Friday 10 May 2024 05:06 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs post-malone
American rapper and singer "Post Malone" has released a brand-new song with “Morgan Wallen” titled "I Had Some Help". Penned by Post Malone, Ernest Smith, Hoskins, Louis Bell, Morgan Wallen, and Charlie Handsome, and the song "I Had Some Help" was produced by Charlie Handsome, Hoskins, and Louis Bell.
I Had Some Help Song Lyrics By Post Malone
You Got A Lot Of Nerve, Don’t You, Baby? I Only Hit The Curb ’cause You Made Me You’re Tellin’ All Your Friends That I’m Crazy Like I’m The Only One Why’d You Throw Them Stones If You Had A Wild Hair Of Your Own Or Two? Livin’ In Your Big Glass House With A View I Thought You Knew
I Had Some Help It Ain’t Like I Can Make This Kinda Mess All By Myself Don’t Act Like You Ain’t Help Me Pull That Bottle Off The Shelf Been Deep In Every Weekend If You Couldn’t Tell They Say, “Teamwork Makes The Dream Work” Hell, I Had Some Help (Help)
(Help)
You Thought I’d Take The Blame For Us A-crumblin’ Go ’round Like You Ain’t Guilty Of Somethin’ Already Lost The Game That You Been Runnin’ Guess It’s Catchin’ Up To You, Huh You Think That You’re So Innocent After All The Shit You Did I Ain’t An Angel, You Ain’t Heaven-sent Can’t Wash Our Hands Of This
I Had Some Help It Ain’t Like I Can Make This Kinda Mess All By Myself Don’t Act Like You Ain’t Help Me Pull That Bottle Off The Shelf Been Deep In Every Weekend If You Couldn’t Tell They Say, “Teamwork Makes The Dream Work” Hell, I Had Some Help (Help)
(Help) (Help) (Help)
It Takes Two To Break A Heart In Two, Ooh Baby, You Blame Me And, Baby, I Blame You Aw, If That Ain’t The Truth (Oh)
I Had Some Help It Ain’t Like I Can Make This Kinda Mess All By Myself Don’t Act Like You Ain’t Help Me Pull That Bottle Off The Shelf Been Deep In Every Weekend If You Couldn’t Tell They Say, “Teamwork Makes The Dream Work” Hell, I Had Some Help (Help)
Friday 10 May 2024 05:26 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs megan-thee-stallion
American rapper and lyricist "Megan Thee Stallion" has released a brand-new song titled "BOA". Penned by Megan Thee Stallion, and the song "BOA" was produced by LilJuMadeDaBeat, Derrick Milano, and Shawn "Source" Jarrett.
BOA Song Lyrics By Megan Thee Stallion
(And If The Beat Live, You Know Lil Ju Made It)
Ayy, I Be Showin’ My A*s, They Mad, Huh? B!tches Is Bitter, They Thought It Was Sweet (Sweet) All Of A Sudden They Vegan, They Don’t Want Beef Talkin’ Outta Veeners, I’m Knockin’ Out Teeth (Baow, Baow, Baow, Baow) I Pop Shit, They Went Pop (Yeah) They Bought Birkins, I Bought Stock (I Bought Stock) They Still On The Boat, I’m On A Yacht (Ah) They’re Takin’ Shots, I’m Takin’ Spots (Ah, Ah) I See The Shade, Then They Get Blocked They See The Chain, Then They Went Blind, Yeah I Know I’m Different, I’m One Of A Kind I Took Off On B!tches And Left ’em Behind How Do You Hate Me If I’m On Your Mind? Sendin’ Me Messages And Valentines B!tches Is Messy But I’m Petty Don’t Gotta Edit, Check The Getty I Keep It Real, I Keep It S*xy Callin’ For Backup Before They Address Me Ho*s Do All Of That Typin’ (Typin’) But Never Once Did I Get Pressed (Never Once Did I Get Pressed) It’s Obvious B!tches Obsessed (Obsessed) If It’s Fu*k Me Then We Havin’ S*x (Ah)
If I Pop Back Then They Go, Uh-oh B!tch, Your Time Up (Ah)
These B!tches Only Hot On (Yeah) B!tches Doin’ All That Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp (Yeah, Yeah) B!tch, Your Time Up, Why Is You Not Clockin’ Out? Doin’ Shit For Tiktok (Yeah) B!tch, I’m Really Hip-Hop (Ah, Ah) They All Know My Shit Hot, Ain’t Listen When Your Shit Drop All My Diamonds Dancin’, I Ain’t Need To Make No Tiktok (Baow) B!tch, Your Time Up (Haha, Yeah, Ayy)
Yeah, Hair Long, Money Long (Money Long), Countin’ Up For Hours (Countin’ Up For Hours) I Don’t Want No Minute Man, Fu*k Me For Some Hours (Yeah, Yeah, Ayy) Chains Wet, I’m In Love With Money Showers (Hours) Ayy, Doo, Doo, Doo, I Love The Sound Of Money Counters, Ah Boy, I’m A Player, Not A Savior Niggas And Purses I Got Every Flavor (Got Every Flavor) Take A Picture I Pose For The Haters Showin’ My A*s Like Adult Entertainers (Yeah) From The Back He Can Tell I’m From Texas (Baow) Yellow Diamonds In My Necklace (In My Necklace) Just Crossed Another Opp Off The Checklist Spankin’ These Rap B!tches, Yeah, That’s My Fetish He Do What I Tell Him (What I Tell Him), I Do What I Wanna Do (Wanna Do) All That Fu*kin’ Talkin’ But Let’s See Who Really Make A Move (Make A Move) Post A Picture, B!tches Call Me ‘mother,’ Now Who’s Sonning Who?
B!tch, Your Time Up
These B!tches Only Hot On (Yeah) B!tches Doin’ All That Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp, Womp (Yeah, Yeah) B!tch, Your Time Up, Why Is You Not Clockin’ Out? Doin’ Shit For Tiktok (Yeah), B!tch, I’m Really Hip-Hop (Ah, Ah) They All Know My Shit Hot, Ain’t Listen When Your Shit Drop All My Diamonds Dancin’, I Ain’t Need To Make No Tiktok (Baow) B!tch, Your Time Up (Yeah, Yeah)
Friday 10 May 2024 05:37 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper, singer, and songwriter "Gunna" has released a brand-new song titled "hakuna matata". Penned by Adam Fritzler, Amman Moosa Nurani, Kenneth Redfield, Jr, Luc Oskar Purcell Randmaa, and Sergio Kitchens, and the song "hakuna matata" was produced by EvrgrnFritz!, Kenny Stuntin, and Don Oskar.
hakuna matata Song Lyrics By Gunna
Please check back once the song has been released.
Song Credits:
Song Name:
hakuna matata
Artists:
Gunna
Lead Vocals:
Gunna
Written By:
Adam Fritzler, Amman Moosa Nurani, Kenneth Redfield, Jr, Luc Oskar Purcell Randmaa & Sergio Kitchens
Friday 10 May 2024 05:53 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper "Tee Grizzley" has released a brand-new song with “Future” titled "Swear to God". Penned by Tee Grizzley, Future, and Wheezy, and the song "Swear to God" was produced by Wheezy.
Swear to God Song Lyrics By Tee Grizzley
(Wheezy Outta Here) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Pluto I Swear To God Yeah
Fu*k Your Album, Shit Ain’t Slappin’ Like My Mixtape (Fu*k Your Album) I’m Gettin’ Saudi Arabia Money, Servin’ Oil-based (What’s Happenin’?) Rob A Rapper And Say My Name, Get His Chain Back (Pluto) My B!tch Cheat On Me, I Find Out, Get Her Chain Snatched (Woo) Thousand Grams On A Cuban, Bought A Few Blocks (G7, One Hundred) Hustler Of The Century, Ordered Up A Few Drops (G7) Park A Ferrari In The Trenches, Feel Like 2Pac (Let’s Get It, Grr) Bought A Patek For My B!tch, She Signed To Death Row (Let’s Get It, Suge)
My B!tch Ain’t Gon’ Cheat Unless It’s With A B!tch We Brought Back Home I Ain’t Talkin’ Clothes With Crosses, We All Pop Out Rockin’ Chrome This Money Shit Get Blown, These B!tches, Get Flown And Sent Back Home Drink ’bout This In Level Two Macon, We Fu*kin’ It Up In Rome All This Shit I Seen, Got Too Much Trauma, I Need Therapy Glock 10 In My Pair Of Thieves, These Tennis Chains A Carat Each My Lil’ B!tch, She Barely Speak, Just Suck D!ck, Can Barely Breathe Swear To God, I Barely Beg, But, Nigga, Get Off My D!ck Please (B!tch) We Move Like The Mob (We On That) That Pressure Get Applied (At All Times) Niggas Play, He Dyin’ (What Else?) I Swear To God (On Me) My’eisha, She Fine (That’s Wifey) Guess What Else, She Mine (Come On) Two-fifty On The Watch (What Else?) I Ain’t Never On Time (Never) Street Nigga From The Trenches, Swear To God, I Made Millions (I Did) I Went And Made That, Niggas Gave You That, B!tch Nigga, It’s A Difference (Be Cool) Niggas Losin’, We Winnin’, Want Smoke ’cause They In They Feelings (Fu*k ’em) One Call, I Send ’em, Swear To God, Same Night They Spinnin’ (Boom)
Fu*k Your Album, Shit Ain’t Slappin’ Like My Mixtape (Fu*k Your Album) I’m Gettin’ Saudi Arabia Money, Servin’ Oil-based (What’s Happenin’?) Rob A Rapper And Say My Name, Get His Chain Back (Pluto) My B!tch Cheat On Me, I Find Out, Get Her Chain Snatched (Woo) Thousand Grams On A Cuban, Bought A Few Blocks (One Hundred) Hustler Of The Century, Ordered Up A Few Drops Park A Ferrari In The Trenches, Feel Like 2Pac (Grr) Bought A Patek For My B!tch, She Signed To Death Row (Suge)
My B!tch Cheat On Me, I Swear, I Might Just Get Her Robbed Niggas Like Us, Fu*k With Us, Zone 6 The Mob (Woo) Get You Cross-eyed In Them Trenches, Nigga, I’m A God (Swear To God) You Ain’t Steppin’ Like My Lil’ Nigga, I Swear To God (Swear To God) Kriss Vec’s, Thirty-five Shots, Swear To God (Swear) Doggin’ Ho*s Like I’m Michael, Nigga, I Swear To God (Michael Vick) Billie Jean, Diamonds Dancin’ On Me, Swear To God (Swear) Fettuccine On You, They Tearin’ You Up, Swear To God (Swear To God) Got A Team Full Of Shooters, Nigga, I Swear To God (God) Ain’t Gon’ Calm These Niggas Down, Man, I Swear To God (Swear To God, Woo) I Can’t Turn Down For Nothin’, Nigga, I Swear To God (Turn Up) I’ma Make A Billion Off Finessin’, Nigga, I Swear To God (God)
Fu*k Your Album, Shit Ain’t Slappin’ Like My Mixtape (Fu*k Your Album) I’m Gettin’ Saudi Arabia Money, Servin’ Oil-based (What’s Happenin’?) Rob A Rapper And Say My Name, Get His Chain Back (Pluto) My B!tch Cheat On Me, I Find Out, Get Her Chain Snatched (Woo) Thousand Grams On A Cuban, Bought A Few Blocks (One Hundred) Hustler Of The Century, Ordered Up A Few Drops Park A Ferrari In The Trenches, Feel Like 2Pac (Grr) Bought A Patek For My B!tch, She Signed To Death Row (Suge)
Friday 10 May 2024 06:07 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Florida based rapper "Zzz" has released a brand-new song with “Nocap titled "When U Wrong". Penned by Zzz and NoCap, and the song "When U Wrong" was produced by ProdLau, Flynn Lennan, Haan, and Dyce.
When U Wrong Song Lyrics By Zzz
Mm-ah Mm-ah, Ah-ah
I Love You, But I Love You More When You Gone And I Trust You, But I Trust You More When You Gone You Righteous, But Girl, I Love It When You Wrong I Love You, But Love You More When You Gone And I Trust You, But I Trust You More When You Gone You Righteous, But Girl, I Love It When You Wrong, Love It When You Wrong
Question Things While I’m Sittin’ Behind This Microphone I Planted Seeds, Wait And See How My Life Could Grow It Seems Like Before I Go To Sleep My Problems Creep Below But I Take A Stab, Swing The Knife And Let My Demons Go
Alright, It’s Hard To See My Pops When He Never Pick Up The Phone I’m Waitin’ For This Shit To Pop Retire Pops And Get That Boy A Home Momma, I’m Overcautious, She Worried While I’m On My Own Probably ’cause My Mom And Pops Couldn’t Get It Right
Imprisoned Hearts, You Fell Apart, Now You’re 25 I Told Vanessa, “If There’s Problems, We Should Work Them Through” Worried How She Gon’ Be Similar This Time, Oh From Bein’ Somethin’ That Wasn’t Everything In Our Life Just Sittin’ In Our Bed And Slowly Cuttin’ Off The Lights Told Me Tell You Once, But It’s Only Heard When I Say It Twice Mm, So I’m Gon’ Say It Twice
I Love You, But I Love You More When You Gone And I Trust You, But I Trust You More When You Gone You Righteous, But Girl, I Love It When You Wrong I Love You, But Love You More When You Gone And I Trust You, But I Trust You More When You Gone You Righteous, But Girl, I Love It When You Wrong, Love It When You Wrong
Fix Your Attitude When I Beat It I’m Tryna Make Your Hard Times Easy I’m Way To [?] I Usually Don’t [?] But I Promise I Wanna Tell The World You Mine
I Love You, But I Love You More When You Gone And I Trust You, But I Trust You More When You Gone You Righteous, But Girl, I Love It When You Wrong I Love You, But Love You More When You Gone And I Trust You, But I Trust You More When You Gone You Righteous, But Girl, I Love It When You Wrong, Love It When You Wrong
Friday 10 May 2024 06:31 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper from Memphis, Tennessee "NLE Choppa" has released a brand-new song titled "Stickin And Movin". Penned by Alecia Harrison, Bryson Potts, Ishmael Montague, Kevin Gomringer, Simon Gaudes, and Tim Gomringer, and the song "Stickin And Movin" was produced by CuBeatz and ISM.
Stickin And Movin Song Lyrics By NLE Choppa
Fu*k When I Sleep Fu*k When I Eat, Bon Appétit Fu*k On A Freak, Fu*k On A Beat Fu*k On A B!tch, Fu*kin’ Her Deep, Fu*kin’ Her Peach Fu*k Over The Streets, Fu*k Over Police I’m Fu*kin’ In Heaven When I Rest In Peace
I’ma Stick And Move (Move) Come Through With A Plus Two (Two) Mama Say I Only Need One (Need One) But I Get One Then Want A Few (A Few) I’ma Stick And Move (Move) Swing To The Left With The Tool (The Tool) Left Hand Say, “Don’t Shoot” (Don’t Shoot) But The Right Hand The One With The Ruger (Brrt-brrt-brrt) I’m Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Know This Shit Get Sticky (Huh) Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Always Keep One With Me (Yeah) I’m Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Know This Shit Get Sticky (Shit Get Sticky, Yeah) Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Always Keep Me A Blicky
It’s A Good Day For A Bad B!tch (Bad B!tch) Smoke Broccoli, Countin’ Cabbage (Cabbage) I Got Some Good Habits I Fu*k On Versace Fabric, Uh Unphased, Blunt To The Face Run In Front Of Bullshit, I’m First Place You Can Read Up About Me Fu*k Around And Find Out, Don’t Try Me She Good Taste, Put It On Her Face She Gon’ Eat It Up Like A Dinner Date One Thing For Sure About It, Ain’t Nothin’ That’s Shy About Her Don’t Tease Me Freak Me, Freak Me, Freak Me, Freak Me Nice And Easy, Peasy, Pu*sy Pleasin’
Fu*k When I Sleep Fu*k When I Eat, Bon Appétit Fu*k On A Freak, Fu*k On A Beat Fu*k On A B!tch, Fu*kin’ Her Deep, Fu*kin’ Her Peach Fu*k Over The Streets, Fu*k Over Police I’m Fu*kin’ In Heaven When I Rest In Peace Hmm? I Said, I’mFu*kin’ In Heaven When I Rest In Peace
I’ma Stick And Move (Let’s Go) Come Through With A Plus Two (Plus Two) Mama Say I Only Need One (Need One) But I Get One Then Want A Few (A Few) I’ma Stick (Stick) And Move (Move) Swing To The Left With My Tool (Brrt-brrt-brrt) Left Hand Say, “Don’t Shoot” (Brrt-brrt-brrt) But The Right Hand The One With The Ruger (Brrt-brrt-brrt) I’m Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Know This Shit Get Wicked (Huh) Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Always Keep One With Me (Yeah) I’m Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Know This Shit Get Sticky (Shit Get Sticky, Yeah) Stickin’ And Movin’, I’m Stickin’ And Movin’ I Always Keep Me A Blicky
Fu*k When I Sleep Fu*k When I Eat, Bon Appétit Fu*k On A Freak, Fu*k On A Beat Fu*k On A B!tch, Fu*kin’ Her Deep, Fu*kin’ Her Peach Fu*k Over The Streets, Fu*k Over Police I’m Fu*kin’ In Heaven When I Rest In Peace I’ma Stick And Move
Guns Up, Fu*k Nigga, Lay Down (Grrt) We In Recess, Nigga, We Don’t Play ’round (Huh) Big Dog Shit, You A Pup Now Treat ’em Like A Toilet, We’ll Get A Nigga Flushed Down Stickin’ And Movin’ Fu*kin’ The Cooch And Then Throw Up The Deuce (Peace) Didn’t Have A Pot To Piss And Shit, Now The Toilet Seats Got Coolin’, Uh (Seats) Bad B!tches Wanna Fu*k Now, Yeah All Of ’em Get Buss Down, Yeah (Yeah, Yeah) Soon As I Bust My Round, Yeah Tell ’em, “The Uber Downstairs” I’m Stickin’ And Movin’, My Life Like A Movie I’m Tuckin’ The Toolie As Big As Lil Uzi (Grrt) Grippin’ Her Booty And Grabbin’ Her Coohie I’m Stabbin’ Her Uterus, Stickin’ And Movin’, Huh
Song Credits:
Song Name:
Stickin And Movin
Artists:
NLE Choppa
Lead Vocals:
NLE Choppa
Written By:
Alecia Harrison, Bryson Potts, Ishmael Montague, Kevin Gomringer, Simon Gaudes & Tim Gomringer
Friday 10 May 2024 06:46 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American hip hop group "Shoreline Mafia" has released a brand-new song titled "Heat Stick". Penned by Alejandro Carranza, Bruce L. Johnson, Diego Avendano, and Fenix Rypinski, and the song "Heat Stick" was produced by Bruce 24k and Diego Ave.
Heat Stick Song Lyrics By Shoreline Mafia
(Pull Some Of That Bass Out, Bruce) (D-Daygo)
I Got Thirty Bands On Me And The B!tch Up In A Headlock Deadstock Kicks And The B!tch Gon’ Make The Bed Rock Lead Hot, Nigga Trip On Me, I Bet His Head Pop He Looked Up, All He Seen Was A Red Dot Heat Stick, Hot Stick, Ridin’ With A Mop Stick Ain’t Goin’ Back And Forth, If It’s Somethin’, We On Our Opps Quick
Freak B!tch, Toxic, I Fu*ked And Then I Blocked It Nigga Tryna Run Up On Us Wrong, We Get To Knockin’
You Ain’t Choosin’ Then You Losin’, Baby, Get With Me I Keep Money Comin’ In And I Keep Blicky Get To Knockin’ On Them Niggas Like The Mailman I Failed Math Class But Ran It Up, I Got Hella Bands Now You See Me, Now You Don’t, B!tch, I’m John Cena But We Ain’t With That Wrestlin’, You Know, We Pop Demons
If We Ain’t Talkin’ ’bout Some Money, Then I’m Not Speakin’ Don’t Check Me, Check The B!tch, ’cause The Thot Creepin’ We Finna Get Up On They A*s, Nigga, Not Even Boogie Down Up On They Block, Now They Block Bleedin’ I Told Her, “Swallow, Don’t You Spit It,” She Got All Semen Her Ex-nigga Was A Nerd, I’m A Whole Creature Get A Choppa, Hold A Broom, That’s A Street Sweeper He Ain’t Really In That Water, He A Knee Deeper (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Know Lil’ Brodie Tryna Crash, He A Tweak-tweaker I Need Twenty Bands Cash, Ain’t No Free Features
As I Look At My Wrist, It’s About That Time But If I Look Too Long Then I Might Go Blind I Got Ten Bad B!tches Pullin’ Up At 9 Should We Fu*k At Fenix Crib, Or Should We Fu*k At Mine? We Gon’ Split ’em Down That Middle, You Get Five, I Get Five
Then We Switch ’em In A Little, I Get Yours, You Get Mine I Done Told You ’bout Your Bag, I Got Yours, You Got Mine Know We Keep Them Straps, You Got .40, I Got .9 Ayy, Light-skin, Dark-skin, Vanilla And Chocolate Slim Thick, Thick Slim, I Got All The Options Your Number One Pick Ain’t Even In My Top Ten B!tch In The Valley, Got A B!tch Off Of [?] Hop Out, Walk In, Get Paid, Clock In Open Their Mouth While I Put My Cock In I Ain’t Turnin’ Down Shit, I’m On Nonsense Grew Up On Western And I Was Born On Bronson
I Got Thirty Bands On Me And The B!tch Up In A Headlock Deadstock Kicks And The B!tch Gon’ Make The Bed Rock Lead Hot, Nigga Trip On Me, I Bet His Head Pop He Looked Up, All He Seen Was A Red Dot Heat Stick, Hot Stick, Ridin’ With A Mop Stick Ain’t Goin’ Back And Forth, If It’s Somethin’, We On Our Opps Quick
Freak B!tch, Toxic, I Fu*ked And Then I Blocked It Nigga Tryna Run Up On Us Wrong, We Get To Knockin’
Song Credits:
Song Name:
Heat Stick
Artists:
Shoreline Mafia
Lead Vocals:
Fenix Flexin, OHGEESY & Shoreline Mafia
Written By:
Alejandro Carranza, Bruce L. Johnson, Diego Avendano & Fenix Rypinski
Friday 10 May 2024 07:11 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper, singer, and songwriter "iann dior" has released a brand-new song titled "Edge of Tomorrow". Penned by iann dior, Kevin Gruft, Heather Sommer, and Michael Zender, and the song "Edge of Tomorrow" was produced by Kevin Gruft.
Edge of Tomorrow Song Lyrics By iann dior
I’m On The Edge Of Tomorrow And Every Day’s On Replay The Road Only God Knows I’ve Been So Stuck In My Ways I Run From The Truth Not Much Left To Lose The Edge Of Tomorrow I’m On The Edge Of Tomorrow
Feels Like The Days Are All Made Of Reruns Play Back The Memories When We Had Real Love Drive Through The Hills So We Saw Rock Bottom You Say I’m Garbage, You Say I’m Off It I Say, “I’m On It, Why You Keep Talking?” You Was My Ride, A Sidekick Like Robin Don’t Say I’m Cocky, Don’t Get Me Started No Need For Sorry
I’m On The Edge Of Tomorrow And Every Day’s On Replay The Road Only God Knows I’ve Been So Stuck In My Ways I Run From The Truth Not Much Left To Lose The Edge Of Tomorrow I’m On The Edge Of Tomorrow
My Nights Keep Running Through My Days Even Though I Smoke Crazy, I Never Get Lazy I Wish That We Could Leave This Place And Never Come Back, Wish You’d Hop In My Spaceship I Made The Same Mistakes, It Happens Every Time But I Would Do It All The Same If I Could Rewind I Fell For You Every Way But Now I’m On The Edge, Oh
I’m On The Edge Of Tomorrow And Every Day’s On Replay The Road Only God Knows I’ve Been So Stuck In My Ways I Run From The Truth Not Much Left To Lose The Edge Of Tomorrow I’m On The Edge Of Tomorrow
(Oh) The Edge Of Tomorrow (Oh) The Edge Of Tomorrow
Song Name:
Edge of Tomorrow
Artists:
iann dior
Lead Vocals:
iann dior
Written By:
iann dior, Kevin Gruft, Heather Sommer & Michael Zender
Friday 10 May 2024 07:23 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American singer and songwriter "Carly Pearce" has released a brand-new song titled "fault line". Penned by Carly Pearce, Jordan Reynolds, Nicolle Galyon, and Shane McAnally, and the song "fault line" was produced by Shane McAnally, Josh Osborne, and Carly Pearce.
fault line Song Lyrics By Carly Pearce
You Get Drunk, I Do Too We Got Bills Overdue You Blame Me, I Blame You Here We Go Again You Get Mad, You Go Fish I Get Mad, Break A Dish I Turn Into The B!tch That You Say I Am
We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line Right Down The Middle Of This House Between The Whiskey And The Red Wine It’s Like We’re Standin’ On Shaky Ground It Always Hits About Midnight Should Probably Go And Find A “For Sale” Sign ’cause We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line And The Fault Is Always Mine
I Just Look At You Wrong You Say I’m Just Like My Mom Point Your Finger And It’s On And Now Your Clothes Are All Over The Lawn
We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line Right Down The Middle Of This House Between The Whiskey And The Red Wine It’s Like We’re Standin’ On Shaky Ground It Always Hits About Midnight Should Probably Go And Find A “For Sale” Sign ’cause We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line And The Fault Is Always Mine
Shakin’ All The Fixtures Breakin’ All The Pictures A Ten On The Richter Scale The Room Starts To Rattle We’re Goin’ Into Battle We Know This All Too Well
We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line Right Down The Middle Of This House Between The Whiskey And The Red Wine It’s Like We’re Standin’ On Shaky Ground It Always Hits About Midnight Should Probably Go And Find A “For Sale” Sign ’cause We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line And The Fault Is Always Mine Yeah, We’re Livin’ On A Fault Line And The Fault Is Always Mine
Song Name:
fault line
Album:
hummingbird
Lead Vocals:
Carly Pearce
Written By:
Carly Pearce, Jordan Reynolds, Nicolle Galyon & Shane McAnally
