Drake feat. Lil Wayne – The Motto Lyrics

[Drake:]
I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya?
Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch
Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, Fuckin’ women ain’t much to do
Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed
How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh
I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla whenever that stop
My team good, we don’t really need a mascot
Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”
YMCMB you niggas more YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo
Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbs, shout to Gibo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if im fuckin with her, I don’t really need her
Aohhh, That’s how you feel man?
That’s really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I mean maybe she won’t
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal,
Real nigga what’s up?

[Drake – Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way
Real nigga what’s up?

[Lil Wayne:]
One, time fuck one time
I’m calling niggas out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the blunt
Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
It’s Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch
And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch
That’s my MO add a B to that shit
I’m fucked up, torn down
I’m twisted: door knob
Talk stupid, off with your head!
Nigga money talks and Mr Ed!
I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun
Energizer bunny
Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers
I tongue kiss her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: water gun
Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi

[Drake – Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see ’em ’cause the money in the way
Real nigga what’s up what’s up what’s up

Watch the music video: http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3D0V2VVEH6AX4

Afrojack & Steve Aoki feat. Miss Palmer – No Beef lyrics

I won’t break down tonight.
I feel it for the first time.
I feel it for the first time.

I won’t break down tonight.
I feel it for the first time.
I feel it for the first time.

I won’t break down tonight.
I feel it for the first time.
I feel it for the first time.

I found a new place here.
I’m coming down fast.

I found a new place here.
I’m coming down fast.

I found a new place here.
I’m coming down fast.

I found a new place here.
I’m coming down fast.

Find more at: http://www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DirQSTRIAAB8

Talk That Talk

Talk That Talk is the sixth studio album from Barbadian beauty Rihanna and I have to say, “Dadadadadaa – I’m loving it.”

The tracks are upbeat and she’s no longer singing dark songs haunted by her relationship with Chris Brown (We Found Love could be an exception to this, though). She has produced a number of hits and it surprised me to learn that some of these songs were recorded in hotel rooms! Yeah, you heard me.

Some criticism I would give on the album is that Rihanna barely has any emotion in her voice. It seems like she just sings to the beat more than because she enjoys it. Nonetheless, WE enjoy her music so I’m not complaining.

Here’s looking forward to the next one.

Bass Down Low

Swedish House Mafia

Swedish House Mafia

So I went to Numbers (N3) the other day and I’ve been tapping my feet since. Don’t you just love it when the bass is so deep that it makes your body thump?

I must say, I think I’ve moved on from Indie to Dance/House music. Not too sure whether it’s good or bad but I’m sure that other Indie lovers wouldn’t mind the beats too. Goodbye Foster The People, Hello Avicii.
Take a listen to the following and you’ll be dancing on the toilet seat (I plead guilty to this charge):

✽ Avicii – Fade Into Darkness
✽ Swedish House Mafia – Nothing But Love
✽ Flo Rida – Good Feeling
✽ Medina – You And I
✽ Swedish House Mafia – Swedish Beauty
✽ Avicii – Level
✽ David Guetta and Avicii – Sunshine
✽ Swedish House Mafia – Tell Me Why
And, of course ✽ Swedish House Mafia – Save The World

Swedish House Mafia

Swedish House Mafia