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Anderson .Paak

Come Down

Come Down by Anderson .Paak

79 ContributorsCome Down Lyrics When you see Jerusalem How your heart will sing They are with a blessing only God can bring Y'all niggas got me hot, yuh Uh, niggas, tell me how, yuh, yuh, say Hey! Well, that's exactly what a nigga came for Huh, you throwin' shots from afar I'ma meet you at your front door Uh, so hard to be doing what you really meant for, beauty Huh, but don't I make it look easy? Don't I make it look good? Hey, now you drank up all my liquor, come on What I'm 'posed to do now? And you talking all that shit, now come on You gon' have to back it up, hey If I get too high now, sugar, come on I might never come down You might not ever come down Naw, let me get down You might not ever come down Naw-naw-naw, let me get down You might not ever come down Let me get down! You might also like You might never ever come down It took too long to get this high off the ground Don't run, just stay awhile C'mon, uh Can't beat it, can't beat it, can't beat it Can't beat it with a big bat, though Can't see her with these pitch black Gucci frames on Let me take these bitches off Let me get the full scope, hold up Huh, full screen, HD, let me take another picture Let me pull it to the pre-show Whoa, cool beans, cool beans That's a whole lot of reefer Let me help you with the pre-roll You drank up all my liquor, come on What I'm 'posed to do now? And you talking all that shit, now come on You gon' have to back it up If I get too high now, sugar, come on I might never come down You might not ever come down Naw-naw-naw, let me get down You might not ever come down Now let me get down You might not never come down Naw, let me get down! You might never ever come down It took too long to get this high off the ground Don't run, just stay awhile You might never ever come down It took too long to get this high off the ground Don't run, just stay awhile Before Vietnam, when boards were long and hair were short, the center of the surfing world was a place called Malibu

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Heart Don’t Stand a Chance

Heart Don't Stand a Chance by Anderson .Paak

39 ContributorsHeart Don’t Stand a Chance Lyrics Ooh, champagne pourin' down Arms, legs wrapped around you Ooh, champagne, let it fall down Arms, legs keep grabbing See, I be catchin' you starin', be careful The idle mind is a dangerous place to be left in But keep your eyes on me Yeah, your heart don't stand a chance It feels like it's been far too long Your knees can't hold your legs Your feet just want to pace The eyes keep me all in a trance Let me ask you Would you leave it all in the back of your head Or all in the palm of my hand, huh? Ain't nobody holding you back Don't it feel like it's been far too long, girl? Your heart don't stand a chance Your knees just want to break Your eyes keep me all in a trance And let me ask you, mmm I know the approach is so far from what you're used to But you know it And do I hold a candle to the last one over your moon? Baby, of course I do And I'm not closing my tab Don't it feel like it's been far too long, girl? Huh, your heart don't stand a chance You might also like Ooh, champagne pourin' down Arms, legs wrapped around you Ooh, champagne, let it fall down Arms, legs keep grabbing Yeah, yeah, two-step in the corridor Spinning the greatest hits of Hall & Oates Open of chronic smoke I know my time will flee But your heart don't stand a chance, uh It feels like it's been far too long, hmm The moment is all that we have My meter should be up by the half A ticket is the least of my cares So let me ask you, uh Am I dreaming? Mind on the tip of a cloud Or is it real as the stone in your crown? Say, ain't nobody towing my Jag, uh Don't it feel like it's been far too long, girl, huh? Your heart don't stand a chance I'm waiting for the white flag You're talking with the blunt in your hand And won't you pass that, huh? I know in the morning The sunlight cover your wounds, huh But I'm hoping that I look the same as the way you always knew Baby, of course, I flew But I'm not over what we had, huh Don't it feel like it's been far too long, girl, uh? Your heart don't stand a chance Ooh, champagne pourin' down Arms, legs wrapped around you Ooh, champagne, let it fall down Arms, legs keep grabbing I remember being tumbled around and not being able to get to the surface where the air was And looking down and seeing my body spinning around in the white water

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Bubblin

Bubblin by Anderson .Paak

82 ContributorsBubblin Lyrics Look at you go Okay, you bubblin' Look, go, go Look at you go Okay, you bubblin', look Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' Look at the cash, look at the cash comin' in Come get your mans, this lil' nigga buggin' me Just leave the bag, quit all that jaw-jackery Don't even pass me that, I don't want none of it (Yeah) These niggas mad about it, had enough of it Woah, watch what you sayin', all that poppin' and shakin' Got me hot as a laser, my posse deep and irate And we act a fool for the paper, had a dream and I made it El Camino on Dayton's, Vintage Guess over Bape Put the bread on me, bitch, bitch, you bet I'ma bank it Piggy flat in a blanket, I might just roll out today I might just roll out to Vegas, head back to my old ways Cop a room full of Asian hoes and do blow all day Look at me, baby, look at me, baby Don't I look like a million? I'm 'bout to clean out the safe D-don't I look like somebody that just be bodyin' everything? All that talkin' is great but I don't be talkin', I air it out All the problems have gotten easy to bury I'd rather drown them in Hendrick's, I'd rather kiss on my Mary I been broker way longer than I been rich so until it levels out I'ma take your mama to the Marriott and wear it out Took me so long to get it, go on and spread it out Let 'em know all about me when I'm dead and gone (woah) You might also like One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go) One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin' (okay, you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) bubblin' (go) One in the hand (look), one in the hand (go) One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin' (okay, you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) bubblin' I'ma need all the fries you can give me All the hot sauce, all the pie you can give me Better be all or nothin', don't have me in the middle You better be all you can, get higher than the limit, yeah Simplify for the Dumbos, plenty slides, I can shuffle Hit the cadence with my young bitch, Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean Bought the old hoe with the cane stick, left my slippers at the function It's hard to run in Gucci slides Chick, I thought you said you didn't have a husband I'm a stud, no cuckold, Jackie Chan, no trouble Can't clean it with a bib, blood drippin' from the cutthroats No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you wanna stunt for Money, money, that machine gun sprayed the Ferragamo store R.I.P to times that I was broke, after life in 911 Porsche Matte black lookin' clean, dead prezies in an envelope Cookin up canard, waitin' for the antidote Runnin' out of time, patience thinner than a pantyhose "Get over here and empty your pockets." "I don't do that." "You're my prisoner—you do what I tell you to do—get over here." "Haha, he's gonna get nasty about it!" "Fuckin' bitch!" "Frank! Cool it, huh?" "Stay the fuck outta this!" One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go) One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash, look at the cash bubblin' (okay, you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) bubblin' (go) One in the hand (look), one in the hand (go) One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin' (look at you go) Look at the cash, look at the cash, bubblin' (okay, you bubblin') Look at the cash (look) bubblin'

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The Bird

The Bird by Anderson .Paak

55 ContributorsThe Bird Lyrics A bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now I look what's taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do A bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now I look what's taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do I'm repping for the longest cycle, mmm My uncles had to pay the cost, mmm My sister used to sing to Whitney, mmm My mama caught the gambling bug, mmm We came up in a lonely castle, mmm My papa was behind them bars, mmm We never had to want for nothing, mmm Said, all we ever need is love, mmm We see the same things We sing the same songs We feel the same grief Bleed the same blood You grew up in the home beside me I always had a friend to call How could I make it here without you? Mmm I pray I leave before you're gone You might also like The bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now I look what's taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do A bird with the word came to me The sweetness of a honeycomb tree And now my luck was taking over me Couldn't fake it if I wanted to I had to wake up just to make it through I got my patience and I'm making do I learned my lessons from the ancient roots I choose to follow what the greatest do Hey, my little youth is crying I'm almost home, almost home Look, no further riots, mmm Working my fingers to the bone See, I do the best I can, mmm Mama was a farmer, mmm Papa was a goner, mmm

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Am I Wrong

Am I Wrong by Anderson .Paak (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

70 ContributorsAm I Wrong Lyrics Why lie? Why lie, yeah I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life The wrong impression, I only have one to make You can open your palm, waiting to catch a break The cards will fall where they may And what about me? I believe in fate, huh They wanna know where I'll be in five, huh But, what about today? What about tonight? Only one at a time So precious, it's yours, it's mine Only one at a time My life, my life, yeah Am I wrong to assume If she can't dance, then she can't ooh, yeah? Am I wrong to say If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? You might also like Hey, I never wanna waste your time, my life So precious, it's yours, it's mine And look at the time, my God So precious, it's yours, it's mine Only one at a time So precious, it's yours, it's mine Only one at a time My life, my life, yeah Smiles around the clock Dance around the globe to Disco 54 I stare at you in the eyes and spin you on your toes Music ain't music without soul Feelin' the top row Shut the blindfolds, pass the nitro Rock the love boat, get high to get low Chill the Merlot, steady your fast pour You pick up, we go low Make love once or more, we rest then encore Do-do that-that-that, hey Break you off in your Kit-Kat-Kat, hey Never seen one this gorgeous Pay your whole damn mortgage Will you look at the time, hey? Still you the one on the mind, hey Still you the top of the rhyme, hey Thank God that it's Friday Tonight, let's be the life of the party It's nothing to me Get up and move your feet, ah! I never wanna waste your time, my life So precious, it's yours, it's mine And look at the time, my God So precious, it's yours, it's mine Hey, I never wanna waste your time, my life So precious, it's yours, it's mine And look at the time, my God So precious, it's yours, it's mine

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The Season / Carry Me

The Season / Carry Me by Anderson .Paak

85 ContributorsThe Season / Carry Me Lyrics My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it’s paid for) Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming ‘round (I hear it rain and pour) How did you find me here? It must be perfect timing (Forever grateful) If I didn’t love you then, I damn sure love you now (Fruit of your labor) Say, ain’t shit change but the bank statements Spent the summer in the wave with the beach babies Threw your chula in the buggie With the top down up the PCH I’m heading north, I hope it doesn't rain Went from playing community ball to balling with the majors (Oh, what, you major?) Yeah, nigga, I ran bases, pitch flame I call plays, remove labels And fuck fame, that killed all my favorite entertainers (Nothing short of amazing, ooh, yeah) But I’m short on my patience Say, I don’t play that shit, I don’t ever forget And don’t forget that dot, nigga, you paid for it I spent years being called out my name Living under my greatness But what don’t kill me is motivation You might also like My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it’s paid for) Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming ‘round (I hear it rain and pour) How did you find me here? It must be perfect timing (Forever grateful) If I didn’t love you then, I damn sure love you now (Fruit of your labor) Yeah, say, yeah Six years old, I tried my first pair of Jordans on ("Momma, can you carry me?") It was late in the fall I caught a glimpse of my first love, my God ("Momma, can you carry me?") Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord Why they had to take my ma? ("Momma, carry me?") To the early morn' ("Momma, can you carry me?") To the early morning ("Momma, can you carry me?") Hey, hey, hey, gather round, hustlers, that's if ya still livin' And get on down before the judge give the sentence A few more rounds before the feds come and get you Is you gon' smile when your date gets issued? You know them feds taking pictures Your mom’s in prison, your father need a new kidney You family’s splitting, rivalries between siblings If cash ain’t king, it's damn sure the incentive And good riddance "Is the element of danger an important factor for the members of your peer group?" "Yes, you might say that. Why don’t you give it a try and find out for yourself?" 'Bout the year Drizzy and Cole dropped Before K.Dot had it locked I was sleeping on the floor, newborn baby boy Tryna get my money pot so wifey wouldn’t get deported Cursing the heavens, falling out of orbit Tryna roll this seven, tryna up my portion What about your goals? What about your leverage? So they don’t force you into some hole What’s the meaning of my fortune reading? When I crack the cookie, all it said was “keep dreaming” When I look at my tree, I see leaves missing Generations of harsh living and addiction I came to visit during the seven-year stint But they wouldn’t let me in because my license suspended Now I’m scraping the pennies just to kiss you on your cheek It’s gonna be a couple weeks before I get it I know you miss me Six years old, I tried my first pair of Jordans on (Momma, can you carry me?) It was late in the fall I caught a glimpse of my first love, my God (Momma, can you carry me?) Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord Why they had to take my ma? (Momma, carry me) To the early morn' (Momma, can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) Yeah, oh, oh, oh And one of these is my rise One of these is my downfall And I’m the one to make it right I wanna make it right, momma And one of these is my rise One of these is my downfall And I’m the one to make it right I wanna make it right, momma I wanna make it right (Momma, can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma, can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma, can you carry me?) Oh, lord (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) (Momma, can you carry me?) I, uh, see here they call you a masochist I like pain Can you be specific? What kind of pain do you like? Any kind of pain

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Tints

Tints by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Kendrick Lamar)

I been feelin' kinda cooped up, cooped up I’m tryna get some fresh air Hey, why you got the roof off, roof off? You know it never rains here Hey, you ain't gotta flash when you takin' your picture You ain’t gotta draw no extra attention Paparazzi wanna shoot ya, shoot ya Niggas dyin' for less out here I been in my bag, adding weight Tryna throw a bag in a safe Giggin', tourin', chorin', raisin' babes Baby Milo wants some Bathing Apes Niggas crying for less out here Do what I gotta do bruh, do bruh Get up in my rear view mirror I can't be ridin' round and round that open strip I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I can’t be flying down that 110 with a bad bitch in my whip I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) And it’s no good for me, it's so good for them I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I got way too much to lose, so roll your window up real quick I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) You might also like You probably think a nigga trollin’ (Like) Or showin' out for the cameras (Right) Fuck I'm doin' fish-bowlin’? ('Side) One hunnid thou' on the passenger Bitch, I'm Kendrick Lamar, respect me from afar I was made in His image, you call me a god Everybody in attendance, I'm about to perform Everybody get offended by the shit I got on Like, can you buy that, nigga? Nine hundred horse, can you drive that, nigga? A G5, can you fly that, nigga? I need tints so I can look at the snakes and posers (I need tint) 'Cause bomb head is non-disclosure (I need tint) So I can live with a peace of mind Without niggas takin' a piece of mine And peace be still and not do fines, so fuck a fix-it ticket You pull me over and might see one of your bitches, ahh! Ridin' round and round that open strip I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I can't be flying down that 110 with a bad bitch in my whip I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) And it's no good for me, it's so good for them I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I got way too much to lose, so roll your window up real quick I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) You know I like it presidential (Presidential) Stretch it out, that's a limo (That's a limo) Pull it over, let me get behind ya ('Hind ya) Where we goin', they don't need to know (Don't need to know) Ghost ridin' in the Phantom (In the Phantom?) Niggas never see me comin' (Uh, superstar) She wanna hold me like a ransom (Uh, bitch, I don't know you) But the money keep me runnin' (Uh, but the money) I been in my bag, adding weight Tryna throw a bag in a safe Giggin', tourin', chorin', raisin' babes Baby Milo wants some Bathing Apes Niggas crying for less out here Do what I gotta do bruh, do bruh Get up in my rear view mirror Ridin' round and round that open strip I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I can't be flying down that 110 with a bad bitch in my whip I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) And it's no good for me, it's so good for them I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I got way too much to lose, so roll your window up real quick I need tints (Windows tinted) I need tints (I need my windows tinted) I, I think I'm 'bout to black out Can't see me when I act out tonight I got some moves I gotta make though I got the goons up on the payroll They won't see me coming They won't see me coming, no, no I, I think I'm 'bout to black out Can't see me when I act out tonight I got some moves I gotta make though I got the goons up on the payroll They won't see me coming They won't see me coming ] (As soon as I put this on, yeah, ooh) (Yeah, as soon as I put this on) God damn, what? (Don't fight it, let it live) Shit, what's up man? Bubblin'! I see you my nigga! Oh, thank you bro! Ay, bro, I don't know if you- anybody ever told you this, you need to start sellin' bubble baths Ah Since you got the song "Bubblin'" so it's- bath bombs dawg! It's London, my nigga! You'll really win! That's extra, bro. That's extra. You gotta chill, bro, you gotta chill Whatchu mean I gotta chill, bro? Why are you rollin' yo windows up? Just be- just be yourself Bro, lemme get 30 dollars! Ay, you got some lotion?

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Put Me Thru

Put Me Thru by Anderson .Paak

29 ContributorsPut Me Thru Lyrics Why the hell would you run this game? Both my hands are tied Afraid of thinking I dug my own grave Fuck around with this Strange and elusive, too afraid to lose it I don't mind this pain Most niggas want you for your candy They'll never know just how long it takes I wave my own pride And put it all on the line There I go, volunteering punishment Self inflicted pain, sickness over used Way over used Here I stay, hey, time to time It must be what you put me through, ha It must be what you put me through A little while longer A bit more time Why would you run these thoughts across my mind? Please, relieve me As cool as I remain There's a point in which I'll lose my self restraint Say, love, most niggas would've left you lonely I fancy throwin' it all away I see it to my own demise How much longer will I let it ride? You might also like There I go, volunteering punishment Self inflicted pain, sickness over used Will I let it ride? (Here I stay) Here I stay, time to time It must be what you put me through (Yeah, time to time) It must be what you put me through Hey, it must be (Here I stay, time to time) It must be what you put me through It must be what you put me through

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Trippy

Trippy by Anderson .Paak (Ft. J. Cole)

75 ContributorsTrippy Lyrics Ah, that's right, doll But everyone wants love Love, is the answer, Johnny Everyone is lookin' for love, deep love A lifetime of deep love, you know? I'm lookin' for a shallow half hour, you know? Don't you have luck with women? I never had luck with women I'm no ladies man, I know that, Johnny And I never got girls when I was a kid in show business either, you know? One girl told me, "Come on over, there's nobody home" I went over, there was nobody home! You and I will always meet somewhere in between You and I will always meet somewhere in between Sweet Trippy, I'm yours for the gettin' Talkin' foolish at the moon, I was gone, 1800, sippin' I can't get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy Come meet me in the middle, right there where you always be Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet Come meet me in the middle, right there where we always be Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet Come meet me in the middle (I'll meet you in the middle) Come meet me in the middle (Somewhere in between) Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always meet) Right there where we always be (Somewhere in between) You might also like Without a space I could feel, in the words to define Pick it up, if you will, heavy weight on my mind Just a pretty brown thing wit'cho head in the clouds Why don't you put the round thing in the palm of my hands Up enough for the thrill, over over you spill Open up, I could tell I could see when it's real And as soon as I grab a hold of ya, I'ma have to let go of ya Came down the block, somethin' sick, but it's rented I don't give a fuck, bitch, either way, I'm in it I ain't gotta prove to you that I got bread Niggas talkin' money but be broker than the bed That I slept on back in Mohammed crib 'Member fuckin' hoes leanin' all to the left? Don't know why they rock wit' a nigga, but they did Damn sure wasn't the money, maybe it's the kid? Used to have a honey that I loved when we was younger but somehow got disconnected before Facebook got so big I used to search her name hopin' we could reconnect But if I sent the message, would she still be on my dick? When I couldn't find her, had me feelin' mad lame Maybe she got married and she changed her last name Maybe she just ain't up on the latest of the internet and ain't got into that But give her time, that'll change Bingo, what do you know? Years later (Right), late night after a show we here laid up (Right) Brown skin, love how it glow, your hair tied up (Right) Ask, "Is it cool if I smoke?" Go 'head, light up (Right) High from your fragrance, I love, you smell purrty (Smells good) Know I got it straight from the mud, my nails dirty (Right) If somehow we both lose touch, I won't lie, ya got me open way too much, I'm gon' find ya Sweet trippy, you’re lost in the deep end, like water to a fish scale Love to watch you swim I can't get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy Come meet me in the middle, right there where you always be Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet Come meet me in the middle, right there where we always be Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always be) Come meet me in the middle (Somewhere in between) Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always meet) Somewhere in between You and I will always be

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Come Home

Come Home by Anderson .Paak (Ft. André 3000)

77 ContributorsCome Home Lyrics Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah Darlin', I have to be moved from afar The truth is the only thing worth holdin' onto anymore (Anymore) Untie me, let me loose from the cord I'm so gone, so far, I deserve more (More, I deserve more) Yeah I'm beggin' you (I beg) I'm beggin' you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) I'm beggin' you (I beg) I'm beggin' you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah You might also like Who should I rest blame upon When all of the signs are brightly drawn And point back to your open arms? (Point back to your open arms) Back too soon, but I'm here for the last of support No longer bound by a broken heart (Bound by a broken heart) I'm beggin' you (I beg) I'm beggin' you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) I'm beggin' you (I beg) I'm beggin' you, please, come home (Please) No one even begs anymore (Come home) Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah Somewhere in a plane over water My love, my love Home base, wifey turn it off before I touch down You're all I need, all of me on my knees Normally harmony, bumblebee, hummingbird I'm a nerd, study you What are you, WWF? We fightin', we might need counseling Possibly moreso me Sounds to me frowns'll be grounds to leave Hounds'll be lookin' for you before you drop a tear, apres diem Stop pretending that I ain't him I ain't them, dim sum dumpling I remember when you start dyeing them silver hairs And start hiding from your age I ask, "Why? How come?" Amazin' how time can run away from us I'm no nun, you're no priest, but I promise, hun, you gon' see A phenomenon, come with me Like it's Ramadan, I don't eat Like it's Comic Con, I'm a freak for you (Yeah!) I'm begging now, pretty please with cherries on top Hairy wet twat Harriet Tub-man, I don't give up And if your gut tells you to strut, then strut Then I'll hail you a car, but what man won't beg? You know I'm nutmeg I will show up on a lil' moped With a lil' puppy, it'll be fluffy You will un-toughen, we can discuss it You know I'm sufferin', I do miss my friend I don't like my fin bent up, Tilikum, well, that's ill-informed Sweet stuff, Willa Wonk', we stuck, Billabong 'Least at minumum we gon' get along Peace and inner calm, geez, it's been a long T-I-M-E, um, please, I'm feelin' dumb Please, I'm feelin' dumb Please, I'm feelin' dumb Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah

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Silicon Valley

Silicon Valley by Anderson .Paak

60 ContributorsSilicon Valley Lyrics Yeah, all of that ass you carrying, you gotta be shitting me All of that body that you came with But, where are you mentally? I know ya hear it all the time But, you ain't gon' hear from me I just wanna focus on them lovelies What's behind them tig-ol-bitties? They say the heart is underneath Underneath the guarded insecurities I finally found the key Underneath the garments, that's the double D's Open your heart, X spots the mark, baby Don't turn around, make an ass out yourself, baby Open your heart What's behind them tig-ol-bitties? I don't mind them little bitty berries You my Ju-Ju-Be I don't need nothing to distract me From this connectivity You know I see it all the time The same old shit to me I just wanna know what's under That tender titty meat You might also like They say the heart is underneath Underneath the guarded insecurities I finally found the key (Yes, I did) Underneath the garments, that's the double D's Open your heart, X spots the mark, baby Don't turn around, make an ass out yourself, baby Open your heart What's behind them tig-ol-bitties? Yeah, before you go and pop that bottom, baby Before you go and get butt naked, baby I know you got a little bit of baggage, baby Never mind, I'ma look past it Big cans in the cooler, let me handle it, baby Two jugs, I'ma start grasping you, baby Separation between truth and the fake You can get a new rack for $5K You can get a rapper by Friday You gon' have to replace being cheapskate, just save it Can a nigga squeeze or should I just be safe? (Yeah, for sure) Tell me what it reads on the expiration date (Well, I just got them, should be good for about ten years or so) I know you feel the D when a nigga deep in the hole But do you feel the peace when I'm sucking them, baby doll? (Can you fuck me already?) Open your heart, baby, X spots the mark, baby Don't turn around, make an ass out yourself, baby Open your heart What's behind them tig-ol-bitties? Open your heart, baby, X spots the mark, baby What's behind them tig-ol-bitties? For me, I can't live in the Northern Hemisphere I must live back, back into time Where all these animals, all this sea life, all the oysters, shellfish, crustaceans, everything is part of the smell Everything has come into the focus of the whole experience

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The Waters

The Waters by Anderson .Paak (Ft. BJ the Chicago Kid)

64 ContributorsThe Waters Lyrics Yes, Lord, yeah Tried to tell niggas, in 2012, nigga Working hand to hand and no avail Volume one was too heavy for you frail niggas So I got lean like codeine and pills It's the visionary, in the vintage Chevy It's been a while but, wow, you still care Free Nats 'til they pass out obituaries In bold caps, "your bitch-ass was not there" And I can do anything but move backwards The hardest thing is to keep from being distracted My big sister still claiming me on them taxes Tell Uncle Sam I just need a second to add this Gave my mama ten racks And she packed and went to Chumash with it Quadruple the worth and give me half of it Half of it I took in the back of the air mattress A quarter stash was stashed in a box with the Air Maxes The rest got lost in Saks with my wifey, no BM Whack niggas dropping links in my DM Bad bitches up and down a nigga TL I'm glad that you finally made it to the future but you're late And the price is through the muthafuckin' roof If you want you could wait outside the building I ain't takin' no more meetings You might also like Stepped in the waters The water was cold Chilled my body But not in my soul I bring you greetings from the first church of Boom Baptists United Fellowship of Free Nationals Residing pastor is .Paak And the first lady is a bad bitch With slanted eyelids and thick ass Sunglasses, Martin Luther King fan for you bitch niggas Sweating on my Patent Leathers Pressure turned their feather weight into a Cinderella I ain't seen the ground in days since I grew propellers We'll do one better Word to the liquor that killed my grandpa liver I know you finally look proud, a nigga smiling To every hundred niggas that came and gone missing Only a handful will go the distance I swear I seen this shit coming as if I was living up under the plumbing While niggas was riffing and mumbling 'bout what they could do I was cooking gumbo whipping the voodoo I was in the jungle running with Zulu's We was looking past the struggle while life was moving so fast You had to be sharp as a Ginsu To the top of the food group Doing what I want and how I should, too Stepped in the waters The water was cold Chilled my body But it didn't touch my soul Stepped in the waters The water was cold Chilled my body But it didn't touch my soul Ladies and gentlemen, the most fantastic race in history Nicky Door is trying to explain to the crowd That what made this race possible Is underneath this hood Take a look at this

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Make It Better

Make It Better by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Smokey Robinson)

36 ContributorsTranslationsРусскийMake It Better Lyrics How do you mend when you're worlds apart? Ooh, carry on Ooh, from the start Somehow, we fell in love, then fell right out of touch And ooh, that was hard But ooh, here we are And it’s easier to walk away Than to look for what would make you stay Remember when we first met? We were havin' so much fun So, now, how can we both forget Tellin' each other, "We’re the one"? We would make love (We would make love) At the drop of a hat Remember that? (Yeah) I remember you and me (You and me) Close as any two can be (Two can be) Now we're strangers in the night (In the night) Awkward and uptight Oh baby, do you wanna make it better? Uh, ha, do you wanna stay together? Hey, if you do, then let's please Make some new memories You might also like When you take somebody for your own It can't survive on history alone Yeah, meet me at the hotel, motel Though we got a room at home Go to a place that we don't know so well It be nice, add a lil' spice Try some new seduction (You and me) Show each other how (Show each other how) Uh, give each other new instructions On what makes us feel good now I just wanna make you feel good now (Uh, feel good, don't it? C'mon) Do you wanna make it better? (Yeah) (Just wanna make it right, c’mon) Do you wanna stay together? (Uh) (I meant when I said it) And it’s easier to run away Than to look for what would make you stay Do you wanna make it better? (Uh, feel good, don't it? C’mon) Do you wanna stay together? (Yeah) (Just wanna make it right, c'mon) If you do, then let's please Make some new memories Do you wanna make it better? (Uh, feel good, don't it? C’mon) Do you wanna stay together? (Yeah) If you do, then let's please (Just wanna make it right, c'mon) Make some new memories Do you wanna make it better? (Uh, feel good, don't it? C'mon) Do you want to stay together? (Yeah) If you do, then let's please (Just wanna make it right, c'mon) Make some new memories Do you wanna make it better? Do you wanna stay together?

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The Dreamer

The Dreamer by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Talib Kweli & Timan Family Choir)

47 ContributorsThe Dreamer Lyrics I enjoy some of the old and I enjoy the new And if I can find a balance between it, that's where I find my satisfaction Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now (Yeah), keep dreaming I'm on my fifth brew and my rent's due Sixth and west roof, I can see it all Hold on to my hand, that's my lil' dude Look at Kenzo, swaggin' like his paw One for the occasion and get ya good suit Fuck your reservation, bitch, I brought 'em all Look at where you came from, Californication Since a little baby skating in boogie boards and raiding your Cookie jar, my radio analog, I wanted them Nikes, mama got me Lugz (And all) This one's for all the little dreamers And the ones who never gave a fuck I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns And who cares, your daddy couldn't be here? Mama always kept the cable on I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns You might also like One for the occasion, fuck your reservation Call up all the haters, it's official Californication, ever since a baby Radio and the cable, I got the dish, too, and, oh This one's for all the little dreamers And the ones who never gave a fuck I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns And who cares, your daddy couldn't be here? Mama always kept the cable on I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming This one's for all the little dreamers I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch And who cares, your daddy couldn't be here? I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch This is the music that you gotta feel Gave you the truth before I got a deal No rabbit in a hat, it ain't no magic, ain't no Copperfield More like a panther, Huey Newton, Bobby Seale Word to the free lunch, who knew what we would become? Who would be defunct? Which rumours would be debunked? Yeah, this is the music that you gotta feel Yeah, gave you the truth before I got a deal No rabbit in a hat, it ain't no magic, ain't no Copperfield More like a panther, Huey Newton, Bobby Seale Word to the free lunch, who knew what we would become? Who would be defunct? Which rumours would be debunked? Used to be scared of all my fears 'Til I woke up from this nightmare Now what become of a dream deferred, now until I leave this earth The music make your speakers burst, I always put my people first It's deep how when I speak, they say I'm preaching like I lead a church No proper opposition, competition gonna need a nurse My job as an artist is making miracles To show you how to struggle poetic and make it lyrical Crystallize the thought to make it clear to you And make the revolution irresistable This one's for all the little dreamers And the ones who never gave a fuck I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns And who cares, your daddy couldn't be here? Mama always kept the cable on I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Don't stop now, keep dreaming Oh my gosh, guys, calm down Stop it Now, evolution, where's it all going? Is it coming to an end or it it just beginning There was one fellow who know'd Malibu quite well at a certain time in history And I doubt if, uh, very few people are able to find these types of conditions again Due to crowds and controls and much bureaucracy But there are other areas which are magnificent or treasures of this world And for somebody with adventure and excitement in their lives, and they have a lot of excitement and adventure They can find this way of living

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Lockdown

Lockdown by Anderson .Paak

60 ContributorsLockdown Lyrics You should've been downtown (Word) The people are risin' (For real?) We thought it was a lockdown (What?) They opened the fire (Man) Them bullets was flyin' (Ooh) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie Oh my Time heals all, but you out of time now (Now) Judge gotta watch us from the clock tower (True) Lil' tear gas cleared the whole place out I'll be back with the hazmat for the next round We was tryna protest, then the fires broke out Look out for the secret agents, they be planted in the crowd Said, "It's civil unrest," but you sleep so sound Like you don't hear the screams when we catchin' beatdowns? Stayin' quiet when they killin' niggas, but you speak loud When we riot, got opinions comin' from a place of privilege Sicker than the COVID how they did him on the ground Speakin' of the COVID, is it still goin' around? And won't you tell me 'bout the lootin'? What's that really all about? 'Cause they throw away black lives like paper towels Plus unemployment rate, what, forty million now? Killed a man in broad day, might never see a trial We just wanna break chains like slaves in the South Started in the North End but we in the downtown Riot cops tried to block, now we got a showdown (Citizens of Los Angeles) Down (I hereby declare this to be an unlawful assembly) (And in the name of the people of the State of California) You might also like You should've been downtown (Command all those assembled) The people are risin' (Right here) We thought it was a lockdown They opened the fire (Ooh) Them bullets was flyin' (Lockdown, we ain't gotta stop because they tell us to) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie Downtown, where I got popped with the rubber bullet Trey-pound, got it in my name now, I'ma shoot it Uh, okay, never understand why they do it Someone cut the channel off the news 'fore I lose it (Nah) I ain't even trippin', if you wit' it, then we lootin' (Nah) Help me put this Louis in the back of Suzuki (Ooh), o-he Had to break it down so smoothly (Smooth) They gon' say, "It's not about race," but we movin' (Fuckin') ho, power Copped the trey-pound, had to put that in my name Wish a nigga play now (Yeah) Any given day, I'll be headed to the pulpits (Yeah) Say a lil' prayer, matter fact, I need two of 'em, ooh Won't he do it? Won't he do it? Ooh, this ain't '92 so we into new rules Niggas got hip, so we don't loot the projects 'Bout to hit Rodeo with my lil' cousin Marcus Someone threw a whole brick in the Neiman Marcus (Ah) Help me put the whole mannequin in the Charger You should've been downtown (Down) The people are risin' (Look around) We thought it was a lockdown (Shit, lockdown) They opened the fire (Had to get low, fire) Them bullets was flyin' (Down, down) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie (Ooh-wee) Lockdown, we ain't gotta stop 'cause they tell us to Downtown, where I got popped with the rubber bullet Trey-pound, got it in my name now (Uh), I'ma shoot it Lockdown, we ain't gotta stop 'cause they tell us to Downtown

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Room in Here

Room in Here by Anderson .Paak (Ft. The Game & Sonyae)

54 ContributorsRoom in Here Lyrics "Besides surfing, what do you think about? Love, for instance? I don't think about it, I make it" Baby, there's room in here Just enough for two in here Ain't nobody but you and me in here Yeah, what can we do in here? What can we do? What can we do? I want you by my lonesome, above this crowded space It's easier to hold some, when no one's in the way Well, if no one's in the running for the part I'd love to pick a day To show you the main room (Whenever's a good time) I don't need a bouquet, I just need proper space Homie three blocks away, I got bottles for days I got tropical haze, go ahead and wave bye Let me help with your coat, grab a hold of my arm Tell them niggas to move, tell your sister you fine 'Cause baby, there's room in here Just enough for two in here Ain't nobody but you and me in here Yeah, what can we do in here? What can we do? What can we do? You might also like As crazy as it may seem, it's not too hard to read It's too many ifs and maybes, and not enough certainty Well, if no one's putting numbers on the board I'd love to take a swing, might even graze you But I don't mean any harm, I'm just speaking my mind Take a look at that moon, 'bout as bright as your eyes We got plenty of space, go ahead and recline Take a puff of that, get a sip of this wine Yeah, feelin' good? 'Cause baby, there's room in here Just enough for two in here Ain't nobody but you and me in here Yeah, what can we do in here? What can we do? What can we do? She had a bright smile, big white teeth, I mean Whiter than her white T, remind me of wifey Met her at the studio, sort of like a high buyer She told me she had game so we connected like the wifi She had this Asian swagger ‘bout her, so I call her mai tai Started followin' her, she was the only thing on my timeline And there was this one picture, her in the swimsuit That made a nigga want to beat it up, and I intend to But I'ma have to put in work, baby girl, then drink it all Face like Mona Lisa, I'm just tryna be the wall to hang on I ain't got no patience, I can't wait long She come and see me, but she don't stay long And that's the problem, she a good girl Maybe it's too much smoke in the room And she don't want that Mary Jane in her Vidal Sassoon So I'ma take a minute, and walk her to her Uber Got a bullet in my heart, and she the shooter Ay, .Paak Baby, there's room in here Just enough for two in here Ain't nobody but you and me in here Yeah, what can we do in here? What can we do? What can we do?

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6 Summers

6 Summers by Anderson .Paak

97 Contributors6 Summers Lyrics Wait a minute! Trump's got a love child and I hope that bitch is buckwild I hope she sip mezcal, I hope she kiss señoritas and black gals I hope her momma’s El Salv', I hope her poppa stick around, yeah Take chains off, take rings off Bracelets and things, big aches and pains My jack rang off with clickbait Truth is too raw, it's a fish plate Fela, the kunte A hunnid and fifty of us on the big stage? How long it took a nigga just to get paid? And now I think I’m 'bout to buy a Bentley, pronto I'm in LA with the shaker and bongo I heard your tape, do or die, it was compo- Trimmin' the bream with the blade and lawnmow' Figure it out, nigga Bitch, don't spill my sake You gon' make me kick you out this 'partment You gon’ have to kick it in the lobby Damn, but don’t somebody stop me, I'm too sloppy You might also like Trump’s got a love child and I hope that bitch is buckwild I hope she sip mezcal, I hope she kiss señoritas and black gals I hope her momma's El Salv', I hope her poppa stick around Yes, Lord The revolution will not be televised But it will be streamed live In 1080p on your pea-brain head in the face ass mobile device Alright? This shit gon' bang at least six summers From out that rock you been under Mummy wrapped, duffel bag, gutter bunny It’s hard to stomach cold murder It's easier to get a nine millimeter He was nineteen with a burner, they had to off 'em (Off 'em) Reform, reform shoulda came sooner (Sooner) Wait a minute! This shit gon' bang at least six summers (Summers, summers, summers, summers Summers, summers, summers) Word! This shit gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't shit gon' change for at least three summers They tryna kill a nigga faith, we need a little truth, brother Pop-pop-pop goes the shooter Reform, reform shoulda came sooner Come on This shit gon' bang at least six summers Pop the top, that bitch hot than a motha We need more peace and less lone gunners Put down your heat and smoke marijuanas Pop the lock off your muzzle Niggas is dyin' like lost files in the shuffle We know you lyin', my nigga, naw, we don't trust you We know you buy to sell it back to the public 'Cause there's money to be made in a killin' spree That's why he tryna start a war on the Twitter feed Somebody take this nigga's phone, is you kiddin' me? And take them AK's up outta these inner city streets This shit gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't shit gon' change for at least three summers They tryna kill a nigga faith, we need a little truth, brother Pop-pop-pop goes the shooter Reform, reform shoulda came sooner And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrane and the Cobain And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrane and the Cobain Dear Mr. President, it's evident that you don't give a damn Shi-tell me somethin' that I don't know All this fuckin' evidence and if it ever make it to the stand Shi-you know they gon' let 'em go, bro You was overseas stealin' niggas' land and oil Billy copped the Desert Eag' and it's legal to tote it Lil' nigga bullied out his Pumas But why he have to shoot the whole school up? And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrane and the Cobain And so I smoke, drink, just to cope with the pain Get the Coltrane and the Cobain This shit gon' bang at least six summers (Summers, summers, summers, summers, summers, summers, summers) Word! This shit gon' bang for at least six summers But ain't shit gon' change for at least three summers They tryna kill a nigga faith, we need a little truth, brother Pop-pop-pop goes the shooter Reform, reform shoulda came sooner

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Parking Lot

Parking Lot by Anderson .Paak

26 ContributorsParking Lot Lyrics Well, you told me your whole life story in a few shorts All the while, I never knew the tone of your voice A half an hour, I ramble on way too much (My love) Alone with my own thoughts (My love) (1, 2, 3, come on–) Enough is enough There's a plain way to call it, but it's never that obvious for me I'm in a communion, I got needs The combination of all my life's complaints and a few strong drinks I don't remember the parking lot I just remember the song we sang (Ooh, my love) And the song we sang (My love) 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on– (Remember the song–) 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me (My love) Come on, you feel me (The parking lot) 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me (My love) 1, 2, 3, come on– You might also like Bring the corners from left to right How many more will it take to get a crossfade? Coming closer to midnight and I'm wide awake And ain't you afraid? Was afraid Couldn't wait to get you naked on the first date But you made me wait So it takes one to make one The compromise we made Please believe me, I don't recall the parking lot I just remember the song we sang And the song we sang And the song we s– 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on– (Ooh, my love) Come on, you feel me (My love) Come on– (Remember the parking lot) Come on, you feel me (My love) Come on, you feel me 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me (My love) 1, 2, 3, come on– Come on, you feel me (My love) Come on, you feel me (The song we sang) 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me (My love) 1, 2, 3, come on– 1, 2, 3, come on, you feel me Come on, you f– 1, 2, 3– Feel me (Have mercy, baby! Can you dig it? Can you dig it?)

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Without You

Without You by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Rapsody)

54 ContributorsWithout You Lyrics With all the kissin', the touchin', the bitin', the tuggin' You know, you know I love what you do (You know I know I love what you do) And all the spittin', the cursin', the fightin' and fussin' You know I'm only fuckin' with you (I bet you I was only thinkin' if I) If I could, I'd take you everywhere But you know I can't do nothin' with you (You know I can't do nothin' with you) You know I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth No bullshit, I'm nothin' without you Say, I should take this heart and pawn it at the auction I don't need it, I'ma slang this bitch and take ya shoppin' 'Cause what good is any heart if it can break in pieces? I would rather have no feelings, than cryin' and sobbin' When I met you, I was broke as the rope on the faucet I had dreams that I would blow like a Nintendo Cartridge I was hungry, I was dirty, I needed a shower Said you fed me, and you clothed me, you packed me a sack lunch Papa said, "When I get older, get a girl like your momma" But I'm twenty (cough) years old and runnin' out of options How I'm supposed to trust ya? Ain't you one of them ones tryin' to run up Pose for the perfect picture, upload and post it? Question: Is you with me or not? I'm from the city where they wear bikinis in the water drought But I'm used to having cyclones blown in and out of my life So it's no biggie if you need time to figure it out You might also like With all the kissin', the touchin', the bitin', the tuggin' You know, you know I love what you do (You know I know I love what you do) And all the spittin', the cursin', the fightin' and fussin' You know I'm only fuckin' with you (I bet you I was only thinkin' if I) If I could, I'd take you everywhere But you know I can't do nothin' with you (You know I can't do nothin' with you) You know I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth No bullshit, I'm nothin' without you You know you wrong, shit, you out of pocket Remember you was couch surfin', you ain't have a casa And mi casa, I would buy you shoes from out the locker Even though I heard around the town from all the gossip Between they legs and slidin' limousines in garages Heard your mama cheated on ya daddy, you just like her Karma come around, remember what happened to Tiger Game over, dead wrong, uh, Biggie Wallace I was the one you counted on before you stacked your wallets Talkin' 'bout me, motherfucker, you the one with problems Haha, you played yourself for a photo, uh, that you ain't know, though I only took from niggas trying to slide up in the DM And show 'em I was happy with the nigga I was seein' But you fucked up, stupid, so I guess I'll go and see 'em As you contemplate how to get me back like Liam No fuckin' tonight, I'll be gone by the PM, nigga With all the kissin', the touchin', the bitin', the tuggin' You know, you know I love what you do (You know I know I love what you do) And all the spittin', the cursin', the fightin' and fussin' You know I'm only fuckin' with you (I bet you I was only thinkin' if I) If I could, I'd take you everywhere But you know I can't do nothin' with you (You know I can't do nothin' with you) You know I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth No bullshit, I'm nothin' without you Might not get, might not get any better Might not, might not get, might not get any better Might not, might not get

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Celebrate

Celebrate by Anderson .Paak

36 ContributorsCelebrate Lyrics Time never cares, if you're there or not there All you ever needed was a simple plan But you're doing well, I mean, you're not dead So let's celebrate while we still can I know what they say, I could give or care They talk so much on me, I must be doing something right I saw my son today, in the likeness of a full grown man So I'll celebrate while I still can Ooh, on a clear day, you can see West LA, even downtown I remember where I couldn't even see the point Of stepping out the motherfucking house Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go I came to fixing up the tree that farms move I've came too far How many others have walked the same ground you have? You'll be wise to pay attention to your old head I spent the whole day throwin' records in the deep end So let's celebrate while we still can You might also like Captivated, the fruits of my family tree Where would I be without you? What would you do without me? It'd be a bad look talkin' 'bout what could've been So let's celebrate while we still can Ooh, on a clear day, you can see West LA, even downtown I remember where I couldn't see the point But now I'm at the point where I got it figured out Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go I came to fixin' up the tree that farms move I've came too far Do not be concerned about the money in your brother's hand What's mine is yours Thought you knew me better than that I was under the impression that we all want the best of life So let's celebrate while we still can The partnership of the, of the board and the body of the fellow that is doing the maneuvers In the fluent directions with the, with this wave is what interests me Now chaotic surfing, nervous surfing, and uh, uh, surfing power has its, has its merits And I, uh, I can—it fascinates me. That's just not my direction I, I can only speak for myself

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Cheers

Cheers by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Q-Tip)

61 ContributorsCheers Lyrics Yeah, uh huh Yeah I'm workin' on a world premiere And I could see the world from here They ask me where I'm going from here Shit, anywhere long as the runway is clear Shit, music business movin' too fast for me (God damn) Wishin' I still had Mac wit' me (Yes Lawd!) How do you tell a nigga slow it down when you livin' just as fast as 'em? I couldn't understand when I seen 'em stretched out cold on the pavement Niggas catch T-K-O's on occasion Wishin' I could save 'em, what was I to say? I was doin' dates, dippin' in and out of state We was goin' in to get away Sick of feelin' so outta place Wishin' I could save ya, what was I to say? Wishin' I could save ya, but now it's too late Now, is this really what I wanted? Is it really worth the pain? Now am I really an asshole? Fuck what you say Don't do me no favors, let's get back to basics We live for today, bitch, fuck up out my way, bitch I'm losin' all my aces, I'm runnin' outta patience Got some pretty faces knowin' what my name is Up in high places, I got some new neighbors They don't really say shit but when they see the spaceship They just think I rap or some form of entertainment But they don't know I'm black, young, gifted and amazin' You might also like You know I had to close my eyes, yeah And if I have to free my mind I may not have the lane, movin' all along Knowin' that I can't do it on my own And if I got the pain feelin' comin' out Have to run away, think I'm goin' home Yeah, you know I'm workin' on a world premiere And I could see the world from here I know you somewhere in the atmosphere I know someday I'll meet you halfway there (Cheers) They say there's nothin' you can do about it Can't say that I'm new to sorrow Wishin' I could take your problems Trade 'em for a little more time wit'chu Carry you out the bottom, the weight of the world, I got it Sprouted wit'chu on my shoulder, the greatest honor to know ya I'd gotta be honest wit'cha, I hate you ain't in the picture I hate all them fake niggas claimin' like they gon' really miss ya I know there's no one to blame and maybe the point that I'm missin' But I needed a minute, just give me a minute You know I had to close my eyes, yeah And if I have to free my mind I may not have the lane, movin' all along Knowin' that I can't do it on my own And if I got the pain feelin' comin' out Have to run away, think I'm goin' home Oh, say it ain't so! Tears keep fallin' down my eyes Damn it, I miss you, I should be with you Can't turn back the hands of time but I should be with you I miss my friend Damn it, I miss you Cannot bring you back These pictures I'm seein' are fuckin' me up And I don't know what to do but reminisce and face the pain Back in the day before you were a dog and you were just pup Bangin' beats and bringin' bitches back to the tour bus Excuse me, y'all, I know this .Paak shit, I just need a second It's Q-Tip in this bitch and I'm just in here reflectin' Head on collisions with memories in the intersection Lookin' in my rearview, wishin' I could be near you The freeways of my mind are crowded with traffic The good times that we had and them bad habits Look at me now, look around, last man standin' Grown man cryin' like a child tryna understand it So sick of sendin' flowers to all of my brother's mommas Don't know what's harder, fightin' trauma or keepin' a promise A true confession breath is a blessin', without a question But niggas don't get the message until they get disconnected My story ain't over, I'm still turnin' pages But the picture I painted with you in it has faded My queen, my dreams and even my wages I know what it means to lose everything when you made it Rags to the riches and back to the rags is a muh'fucka The consequence of puttin' all your chips in one bucket To be honest, I feel like gettin' right back to these commas You motherfuckers keep the drama I'm workin' on a world premiere And I could see the world from here I know there must be somethin' after here I know some day I'll meet ya halfway there in the atmosphere Cheers Free my mind You know I had to close my eyes Close my eyes You know I have to free my mind Oooooh You know I had to close my eyes You know it's time for me... You know I have to free my mind Free my... Free Free Free my... ...My mind My mind My Mind

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Might Be

Might Be by Anderson .Paak

19 ContributorsMight Be Lyrics I get the feelin' that ya might be Did I turn you on? You can tell me if I'm wrong But I'm feelin' that ya might be And we ain't even smoke but you swear I got that dope And I'm thinkin' you'd like to be Every word I speak got you floatin' off your seat And I'm knowin' that you like me Oh, you high, baby, high, baby Okay, the blunt is rolled up Nobody lit it Said, even if we don't puff Won't make a difference My body's leaning to the right, baby You tell me go on and spend the night, baby? No, I don't even know ya I know enough to get you high, baby I got about a half an ounce of that tree Got about a half a cup of that lean I said go on and kick your feet up I'ma go ahead and twist the weed up She said cool to say what I think I said, go and do what you feel She said, bend me over that sink I said, damn, your wish is my will You might also like I get the feelin' that ya might be Did I turn you on? You can tell me if I'm wrong But I'm feelin' that ya might be And we ain't even smoke but you swear I got that dope And I'm thinkin' you'd like to be Every word I speak got you floatin' off your seat And I'm knowin' that you like me Oh, you high, baby, high, baby Okay, I'm feelin' so stuck Laid up on the couch, got fingers in your mouth Girl, bring it closer Before my high comes down, my high comes down Girl, I can barely keep my eyes open You say, you tryna get your spine blown in No, I don't even know ya I know enough to get you high floatin' I got about a half an ounce of that tree Got about a half a cup of that lean I said, go on and kick your feet up I'ma go ahead and twist the weed up She said, cool to say what I think I said, go and do what you feel She said, bend me over that sink I said, damn your wish is my will Feelin' that ya might be Oh, tell me, are you high, baby I get the feelin' that ya Tell me, are you high as me? Oh, tell me, are you high? Tell me, you high? Are you high, are you high as me? Oh, tell me, are you high? Tell me you are, tell me, are you high as me? I get the feelin' that ya might be Did I turn you on? You can tell me if I'm wrong But I'm feelin' that ya might be And we ain't even smoke but you swear I got that dope And I'm thinkin' you'd like to be Every word I speak got you floatin' off your seat And I'm knowin' that you like me Oh, you high, baby, high, baby

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’Til It’s Over

’Til It’s Over by Anderson .Paak

34 Contributors’Til It’s Over Lyrics We stayed up all night watching the comedy show That aged whiskey and hydro Good Lord, what a nice conversation I'm too floored to get anywhere safely You know I talk about you highly I'm fascinated for the time being We can laugh until the morning Or we can dance in the hallway Only one more night in Los Angeles I really thought that I can handle it But the funny thing is, I was holding back tears I didn't think this day would happen I'd give all this up for a chance at it You would have thought I'd be the man for this But the funny thing is, we can never stay here I didn't think this day could happen But I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over You might also like I'ma ride, I'ma ride Ride, I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride And don't all this new music sound the same? Yeah, we must be getting old and grey We left early, girl, that band was shhh anyway We went home and left our clothes up in the living space, ayy Would you stay if your heart had the power? Would you run and find another life to imitate? It's important that we make the best of short time You could never be my one and only, anyway Say, can't a young man dream? Can't we all live the life on a widescreen? What's the point? Yeah Yeah, we had fun, if only for the time being But I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride, I'ma ride Ride, I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride, I'ma ride Ride, I'ma ride it 'til it's over I'ma ride, I'ma ride I'ma ride, I'ma ride

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Drugs

Drugs by Anderson .Paak

21 ContributorsDrugs Lyrics She don’t give a fuck She don’t ever stress me We don’t even talk All we do is sex and leave No, there’s no love She don’t even like me But if we have drugs She can be my wifey When we have drugs When we have drugs When we have drugs When we have drugs I got lost up in it Got lost up in it, got high for a minute Said, my lust for life And these lights are bright and I love these women Said, we bopping slow And we do the dance like we more than winning Said, she off the beat But she fine as fuck, so I find the rhythm No love is greater In this whole world, we made up This love is made-up, it’s made-up It’s made-up, it’s made-up, it’s made-up (Say, aye) I don’t know this bitch but I love this shit And we both feel splendid And she loud as fuck, so I grab and touch And she don’t get offended They gon' call the law If we don’t get lost in parking lot She don’t like me, dog, she just like the drugs My nigga, don’t get it twisted You might also like How many more can you give to me? How many more can you give to me? I know you're feelin' me Grinding and biting and kissing me Who gives a fuck 'bout your history? Nobody mentioned it I coulda taken them all I coulda taken them all, look at me, dog Look at me dead in the eyes, tell me you ain’t in love She don’t give a fuck She don’t ever stress me We don’t really talk All we do is sex and leave No, there’s no love She don’t even like me But if we have drugs She can be my wifey When we have drugs When we have drugs When we have drugs When we have drugs You my one and only My one and only, I’m on one, homie I don’t know your name I just love that ass and I’ll pull that pony Said, I hate the club But I make the club when I walk into it Said, you hate to drink But you take the drink when I offer fluid No love is greater In this whole world, we made up This love is made-up, it’s made-up It’s made-up, it’s made-up, it’s made-up I can say right now that I’ll lay you down I got lots of rubbers I don’t give a fuck, you don’t give a fuck We was made for each other Your friend ain’t cute But my nigga’s a trooper, he’ll take the L I’m high as fuck And you high as fuck so we parasailing How many more can you give to me? How many more can you give to me? I know you’re feelin' me Grinding and biting and kissing me Who gives a fuck 'bout your history? Nobody mentioned it I coulda taken them all I coulda taken them all, look at me, dog Look at me dead in the eyes Tell me you ain’t in love She don’t give a fuck She don’t ever stress me We don’t really talk All we do is sex and leave No, there’s no love She don’t even like me But if we have drugs She can be my wifey When we have drugs When we have drugs When we have drugs When we have drugs Ayyy, ayy, we have drugs When we have drugs Said, ayyy, we love it, we’re in love We’re in love, we’re in love, we’re in love Said, ayyy, yes, lord! Ayyy, shout 'em niggas, ayyy Same Say love, say love, say love

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Winners Circle

Winners Circle by Anderson .Paak

34 ContributorsWinners Circle Lyrics You're only allowed three great women in your lifetime They come along like the great fighters, once every ten years Rocky Marciano, Sugar Ray Robinson, Joe Lewis Sometimes you get 'em all at once Me? I had my three when I was sixteen That happens, what are you gonna do? Maybe she's your first great one Thanks a lot, Sonny I think I'm gonna go for one This is not some super conventional Extra slick talk meant to convince you all Master classes reduced to simple form There's nothing formulaic about it This, more that Papa told you only open the door if he opens it first for you Mama, sit down, help me get through Is this how you felt on the day you found it? Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, oh, ooh 'Cause if I know I can get it, then I've already had it, I'm cool, cool Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, oh, ooh 'Cause if I know I can get it, then I've already had it, I'm cool You might also like This is not some take you out for lunch Wine and dine you and cha you on counter tops Fill your mind with cotton candy hearts What's the odds you stay a while? This, more that Get to know me, kiss me slowly, hard to focus They just don't make 'em like this no more, whoa But I think I've found it Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, oh, ooh 'Cause if I know I can get it, then I've already had it, I'm cool, cool Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, oh, ooh 'Cause if I know I can get it, then I've already had it, I'm cool, cool Cha, cha-cha-cha Bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-buh-bah Bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-buh-bah Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, ooh Bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-buh-bah Somebody go (Somebody go) Somebody go (Somebody go) Somebody go get me I'm 'bout to go (I'm 'bout to go) I'm 'bout to go (I'm 'bout to go) I'm 'bout to go in deep That's not what I thought it was But it's more than I bargained for Somebody go (Somebody go) Somebody go get me sober Yeah They gon' have to come for me Came out my comfort zone to be amidst your company Somethin' about the way you never gave it up to me But let me know that I can get it any day of the week If talk is cheap, well then, I'm broke With both hands on the sweeper, cleanin' up dirty secrets Told you don't ever give me that gushy, but I didn't mean it Bring her home and I'ma bust it out the residence When I get the gushy, I go dumb like the President Yes, lawd, I'm way up, word to Sacagawea If the gushy was a sneaker, it'd be moccasin trainer If the gushy wasn't so sweet, I could save it for later But every time I fuck with someone else, I wish you was there Kinda douchey I know, how the fuck I get here I got hoes, I got hoes, we don't need to go there On my way out a zone, somebody gon' give me body Pick my feet off the floor, boy, I think I'm fallin' Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, oh, ooh 'Cause if I know I can get it, then I've already had it, I'm cool, cool Beh-doop-boop-cha-ta-pah-dey-dah-doo Oh, oh, ooh 'Cause if I know I can get it, then I've already had it, I'm cool, cool

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Lite Weight

Lite Weight by Anderson .Paak (Ft. The Free Nationals United Fellowship Choir)

29 ContributorsLite Weight Lyrics (A little surfer music, baby A blast from your golden past) You know I see you from afar, right? Hey, it's alright Listen, I would've There's no reason to be afraid No time to be like that You don't need me in that light It's alright with me Just send it off, and I'll give it right back Right down to the last phase There's no reason to be afraid No time to be lite weight You know I really can't fuss about it You know I really can't funk without it You know I really can't funk without it You know I really can't fuss about it There's no reason to be afraid No time to be like that You don't need me in that light It's alright with me Just send it off, and I'll give it right back Right down to the last phase There's no reason to be afraid No time to be lite weight You might also like (You know I see you from afar, right?) You know I really can't fuss about it You know I really can't funk without it You know I really can't funk without it You know I really can't fuss about it (Thought you might've wanted to say somethin' So I was comin' up to you It's cool if I come up to you, right? ) There's no reason to be afraid No time to be like that You don't need me in that light It's alright with me Just send it off, and I'll give it right back Right down to the last phase There's no reason to be afraid No time to be lite weight "Hey, you got a light?" "Oh, yes, here you are" "Thanks, you want a toke?" "No, no thanks" "This stuff is getting harder to get" "Johnny" "Yeah?"

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CUT EM IN

CUT EM IN by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Rick Ross)

29 ContributorsCUT EM IN Lyrics (G. Ry got me) (Hit-Boy on the beat so, bitch, you gotta go berserk) Yeah, yeah, okay, hmm Sometimes you need a friend Not the ones that just show up and don't put nothin' in You know the ones that lend a hand and wanna see you win When you come up on a lick, make sure you cut 'em in And then, huh Sometimes you need a foe (You need a foe) One that keep your eyes open, keep you on your toes You know the ones that wanna keep you where you been before But I can't go (No, I can't go), no, I can't go (No, I can't go) And woah, huh Sometimes I need a check (Check) Not the sneakers but the ones that make you watch your step (Make you watch your step) Fuck your chain, fuck your name, how 'bout your respect? Givin' more than what I get, expectin' nothing back In fact (Nothing back) You know I sat down with my accountant He said, "I got good news and I got bad news" (Okay) I said, "What's the good news?" He said, "The good news is you made a lot" (Whoa, okay) I said, "What's the bad news?" "The bad news is you spent more" Okay, oh, shit, look You might also like Huh, sometimes you need the faith (You need to pray) Sometimes you need to know your worth, sometimes you need to wait (May need to pray) Shoot like the Golden Boy, but ain't from the Bay (I make it rain) You can't negotiate with Dre, you gon' have to pay (You gon' have to pay) But wait (Wait, wait) Juggin' on the main stage, fuckin' up the main frame Loosen up your face, baby (Ah) Sometimes I need a vacay (It's the biggest) Meditate, hydrate Protect my energy before engagement (Huh) (Maybach Music) Grew up havin' nothing, you're labeled impatient (Huh) But once the boss made it, you labeled amazin' Meticulous with words, that's your force of nature (Boss) I don't wanna seem absurd, but that boy's a gangster Foc-focusin' on me, way from Tel-Aviv (Tel-Aviv) Barbados with the hustle, pockets Elandis (Woo) Distinctive destinations all I wanna see (See) Oceanfront residences, three different ones a week 'Cause I deserve that (Deserve that), it's time to learn that (Learn that) Mess around and put that thing up where your perm at (Your perm at) Six figures every year, yeah, I earned that (I earned that) At the front of this line is where my turn at, huh (Maybach Music) Sometimes you need a friend (Need a friend) Not the ones that just show up and don't put nothin' in (Nothin' in) You know the ones that lend a hand and wanna see you win (See you win) When you come up on a lick, make sure you cut 'em in (Cut 'em in) And then (Huh) Sometimes you need a foe (You need a foe) Oh Men gon' lie (Oh), women gon' lie (Oh) You lookin' for the truth, then the numbers don't hide (Oh) Lookin' for the root of all evil, then you need to go Open up the briefcase, see it with your eyes (Oh) Everybody claim to be greatest of all times But they never spend a day in the rain in the front line (No lie, no lie) Uh, stop playin' on my phoneline Shoot, lock and load, pull up in the space coupe With the roof optional, wonder why they follow suit I've been groomed from the womb, came out of my mama coochie With some brand new tennis shoes, faster than the speedin' bullet Nah, nah, nah, it's cool, it's cool, it's cool (Don't play with it, baby) Say what you gon' do with that (Stop playin' with it, baby) Turn around, if you don't do it now (Don't play with it, baby) Exactly, yeah, 'cause you're not built like that It's not a game

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Jet Black

Jet Black by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Brandy)

36 ContributorsJet Black Lyrics Yuh, yuh She was a fan, but her friend didn't care I like the ones who buy they own damn beers If you wanna toast to the life that you live Pour enough shots for the whole year Jet black hair, baby, jet black hair Matte black Jeep with the Rubicon grill Ooh, it's been a while, baby, don't go there Ooh, it's been a while, baby, come here Shaped like pear, baby, jet black hair You bought the drinks and I paid no care Hold a nigga down, don't go nowhere Ooh, it's been a while, baby, come here We peakin' Hands above us Feels like someone lifted me We peakin' Arms like covers Feels like someone sent for me You might also like Yuh, yuh We goin' in there from the window sills I don't mind if they watch, I don't care Who gon' love you when your love ain't there? Baby, that ass is just unfair Jet black hair, baby, jet black hair At least two grams in your blunt wrapped there These two hands always land up on the small of your back Should I ask if eyes can go there? You bought the drinks and I paid no care Couple more shots, we can all get to bed Yes, Lord, like you livin' on a prayer Play too much, baby, come here We peakin' Hands above us Feels like someone lifted me We peakin' Arms like covers Feels like someone sent for me (Sent for me, yeah) We peakin' If this is the mood, then you should know I have to be honest, I love it We peakin' If this is the mood, then you should know I have to be honest, I love it We peakin' And the coldest part is I'm not even there I watch your feed, but I don't feed into that Just give me the news I miss all the parties, but I'm still the best dressed, clean As the curtain on him pulls back Hands above us Feels like someone lifted me Arms like covers Feels like someone sent for me We peakin' Hands above us Feels like someone liftin' me We peakin' Arms like covers Feels like someone sent for me We peakin'

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Milk N’ Honey

Milk N’ Honey by Anderson .Paak

30 ContributorsMilk N’ Honey Lyrics Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah Went from chicken shit ho to magnificent pro Shoppin' bags at the grove, MCM on the coat Had to clean up her nose, had to dream up some goals Swi-swi-swimming in Fendi business that's probably owned I was walking down 6th, she pulled up in a 6 She said "Hop in this whip," I said "Bitch, you the feds" She said "Baby, don't trip," then she rolled me a spliff Showed me pics of her kids, then she slid me some bread like "It's yours, babe, 'cause I got big money So if you need something, don't be ashamed It's yours, babe, 'cause you got big lovin' So go and spend somethin'," I said "Okay," I said "Okay" All I need... good love (I said "Okay") Hey (I said "Okay") All a nigga need, yeah, good love (I said "Okay") Haaa-aah And now I'm swimming in milk n' honey, I'm swimming in milk n' honey Swi-swimming in milk n' honey, swimming in milk n' honey I'm swimming in milk n' honey, swi-swimming in milk n' honey Di-dick in this bitch's stomach, spending this bitch's money I'm swimming in milk n' honey, I'm swimming in milk n' honey Swi-swimming in milk n' honey, swimming in milk n' honey I'm swimming in milk n' honey, swi-swimming in milk n' honey Di-dick in this bitch's stomach, spending this bitch's money You might also like It's too good to be true, I got nothin' to do I got keys to the coupe, I just spent all this loot She said "Get what you want," she said "Live how you do But If I catch you with other bitches, your throat - I'ma slit" I said, "It's yours, babe, I put your name on this dick" But I was lyin' of course, I'm slammin' chick after chick Soon as she gave me the Porsche, I bang her right on the strip I copped some white in the 5th and pulled up right on a bitch like "It's yours, babe, 'cause I got big money So if you need something, don't be ashamed It's yours, babe, 'cause you got big lovin' So go and spend somethin'," I said "Okay," I said "Okay" All I need... good love (I said "Okay") Hey (I said "Okay") All a nigga need, yeah, good love (I said "Okay") Haaa-aah And now I'm swimming in milk n' honey, I'm swimming in milk n' honey Swi-swimming in milk n' honey, swimming in milk n' honey I'm swimming in milk n' honey, swi-swimming in milk n' honey Di-dick in this bitch's stomach, spending this bitch's money I'm swimming in milk n' honey, I'm swimming in milk n' honey Swi-swimming in milk n' honey, swimming in milk n' honey I'm swimming in milk n' honey, swi-swimming in milk n' honey Di-dick in this bitch's stomach, spending this bitch's money I got gold, I got ice, I got Polo and Nikes I got lean, I got Sprite, 'bout to spend a couple racks in one night And motherfuckers wanna tell me take it light, and motherfuckers wanna tell me take it easy I don't need no one's advice, niggas all wanna be me I was riding down 6th and got stopped by the pigs They said, "Hop out the whip!" I said, "Fuck did I do?" They said, "Pop up the trunk!" I'm like "Pop up this dick" They said, "Don't make us shoot!" They said, "Don't make a move!" I was high as a kite, I had Xannies and white I looked up at the light like "What the fuck is my life?" They said my plates ain't legit, so they opened my shit And when they opened my shit, it was snow in a fridge I felt dumb as a brick, I had no idea She had stolen the whip and this bitch had warrants and shit and This bitch pulled multiple licks and this bitch had bodies on burners And when I called from my cell, the only message I heard was "It's yours, babe, "I mean, you gotta do what you gotta do" ('Cause I got big money) "Don't... scr—, don't say a fucking word" (So if you need something, don't be ashamed) "No, you don't say shit" (It's yours, babe, 'cause you got big lovin') "Now I'm gone, I'm on a plane, babe" (So go and spend somethin'," I said "Okay," I said "Okay," I said "O—") "But no, you wanted to spend the money, you wanted to live" (It's yours, babe, 'cause I got big money) "You know, wanted to live large, you got new sneakers and all that" (So if you need something, don't be ashamed) "So now, you deal with them bricks" (It's yours, babe, 'cause you got big lovin') "Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, I can't do nothing for you" (So go and spend somethin'," I said "Okay," I said "Okay," I said "Okay") "I told you, I'm on a G5, I'm gone, I'm too gone" (I said "Okay") "I gotta go now, you say my fucking name, you a dead man" (I said "Okay") (I said "Okay," I said "Okay," I said "Okay," I said "Okay," I said "Okay") All I need... good love Hey All a nigga need, yeah, good love Haaa-aah

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Your Prime

Your Prime by Anderson .Paak

24 ContributorsYour Prime Lyrics (Do you have girlfriends?) You pickin' on me? (No, why are you saying that?) Why are you picking on me? (Why would I do that? Now let me ask you this question) Why you pickin' on me? Shut up and sit down! I told you to sit down! Don't use it, don't use it all at once Baby girl, your prime is about that long Don't use it, timing is all we got Baby girl, your prime is about that long Oh, hell no I had to get back for the candy, uh I flew for an hour then landed, oh She live on a beautiful campus, oh She dumb as a brick but she pass all her classes Know what she want and she know I ain't shit but a savage, ooh She soaking up game Her brain is a series of pamphlets, wow She told me a story as long as her lashes Oh, what a hopeless romantic Fucking with jokers and addicts She told me everybody close to her age is full of mad shit I said, 'Baby girl, you ain't even old enough to be jaded' And woah, she want visual stimulation Short attention span and little patience I like Hennessy and record players Teddy Pendergrass and Sammy Davis Opposites attract, I swear, we a magnet, uh Don't be fucking up your scholarship I can't help you with grants Word to my father, my word and my balls is 'bout all that I honor As God is my witness if you don't jump back in this bed You might also like Don't use it all at once Baby girl, your prime is about that long (Do what you want, what you want, long as you jump in the bed) I only want to do what feels right I have to be gone before the midterms You're making up your mind, you're out of songs, aren't you? I wanted an encore, more tunes Hey, come back to bed Come back to bed, come back to bed with me, ah Come jump in the bed, jump in the bed with me, ah Come back to bed, come back to bed with me, ah Come jump in the bed, jump in the bed with me, ah Come back to bed, come back to bed with me, ah Come jump in the bed, jump in the bed with me, ah Come back to bed, come back to bed with me, ah Come jump in the bed Don't use it all at once Baby girl, your prime is about that long Timing is all we got Baby girl, your prime is about that long

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Brother’s Keeper

Brother's Keeper by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Pusha T)

61 ContributorsBrother’s Keeper Lyrics Yeah, nothing's safe when your numbers change Keep it low or pay the fee Niggas talking but it's not too often that they living what they speak Good pussy kept me entertained Money came then it went away Lord see over everything (Over everything) Am I my brother's keeper? (Am I my brother's keeper?) You know everybody gotta eat, bruh I wanna live on ahead, if not a cloud in the air The right side of the chair If Jesus would've had a better lawyer Would he have to see the cross? I hope your niggas is true, I hope they don't do you like Judas I pray to God Pain wearing off, sleeping while I talk Laid in the arms, woke up at the top I wanna live on ahead, if not a cloud in the air Right side of the chair 9 A.M. L.A. time My brother just turned down a half a million dollars For being one half of one of the greatest duos in hip-hop history (Am I my brother's keeper?) I couldn't love him more (You know everybody gotta eat, bruh) Everybody eats, B (Am I my brother's keeper?) King Push You might also like Am I my brother's keeper? They still asking 'bout the duo Applaud his finding salvation But I'm still rhyming 'bout the you know It's hard to leave your foundation, this spaceship took me to Pluto Still an underground king, but the money's Jason Derulo Sumo in the safe, Cujo on the grill Diamonds in the face, racing leather wheel To all my other field niggas, you knowin' how I feel, niggas? (Woo) Destroy and rebuild niggas That's the only way to build nigga, yuugh Definition of a real nigga And the target, it ain't to kill niggas, no Am I my brother's keeper? I'm dialing in a bit deeper Arm's reach of the reaper, they say it's cheaper to keep her Life's a bitch (How I ever, ever let you go) (How I ever, ever let you go) (How I ever, ever let you go) (How I ever, ever let you go) I'm running through changes, is it strange (How I ever, ever let you go) To be baited, shit I'm grown (How I ever, ever let you go) But still a fade (How I ever, ever let you go) Shootin' off with no marks (How I ever, ever let you go) If I hit, there's no mistakes, yeah (How I ever, ever let you go) Huh, baby (How I ever, ever let you go) I'm running through changes, daily (How I ever, ever let you go) Every day, ohh, ohh now (How I ever, ever let you go) I'm running through changes (How I ever, ever let you go) Through change (How I ever, ever let you go) Every day (How I ever, ever let you go) Will it stay (How I ever, ever let you go) I'm running through changes (How I ever, ever let you go) Will it change (How I ever, ever let you go)

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King James

King James by Anderson .Paak

53 ContributorsKing James Lyrics We've been through it all, though it could be worse We've been moved around in a state of alert There's nothing new or sharp about the cutting edge If they build a wall, let's jump the fence, I'm over this Cold stares can never put the fear in me What we built here is godly They can't gentrify the heart of kings Let's just not talk about it If I make a move, you're coming with me What about the love? Coming with me What about the neighbors? Coming with me What about the seed? It's coming with me The people that you came with? Coming with me What about the love? Coming with me What about the neighbors? Coming with me What about the seed? It's coming with me The people that you came with? You're coming with me Hey (Okay now) Hey now (Just don't stay down) Uh, can't stay now (Let's go shake down) Until we get what we need, oh yeah (Okay now) I'm okay now (Just don't stay down) Yeah, can't hold me down (Let's go shake down) And let it fall like the leaves, I wanna know You might also like We couldn't stand to see our children shot dead in the streets But when I finally took a knee Them crackers took me out the league Now I'm not much for games But I play for keeps And we salute King James for using his change To create some equal opportunities Cold stares can never put the fear in me There's a movement we've been groovin' on You can move or stay your ass asleep Let's just not talk about it Everything they tried to hide We're taking back for yours and mine What about the love? Coming with me What about the neighbors? Coming with me What about the seed? It's coming with me The people that you came with? Coming with me What about the love? Coming with me What about the neighbors? Coming with me What about the seed? It's coming with me People that you came with? You're coming with me What about the love What about the seed? It's coming with me What about the love? Coming with me What about the seed? It's coming with me People that you came with? You're coming with me Okay now Just don't stay down Let's go shake down (Shake, shake, shake, shake) Okay now Just don't stay down Let's go shake down (Shake, shake, shake, shake)

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Anywhere

Anywhere by Anderson .Paak (Ft. The Last Artful, Dodgr & Snoop Dogg)

62 ContributorsAnywhere Lyrics Let me get that intro Blunts, gators Hand me my mink On the East duckin' Feds from a peephole 1989, gangbangin' was at its peak This the beat that make me reminisce on G-funk Three summers before The Chronic hit the streets I would rather slang hand to hand to a fiend Rappin' on the side, trappin' was priority But every now and then I go scoop my little thing Pull up in my MC bangin' New Jack Swing Ooh, summertime time back in Long Beach Passin' one bottle, 40 oz. O.E I didn't have a dollar but a nigga had a dream Whippin' over the stove and a nigga gotta eat Threw my raps in the garbage, fuck bein' a MC Thank the Lord for Nate Dogg and thank God for Warren G Funny how time flies when you're high as me I think I'm in the Ruff Endz now I seen her throwin' up H-Town You was livin' off of Dru Hill Wasn't ready for the world but baby, who is? Know you prettier than all the El DeBarges Never worry 'bout the total of the charges (I got this) You might also like And if you need an escape for now, meet up at room 112 We do it anywhere (We can do it anywhere) Ooh, yeah, and if you feenin'' (If you need a freak) Just call me, baby (Call me) I'll have you screamin' (Call me) Ooh, ooh We'll get back to all that ghetto shit we like But for now just let me hold you all night Cheek to cheek just like they do in the movies Tonight, baby, I want your love on time As soon as I put this on Cutie pie, you're the reason why As soon as I put this on I love ya so and I'll never let you go As soon as I put this on, girl Ooh, yeah As soon as I put this on Don't fight it, let it live And if you need an escape for now, meet up at room 112 We do it anywhere (We can do it anywhere) Ooh, yeah, and if you feenin' (If you need a freak) Just call me, baby (Call me) I'll have you screamin' (Call me) Ooh, ooh We'll get back to all that ghetto shit we like But for now just let me hold you all night Cheek to cheek just like they do in the movies Tonight, baby, I want your love on time As soon as I put this on Cutie pie, you're the reason why As soon as I put this on I love ya so and I'll never let you go As soon as I put this on, girl Ooh, yeah As soon as I put this on

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Miss Right

Miss Right by Anderson .Paak

12 ContributorsMiss Right Lyrics I need the right one With a bright imagination Someone to talk to Somebody patient I want a cold piece I want a love sensation I want the mind first I'll make the body wait for it (Wait for it) You could be the right one With a little dedication Gotta make me follow through Gotta make me chase it Ohh, I want a stone groove I want a love sensation Someone to hold to Someone to play with 'Cause, lately My whole being Just wants What it needs And I don’t mind (I need it I just need, need, need) You might also like I want the right one Car keys and a cake dish Gotta take that (Pipe work) Gotta make me (Taste it) I mean, amazin' You want my last name (Say it) Wanna have my baby (Say it) I'll take you all places I want the world stage A certified classic Big planes Light baggage (Work) I got a long reach (Work, work) You got that good conversation (Work) You such a cold piece I wonder if you're taken 'Cause, lately My whole being Just wants What it needs And I don’t mind (I need it I just need, need, need) Say it, say it (I just) I need (Vamp)

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Who R U?

Who R U? by Anderson .Paak

46 ContributorsWho R U? Lyrics They want my bidness on the front page (Headlines) I put prescription in Dior frames (Sunshine) I had the vision back in 12th grade (Lunchtime) That I'd be killing shit with Doc Dre (Nigga, what?) I never want it to ever be over (Over) I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder (Colder) Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur (Chauffeur) Check out my jiggy, check out my, uh Now, who are you? (Man, who the fuck is this?) I don't know, no What you do? (Hmm, what?) I don't know, no You short a few? (Oh, don't make me have to lose it) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on Ooh savage, that's a nice get-up International, rocking Japanese denim Enough gas to get you above average How many more drags do I have to puff from my cigar? New enemies, they bringing my old ways back Back in my day, woulda had your whole face smacked Look at you niggas, wonder why I fucking hate rap Ooh, what make you wanna go and say that? (You) And I'm on another wave, and I'm puttin' on suede Niggas feeling overpaid, fuck I'm 'posed to do? (Do) Don't nobody know your name, we ain't ever seen ya face You ain't ever gang-bang, what you tryna prove? You might also like I never want it to ever be over (Over) I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder (Colder) Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur (Chauffeur) Check out my jiggy, check out my, uh Now, who are you? (Ooh, nigga) I don't know, no What you do? (Ooh, nigga) I don't know, no You short a few? (Ooh, nigga) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on I've been swimming through the process And you can't see me, I'm the Loch Ness You could proceed, but with caution Give the proceeds to my god-kids Old dirt on my conscience Same nigga my pop is Lame niggas wanna pop shit Get dropped quick by a drop kick Why you gotta lie to me so much, babe? You tell me the same shit that you told what's-his-name If it don't work out, I'll go back to hustling Couple hundred-thousand up in my mother's name, peace World peace, niggas talk about "Don't shoot" Tell that to police, mmm Scared, ain't none of them prepared, I could see Promise I'ma get them commas before I decease I never want it to ever be over (Over) I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder (Colder) Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur (Chauffeur) Check out my jiggy, check out my, uh Now, who are you? (Man, who the fuck is this?) I don't know, no What you do? (Ooh, nigga) I don't know, no You short a few? (Ooh, nigga) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on Now, who are you? (Whoa, nigga) I don't know, no What you do? (Whoa, nigga) I don't know, no You short a few? (Whoa, nigga) Oh no, no Hey, AP, let it ride out

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Fire in the Sky

Fire in the Sky by Anderson .Paak

31 ContributorsFire in the Sky Lyrics Yeah, yeah, yeah You was cruisin' with your top down, fourth of July I was movin' down the block, we got caught at the light Out my window, I was shootin' my shot Watchin' fireworks in the sky In the summers, we let the top down, soak up the light All I wanted was just to lock down the love of my life Nice and simple, like a midnight drive Watchin' fireworks in the sky I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now You'll find love with me somehow, yeah, somehow I'm callin' it now We was movin' kinda fast, but the feelin' was right We should cruise out to Nevada, get married tonight Life is simple, 'long as you're in my life Watchin' fireworks in the sky In the summers, we spent the nights makin' love in the park We was buzzin' off cherry wine, lookin' up at the stars Soft and blissful, how you feel in my arms Woke up, you were singin' this song like You might also like I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now You'll find love with me somehow, yeah, somehow I'm callin' it now Ooh-ooh Every line, every word, every noun and verb can define you Ooh-ooh You were shy but you told me to pull over and now I'm right behind you I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now You'll find love with me somehow, yeah, somehow I'm callin' it now I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now, I'm callin' it now You'll find love with me somehow, yeah, somehow I'm callin' it now Fire in the sky, yeah Now I can see brighter days Fire in the sky Now I can see brighter days Ooh, mate, that's fire

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Sweet Chick

Sweet Chick by Anderson .Paak (Ft. BJ the Chicago Kid)

48 ContributorsSweet Chick Lyrics Ohh yeah Ohh yeah Spotlight, that's just my life and time Okay, I got me a sweet bitch So I'm headed to N.Y. just to be up in it Off of Rivington, we fuckin' up some Sweet Chick She go vegan on the weekends Hell naw, you shouldn't be eatin' dick I got me a freak bitch And she nasty, she wild, she a free spirit After me, she gon' let the whole team hit it Goddamn, why can't you be more discreet wit' it? I'm at peace wit' it Come on, peace, kid (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) Yeah, it ain't much, look Okay, I got me a cheap broad Should be tippin' but she'll put them dollars in her bra She be cussin' out the managers at restaurants Every time we go to dinner, shit is free of charge I got me a centerfold, kinda sorta But she poppin' on the Insta though She gon' have a million followers by the winter time After that she'll be somebody that I used to know (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) I had to let her go, you know? Had a Xan ho She be mumblin' and hard to understand though She in love with all the trappers from Atlanta Introduced her to T.I. and that was the last time I had her Got a skater bitch She a gamer, gotta take her to arcades and shit She be watchin' Anime while I'm layin' dick Wanna go to Comic Con, I'm like "Come down a bit" (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) I like gangsta shit, uh Speakin' of which, got a gangsta boo Man, her mama and her grandmama gangsta too With the drama, keep the llama in the daisy dukes Shit, if I try to take her to the party, she gon' shoot up the room (Fuck outta here, nigga, run ya shit, run ya shit) Ooh, got a lazy bitch Oh, I'ma do it tomorrow, tomorrow came and went Ain't no fuckin' at the crib, it's probably dirty as shit How you runnin' outta breath when you ridin' the dick? Ho, oh nah, nah, nah You gotta get the fuck up off me right now Oh, baby, I been thinkin' 'bout What I gotta do all day and I'm fuckin' tired, Wilma tired (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) Damn, okay, I got it Got a cougar bitch We be fuckin' in the back of Subarus and shit I would love to spend the night, there's always food in the fridge She be knowin' what she like and what to do wit' it Uh, throwin' me around, wasn't used to it (Wasn't used to it) Gotta tell my bigger homie how abusive she is Nigga, no one would believe me, they like "You just a bitch" Had to buy surveillance cameras to get proof of it Damn (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) I'm suin' you, bitch You might also like Well, I got a tight ass one from Chicago (From Chicago) She said she lowkey but everybody know (Everybody know) Bitch is from Heaven, mattress on the floor (Whoa) Invite her to the crib, show her how I live But she bought some roaches, no Next stop, Ohio (Ohio) Her mom's shoppin' these parts from Mexico (Mexico) She demand the D before and after show (After show) These are the ups and downs when we're in the (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) Ooh, yeah, baby, baby, yeah Yeah, baby Ah, ohh Darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin' Okay, ha, shit Yes, Lawd Okay (Spotlight, that's just my life and time) I got it, uh Got a yogi bitch And she natural, she hate to wear deodorant And she bashful if she come up out those clothes she in You got a what, my nigga? You got-you got a what? Oh, your bitch is flexible? No, no, no, no, no, no You like yogi bitches now? Fuck that! How'd you get in here? Chill Let's see if your bitch could dodge these bullets, nigga My nigga, you know what? No, no Get the fuck, wait, you fuckin' wit' a bitch Don't talk That don't shave her under arms? You know what? You gon' run that under arm hair bitch Bitches in the hood need that for edges Put the gun down, yo What else you got in your bag, bitch? Come up off that Shut the fuck up, nigga Oh You know what, come up off your cha-you know what? I fuckin' loved you, nigga Okay, okay Your bitch is makin' me-you know what, bitch? She 'bout to die first, fuck that Don't move

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Reachin’ 2 Much

Reachin' 2 Much by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Lalah Hathaway)

39 ContributorsReachin’ 2 Much Lyrics Huh, I see you reachin', baby, what are you reachin' for? That don't look easy, baby, that must be so hard I see you reachin', reachin' out, stretchin' out to God That don't look easy, baby, that must be so hard Baby, I feel your pain But to try and save you now is what I won't do, what I won't do (Look out) Keep tryin' (I'ma tell 'em, look out) I ain't tryna save you now I feel your pain But to try and save you now is what I won't do, what I won't do Huh, I see you reachin', baby, what are you reachin' for? That don't look easy, baby, that must be so hard I see you reachin', reachin' out, stretchin' out to God That don't look easy, baby, that must be so hard I see you too much, baby, I need to (Take some space) You kiss me too much, baby, forgot to (Wipe my face) I treat you too much, baby, why don't you (Ever pay?) I think you're too much, baby, I need to (Pump my brakes) (I think I'm doin' way too much, I) How can one thing mean so much to you and (So little to me?) You stay here too much, baby, you know it's (Not your place) You're sniffin' too much, baby, I had to (Hide my yay') You might also like I think I'm doin' way too much, I Way too much, way too much, hey How can one thing mean so much to you and (So little to me?) I think you're doin' way too much, settle down (Settle down) Somebody needs to calm you down (Calm you down) I think you're doin' way too much, settle down (Settle down) Somebody needs to tell you Hey, woah, woah (Uh, uh, ha, ha) Settle down (Settle it down) Woah, woah, woah, yeah Nigga, sit yo' ass down (Sit yo' ass down somewhere) Woah (Woah-woah) Woah, settle down (Settle it down, settle it down) I'm givin' this up baby, before I (Blow my brains) I see you next lifetime, baby, what did (Badu say?) You'll always be loved, baby, the one that (Got away) Let's keep in touch, baby, I got your (Number saved) Uh, I gotcha, babe I think I'm doin' way too much, I Way too much, way too much How can one thing mean so much to you and (So little to me?) (Don't mean much to me) I think you're doin' way too much, settle down (Way too much, yeah) Somebody needs to calm you down (Somebody needs to calm you, ha) I think you're doin' way too much, settle down (I think you're way too much) Somebody needs to tell you (Somebody needs to, somebody needs to) I think you're doin' way too much, settle down (Way too, way too much, yeah) Somebody needs to calm you down (Slow it down, yeah) I think you're doin' way too much, settle down (Way too, way too much, much) Somebody needs to tell you (Ha, c'mon, oh, oh-woah) Settle down (Settle it down) (Somebody needs to tell you) (Oh, oh-woah, huh) Nigga, sit yo' ass down (Sit yo' ass down somewhere, somewhere, oh-woah) Oh-oh, settle it down (Settle it down) Somebody needs to tell you (Oh, oh, yeah) Settle it down (Slow it down) Ooh Sa-da-da, da-do-na-da-da-da-dow Ba-bwa-da-bwa-bwa, bwa-bwa So-do-da-do-da, la-ba-do-be-dwa-mm-day So-bo-do-de-do-de-dwa-dmm-day, do-day Oh, bwa-bwa-bwa

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What Can We Do?

What Can We Do? by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Nate Dogg)

44 ContributorsWhat Can We Do? Lyrics Yeah Uh It's the rap singer, the hook master Real life convict, son of a gambler Heart made of stone, and he move so cold 'Cause my girl up and gone, she'll be back in the morn' Go lil' mama, take your drama Seems like I can't live without it I ache and moan 'Cause my heart is broke 'Cause my love went wrong Yeah, another bag and she'll love me in the morn' While the bubble over stove As I was dreaming of a bag, then I woke You were starting to snore, wake your ass up Layin' in a bed full of cash You slowly rolled over and whispered back to me "That's just the way things have to be" Hey What can we do? (Yeah, what can we do?) What can we do? (What can we do, baby?) What can we do? (Hey, what can we do?) What can we do? (Do) You might also like That's when the change comes That's when the game's done That's when the walls come tumbling down Ah, ah, ah, yeah They see me gettin' action Started, it ain't no fun Time to grow up and turn it around Ah, ah, ah, yeah Hey, what can we do? (Yeah, what can we do?) What can we do? (What can we do, baby?) What can we do? (Ooh, what can we do? Yeah) What can we do? (Yeah) To make it feel just like it used to feel If my cup was empty, you could fill it (Yeah, yeah) I feel you, yeah, yeah, I hear you To make it feel just like it used to feel If my cup was empty, you could fill it (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? (Yeah, what'cha sayin', Nate?) What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? (Yeah) What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? (Like that) What can we do, what can we do, what can we do? Damn, Nate, you sound good than a motherfucker, man I need a blowout in my voice, man Keep singin' that shit Yeah, you can erase all that, man Hell naw, we already paid for this studio session, my nigga, hold on It sound good, bro, where you goin'? Living gone Ayy, Nate Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nate Mmm, ah, ah yeah

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Saviers Road

Saviers Road by Anderson .Paak

41 ContributorsSaviers Road Lyrics Here I go again There I go fallin' to me knees right now Tryna get it back on my feet right now Choppin’ up the weight I don't need Maybe I could sell it to a fiend, right now Ay, what'chu need? An ounce, a quarter, a P I would sell you faith but you niggas don’t believe Lord, forgive them for they do not know what they do But God if you're listening Yes, Lawd I could still reach you Ten P's in the rental truck Trimmin' flowers in the Marriott with little cuz Send 'em off to Arizona, let 'em build a buzz Then get it back for triple the profit, help 'em split it up Ten years, been a minute, I was somewhere between givin' up and doin’ a sentence God, if you existin’, help my momma get acquitted If they plottin', then help me see it before they get the drop on me Probably coulda been a doctor, I’m fond of optometry Vision was like Martin Luther on the mountain peak Valley lows, I left home for more salary Smuggled O's across border patrol, casually Took notes and took control of it manually Hand to hand 'til it's white sands in the canopy Now follow me I’m too old to act childishly But every now and then I park the Beamer in the gallery Show off the paint for spectators and the faculty Same ol' niggas that said they proud of me Same ol' niggas that probably doubted me Who gon' work it out for me? You might also like There I go fallin' to me knees right now Tryna get it back on my feet right now Choppin' up the weight I don't need Maybe I could sell it to a fiend, right now Ay, what'chu need? An ounce, a quarter, a P I would sell you faith but you niggas don't believe

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JEWELZ

JEWELZ by Anderson .Paak

15 ContributorsJEWELZ Lyrics Alright, calm down, calm down And with over forty-two of the majority votes It goes to Cheeky Andy You know you kinda cute with the bald head (Yeah) Got a lil' booty in the Balmains (Ooh) You know how to move with them long legs (Dance) Bring your lil' crew, we can all rage, oh (Come on) The Tesla rides smooth down the PCH (Skrrt) I think that I like her with the makeup off I know that she used to all the cheapskates But I just wanna ball, show off and show her I ain't even put my jewels on I ain't even played my latest, greatest song I ain't even put my jewels on, mmm Had to make a point 'cause the whole joint way too dull (Clean up, clean up) Oh yeah, mmm How is it workin' with Timbaland and what's he like? You might also like You know you kinda cute with the long braids Got a little cool with your sunny shades on I know that you ready if you don't go You know I'ma wait if you don't take long The Tesla rides smooth down the PCH Wait, I don't wanna say it, but I had to say it (Ah) We ain't have do too much to show off But a nigga had to prove a point, hold up I ain't even put my jewels on (Goddamn it) I ain't even played my latest, greatest song (Yeah) I ain't even put my jewels on, mmm Had to make a point 'cause the whole joint way too dull, yeah (Clean up, clean up) Now don't it look so beautiful? (Yeah) Beautiful Don't it look so beautiful? (Mmm) Had to clean up Don't it look so beauti— (Beautiful, oh yeah, 'ful, yeah) Beauti— (Oh yeah, 'ful, yeah) Beauti—(Beautiful, oh yeah, 'ful, yeah) Clean up, had to clean up (Ooh-ooh) (I ain't even get to play my latest, greatest song) (And I ain't even get to put my jewels on, put my jewels on) Woah, mate Alright, alright, put 'em up What are you talkin' about? Oh, piss off, mate, put 'em up, I want hands Oh, you want hands? Yes, I got a sale, buy one, get one free I ain't even put my jewels on (Beautiful) I ain't even played my latest, greatest song (Clean up, clean up) I ain't even put my jewels on Had to make a point 'cause the whole joint way too dull (Clean up, clean up) Now don't it look so beautiful? (Beautiful) Beautiful Beautiful (Beautiful) You can see the chap comin' now (Had to clean up, had to clean up) Still in impeccable shape as he makes his way off the jet Chap? Alright, if we could, alright, if we could just have one word Back up, nigga, ayy, ayy (One word) Back up, give us some space (One word) Come on, get in the car, buddy, come on

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Lockdown (Remix)

Lockdown (Remix) by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Jay Rock, JID & Noname)

48 ContributorsLockdown (Remix) Lyrics You should've been downtown (Word) The people are rising (For real?) We thought it was a lockdown (What? Yeah) They opened the fire (Man) Them bullets was flyin' (Ooh) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie (Ugh, look) It's a war going on outside, I swear to God I'm on the front line, no front, no cap, no fun-size Sunshine, cinnamon skin People blend in together and ride side by side, organized We bust guns at the same time, harmonize (Ooh-ooh) Form a line, pick a lead, take a leap Lead with love, please, you sound like Dr. King People tired of taking beatings from beasts covered in sheets I love niggas, but we too forgiving for how they treating us Reparations, bit', we tryna get even Just run the paper maybe, then we can start the conversation Common ground, prison compounds full of my fuckin' people How you still sleepin'? Have you had your coffee this evening, Karen? 'Cause you seem a little off All the black girls missin' and endin' up inside the coffins But you mad when they hashtag "BlackLivesMatter" on front your sidewalk Diabolical thoughts, diatribe from dialogues Damaging images of men and women who died off Fighting for civil rights, a simple necessity Given when you given life, but we been trippin'? Right (Skrrt) You might also like You should've been downtown (Ooh) The people are rising (Ah) We thought it was a lockdown (Shit) They opened the fire (Bah, bah, ooh-wee) Them bullets was flying (Lockdown) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie (We ain't gotta stop 'cause they tell us to) Downtown, where I got popped with the rubber bullet Trey-pound, got it in my name now, I'ma shoot it Uh, maybe this round two Government cinematic, American drive-thru Eat their apple pie in the morning then bury the strange fruit Then marry the strange fruit and call it the Black love So when he bleeds, I bleed, the sacred riddle Ain't no money I can make to make the cops get little We seen 'em murder the indigenous, the Passage Middle The Constitution, a life for a bag of Skittles So when we bleed, I load the sacred pistol And if you need, I'll read Assata with you And if you rich, I pray that God forgive you Supposed to share the garden, grow the Holy in you Maybe everything is a metaphor, one God An African liberation is ready to take arms They telling you, "Stay calm," they double-barrel the shotty And stand on a graveyard and tell you to slave on Downtown (Down) The people are rising (Look around) We thought it was a lockdown (Shit, lockdown) They opened the fire (Had to get low, fire) Them bullets was flying (Down, down) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie (Ooh—) Turn on your tube, dawg, look how they do us Knee on our necks, bullets in backs, stimulus checks Strictly for Blacks? History repeating People scared to eat a chicken, everybody going vegan What they put in it? Look at the world we living in, they got us shook in it You go on your jog, then your color might get you took in it Man in the mirror, don't look away, you better look at it Black lives matter, so what it means when they shoot at it? Generation, genocide, what happened to enterprise? Heard the man infiltrated, Black Panther, re-energize Nothin' to figure out, they tryna kill us out If I take a kneel, see my fist, I'm a killer now? Just think, bullshit you gotta filter out Are you really ready for the smoke like a Swishahouse? Ready for the revolution, who ready to ride? It won't be televised, so tell me, who ready to die? Know the difference from a 'pan' and a 'plan'demic Just a bunch of bullshit, how we land in it? You either fall for anything or you stand in it It's a lot going on on this damn mission Big B.G. used to sell microchips Now he out here pushing vaccines? It's 'bout to be another lockdown Feelin' like D.C., fuck you mean? Downtown (Down) The people are risin' (Look around) We thought it was a lockdown (Lockdown) They opened the fire (Had to get low, fire) Them bullets was flyin' (Down, down) Who said it was a lockdown? Goddamn lie (Ooh-wee) Lockdown, we ain't gotta stop 'cause they tell us to Downtown, where I got popped with the rubber bullet Trey-pound, got it in my name now (Uh), I'ma shoot it Lockdown, we ain't gotta stop 'cause they tell us to Downtown Citizens of Los Angeles I hereby declare this to be an unlawful assembly And in the name of the people of the State of California I command all those assembled Right here On Lomitas Avenue (Let's go, let's go) Come on, right here

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I Miss That Whip

I Miss That Whip by Anderson .Paak

21 ContributorsI Miss That Whip Lyrics I don't miss her one bit Maybe a little bit Some days I think about it But I get over it real quick It's too late to make amends We could never be friends I don't miss her one bit I miss that whip Damn, that whip I miss that whip That whip, that whip, that whip (That whip, that whip, that whip, that whip) I miss that whip, look She used to scoop me from the train station Have a smoothie and a rented movie, pre-rolled J waitin' (That whip) (I miss that whip) She didn't care about the reach (That whip) From the Longpre to Long Beach (That whip, that whip, that whip, that whip) (I miss that whip) You might also like And damn, that whip I miss that whip That whip, that whip, that whip I miss that whip, yeah Oooooh, ooooh-ooh (Say, ooh-ohh, woah-oh) Oooooh, ooooh (I miss that) Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (I really loved!) Yeah-yeah, yeah (Yeah!) I miss that, I miss that (Oh-oh, oooh) I miss that whip (Yeah, I miss that) That whip, that whip, that whip (I really do, yeah!) I miss that, I miss that whip (Yeah-ehh, yeah) Oh, oh, oh, but I do, oh I really miss that Yeah-eh I miss that whip "Sometimes I need subscription" I say lookin' by

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Water Fall (Interluuube)

Water Fall (Interluuube) by Anderson .Paak

17 ContributorsWater Fall (Interluuube) Lyrics Yeah, I can't wait for the moment you can take off I pray you don't have to cut my time short I would rather not say much But if I do, it will be forward I can't pull no punches, baby doll The gods have approved The universe is in tune with me and you That's why we here involved I'm too in love What you do this for? Your body moves in fluid motion Hands in two and two, I'm open Who's it for? Ooh, it's yours I don't know if I'm the one you want to stay with But I know that I'm the only one who makes you cum And as soon as I break down the wall I'm riding the wave of your waterfall As soon as I break down the wall I'm riding the wave of your waterfall As soon as I break down the wall I'm riding the wave of your waterfall Ooh, don't touch me, baby Don't touch me, baby Wait, I'm okay, I'm alright Give me space, don't touch me, babyYou might also like

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Headlow

Headlow by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Norelle)

32 ContributorsHeadlow Lyrics This lady is giving head On I-95, at the toll I ever tell you 'bout the time I, drivin' down the I-9? Lady in the passenger, smokin' on la-la Put your blunt up in the ash tray And get your hair up out the way Just keep your head low Just keep your head low Me and little Joonie sittin' in a movie Soon as the lights out, she gon' pull the pipe out She don't want no popcorn, she just want her mouth on me Just keep your head low Just keep your head low Ooh, she pulls my coat and so I have to slow it down, do it simple She says pull over, uh oh, I slow it down, do it simple My windows foggin' up, I see them watchin' us We're almost home, better keep your head low Better keep your head low I ever tell you 'bout the time when I, runnin' down the 9 mile? Lady with the Puma sneaks Sit up on me, head towel Grippin' locks with the right palm Hey, don't stop, baby, keep goin' Just keep your head low Just keep your head low Tears fallin' down my left cheek Baby hit the nerve like a Pepsi You can't breathe when I'm neck deep I take it out but you just wanna finish me Everywhere we go, we make a scene We hit it long as long as you can keep Just keep your head low Just keep your head low You might also like Ooh, she pulls my coat and so I have to slow it down, do it simple She says pull over, uh oh, I slow it down, do it simple My windows foggin' up, I see them watchin' us We're almost home, better keep your head low Better keep your head low She pulls my coat and so I have to slow it down, do it simple She says pull over, uh oh, I slow it down, do it simple My windows foggin' up, I see them watchin' us We're almost home Oh fuck Oh, oh, keep goin', keep goin', keep goin', keep goin' Keep doin' that, keep doing that Who the fuck taught you how to do that shit? Aw, fuck Oh shit (Oh my god, holy shit) Just keep goin', I'm almost there I'm almost there, I'm almost there, I'm almost there Just go around me, go around me, I'm almost there Move, nigga

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Luh You

Luh You by Anderson .Paak

18 ContributorsLuh You Lyrics We must've been together I bet you knew just who I was Somewhere around your second lifetime We danced on Persian rugs We fucked and fell in love tonight It's who we are Too familiar, solar Energy carried on and on and on Ripples in the pond Like a mirror, solar Energy carried on and on and Hey, I think I luh you (Luh you) Fuck that, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do I think I luh you (Luh you) Fuck that, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do Few shots, then we rid them off Goofed off in the loft With the Scope on, I can kill them all We can be lovers, two souls in a different life But you know we done here been here before How did you know we only sip clear liquor Smoke purple endo, top floor level Type of shit that get Flown 'cross the pond You might also like I think I luh you, ooooh We must have been together It's somethin' like I thought it was And what a lasting impression You left me with an open door I want it more and more (Yes, lawd!) It's who we are Too familiar, solar Energy carried on and on and on Ripples in the pond Like a mirror, solar Energy carried on and on and Hey, I think I luh you (Luh you) Fuck that, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do I think I luh you (Luh you) Fuck that, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do, I know I do Energy carried on and on (On and on) Energy carried on and on (On and on) Energy carried on and on (On and on) Energy carried on and on (On and on) Nothing that I can't quite put my finger on Do you believe that we are star crossed? Forgive me if I'm wrong Forgive me if I'm wrong, spinning off Energy carried on and on Energy carried on and on Energy carried on and on

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Chosen One

Chosen One by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Sonyae)

48 ContributorsChosen One Lyrics Need me a lil' baby Who gon' love me and touch me the right way Need me a lil' baby Who gon' run up and jump in the fight with me Need me a lil' lady Who gon' keep it buck like Milwaukee Need me a lil' lady Who gon' show off, gon' show off Get right with me, right with me You could be a chosen one Kiss me with your native tongue Shoot it if you holdin' some Miss me 'til the mornin' come Beat it like you're hittin' a drum Freak me 'til the world is done Oh, oh, oh Need me a lil' baby Who gon' love me and touch me the right way Need me a lil' baby Who gon' run up and jump in the fight with me Need me a lil' lady Who gon' keep it buck like Milwaukee Need me a lil' lady Who gon' show off, gon' show off Get right with me, right with me You might also like You could be a chosen one Fuck these niggas, all of them Shoot it if you holdin' some Kiss me 'til you make me cum Beat it like you're hittin' a drum Freak me 'til the world is done Oh, oh, oh, oh Uh Can't get enough, look at that Make you walk, pistol grip on From the kitchen to the livin' room To label me as the one, debatable But second to none, that suit me like a tailored suit And a nigga up, up like Sailor Moon Brought a totally different energy up in the room Heard your fans want to keep you in the underground, cool When I blow up, said I did it for MF DOOM No cap, no cap I keep it one hundred, blowin' hundreds at The Beverly All facts, all facts Go look for another and come back and say you'll never leave Your neck, your back I could bust it open, super soaker, make the pussy leak I could break it down and put it back together properly I know what you want and I know what you need We should be lovin' each other crazy We shouldn't wait 'til the day our days are through We should be more than each other's baby We don't have to, but we have to We don't have to do it, but we have to We should be lovin' each other crazy (We should) We shouldn't wait 'til the day our... are through (No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) We should be more than each other's baby We don't have to, but we have to We don't have to do it, but we have to We should be more than each other's baby We don't have to, but we have to We don't have to do it, but we have to We should be lovin' each other crazy We shouldn't wait 'til the day our days are through We should be more than each other's baby We don't have to, but we have to We don't have to do it, but we have to

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Mansa Musa

Mansa Musa by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Cocoa Sarai & Dr. Dre)

51 ContributorsMansa Musa Lyrics Back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even as the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, gold toothpicks Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch! Uh, my money, money, pocket so dummy That mean my money so sick, I might just cough up a hunnid Rich gyal in me own time zone, fuck whoever Shit, you gotta love me Now if you owe me mine, better run it A hunnid miles and runnin', yeah, I'm comin', still gunnin' Shit that we be on, you could hate it or love it And if I said it, then I meant it, muh fucker, who want it? Now I've been on some different shit lately Like I need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene Like I only come around for this type shit here If I have to bust around, it's on the hits, my dear Now what we gwan do with all these hits over here? Go up in smoke when I disappear, reappear Hah, I'm just bein' sincere Boss shit, how we do it? Crack music, top tier, nigga Shut it down, my nigga, chill We could see right through that bullshit You pussy, nigga, we could tell Better believe my product sell Made a billion off my bullshit and did it, nigga, high as hell Overachiever, nigga, I excel If my name is on this muhfucker, better believe the stock's up Professional winners around us Gotta fly, leave the buildin', levitatin' on you motherfucks You might also like Back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even as the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, gold toothpicks Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch! Mummy wrap, double back, gimmie that Real rich niggas never advertise that Broke niggas always playin' rich, puttin' on an act Whoa, nigga, when your money grow, maybe we could chat But in the meantime, I remain streamlined Stackin' my ends if ever my money decline I double my wins, now look how my whole team shine Hell no, blow out my dough, I'm tryna keep mine Nigga, fuck that snow up your nose, it's fuckin' ski time Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it's shoppin' spree time Don't nobody roll in a Rolls Royce where we from So I'm goin' stupid as soon as I get a lil' sum Dumb, they should have never gave you niggas money! Hey, watch your mouth boy, you don't ball, boy You don' maxin' out credit cards, boy I'ma cash cow, you a hog wart Tell you anything, you would fall for it Get the piece, you don't really want war Why the mean mug? That's uncalled for Now I'm back on my bullshit I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch Even as the king, I stay hood rich Mansa Musa, gold jewelry Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, gold toothpicks Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin' All they do throw shots at the king, it's foolish It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!

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Yada Yada

Yada Yada by Anderson .Paak

26 ContributorsYada Yada Lyrics Can't do it Can't do it Huh, and there it is, my wit's end They brought me out my mind You know I'm caught beside myself Pissed off and shit outta luck Hey, I've thought 'bout puttin' up I don't have the time, oh, not today (You know that's impossible) Does somebody got some shit to say? You know what? Fuck it Like yada yada Oh, you know everythang (Can't do it) But not today (Can't do it) But not today My one and only, closest homie, we've carried on for days I wanna burn another one down, but I'll go off in a blaze Yeah, I need to put it out But I don't have the time, oh, not today (You know that's impossible) Does somebody got some shit to say? You might also like Darker days were bound to come (It's what it seems) Through eyes of Brenda's only son (All I could see) When the dreams become reality (Could it be) It's hard to keep a smile off the mug (Look at me) Casually talkin' that global warmth As if the temperature didn't blow out your perm Our days are numbered, I'd rather count what I earned My greatest summer was spent on festival runs in Europe Chicken wings and sushi, I've gotten used to the perks Narrowly escapin' the holy war on the turf Turf, yes, Lord Came a long way from them open mics at Leimert Forgive me if I walk like I got a chip on my shoulder Label tried to play me like I didn't do all the work I found another way through the open gate and my purpose Now I'm goin' crazy like (Right) If they forget the dot, I'm chargin' double for the purchase Lo and behold, my little one I've been gone for far too long If I ever take this life for granted, you showed me just how dumb But the longer I stay, the less I'm paid (I don't have the time) Oh, not today (You know that's impossible)

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Smile / Petty

Smile / Petty by Anderson .Paak (Ft. Sonyae)

39 ContributorsSmile / Petty Lyrics What is it about my smile that makes you lie to my face? If I close my eyes to your bullshit, I could still smell it on you I could smell it from a mile away You can't be the truth and the lie Oh no, hey Make up your mind, baby What is it about my smile that makes you lie to my face? Let me ask this, just what does it take to be the apple of your iris? How much of this bullshit until we reach the pasture? Ain't no need to gas me, it was lit from the lashes Back when chit-chattin' casually 'bout how you think monogamy is somethin' of the past But, baby girl, your actions speak somethin' totally opposite And you have to pardon me, 'cause I am a dog, you see And if you lead me to the park, I break up off the leash What is it about my smile that would make you ponder kickin' dirt in my water? Spillin' bleach in the laundry bag and stressin' my momma Pushin' dents in my armor, scratchin', dentin' my Pontiac Bitch, are you off your shit? I bag another one just to piss you off and shit Don't make me put the shit I bought you up for auction, bitch Hold on, hold the fuck up Pause this shit You might also like My lady drives me high up the wall She keeps me up and locked in the bathin' room Why am I screamin' at the top of my lungs? When she can't hear a word that I say to her? You petty, petty bitch, (Huh, petty) Calculate (All of it) Trackin' (All of it) All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit, you packaged up Tossed out my shit, (All of it, all of it, all) Bitch, now you know that was totally out of pocket Would've let me fall off (Would you catch me when I fall?) I won't sweat the small stuff (No more chasin' pennies, no) I can't keep from fallin' off Keep me from these useless bitches, these ruthless leeches I might catch you all alone (I don't need it, I don't need it) Now bro, he lends me no help at all He's out there chasin' money that's far too small Lately, he's talkin' 'bout invest and withdraw But the loan of which you owe me is far from paid off Oh, Lord You petty, petty bitch, (Huh, petty) Calculate (All of it) Trackin' (All of it) All of this (Bullshit) Worthless shit, you packaged up Tossed out my shit, (All of it, all of it, all) Bitch, now you know that was totally out of pocket