Bravo Greenlights Three New Unscripted Series: ‘Real Girlfriends in Paris,’ ‘Southern Charm: Leva Land’ & ‘XSCAPE /SWV’

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Always looking for a good time, the women find themselves in an extraordinarily rich moment in their lives where the possibilities for true love, unrelenting passion, and forging life-long friendships are endless. Six bold twentysomething American women pack their bags to embark on an exciting international adventure living in the most beautiful city in the world: Paris! While in the City of Lights, they find each other, encounter a romantic rendezvous or two, and embrace all the spontaneity that comes with living in an exciting new city.
Jesse Light serves as co-executive producer. Produced by Haymaker East with Aaron Rothman, Josh Halpert, Bill Langworthy, Leva Bonaparte, and Lamar Bonaparte serving as executive producers.
Real Girlfriends in Paris premieres Fall 2022
Southern Charm: Leva Land (working title) premieres Fall 2022
There’s never a dull day in “Leva Land” with the staff at Republic Garden & Lounge and their powerhouse boss, Leva Bonaparte of Southern Charm. Leva owns four restaurants on the hottest street in town and Republic is the crown jewel of her kingdom. The series follows the lives of a dynamic social group of friends living in Charleston, S.C., and working together.
Bravo has greenlit three new unscripted series including Real Girlfriends in Paris, Southern Charm: Leva Land, and XSCAPE /SWV, which was revealed on Thursday.
Following their epic Verzuz performance, the ladies of Xscape and SWV reunite once again to prepare for a show that promises to reignite their music careers. There is much at stake for these powerhouse women as they navigate different stages in their lives, both personally and professionally. From celebrating the power of collaboration and sisterhood to pushing to overcome obstacles, there is no shortage of wonder in watching two of the most iconic female R&B groups of the ’90s come together for this multi-part limited series.
Details on each project can be found below.
LaTocha Scott-Bivens, Kandi Burruss, Cheryl “Coko” Gamble, Tameka “Tiny” Harris, Tamara Johnson-George, LeAnne “Lelee” Lyons and Tamika Scott also serve as executive producers. Produced by Monami Productions with Mona Scott-Young, Stephanie R Gayle, and Michael Lang serving as executive producers.
Jennifer Stander, Chris Wereski, and Molly Minard serve as co-executive producers. Produced by Goodbye Pictures with Rich Bye, Rahel Tennione, Barrie Bernstein serving as executive producers.
XSCAPE/SWV (working title) premieres Winter 2022

Sony Pictures Classics Acquires Azazel Jacobs’ ‘French Exit’ Starring Michelle Pfeiffer & Lucas Hedges

“To work with Sony Pictures Classics is a dream come true for me," Jacobs said in a statement. "As I prepare to embark on production, I am happy and relieved to know that French Exit will ultimately be in their hands.”
Written by award-winning Canadian novelist Patrick deWitt, the comedy-drama is based on deWitt's international bestselling book by the same name.
French Exit is set to start production next month in Montreal and Paris.” />
CAA Media Finance and Rocket Science brokered the deal with Sony Pictures Classics. The Canadian/Irish international co-production is produced by Rocket Science, Elevation Pictures, Screen Siren Pictures and Blinder Films.
Sony Pictures Classics announced today it has acquired rights to Azazel Jacobs’ French Exit for distribution in the U.S., U.K., Germany, France, Italy, Japan, and China.
The film, about a penniless Manhattan socialite who moves to a small apartment in Paris with her son and cat, stars Oscar nominees Michelle Pfeiffer (Love Field) and Lucas Hedges (Manchester by the Sea).
"This promises goldmine performances from Michelle Pfeiffer and Lucas Hedges. "French Exit is the fresh, distinctive screenplay we've been looking for all year," added Sony Pictures Classics. We couldn't be more pleased to be working with director Azazel Jacobs, a formidable voice in independent film."

France’s Cesar Awards Winners Announced- Live

BEST SOUND
Shéhérazade; dir: Jean-Bernard Marlin
BEST CINEMATOGRAPHY
BEST NEWCOMER (FEMALE)
Kristin Scott Thomas is the President of the ceremony tonight at Paris' Salle Pleyel, and reminded of the importance of the long history of French cinema, particularly in its welcoming of outsiders. You allowed me to become an actress. "You can be proud of your productions, and the opening of the industry for people who are not French. I am far from being the only one," she said, before adding, "Even with Brexit I will continue."
Ni Juge, Ni Soumise; dirs: Jean Libon, Yves Hinant
BEST NEWCOMER (MALE)
Her former co-starn Robert Redford, will be receiving an honorary award later tonight. In the meantime, follow along for the updated list of winners below.
Andréa Bescond & Eric Métayer; Les Chatouilles
Benoît Debie, The Sisters Brothers
Kenza FortasS, Shérérazade” />
BEST DOCUMENTARY
Brigitte Taillandier, Valérie De Loof, Cyril Holtz; The Sisters Brothers
French box office was essentially flat in 2018, and this year's awards nominees have not massively traveled. Maybe that's why producers of this show, which is currently airing live on Canal Plus locally, have taken a page out of the Oscars song book — host Kad Merad just covered Queen's "We Are The Champions" for his intro.
BEST EDITING
BEST ADAPTED SCREENPLAY
Dylan Robert, Shérérazade
Yorgos Lamprinos, Jusqu'à La Garde
They are followed by Jacques Audiard’s English-language western, The Sisters Brothers, a film from the former Cannes Palme d'Or winner that debuted at Venice, and Pierre Salvadori’s En Liberté! (The Trouble With You). Nominations for the local equivalent of the Oscars are led by Xavier Legrand’s feature debut Jusqu’à La Garde (Custody) and Gilles Lellouche’s Le Grand Bain (Sink Or Swim) with 10 mentions each. Refresh for latest…: France’s Académie des Arts et Techniques du Cinéma is handing out its César Awards tonight in Paris.
BEST DEBUT FEATURE

Little Mix – Only You (Acoustic) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Perrie]
Dancing with your silhouette in the places that we met
Ooh, tryna find you in the moon
Paris never feels the same, when the streets all call your name
Ooh, so I hide in crowded rooms
[Pre-Chorus: Leigh-Anne]
And I’ll follow right down the river
Where the ocean meets the sky
To you, to you
[Chorus: Jade]
Once upon a time, we had it all
Somewhere down the line we went and lost it
One brick at a time we watched it fall
I’m broken here tonight and darling, no one else can fix me
Only you, only you
And no one else can fix me, only you
Only you, only you
And no one else can fix me, only you, oh
[Post-Chorus: Jade]
Oh, no one else can fix me, only you
(Only you)
Oh, no one else can fix me, only you
[Verse 2: Jesy & Trevor]
Did I let go of your hand for a castle made of sand? Ooh, that fell into the blue
I went following the sun to be alone with everyone
Ooh, looking ’round a crowded room
[Pre-Chorus: Leigh-Anne & Trevor]
And I’ll follow right down the river
Where the ocean meets the sky
To you, to you
[Chorus: Little Mix & Trevor]
Once upon a time, we had it all (We had it all, mmm)
Somewhere down the line we went and lost it (We went and lost it)
One brick at a time we watched it fall (Fall)
I’m broken here tonight and darling, no one else can fix me
Only you, only you (Yeah)
And no one else can fix me, only you (on-ly you, yeah)
Only you, (Nobody else), only you (Oh, oh)
And no one else can fix me, only you (aw)
And no one else can fix me, only you
(Only you)
And no one else can fix me, only you
[Chorus: Trevor, {Little Mix}, (Perrie)]
{Only you}, only you, {only you}, only you
{And no one else can fix me, only you} (Only you, oh)
{Only you}, only you, {only you}, only you
{And no one else can fix me, only you}

‘First Wives Club’ Series Moves To BET As Paramount Network Reevaluates Dramedy Night

Moving the Paramount TV-produced First Wives Club to BET makes sense given the project's evolution. The reboot of the 1996 Paramount movie was first developed with a different writer at TV Land where it went to pilot starring Alyson Hannigan, Megan Hilty and Vanessa Lachey. While the network ultimately passed on the pilot, its head of programming Keith Cox left the project in redevelopment and took it with him when he added oversight of programming for Paramount Network.
It was be followed by Younger Season 6 and new series Emily in Paris, both from Darren Star, slated to debut on the same night in spring and summer, respectively. At Paramount Network, First Wives Club starring Ryan Michelle Bathe, Jill Scott and Michelle Buteau, was slated to launch the network's new Thursday dramedy night in January.
I hear the concept for a dramedy branded night on Paramount Network is now being reevaluated, along with the future of Younger and Emily in Paris on the network. The former had been a hit on TV Land for five seasons and, while the comedy-focussed Viacom channel recently canceled its last remaining original scripted series, Teachers, it left the door open to featuring such content in the future.
Meanwhile, Paramount Network, designated as Viacom's leading scripted programming brand, remains fully committed to scripted series with a number of projects in the pipeline.
The First Wives Club series, like the movie that starred Diane Keaton, Bette Midler and Goldie Hawn, is set in New York City. It follows Ari (Bathe), Bree (Buteau) and Hazel (Scott), who band together after their marriages fall apart and find strength in their sisterhood — and of course a little revenge.
Another Viacom series is switching networks — First Wives Club, which was slated to debut on Paramount Network in January, will instead air on sibling BET.
Tony Hernandez of JAX Media also serves as executive producer.” /> Oliver is writing the series and is executive producing along with Karen Rosenfelt and Scott Rudin, a producer on the First Wives Club movie that, in turn, was based on the 1992 novel by Olivia Goldsmith.
The concept she has for the series fits perfectly with our programming strategy of character-driven content anchored in the Black experience, and it aligns seamlessly with our core audience. “We are thrilled that Tracy Oliver and Paramount Television’s First Wives Club will be coming to BET Networks," the company said in a statement. "We have been big fans of Tracy, the project and its incredible cast all along. We are currently working closely with Paramount Television on Boomerang and are excited to continue working with them on this project.”
The project sailed through development, landing a 10-episode order. There, Girls Trip co-writer Tracy Oliver took a stab at the concept and reimagined it with African American leads, played by Bathe, Scott and Buteau.

Nicki Minaj – Hard White lyrics

Okay, these hoes is wishin’
You’re in no position to come for O’s position
I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position
I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position
[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
[Outro]
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
J-j-just last week, I told ’em to pick a side
I-I-I bust shots, don’t duck if they don’t apply You might as well took the plea, uh
Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo? I don’t know, about a hundred-fifty
I’m who they wishin’ to be
These hoes is on the ‘Gram, Nicki pitchin’ the ki’
‘Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree
You got bars and still broke? You the motherfucking fairest, Nicki
What I drop on this watch? [Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
[Verse 1]
Ayo, just last week I told ’em to pick a side
I bust shots, don’t duck if it don’t apply
Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride
Sike, made you look, I still didn’t pick a guy
I’m the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me
Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie
Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarassed
‘Cause they know I’m the queen, I still didn’t pick an heiress
Mirror, mirror, who’s the fairest? Uh
[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
[Verse 2]
Ayo, just last week I told ’em they run done
My legacy could never be undone
I’m a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun
Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun
I’m the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat’s here
Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told ’em knock it off
Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off
Put my crown on again, and I’ma knock it off
Anything with Nicki in it, they gonna pocket off
I mean profit off, my plug drop it off
You see them copyin’ my hair, tell ’em, “Chop it off!”
Uh, bad gyal with the, top is off
You nuh see him downgrade when mi drop ’em off
Uh, I ain’t never played a hoe position
I ain’t ever have to strip to get the pole position
Hoes is dissin’?

Halsey – Alone (feat. Big Sean & Stefflon Don)

[Intro]
If I
If I
[Verse 1]
Said he tried to phone me, but I never have time
He said that I never listen, but I don’t even try
I got a new place in Cali, but I’m gone every night
So I fill it with strangers so they keep on the lights
She said she told you she knows me, but the face isn’t right
She asked if I recognized her and I told her I might
[Pre-Chorus]
See, everywhere I go
I got a million different people tryna kick it
But I’m still alone in my mind, yeah
[Chorus]
I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did
(You’ll wish that you never did)
[Verse 2]
I stayed a night out in Paris where they don’t know my name
And I got into some trouble with that drink in my veins
I got a problem with parties ’cause it’s loud in my brain
And I can never say sorry ’cause I won’t take the blame
I know I always go missing and you’re lying awake
But if you ask why I’m distant, oh, I’m running away
[Pre-Chorus]
You know that everywhere I go
I got a million different people tryna kick it
But I’m still alone in my mind
[Chorus]
I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did
(You’ll wish that you never did)
[Bridge]
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
Slip under my armor
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
Slip under my armor
[Pre-Chorus]
See, everywhere I go, I got a million different people tryna hit it
But I’m still alone in my mind
[Chorus]
I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did
(You’ll wish that you never did)
Yeah
[Outro]
(I know you wanna, I, I know you wanna)
You’ll wish that you never did
(I know you wanna slip under my armor)
Oh (I know you wanna, I, I know you wanna)
You’ll wish that you never did

Matoma – Lonely lyrics

Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely [Verse 1]
You got me high on second fumes
Cold city nights and smoking rooms
I know your story off by heart
You fabricated every part
You talk too much then say nothing
I’m just the face that buys the drinks
Paris, L.A. You never saw but when you called me
I ain’t gonna listen anymore
If you never want me when I’m lonely
Where were you when I was lonely? and all that sh*t
You got it how you wanted it
[Pre-Chorus]
But mmm, then you say, then you say
That you need me for life
But mmm, I’m okay, I’m okay this time
[Chorus]
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely? Now you acting like you know me
There’s 100 ways to tell you know
Another 100 more to let you go, go, go
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely? Now you acting like you know me
There’s 100 ways to tell you know
Another 100 more to let you go, go, go
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely? Lonely
Lonely
Lone
Where were you when I was lonely? You never saw but when you called me
I ain’t gonna listen anymore
If you never want me when I’m lonely
Where were you when I was lonely? Lonely
Lonely
Lone
Where were you when I was lonely? Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
[Verse 2]
And I wish you weren’t so beautiful
And I wish I was so usable
I know I kinda played myself
‘Cause you’d always blame somebody else
And you always act misunderstood
Like everyone in Hollywood
You’re just as fake as all your friends
And I’m glad I won’t see then again, ha, huh
[Pre-Chorus]
But mmm, then you say, then you say
That you need me for life
But mmm, I’m okay, I’m okay this time
[Chorus]
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?

Chief Keef – Get It Lyrics

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it
[Verse 1]
When I was 16 I knew something
That’s when I knew I had to get it
Fuck that lyin’ no, ask you somethin’
Let my dogs out on ya, let ’em get it (bang)
Nigga do something, move something
I’m in a strip club, still stuntin’
Ten thousand on a futon
I’m Margiela walking, oh yeah
I’m in a strip club throwin benjis
They let us in this bitch with the semi
I fuck around and ice out the Fendi
I fuck around and pipe out a Bentley
I fuck around and platinum on my semis
I fuck around and platinum not an Emmy
And my chopper hit the folks I call ’em Jimmy
Make it sway through your block and let it empty
[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it
[Verse 2]
I done fell in love with foreign whips
I done got used to foreign trips
I done went to Paris for some coats (Louis)
Come and get it if you want some smoke
Baby call your friend tell her slide up
Me and this bitch throwing racks all night
We see the pressure from the engine of the pipe
I’m in this bitch lookin’ flyer than a kite
Hit a nigga bitch tell her come over
She see it’s me on every fuckin’ poster
And on my whip game proper
I don’t really let the bitch chauffeur
I’m pourin’ more pints than a doctor
Tell ’em hold the motherfuckin’ boxers
I be ganja smokin’ like a rasta
Get it at the same time with my partner
[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

Eric Bellinger – G.O.A.T. 2.0 (feat. Wale)

[Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
Yeah
Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
[?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
It’s Eazy
[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros
[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yo, yo
I guess I’ma have to call her wait
I need someone to call me a cab
I drunk too much but I’m on my way
I hate fake love cause I love too hard
[?]
Come to your job bring lunch one time
Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
Super thick, super fine
Most important super smart
I celebrate for your intelligence
Fashionista so effortless
To tell the truth I got a [?]
But if I had to chose [?]
[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time
[Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
It’s Eazy, Wale too
All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The Moon and back, yeah
Mixin’ with the wrist
That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah

Lauv – Paris In The Rain

[Verse 1]
All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
We could go anywhere we could do
Anything girl whatever the mood we’re in
All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
Getting lost late at night under stars
Finding love standing right where we are your lips
They pull me in the moment
You and I alone and
People may be watching I don’t mind ‘cause
[Chorus]
Anywhere with you feels right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
We don’t need a fancy town
Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
Cause anywhere babe
Is like Paris in the rain
When I’m with you
When I’m with you
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain

[Verse 2]
I look at you now and I want this forever
I might not deserve it but there’s nothing better
Don’t know how I ever did it all without you
My heart is about to about to jump out of my chest
Feelings they come and they go that they do
Feelings they come and they go not with you
The late nights
And the street lights
And the people
Look at me girl
And the whole world could stop
[Chorus]
Anywhere with you feels right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
We don’t need a fancy town
Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
Cause anywhere babe
Is like Paris in the rain
When I’m with you
When I’m with you
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain

[Bridge]
Girl when I’m not with you
All I do is miss you
Come and set the mood right
Underneath the moonlight
(Days in Paris
Nights in Paris)
Paint you with my eyes closed
Wonder where the time goes
(Yeah, Isn’t it obvious
Isn’t it obvious)
Come and set the mood right
Underneath the moonlight
[Outro]
Anywhere with you feel right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
Walking down an empty street
Puddles underneath our feet

Charli XCX – Our Boyfriend Lyrics

(oh-oh)
Did you introduce him to your mum? [Verse 1]
Did he tell you you’re the only one? I bet “Boys of Summer” is your favourite song (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Did you lap up all the clichéd lies? A book of poems on the northern lights (oh)
Did you wonder where he went some nights? (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s out of the blue
But I’ve got something to tell you
[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too
[Verse 2]
It’s kind of funny when you think of it
There must have been some times we almost met, I know
Jumpin’ in and out of the same bed (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Same sleezy weekend in the same coat, now
Locked our love on the Paris bridge aswell
Said he loved me from the day we met (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, you too
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s hard to believe
I’ve been thinking the same thing
[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too
[Bridge]
I know how you feel
I feel so stupid that I couldn’t see
I never thought that this would happen to me
[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

Jay-Z – 4:44 (Short Film)

[Intro: Hannah Williams]
Do I find it so hard
When I know in my heart
I’m letting you down every day
Letting you down every day
Why do I keep on running away?

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Look, I apologize, often womanize
Took for my child to be born
See through a woman’s eyes
Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles
Took me too long for this song
I don’t deserve you
I harass you out in Paris
"Please come back to Rome," you make it home
We talked for hours when you were on tour
“Please pick up the phone, pick up the phone”
I said, “Don’t embarrass me,” instead of “Be mine”
That was my proposal for us to go steady
That was your 21st birthday
You mature faster than me, I wasn’t ready
So I apologize
I seen the innocence leave your eyes
I still mourn this death and
I apologize for all the stillborns
‘Cause I wasn’t present, your body wouldn’t accept it
I apologize to all the women whom I
Toyed with your emotions because I was emotionless
And I apologize ’cause at your best you are love
And because I fall short of what I say I’m all about
Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed
And you stare blankly into space
Thinkin’ of all the time, you wasted it on all this basic shit
So I apologize

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
I apologize
Our love was one for the ages and I contained us
And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive
Not meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
Or sleep with our back turned
We supposed to vacay ’til our backs burn
We’re supposed to laugh ’til our heart stops
And then meet in a space where the dark stop
And let love light the way
Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
I never wanted another woman to know
Something about me that you didn’t know
I promised, I cried, I couldn’t hold
I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
I stew over, what if you over my shit?

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
And if my children knew, I don’t even know what I would do
If they ain’t look at me the same
I would prob’ly die with all the shame
"You did what with who?"
What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
"You risked that for Blue?"
If I wasn’t a superhero in your face
My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes
And the mask goes away, and Santa Claus is fake
And you go online and see
For Blue’s tooth, the tooth fairy didn’t pay

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

Lyrics of That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby boy, what’s happening?
You and your heart invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Just, pop it for a pimp
Pop, pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp
Drop, drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it
Got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it
Take my wallet if you want it now

Jump in the Cadillac
Girl, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on it
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
And I’ll be a fleeko,
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything 24 karats
Take a look in that mirror
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? Is it you? Is it me? Is it me?
Say it’s us, say it’s us, and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
Boy, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on you
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Say you want a good wife
Here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Tell me what’s on your mind
If you want it, girl come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby
What you tryna do

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Met gala – Gucci Mane feat. Offset lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – Met gala

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal.

Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your b*tch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This s**t started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this s**t right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that s**t ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
f*ckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that b*tch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
b*tch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off.

Mil’ in a week
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal.

I’m havin’ this s**t what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two b*tches from Cali versuri-lyrics.info
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four b*tches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up
Negative turn to a positive
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy).

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formalll.
Gucci Mane lyrics
Video gala

Tinie Tempah – They Don’t Know Lyrics

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Everywhere I go, I gotta pose
Sittin’ on the throne with a ‘fro
Chillin’ with a prince at the BAFTA’s
Gold all over the globe
Any time I stress, I can get it from a rasta
Headside, kill ’em when they know
Didn’t want to know
Baby said, “Shh, you can hit it on the low”
You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low
Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door
Yeah, I’m the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war
I don’t holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor
Tryna hit me with the drink, no no
They might think, they don’t know
Let ’em talk ish, promo
‘Cause we don’t really care ’bout nothin’

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It’s Kind Ink, uh, canine
That kitty got me feelin’ like a canine
I’m just tryna live, baby, can I?
We at the KWest, startin’ KI’s
Woo, I just bought the whole LA out
Uh, live is a beach, bitch, lay out
Uh, hit the blunt, baby, what you gotta say now?
Woo, I know you want it, ow
Ha, get you higher than the Eiffel
Pour up, baby, put a lil’ ice too
Yeah, I remember back in high school
I used to have a girl that looked just like you
Yeah and with all of these flashbacks
Say ain’t no tellin’ what I might do

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
Young man comin’ up from the corner
Nobody tryna set me if I wanna
Never have to worry ’bout if he give me the banana
Me haffi tell them na na na na na
Oh no no, slide in my DMs and my writs just froze
I’m too cold, don’t wanna play ’cause I’m gettin’ too old
What’s new? Bitch, I’m in the stu’
Hookin’ up with hurricane, mix with the flow
Tryna lock my wrists, mosquito, love the cold
If the track ain’t a track then the Don come through
My rule number 1 is don’t play a number 2
Talkin’ with my nigga, you will end up on the news
Messin’ with the paper that you racked up in views
Real, real ting, all I do is tell the truth

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
I know a girl from the ends
She likes to take it down low
She said she wanna let me inside
But her daddy said no
I know a girl with a woo
I call her Paris in my phone
I know a girl from the southside
That wanna take you all home

Machine Gun Kelly – Trap Paris (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin’ real godly
Quavo
City rollie [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on camera
I ain’t embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that ’bout?
I’m home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I’m back now
I’m Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And I’m running the streets to the city like Rocky
Who da champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where’s the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up ’till I cramp
Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the grams , uh
Got a lady and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the trap
Gunner

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom, you didn’t hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that’s your fantasy (that’s your fantasy)
Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the trap

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

Mod Sun – Beautiful Problems (feat. Gnash & Maty Noyes)

[Chorus: Maty Noyes]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Verse 1: MOD SUN]
Ever since I saw you, I know
You was a little bit crazy, but baby, maybe you’re the one
Just take me I’m all you like a [?]
Walked straight through Hell just to get to Heaven
If you were standing there waiting, yeah
And I could go on living without you, but I won’t, but I won’t
And I could tell you all that, but I don’t, but I don’t, no

[Pre-Chorus: MOD SUN]
And I gotta let you go and make your own mistakes
But I swear to catch you on the way down
And since the day we met, I knew we were meant to be
But I swear, I just can’t explain how

[Chorus: Maty Noyes]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I ask myself, how did we end up here
Thinking ’bout all the things we did and done, yeah
We’re a little different, I think it’s terrific
Never been embarrassed
Introduced you to my parents, even took you to Paris
It could be so simple, you just gotta let go
And take all the issues, get ’em under control
Cause if there’s one thing that I know
Is that all those little problems are really beautiful

[Pre-Chorus: MOD SUN]
And I gotta let you go and make your own mistakes
But I swear to catch you on the way down
And since the day we met, I knew we were meant to be
But I swear, I just can’t explain how

[Chorus: Maty Noyes & gnash]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Bridge: gnash]
I write out replies to try and divide
You from my life, but it won’t come out right
I thought I’d live my life with you by my side
I guess I’ll admit I’m not good with goodbyes
Maybe inside, someday I’ll find
A way to get you to get out of my mind
I thought I’d live my life with you by my side
I guess I’ll admit I’m not good with goodbyes

[Outro: Maty Noyes & gnash]
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

The Chainsmokers – Paris (On SNL) (Live)

[Verse 1: Andrew Taggart]
We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents
And I thought, “Wow
If I could take this in a shot right now
I don’t think that we could work this out”
Out on the terrace
I don’t know if it’s fair but I thought “How
Could I let you fall by yourself
While I’m wasted with someone else”

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better

[Verse 2: Andrew Taggart]
We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents
You look so proud
Standing there with a frown and a cigarette
Posting pictures of yourself on the internet
Out on the terrace
We breathe in the air of this small town
On our own cuttin’ class for the thrill of it
Getting drunk on the past we were livin’ in

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better

[Post-Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are better
We were staying in Paris
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are better

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better

[Bridge: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
Let’s show them we are better
We were staying in Paris

[Outro: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better

Lana Del Rey – Take Me To Paris (Cherry Blossom Album)

Baby, say goodnight; text me when you get home safely
Like you always did when we was first dating.

You’re sitting in your office, dreaming of a different life;
You say you wanna make me smile and see my wild side.
If we don’t leave town now, we’re never gonna get out of here alive.
I’m walking home from school, my thoughts are drifting into space;
Why don’t we leave tonight and take off to a different place?
Don’t tell my daddy why, gotta get on that plane and just fly.

Take me to Paris,
Let’s go there and never look back.
Paris, we can be crazy like that.
You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris.

I wanna be that fantasy that you got on your mind;
Flying across the sea to somewhere that they’ll never find.
We should go out while we young, ’cause one day, we will want to rewind.

Our time in Paris, take me to Yves Saint Laurent.
Paris, make out in a dark restaurant.
We’ll dance until we die, wanna go out every night;
Promise we won’t say goodbye.

Take me to Paris,
Let’s go there and never look back.
Paris, we can be crazy like that.
You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris.

Walking through the streets at dawn, we dance by empty carousels,
Singing about the Sacré-Cœur, and climbing up the Tour Eiffel.
Under the stars, we are, we are dreaming.

You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris, take me to Yves Saint Laurent.
Paris, make out in a dark restaurant.
We’ll dance until we die, wanna go out every night;
Promise we won’t say goodbye.

Baby, say goodnight; text me when you get home safely
Like you always did when we was first dating.

Joey A – PARiS lyrics

She’s dipped in gold
She likes it fancy
Drinks pink champagne
As her hair falls down
Leaves her perfume
Red lipstick number
And then she’s gone
Before the sun comes up

I’m talking ‘bout a classic
That Coco kinda magic
This thing is automatic
And I can’t seem to cut you loose
Just something about

My Paris
Ooo
My Paris
Mon amour

My, my Paris
My, my Paris

Black dress it babe
Just kill it simple
You got me dying
Just to show you off
Uncut and flawless
Yeah, you my diamond
Those jagged edges
Always get me off

I’m talking ‘bout a classic
That Coco kinda magic
This thing is automatic
And I can’t seem to cut you loose
Just something about

My Paris
Ooo
My Paris
Mon amour

My, my Paris
My, my Paris

NELLY FURTADO – Paris Sun lyrics

You’re collar pops in the latest style
I feel romance hanging in your smile
Is it just me or the Paris sun?
On this boulevard, making everything so ooh la la
Hyper colour, hyper rain
Elevating every single thing that I feel
Like a 70’s photograph, making me smile
Making me feel so alive

We can’t stay forever this way
So how ’bout we run away
To another lifetime
Where I can be yours and you mine

Language of love on your lips like a song
Heavy elixir, you could do no wrong
Is it just me or the Paris sun?
Scorching the boulevard, making you look so ooh la la

We can’t stay forever this way
So how ’bout we run away
To another lifetime
Where I can be yours and you mine
I can be yours
I can be yours
I can be yours

We can’t stay forever this way
So how ’bout we run away
To another lifetime
Where I can be yours and you mine

And you mine…
And you mine
And you mine
And you mine…

James Blunt – Don’t Give Me Those Eyes (The Afterlove Extended Version Album)

[Verse 1]
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it
And we can’t tell anyone
Take this love and break it
I don’t think I can take it
Go back to him and fake it
Don’t tell him what you’ve done

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing called love, in a thing called love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling

[Chorus]
Don’t give me those eyes cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

[Verse 2]
Cross your heart and square it
Hotel room in Paris
Kills me that you’re married
Cause we know that should be done

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing called love, in a thing called love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling

[Chorus]
Don’t give me those eyes cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

Don’t give me those eyes cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to (Don’t give me those eyes)
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you (Don’t give me those eyes)
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

[Outro]
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it

Ya salam – Kurdo songtexte

Songtexte Kurdo – Ya salam

Sonnenbrille so wie Stevie Wonder.
Jeden tag ist jetzt sonntag.
Links, rechts so wie Van Damme.
Rek digi digi bom boom.
Mit dem gang and the minibar.(ya salam)

Amsterdam, ya salam, ya salaaam.
Paris, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Berlin, yaa salam, ya salaaam.
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bruxelles, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Frankfurtm yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Hamburg, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Kurdo songtexte
Video Salam

Bashar Rahal – Justify My Love (Като Две Капки Вода) (Madonna Cover)

I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country
You put this in me, so now what, so now what?

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love

I want to know you, not like that
I don’t wanna be your mother
I don’t wanna be your sister either
I just wanna be your lover
I wanna be your baby, kiss me, that’s right, kiss me

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
Yearning, burning
For you to justify my love

What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
Talk to me, tell me your dreams, am I in them?
Tell me your fears, are you scared?
Tell me your stories, I’m not afraid of who you are, we can fly

Poor is the man whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that’s right, love me
I wanna be your baby, yeah

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
I’m open and ready
For you to justify my love

To justify my love
Wanting, to justify
Waiting, to justify my love
Praying, to justify
To justify my love
I’m open, to justify my love

Future – Lookin Exotic (Hndrxx Album)

Extravagant Hendrix
Switch hands like lil’ pitcher
Super astronomical

Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go"
Then lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose
Speekin’ of modellin’, you look marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ em that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I’d need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, no

Three rings on my left, I feel like King James
They see the way we represent, they see the way we get it
You can’t be never slippin’, you gotta show you’re different
I came through and took all they bitches with me
Nigga I get all the way faded, I can’t get tipsy
I’m eating something, start busting and rushing on a daily basis, I’m guilty
Let this champagne start flowin’, drink it up ’til it’s empty
Got this V.I.P. section burnin’ like a chimney
We ain’t gotta emphasize nobody, we done bought the building
Let’s go zip out to Australia, we can go to Switzerland
We got a chauffeur and a translator for it, he don’t speak English
Sometimes when you speak from your soul it sound like you singing

Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go"
Then lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose
Speekin’ of modellin’, you look marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ em that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I’d need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, no

Gotta put a whole lot of kush into my lungs
I put a whole lot of work and I just begun
And when that green money on the turf, it’s their call
Gotta put that steel under my shirt and do it large
Fuck the cops, she gon’ ride you like my dog
Chinchilla, I put it on and let it fall
Gorilla, let it drag on the floor
I forgot to get the money, lay low
We take shoppin’ sprees, I can bring the store to me
I don’t get top money, please, bitch I’m out they league
Raf Simons, Rick Owens, cost 200 G’s
Cash out mad G’s, bustin’ down AP’s
Hand made one of one Riccardo Tisci
Crystal diamonds on my sleeves, L-O-V-E
Changed the whips about a week, yes I do agree
Louis V on my carry-on, yes indeed
Have to pay for it tonight as you charge a fee
Order the PJ at one, we land tomorrow at three
Steak and shrimps, caviar for seven days
Let’s flick it up for my dawgs in the cage

Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go"
Then lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose
Speekin’ of modellin’, you look marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ em that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I’d need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, no

I’m a keep it real with you!
Lookin’ exotic
Got a half mil’ on me
I’m ’boutta to recount it now

Future – Keep Quiet (Hndrxx Album)

From the club to the telly, on the floor
You better not wake them neighbors
You better not wake them neighbors, girl

Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

Fell in love, she done got attached
Love to tell it, we a perfect match
Go to Paris, do the dashboard
See the wheel on the right side
Got her driving on the wrong side
Thought we was driving on the wrong side
Out the country for a couple months
I gotta keep the goals out of line
Hotel lobby like a club, got me drinkin’ on raw wine
Steaks and shrimps on your plate, baby
We can chop it up, but ain’t wine and dine
Rude girl, you the right sign
You the right kind, this the right time
We can kick it off and go to iceline
You see they bitin’ like Tyson
VVS’ wasn’t given to me
And them skirts, I’m a give ’em to you
No confessions, you can book the suite
I might even let you book the villa
Call me up and let me get right
Chains swinging, this a pair of ice
Maintain, go to paradise
I’m a send for you, book the last flight

Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

Braless swag is complementary
Audemars is confidential
Credit card, expensive dinners
Fancy cruise and double M
Like you signed a Maybach deal
If you run across my BM, better not throw no bloodshed
Better not cut no fuss at them
Better look the other way, I know you fuckin’ him
You gotta let me have my way, that’s why I trust in you
Presidential suite, baby
You gon’ be there for me, yeah yeah
Your girlfriends always hatin’
You richer than them, that’s real facts
I keep you fly, that’s real facts
I get you high and a little upset
These niggas, they small talkin’
I bet they never cut a real check
Stay in the mall, flossin’
You ain’t never been laid on a bill yet
When I ain’t come with all these benefits
If you fuck a nigga who famous, you better

Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

From the club to the telly, on the floor
You better not wake them neighbors
You better not wake them neighbors, girl
Keep quiet ’cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet ’cause you gon’ start a riot

Booba – Garcimore (Autopsie 0 Album)

Tous les jours je taffe dur, tous les jours je galère
Tous les jours tu demandes combien y a d’zéros sur mon salaire
Tous les jours je taffe dur tous les jours je galère
Tous les jours tu demandes combien y a d’zéros sur mon salaire
Avant d’rentrer dans l’rap j’avais déjà plein d’ennemis
Tous ces pédés m’ont regardé à la Star Académy
J’suis hemi j’effleure le ciel, tu touches le RMI
J’fuck la vie, je vis la nuit, j’fais plus de bruit qu’un deux et demi
Tu m’a vu à la télé mais je n’suis pas ton ami
Tu ferais mieux de reculer si tu veux mon avis
À l’heure où je te parle j’suis peut-être à Miami
Accompagné d’un 90 D à bord d’ma Ferrari
J’peut finir au tarmi comme le célèbre chef Mamie
Sans dinde ni salami la la la chatte à ta mamie
Je viens de là où tu ne peux pas aller
Sur moi tu n’as aucun dossier tu n’peux pas parler
Je viens de Paris 92 capitale
Des dealeurs de came Hauts-de-Seine j’habite àl
Rafale de bastos dans les amidales
J’suis là pour la gagne ceci n’est pas un match amical
C’est un pour la monnaie, deux pour la monnaie,
Trois pour la monnaie, quatre pour la monnaie
Le rap est dead, MC tu fume trop d’herbe
T’as pas d’crédit sauf à la banque t’es qu’une grosse merde
Le son est lourd qui sont les loups
C’est nous 92i crew prédéstinés à rien du tout
L’illicite c’est mon dada comme pour les mecs à Guadada
972 HLM3 les mecs au heps à Guadada
J’te souhaite la mort sans aucun souci
Joue pas les gros bras j’suis Garcimore avec un uzi, abracadabra
Un faut mouv’ le mouv te croque Mazalaza pour s’amuser
Le boulbi vient de Tsunami s’y ressentent une onde de choc
Le son vient de la benz, le tien vient de la benne
Couleur ébéne plus le combat est dur plus la victoire est belle
Ne joue pas avec la rue tu risques d’en payer le prix
Combien sont mort ou handicapés, s’en sont jamais remis

Sean Leon – Hey Pretty Girl With The Dirty Mouth II (I Think You’ve Gone Mad (Or The Sins Of The Father) Album)

[Bridge 1]
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I wish I wasn’t high
I’ll call you when I’m sober
It’s the summer and I’m anxious
I wish I wasn’t high

[Hook]
Hey pretty girl with the dirty mouth
Pretty girl with the dirty mouth
You’ll be a man’s wife one day

[Bridge 2]
I heard it rains in Seattle
I wouldn’t know, I never left Toronto
I heard there’s plenty pretty women out in Paris
I wouldn’t know, cause I never left Toronto
And if it’s windy out in Chicago
I wouldn’t know, I’ve never left Toronto
And if there’s good times in Los Angeles
I wouldn’t know, I’ve never left Toronto

[Hook]
Pretty girl with the dirty mouth
You’ll be a man’s wife one day

[Bridge 1 ]
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I wish I wasn’t high
(I heard there’s plenty pretty women out in Paris)
I’ll call you when I’m sober
(Pretty girl with the dirty mouth)
It’s the summer and I’m anxious
I wish I wasn’t high
(You’ll be a man’s wife one day )

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a pimp, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats (twenty-four karats)
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am baby, here I am baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like