in the Ritz and we're fucking to the beat You bitches ain't like me Ice cream Kelly on me You bitches ain't like me Lemonade bob in the breeze, tanning in the keys You bitches ain't like me I'm 'bout to get up on my knees Like me— like me— 'Cause I need a X pill and a man who can do it like me You bitches ain't like me I-I like it rough and harder than a diamond You bitches ain't like me H-he could hit the blunt while he's breaking in my hymen You bitches ain't like me I-I can make him do what I say like Simon Like me— like me— So soft, but he's built like a lineman You bitches ain't like me Back to the money, all you bitches owe me for paying your rent You bitches ain't like me And no, you can't come backstage at my event You bitches ain't like me 'Cause, baby, I'm a VIP, nobody put you on the list Like me— like me— [Bridge: Chase Icon] Sorry sis, I wouldn't have it this way Sorry I'm pretty and easy to hate Sorry the gays let you think that you ate But it's over, bitch, now give me that plate [Chorus: Chase Icon, Minju, Iroha] You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it) 내 심장이 lub-dub, 자꾸만 뛰어 You bitches ain't like me You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it) 저 멀리서도 [Outro: Chase Icon, Iroha, Yunah, Moka, *Wonhee*] Oh (Oh), my (My) gosh (Gosh) Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it 끌어당겨 you're my crush Stop it, stop it (Just stop it) 초능력처럼 Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it 거대한 자석이 된 것만 같아 my heart Stop it, stop it (Chase Icon) (Just stop it) Ice cream Kelly on me (Just stop it) 네 모든 게 내 맘에 달라붙어버려, boy Ice cream Kelly on me (You bitches ain't like me) Ice cream Kelly on me (Stop it) We're magnetized, 인정할게 Cream on me (You bitches ain't like—) *This time, I want* Part VI: ILLIT (아일릿) x quadeca - Magnetic / I MAKE IT LOOK EFFORTLESS (Mashup) [Chorus: Wonhee, Minju] You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림 You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림 [Post-Chorus: Moka, Iroha, Yunah, Wonhee] Bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae Dash-da-da, dash-da-da, dash-da Like it's magnetic Bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae Dash-da-da, dash-da-da Baby, don't say no [Verse 2: Minju, Wonhee] 정반대 같아 our type 넌 J 난 완전 P S와 N 극이지만 그래서 끌리지 내가 만들래 green light 여잔 배짱이지 So let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go [Pre-Chorus: Moka, Yunah, Iroha] 숨기고 싶지 않아 자석 같은 my heart 내 맘의 끌림대로 너를 향해 갈게, boy We're magnetized, 인정할게 This time, I want [Chorus: Iroha, Minju] You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림 You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림 [Bridge: Yunah, Minju, Moka, Iroha, *Wonhee*] No push and pull, 전속력으로 너에게 갈게 (In a rush, in a rush) Our chemistry, 난 과몰입해 지금 순간에 (Baby, you're my crush, you're my crush) No push and pull, 네게 집중 후회는 안 할래 (Gonna dash, gonna dash) Never holding back, 직진해, yeah (직진해, yeah) *This time, I want* *This time, I want* *This time, I want* *This time, I want* *This time, I want* *This time, I want* Part VII: GloRilla (feat. Cardi B) x Nadia Oh - Tomorrow 2 / My Egyptian Lover (Mashup) [Intro: GloRilla, Wonhee] This time, I want This time, I want This time, I want This time, I want (Cheese, his name is Cheese) They say they don't fuck with me (Cheese), but I say they can't fuck with me Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me? [Verse 1: GloRilla] P-poppin' shit, you would think I went to school for chiropractin' (Poppin') Lookin' good as hell today, just sent my nigga five attachments (Look at this) Why did you confront me 'bout a nigga? Man, you bitches backwards (Stupid ass) They come at me 'bout niggas who I don't even find attractive (Ugh) I don't know that nigga, I just seened him on the town before I can't be up in her face, I took her nigga down before (Nah) When I lose a nigga, I just pop out and go find some more (Easy) Soon as I feel like my time get wasted, then it's time to go (Deuces) They say they don't fuck with me, but I say they can't fuck with me (On gang) Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me (Huh?) Them bitches should've stayed down, they could've been up with me (Too bad) But all they doin' is talkin' down, 'cause they can't get up with me (Lame ass) My ex fuckin' on my old friend, both they ass some fuckin' clowns (Hahahaha) Thinkin' that she got one up on me, she got my hand-me-downs (Lame ass ho) He thought he wasn't gon' have to stand on shit, like he was handicap (Thought it was) Make that nigga stand on that, now his ass can't stand me now High as fuck, I'm lit, yuh, I don't smoke no swishers (Nope) Slidin' with my gang and 'nem, look at them like sisters (That's gang) These bitches be lettin' them go out sad about these niggas (Ugh) I don't wanna hang with them, they don't handle business (They can't hang with us) They be goin' for anything, but I can't go for none of that (None of that) Why would I go chase you if I know you gon' come runnin' back? (Fuckin' dumb) Cut everybody off, lately been feelin' like the lumberjack (Fuck 'em) They really had me fucked up, and I wasn't goin' for none of that (None of that) She the type, the nigga make her mad she go tweet somethin' (Ugh) Me, I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin' (Beat 'em up) I can't love you, baby, like your bitch do, so don't leave her (Keep that bih) He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her (Hahaha) [Chorus: GloRilla] Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah) Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me) Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh) Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows [Verse 2: Cardi B & GloRilla] Ridin' with my twin and 'nem (Skrrt), and we all look good as fuck (Gang) She say she my opp but I don't know her, had to look her up (Fuck is you?) I know that I'm rich, but I can't help it, bitch, I'm hood as fuck (Woo) I've been on these bitches neck so long, sometimes my foot get stuck (Ah) I can't put you in my business (No), you might wish me dead tomorrow (Yeah) Bitches be on dick today, sing every word of "Up" tomorrow (Up) Bitch, I still got cases open, keep your mouth shut tomorrow (Shh) Play with me today then get some sleep, you know it's up tomorrow (Woo) Fake bitch, that's why my friend fucked on your nigga (Ah-ha) Both you bitches pussy, I think y'all should scissor (Ah-ah-ah) She bought a chain, I bought the same one, even bigger (Bitch, it's bigger) She throwin' shots, that's how I know I got her triggered (Ah) I don't speak dog ho (Woof), I don't care what no bitch say (No) I stay on her mind, I got condos in that bitch head (Ah) She say she don't fuck with me (Who?), who said that you can, ho? (Never) That nigga a munch and he gon' eat me like a mango Long ass weave, it be ticklin' my ass crack (Ah) Wonder what I'll do tomorrow that these hoes will be mad at (Huh?) All y'all bitches sweet, and I always get my lick, boo (Facts) I, I fight for my bitches and I'm fightin' over dick too (That, that, Cardi) [Chorus: GloRilla] Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah) Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh) Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrow Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah) Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me) Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh) Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows Intermission: ‎underscores & gabby start - Locals (Girls like us) [Intro: underscores] Now you'll find out Machinery, catharsis, technology Rag-tag, transcendent, slapstick Try-hard, high-strung, neurotic Blue Cross, golden arches, pearly gates Now you'll find out Supermarket, interstate, picket fence Domestic, citizen's arrest, vestibule Two-story, J name, gas station, phantom pain Art therapist, eggshell white, office park Parking garage, mall, retail, micropolitan, turnpike Private property, killing point, agenda Now you'll find out Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew Good luck Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew Good luck Now you'll find out Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew (Good luck) [Refrain: underscores] Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew Part VIII: Future x PuSh x ML Buch - Life Is Good / Strange World / Dust Beam (Mashup) [Chorus: Future, underscores] Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo [Verse 1: Future, underscores] Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew Granny, she was standin' right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew I make them lil' niggas go haywire, Taliban in this bitch, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust? Pluto sent you on a lick, woo Too many convicts that roll with me to play in this shit, woo I'm tryna avoid nonsense, get Osama spray in this bitch, woo They at the candlelight lightin' it up, nigga, anybody can get it, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew I'm on a PJ lightin' it up, Backwood full of sticky, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I'm tryna tote that Draco in London and it's extended, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew They gotta stretch a nigga out, we gon' die for this shit, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Yeah, I ride for my niggas, I lie to my bitch, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew We some poor, high-class niggas, made it, we rich, yeah Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew It's like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew I got pink toes that talk different languages, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet, yeah [Chorus: Future, underscores] Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since [Verse 2: Future] Racks by the ton, I call up Serena I go tremendo for new fettuccine All fact though, carat the pinky All fact though, we ordered the Fiji I'm in the loop with the voo, I'm in the loop with the woo, which one you workin'? I'll put your face on the news, I'll put the pussy on the shirt after I murk it Then make 'em go shoot up the hearse, cost me a quarter bird, nigga, it's worth it And you a maniac, a fuckin' alien, how you splurgin'? Got that kitty cat, I'm havin' fun with that, goin' Birkin [Chorus: Future] Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since [Verse 3: Future, underscores] Skin, bone, sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Granny, she was standin' right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I make them lil' niggas go haywire, Taliban in this bitch, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust? Pluto sent you on a lick, woo Too many convicts that roll with me to play in this shit, woo Flesh, bone, skin I'm tryna avoid nonsense, get Osama spray in this bitch, woo Arms, bone, skin They at the candlelight lightin' it up, nigga, anybody can get it, woo Arms, bone, skin I'm on a PJ lightin' it up, Backwood full of sticky, woo Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew I'm tryna tote that Draco in London and it's extended, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew They gotta stretch a nigga out, we gon' die for this shit, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Yeah, I ride for my niggas, I lie to my bitch, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew We some poor, high-class niggas, made it, we rich, yeah Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew It's like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew I got pink toes that talk different languages, woo Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Sinew, sinew— Intermission: KING OF THE CAGE [Instrumental] Part IX: USHER x Acounta - Burn / Deluge (Mashup) [Intro: USHER] Girl, I understand why See, it's burnin' me to hold on to this I know this is somethin' I gotta do But that don't mean I want to What I'm tryna say is that, I... love you, I just... I feel like this... is comin' to an end And it's better for me to... let it go now Than hold on and hurt you But I gotta let it burn [Verse 1: USHER] It's gon' burn for me to say this, but it's comin' from my heart It's been a long time coming, but we done been fell apart Really wanna work this out, but I don't think you're gonna change I do, but you don't, think it's best we go our separate ways Tell me why I should stay in this relationship When I'm hurtin', baby, I ain't happy, baby Plus there's so many other things I gotta deal with I think that you should let it burn [Chorus: USHER] When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know, gotta let it go 'cause the party ain't Jumpin' like it used to, even though this might bruise you (No, no) Let it burn (Yeah), let it burn (Ooh), gotta let it burn Deep down, you know it's best for yourself, but you Hate the thought of her bein' with someone else But you know that it's over, we knew it was through (Yeah) Let it burn (Let it burn, whoa), let it burn (Let it burn), gotta let it burn [Verse 2: USHER] Sendin' pages I ain't supposed to Got somebody here, but I want you 'Cause the feelin' ain't the same Find myself callin' her your name Ladies, tell me, do you understand? Now, all my fellas, do you feel my pain? It's the way I feel I know I made a mistake, now, it's too late I know she ain't coming back What I gotta do now (Now) to get my shorty back? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Man, I don't know what I'm gonna do without my boo You've been gone for too long It's been fifty-leven days, umpteen hours I'ma be burnin' 'til you return (Let it burn) [Chorus: USHER] When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to (Oh) But you know, gotta let it go 'cause the party ain't (Cause the party ain't) Jumpin' like it used to, even though this might bruise you Let it burn (Let it burn, let it burn, you gon' learn) Let it burn (Gotta let it burn, oh), gotta let it burn (Oh) Deep down, you know it's best for yourself, but you Hate the thought of her bein' with someone else But you know that it's over (Know it's over), we knew it was through (Know it's through) Let it burn, let it burn, gotta let it burn (Ooh, girl, I) [Bridge: USHER] I'm twisted 'cause one side of me is tellin' me that I need to move on On the other side, I wanna break down and cry, ooh I'm twisted 'cause one side of me is tellin' me that I need to move on On the other side, I wanna break down and cry, yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh (Can you feel me burning?) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh So many days, so many hours I'm still burnin' 'til you return (Let it burn) [Chorus: USHER, Doechii] When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know, gotta let it go 'cause the party ain't Jumpin' like it used to, even though this might bruise you Let it burn (Let it burn, let it burn), let it burn, gotta let it burn Ooh, deep down, you know it's best for yourself, but you Hate the thought of her bein' with someone else But you know that it's over, we knew it was through Let it burn (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn) Let it burn, gotta let it burn Bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice Bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice Bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm— Bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm— Bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm nice Part X: Doechii x Charli XCX - Bitch I'm Nice [Jane Remover Remix] / Club Classics (Mashup) [Chorus: Doechii, Charli XCX] Got racks but he ain't my type Ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type Ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type Ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type— My type—, my type—, my type—, ain't my type— My type—, my type—, my type— Bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice Bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice Bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm— Bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm nice, bitch, I'm— Bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm—, bitch, I'm nice Got racks but he ain't my type Ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type Ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type Ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type, ain't my type— Right now, right now, right now, right now My type—, my type—, my type—, ain't my type— Right now, right now [Chorus: Charli XCX] When I go to the club, I wanna hear those club classics Right now, r— right now, right now, right now Club classics, club, club classics Right now, r— right now, right now, right now When I go to the club, I wanna hear those club classics Right now, r— right now, right now, right now Club classics, club, club classics Right now, r— right now, right now, right now When I go to the club, I wanna hear those club classics Right now, r— right now, right now, right now Club classics, club, club classics Right now, r— right now, right now, right now [Post-Chorus: Charli XCX] Right now, r— right now Yeah, I wanna dance to me Right now, right now I wanna dance to A. G Right now, r— right now I wanna dance with George Right now, right now I wanna dance to SOPHIE Right now, r— right now I wanna dance to HudMo Right now, right now Play the track fast, not slow Right now, r— right now Pull it back twice, let's go Right now, right now Sweat marks all on my clothes Right now, r— right now Tight like Mike kinda flow Right now, right now Yeah, I wanna be blinded by the lights, lights, lights Right now, r— right now Yeah, I wanna dance to me Right now, right now [Refrain] Right now, r— right now, right now, r— right now Right now, r— right now, right now, r— right now Right now, r— right now, right now, r— right now Yeah, I wanna dance to Jane Right now, r— right now, right now, r— right now Right now, r— right now, right now, r— right now Right now, r— right now, right now, r— right now Club—, club— right now—, now—, club—, right now—, club— [Bridge] I— I— I— I— I— wanna dance to me, me, me, me, me When I go to the club, club, club, club, club Yeah, I wanna dance to me, me, me, me, me When I go to the club, club, club, club, club Yeah, I wanna dance to me, me, me, me, me (Put your hands up and, I'm gonna) When I go to the club, club, club, club, club (Like) Yeah, I wanna dance to me, me, me, me, me— Me, me, me, me, me— Me, me, me, me, me— Me, me, me, me, me— Me, me, me, me, me— Me, me, me— Part XI: ​Jane Remover - Stalkers Freestyle [Dj Edit] [Intro: Jane Remover] Now you'll find out [Chorus 1: Jane Remover] Jane Somebody tell these bitches that they cannot fuck with me These bitches make it hard, and I cannot fall in peace And I booked a BNB, I'm boutta fly out in a week I'm at the party, peel my eyes, while I walk right down the street [Verse 1: Jane Remover] And I'm a cunt, I don't like to keep it clean I don't show my face in places, I can see them look at me You lookin' for the top, but I got that shit for free And I'm on the yellow line, but I talk down, because I'm green These beats are always caught, and I don't know what that means [Chorus 2: Jane Remover] You told me that I'm pretty but I don't know what that means And they're bringing up my past, I wish I could scrub it clean And they're looking for my past, I wish I could scrub it clean And I've been fallin' on my ass, but I'm somewhere in between [Chorus 1: Jane Remover] Somebody tell these bitches that they cannot fuck with me And I booked a BNB, boutta fly out in a week [Post-Chorus: Jane Remover] Tried to make another hit, but you dump out in a week I'm at the party, peel my eyes, while I walk right down the street [Chorus 2: Jane Remover] You told me that I'm pretty but I don't know what that mean And they're bringing up my past, I wish I could scrub it clean And they're looking for my past, I wish I could scrub it clean And I've been fallin' on my ass, but I'm somewhere in between [Verse 2: Jane Remover] He wanted a joke so I told him— (d— d—) Sometimes I still don't know what these bitches want from me I've been on the road, pumpin' gas at machines Somebody told these bitches that they cannot fuck with me [Outro: Jane Remover] Jane Jane Part XII: Sexyy Red (feat. Chief Keef) x Alice in Chains - Ghetto Princess / Rain When I Die (Mashup) [Verse 1: Alice in Chains] Is she ready to know my frustration? What she slipping inside, slow castration I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me Did she come here to try, try to take me? [Chorus: Alice in Chains] Did she call my name? I think it's gonna rain Oh, when— [Verse 1: Sexyy Red, Alice in Chains] Hoes hatin' on me when they wake up in the mornin' (Now you'll find out) Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn Sexyy ride foreign, I'm turnt up, bitch, you borin' Your nigga on my bumper, you should thank me, I ignored him Text these hoes back, I only do it out of boredom (Na-na) I like gettin' money, I like fast cars Bitch, go wash your coochie with them doo-doo-ass drawers (Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn) I'm from the Northside, them Crip hoes be suckin' balls (I'm blessed) Bitches be on that friendly shit, I ain't with that shit at all (Nope) Hoes hatin' on me, you know that I'm the shit (Sexyy) My brother already told me that that pussy smell like fish (Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn) You thought you had some tea on me, whole time, you drinkin' piss (Dummy) Sexyy Red the chosen one, I'm turnt up, bitch, I'm it I'm smokin' all these hoes, good opp pack (Gas) Heard that diss song and that shit was hella whack (Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn) Ho say I'm her cousin, I don't know you like that We ain't cool, bitch, if I see you, gettin' smacked I came up from nothin', now I got them meat rolls Niggas think I'm sexy, you should see me out these clothes (Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn) AMG ridin', I be slidin' on all my hoes Got some long red weave and my nails match my toes (Fire) Now you'll find out [Chorus: Sexyy Red, Alice in Chains] Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch (Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn) Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch, Sexyy [Post-Chorus: Sexyy Red, Alice in Chains] Keep a bankroll in a sexy outfit Stomach on flat and I got some perky tits (Ahn-ahn, ahn-ahn) Y— Young and I'm turnt, whatever I want, I'ma get Real trench bitch, I'm from the North, don't you forget, Sexyy [Verse 2: Chief Keef, Aphex Twin] Bitch, this polo foreign, this is not Ralph Lauren 'Bout them blueberries, we will split a nigga orange (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Call you back, I'm tourin', you gon' make me horny Ass redder than that flight I booked you for the mornin' (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Ferraris and Porsches, they think that I ride horses All this lemon-lime I pour, they think Chief Sosa got an endorsement (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Tryna ball like Chief So, you don't need no Porsches All you gotta do is have that sauce and that's important (Bang, bang, bang, bang) I got alfredo, turn you to some ragù Wrist got the bitch stuck, lookin' like a statue (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Yeah, my Lamborghini fast, my Hellcat's fast too Псевдо-растяжение звука во времени All these 'Cats, you would think I bought 'em 'cause I had to (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Did I have to? Man, I never do From the trenches, get rich, shit'll better you (Bang, bang, bang, bang) At the venue, countin' revenue Big forty-five, I don't care if you 7'2" (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Big forty-five, I don't care if it's seven of you Niggas tryna be me, doin' shit that I'll never'll do (Bang, bang, bang, bang) All this shit on my body, I'm a walkin' number two (Yeah) You ain't fu', but you got fu' niggas under you (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Ayy, I be smokin' good opp pack Point the Glory Boyz to where the hood spots at (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Glory Boyz get to blowin', Superman couldn't stop that Gucci plaid make a bitch ask for my jack (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Rolls-Royces make a bitch ask to give you neck Nasty bitch love when I spit up in a gat (Bang, bang, bang, bang) Brrt-brrt, yeah, hello, man, who this? I don't know, I got you saved as, "Fat booty bitch" (Bang, bang, bang, bang) [Chorus: Sexyy Red, underscores] Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch, Sexyy [Post-Chorus: Sexyy Red, underscores] Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Keep a bankroll in a sexy outfit Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Stomach on flat and I got some perky tits Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Young and I'm turnt, whatever I want, I'ma get Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Real trench bitch, I'm from the North, don't you forget, Sexyy Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew Part XIII: Danny Brown x Aphex Twin - Tantor / Syro U473t8+E (Mashup) [Chorus: Danny Brown] Reach one, teach one (Style) Can sell you to the water, how ya eat son? (Yeah) We docking in the low tide (Huh) So strap up, my nigga, it's time to rhyme (Go) [Verse 1: Danny Brown] Go in like scuffed Timbs, nigga, this Above the Rim (Uh-huh) When Birdy whipped the blade out, nigga, time to fade out (Yeah) Mr. Playground, get down to lay down (Yeah) Nigga better stay down, greyhound my playground (Go) Got a Mexican homie named Chinese Mike In an all-black Cutty and he got that white (White) If you ain't got that green then he might see red Put a knot on your head then we might see dreads Straight hair white ho with them pinky toes (Hahaha) Eating on noodles like Piscopo (Yeah) You ain't talk to my lawyer then I don't know (Nah) If you ain't watering the seeds then how we grow? (Go) [Chorus: Danny Brown] Reach one, teach one (Yah) Can sell you to the water, how ya eat son? Docking in the low tide (Yah) Shut the fuck up, it's time to ride (Go) [Verse 2: Danny Brown] Jumping in like Greg Louganis Scraped his head against a diving board (Style) A cyborg with vocal chords, deeper than an ocean floor (Style) None of these rappers ain't eating like me (Nah) So if you pass the toll then you gotta pay your fee (Hahaha) Got your tickets for that murder show, RSVP (Uh-huh) Got problems at the door, then ask for me (Uh-huh) Got problems where Parker didn't ask for T Got a problem with voting, you a absentee This that Black Lives Matter, still sniff cocaine Paid for a therapist but I still ain't change This that Black Lives Matter, still sniff cocaine (Style) Paid for a therapist but I still ain't change (Go) (Woah) [Chorus: Danny Brown] Reach one, teach one Can sell you to the water, how ya eat son? (Yah) We docking in the low tide (Huh) So strap up my nigga, it's time to ride (Hahahahahaha) Part XIV: d0llywood1 x deadmau5 x Ariana Grande - Why Would I Ever Listen To You / Raise Your Weapon / True Story (Mashup) [Intro: d0llywood1] [?] Aye, bow, aye (Bow) Bow, aye (Buh, buh) ([?]) Aye, aye (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) [Chorus: d0llywood1] Run up and jus' see what happen Bullets where yo' people nappin' Fuck 12, I act like it didn't happen I thought he was gang, I guess that nigga cappin' How could my niggas fail? We the ones that's clappin' Huh, I don't have no fear, because I'm pistol packin' All I did was touch the mic & bitch, I started blackin' Thumbin' through them bands got my fingers crackin' Send a threat to Rtd, them niggas get to hackin' [Verse: d0llywood1] Send a threat to Rtd, them niggas start attackin' Aye, ran off on the plug, that nigga feet was draggin' Aye, I got fye jus' like a fuckin' dragon Aye, niggas was in class, I'm in the back jus' rappin' When I touch the pancake, IHOP like a rabbit I was down bad, I saw niggas laughin' Told that bitch to get the fuck wit' all that fuckin' yappin' I'ma put that shit on, I don't care if I'm passin' Dolly! Aye, if I rolled that shit, then I won't fuckin' pass it Aye, up this fuckin' stick, bitch, I am not passive Aye, I won't stop until my fuckin' bands massive I see you want the swag, but bitch, you can't have it [Chorus: d0llywood1] Run up and jus' see what happen (This is cru and you're listening to d0llywood1) Bullets where yo' people nappin' Fuck 12, I act like it didn't happen I thought he was gang, I guess that nigga cappin' How could my niggas fail? We the ones that's clappin' Huh, I don't have no fear, because I'm pistol packin' All I did was touch the mic and bitch, I started blackin' Thumbin' through them bands got my fingers crackin' Send a threat to Rtd, them niggas get to hackin' [Outro: d0llywood1] Bow, bow, bow, bow (Bitch ass nigga! Pull up and hit his ass with the fuckin' Draco, bitch!) Fingers crackin' Never lackin' Man, what the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? Never lackin' Never lackin' Gang, gang, gang [Chorus: Ariana Grande] This is a true story about all the lies You fantasized (Fantasized) 'bout you and I This is a true story about all the games I know you play [Post-Chorus: Ariana Grande] No, this is not what I need (Gimme love, love, gimme love) Not what I want (Gimme love, love, gimme love) Ain't gonna happen to me Gimme love, love, gimme love, love, lo-love Gimme love, gimme love, love Love, love, lo-love Now you'll find out [Verse 1: Ariana Grande] I'll play the villain if you need me to I know how this goes, yeah I'll be the one you pay to see play the scene Roll the cameras, please [Pre-Chorus: Ariana Grande] Turnin' like a dime (Dime), wastin' all their time Sneakin' like a creep in the night But I'll play whatever part you need me to Mm [Chorus: Ariana Grande] This is a true story about all the lies You fantasized (Fantasized) 'bout you and I This is a true story about all the games I know you play [Post-Chorus: Ariana Grande] No, this is not what I need (Gimme love, love, gimme love) Not what I want (Gimme love, love, gimme love) Ain't gonna happen to me Gimme love, love, gimme love, love, lo-love Gimme love, gimme love, love Love, love, lo-love Part XV: Omarion x e+e - Ice Box / Dreaming (Mashup) [Verse 1: Omarion] Now you'll find— Fussin' and fightin', we back at it again (Again) I know that it's my fault you don't understand (No) I got memories (Uh), this is crazy (Uh) You ain't nothing like the girl I used to know Good with ma, good with pa, cool with all my niggas (My niggas) I should try, truth is I wanna let you in, but (No) Damn these memories (Uh), and it's crazy (Uh) You ain't nothing like the girl I used to know (Ooh) [Pre-Chorus: Omarion] Girl, I really wanna work this out 'cause I'm tired of fighting (Tired of fighting) And I really hope you still want me the way I want you (You, you) I said I really wanna work this out, damn, girl, I'm trying (I'm trying, yeah) It's no excuse, no excuse (But I got this) [Chorus: Omarion & Timbaland] I got this icebox where my heart used to be (But I got this) Got this icebox where my heart used to be (Said I got it) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (But I got this) I got this icebox where my heart used to be (Said I got this) Got this icebox where my heart used to be (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold [Verse 2: Omarion] Why can't I get it right? Just can't let it go (Go) I opened up, she let me down, I won't feel that no more (No) I got memories (Uh), this is crazy (Uh) She ain't nothing like the girl I used to know I don't mean to take it out on you, baby, but I can't help it 'Cause my heart is in the same ol' condition that baby left it (And I) I apologize (For makin' you cry) Look me in my eyes and promise you won't do me the same, yeah, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Omarion] Girl, I really wanna work this out, 'cause I'm tired of fighting (Fighting) And I really hope you still want me the way I want you (Baby, I want you) I said I really wanna work this out, damn, girl, I'm trying (Oh, no, no) It's no excuse, no excuse [Chorus: Omarion, Timbaland & Both ] I got this icebox where my heart used to be (Said I got this) Got this icebox where my heart used to be (Said I got it) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold I got this icebox where my heart used to be (Said I got this icebox) Got this icebox where my heart used to be (Ayy, yeah) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold [Bridge: Timbaland & Omarion] I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold, cold world Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold, cold world ('Cause I don't wanna be) Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl (Ooh, ooh-ooh) Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl (Keep your eye on me) Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl (Girl, oh) [Pre-Chorus: Omarion] Girl, I really wanna work this out, 'cause I'm tired of fighting (Yeah) And I really hope you still want me the way I want you (Woo) I said I really wanna work this out, damn, girl, I'm trying (Yeah) It's no excuse, no excuse [Chorus: Omarion & Timbaland] I said I got this icebox where my heart used to be Got this icebox where my heart used to be (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (Yeah) Now I got this icebox where my heart used to be (Ooh) I got this icebox where my heart used to be (Oh) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold (No) I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold [Outro: Omarion] Girl, I really wanna work this out 'cause I'm tired of fighting (Fighting) Part XVI: The-Dream - Mr. Yeah [Outro: The-Dream] You will always be my baby, my baby, my baby You will always be my baby, my baby, my baby And I know that I will always be your baby Sweet baby, hey baby You will always be You can always come back You can always come back (Yeah, you can always come back to me) Part XVII: quinn x Julee Cruise - It's Nothing / Floating (Mashup) [Intro: Rachel Taylor, quinn, Rachel Taylor & quinn] Merrily, we fall out of line, out of line I'd fall anywhere with you, I'm by your side Swinging in the rain, humming— I'm not afraid (Yeah) anymore (Is my shit ready?) I'm not afraid any— (Alright, bet, bet, bet, bet) I'm not afraid anymore (Do-do-do-duh, huh, uh) I'm not afraid any— (You feel me?) (As above, so below) I'm not afraid anymore, I'm not afraid Yeah, alright, bro Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah [Verse: quinn, Rachel Taylor] Heard I'm makin' money, that's not up to no discussion I'm not afraid any— When we slide in, make that shit look like No Russian I'm not afraid anymore I keep iron when I step up in the function I'm not afraid any— Why you slidin'? 'Cause you know you be on nothing I'm not afraid anymore Keep shooters, but they hiding, get up close, we get to cuttin' I'm not afraid any— I got a problem, call my bro, he press that button I'm not afraid anymore I'm in the column of the best, it's no discussion I'm not afraid any— I got some problems, I could crash out like it's nothing I'm not afraid anymore My bro depressed, he went to shootin' 'cause the cuttin' I'm not afraid any— I'm steady stressed, I'm blowin' zips just like it's nothin' I'm not afraid anymore I keep a rifle, I won't say if it's for huntin' I'm not afraid any— But when the love is lost, where the fuck was you? (Where the fuck was you?) I'm not afraid anymore Where the fuck was you? I'm not afraid any— How the fuck it's possible to split my heart in two? I'm not afraid anymore I been in the crib, won't see my name on articles I'm not afraid any— I'm gon' persevere, been through too many obstacles I'm not afraid anymore All I ever wanted was a "Quinn, I'm proud of you" I'm not afraid any— Wanna make this money? You know what you gotta do I'm not afraid anymore Try my best to get this bread just like my mama do I'm not afraid any— My shooter got that shit, it's barking like it's Marmaduke I'm not afraid anymore We avoiding drama too I'm not afraid any— I'm tryna have some fun, I don't wanna harm a dude I'm not afraid anymore I don't wanna alarm a dude I'm not afraid any— My bitch is on the shrooms, don't you make another move I'm not afraid anymore I know I been the best, but I got a lot to prove I'm not afraid any— Don't care about a promise, pussy nigga, out my way I'm not afraid anymore Them niggas that's against me, I hope that they die today I'm not afraid any— I think about that bitch sometimes, the one who got away I'm not afraid anymore Might hit the beach, might fuck your mom, might do some pottery I'm not afraid any— [Outro: Rachel Taylor & quinn] (Pottery, pottery, pottery, ayy) I'm not afraid anymore I'm not afraid any— I'm not afraid anymore I'm not afraid any— I'm not afraid anymore I'm not afraid any— XVIII: BABYXSOSA x Mitski - Money Bags In The Trunk / I Don't Smoke (Mashup) [Verse 1: Mitski] Now you'll find out I don't smoke, except for when I'm missing you To remember your mouth, how it tasted true [Verse: BABYXSOSA] Yeah, I said it Won't take that back Won't take that back Won't take that back Yeah, I said it Won't take that back Won't take that back Won't take that back [Verse: BABYXSOSA] He say he got bands, no he don't, don't He say he got bands, but he broke, broke He give me the key, now I'm slidin' in a Ro-Ro Money bags in the trunk Tryna keep the Glick-y on my pocket like the troop, troop, troop (Mmmm) In my bag, yeah, I'll shoot her And my bitches bad, when we walk in, need a shoot-up I just be talkin' my shit (Yeah, I said it) I ain't even worried 'bout you (Won't take that back) Don't know why they worried bout me (Won't take that back) I'ma lay back and relax I ain't even worried 'bout shit (Yeah, I said it) You gon' do what you do (Won't take that back) I just be talkin' my shit (Won't take that back) I just be talkin' my shit (Won't take that back) I just be talkin' my shit I just be talkin' my shit I just be talkin' my shit I just be talkin' my shit Laugh in his face like "ahaaa" Laugh in his face like "ahaaa" Laugh in his face like "ahaaa" Laugh in his face like "ahaaa" Laugh in his face like— Who gettin' that money right now? Askin' me shit, like "How?" I build that shit right up Part XIV: Britney Spears x ​Jane Remover - Hold It Against Me / Holding A Leech (Mashup) [Verse 1: Britney Spears] Now you'll find out Hey, over there Please forgive me if I'm coming on too strong Hate to stare, but you're winning And they're playing my favorite song So come here, a little closer Wanna whisper in your ear Make it clear, a little question Wanna know just how you feel [Chorus: Britney Spears] If I said my heart was beating loud If we could escape the crowd somehow If I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? 'Cause you feel like paradise, and I need a vacation tonight So, if I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? [Verse 2: Britney Spears] Hey, you might think that I'm crazy But you know I'm just your type I might be a little hazy But you just cannot deny There's a spark in-between us When we're dancing on the floor I want more, wanna see it So, I'm asking you tonight [Chorus: Britney Spears] If I said my heart was beating loud If we could escape the crowd somehow If I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? 'Cause you feel like paradise, and I need a vacation tonight So, if I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? [Spoken Interlude: Britney Spears] If I said I want your body, would you hold it against me? [Bridge: Britney Spears] Give me something good Don't wanna wait, I want it now (Na-na-na-now) Drop it, like a hood And show me how you work it out Alright [Breakdown: Britney Spears] If I said my heart was beating loud If I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? [Chorus: Britney Spears] If I said my heart was beating loud If we could escape the crowd somehow If I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? 'Cause you feel like paradise, and I need a vacation tonight So, if I said I want your body now, would you hold it against me? Intermission: Jane Remover - Music Baby Like B-O-Y B-A-B-Y-B-O-Y B-A-B-Y-B-O-Y (Music, baby) B-A-B-Y-B-O-Y B-A-B-Y-B-O-Y (Music, baby) B-A-B-Y-B-O-Y B-A-B-Y-B-O-Y (Music, baby)