Song Lyrics

ASAP Rocky - Electric Body Lyrics, Song, Music

Taylor Swift Bad Blood Lyrics, Song, Music

 Miguel Coffee Lyrics, Song, Music 

I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Love play, turns in to gun play
Gun play turns into pillow talk
Pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning (coffee in the morning)

We talk street art and sarcasm
Crashing movie and high fashion
Peach color, moon glistens as the plot thickens
As we laugh over shot guns and tongue kisses
Bubble bath, Truth or Dare, and Would You Rather
A cold flame, feeling no shame
Drugs, sex, and Polaroids
Biggest star in the sky
We could both say goodbye

I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Love play, turns in to gun play
Gun play turns into pillow talk
Pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning

Coffee in the morning
I don't wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It's the smell of your hair
And it's the way that we feel
I've never felt comfortable like this

Old souls we found a new religion
Now we're swimming in that sin, a baptism
Peach color skies we feel the sunrise
And two long stages discover salvation
Don't you wish we could run away, now
Yes, lets
Drugs, sex, and Polaroids
Pick a star in the sky
We could both say goodbye all night

I wish I could paint our love
These moments and vibrant hues
Love play, turns in to gun play
Gun play turns into pillow talk
Pillow talk turns into sweet dreams
Sweet dreams turns into coffee in the morning

Coffee in the morning
I don't wanna wake you
I just wanna watch you sleep
It's the smell of your hair
And it's the way that we feel
I've never felt comfortable like this

Britney Spears & Iggy Azalea Pretty Girls Lyrics, Song, Music

 One Hell Of An Amen Brantley Gilbert Lyrics, Song, Music

Preacher said he died too young
Over there totin' that gun
For Uncle Sam and our freedom
Mom and Daddy dressed in black
They folded up that flag
Handed it to dad
Started prayin'
Yeah he went out 21 guns blazin'

An' that's One Hell of an Amen
That's the only way to go
Fightin' the good fight
Til the Good Lord calls you home
And so be well my friend
Til' I see you again
This is our last goodbye
But it's a Hell of an Amen

Doctor said he ain't got long
He just smiled said bring it on
If you think I'm scared
You got it all wrong
A little cancer can't break me
My heart's right and I believe
We all hit our knees
Started prayin'
Naw he never gave up
Said the Good Lord's waitin'

An' that's One Hell of an Amen
That's the only way to go
Fightin' the good fight
Til the Good Lord calls you home
So be well my friend
Til' I see you again
Yeah this is our last goodbye
But it's a Hell of an Amen

So be well my friend
Til' I see you again
This is our last goodbye
But it's a Hell of an Amen

Sawyer Fredericks Simple Man

Mama told me when I was young
"Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day"

"Oh, take your time, don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
You'll find a woman and you'll find love
And don't forget, son, there is someone up above"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

Oh yes, I will

"Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

Baby, be a simple, really simple man
Oh, be something you love and understand

Brad Paisley Crushin' It Lyrics, Song, Music

I sure could use an attaboy
Or a big old high five
I'd love to hear, "you're killing it, dude"
Yeah, it's been a long time
Since I hit one out of the park
Or nailed it, as they say
I guess I've been in a dry spell,
But that's about to change
'Cause

Every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
I'll be done with my third can
Of cold Bud Light
And I'll be crushin' it
Yeah, I'll be crushin' it

They say, "your baby's mad",
'Cause you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her
You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida
You're up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens
She shakes her head and
Looks at you and says, "ain't you good for anything"
And you say,

Every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
You want a margarita
I'll get tequila and ice
And I'll be crushin' it
With a cold one in my other hand
I'll be crushin' it

When I'm finished with my can
I can stomp it with my boot,
Crunch it with my fist,
Smash it on my forehead, yeah
I got this
I'll be crushin' it
Oh, I'll be crushin' it, ooh

I figured this out in college
Walking past them gothic colums
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere, near the bottom
I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around,
But like the great George freakin' Straight
I'm the king of getting unwound

And every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
I'll be done with my third can
Of cold Bud Light
And I'll be crushin' it

Every week has a weekend
Yeah, I'll be crushin' it
(By this time) Friday night
Oh, I'll be crushin' it
I'll be done with my third can
Oh, I'll be crushin' it
Of cold Bud Light
And I'll be crushin' it

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'll be crushin' it

Luke Bryan Games Lyrics, Song, Music

You know the one where you call
But you act like you never called me
When you see me at a bar
and you act like you never saw me
When you're dancing with him
and you're looking at me
Or I'm holding her, and I'm hoping you see
Or the one where you don't kiss me
Then you tell me that you miss me

All of these games, we play
I can't even keep 'em all straight
Do we mean what we say
We got lines crossed all over the place, yeah
I can't tell if I'm winning or losing
Somebody tell me what are we doing
Nobody ever comes out on top
Tell me are we ever gonna stop
Playing these games

The one where you act all surprised
Like you didn't know I'd be at the party
The way you make sure it gets back to me
That you got with somebody
The way you wake up, say it was just a mistake
But you always leave something over at my place
So I gotta bring it back
Now baby why you gotta be like that

All of these games, we play
I can't even keep 'em all straight
Do we mean what we say
We got lines crossed all over the place, yeah
I can't tell if I'm winning or losing
Somebody tell me what are we doing
Nobody ever comes out on top
Tell me are we ever gonna stop
Playing these games

This break-up, make-up,hot and cold thing got me dizzy
You don't want me til I got somebody with me
It's gonna kill me
Baby tell me, what am I supposed to do with you

And all of these games, we play
I can't even keep 'em all straight
Do we mean what we say
We got lines crossed all over the place, yeah
I can't tell if I'm winning or losing
Somebody tell me what are we doing
Nobody ever comes out on top
Tell me are we ever gonna stop
Playing these games
All of these games

 Nasty Bandit Gang Marco Featuring Dro Lyrics, Song, Music

[Hook - Bandit Gang Marco]
Hit me in my whip dammit, nasty
Bad bitch, but her attitude nasty
Ooh ooh she the swooh don't kiss her,that bitch naaast
Jose lookin' for some thots, be so nasty
Nasty, nasty (ooh ooh that's my song ho)
Nasty, nasty (ooh ooh that's my song ho)
Nasty, nasty (ooh ooh that's my song ho, that's my song ho, that's my song ho)

[Verse 1 - Bandit Gang Marco]
That my fucking song,that my fucking song (yeah)
Roll it on (roll it),got my J on (yeah)
Play it nasty bruh (yeah)
Hey that my favorite song (yeah)
Ain't you that sangin' nigga?Yeah bitch now turn it on
Hit me in my whip,that bitch crazy
She gon' suck me up until my eyes get lazy
Told that bitch I don't have the gas
But,who give a fuck? I'm a great bait (yeaaah)

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Dro]
New York, shearling leather coat, it's for any weather (any)
Please try me,try me please I'll have niggas severed
That is in half, in a whip lab
I might knock a nigga off and take a milk bath
They keep on calling me, calling me Dro
I'm in the business with swoll
46 cars is so nasty, I drove that thing straight to the club woah
European shoes, tell em' size 43
Not too saggy, not too skinny, jeans D&G
Hold up, Crips they meet me at Crucial Bloods they meet me at Brucial
And I got Tokyo, Tokyo ohhh ohhh them bitches some cougars
Blue Turquoise Cooper Yeah that thing nasty
Don't let these super models fool you These hoes here trashy

[Hook]

Panic! At The Disco Hallelujah Lyrics, Song, Music

Ohh!
A moment you'll never remember
And a night you'll never forget!
Ohh!

[Chorus:]
All you sinners stand up, sing hallelujah (hallelujah!)
Show praise with your body
Stand up, sing hallelujah (hallelujah!)
And if you can't stop shaking, lean back
Let it move right through ya (hallelujah!)
Say your prayers [x3]
(Hallelujah!)

My life started the day I got caught
Under the covers
With secondhand lovers
Oh, tied up in pretty young things
In a state of emergency
Who was I tryna be

Then the time for being sad is over
And you miss him like you miss no other
And being blue is better than being over it (over it)

[Chorus]

I was drunk and it didn't mean a thing
Stop thinking about
The bullets from my mouth
I love the things you hate about yourself
Just finished a daydream
Who were you tryna be

Then the time for being sad is over
And you miss him like you miss no other
And being blue is better than being over it (over it)

No one wants you when you have no heart and
I'm sitting pretty in my brand new scars and
You'll never know if you don't ever try again
So let's try
Let's try
Let's try

[Chorus x2]