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Lola Young may be “Messy,” but she’s been climbing the chart with her breakthrough, viral single.
“Messy” hit No. 1 on the U.K. Singles Chart, dethroning Gracie Abrams’ “That’s So True.” The track also peaked at No. 14 on the Billboard Hot 100.
“What I’m realizing about myself as an artist is that I’m not about the glitz and the glam — I don’t scream ‘Hollywood’,” the rising star previously told Billboard of her musical journey. “For a long time, I wanted to represent this ideal of Westernized beauty – but then I realized I’m not that. I now choose to give realness and truth. I’ve got a bit of a belly out, I f–cking swear a bunch and I have fun. And that’s what people are resonating with.”
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Below, find the lyrics to Lola Young’s “Messy.”
You know I’m impatientSo why would you leave me waiting outside the stationWhen it was like minus four degrees? And II get what you’re sayin’I just really don’t wanna hear it right nowCan you shut up for like once in your life?Listen to me, I took your nice words of adviceAbout how you think I’m gonna die, lucky if I turn thirty-threeOkay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimneyI’m not skinny and I pull a Britney every other weekBut cut me some slack, who do you want me to be?
‘Cause I’m too messy, and then I’m too f—ing cleanYou told me, “Get a job”, then you ask where the hell I’ve beenAnd I’m too perfect ’til I open my big mouthI want to be me, is that not allowed?And I’m too clever and then I’m too f—ing dumbYou hate it when I cry unless it’s that time of the monthAnd I’m too perfect ’til I show you that I’m notA thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lotYou hate, you hate
It’s taking you agesYou still don’t get the hint I’m not asking for pagesBut one text or two would be nice andPlease, don’t pull those facesWhen I’ve been out working my a– off all dayIt’s just one bottle of wine or two, but, heyYou can’t even talk, you smoke weed just to help you sleepThen why you out getting stoned at four o’clockAnd then you come home to me?And don’t say hello ’cause I got high againAnd forgot to fold my clothes
‘Cause I’m too messy, and then I’m too f—ing cleanYou told me, “Get a job”, then you ask where the hell I’ve beenAnd I’m too perfect ’til I open my big mouthI want to be me, is that not allowed?And I’m too clever and then I’m too f—ing dumbYou hate it when I cry unless it’s that time of the monthAnd I’m too perfect ’til I show you that I’m notA thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lot
Oh, and I’m too messy, and then I’m too f—ing cleanYou told me, “Get a job”, then you ask where the hell I’ve beenAnd I’m too perfect ’til I open my big mouthI want to be me, is that not allowed?And I’m too clever and then I’m too f—ing dumbYou hate it when I cry unless it’s that time of the monthAnd I’m too perfect ’til I show you that I’m notA thousand people I could be for you when you hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ing lotYou hate the f—ng lot
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WRITERSLola Young, Conor Dickinson
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Tate McRae went viral on social media with yet another single, this time the whisper-filled “Sports Car.”
The song is featured on her recently released album, So Close to What, and peaked at No. 21 on the Billboard Hot 100 songs chart.
Below, find the lyrics to Tate McRae’s “Sports Car.”
(Illegal)(Illegal)
Hey, cute jeans (jeans)Take mine off me (me)Oh, golly gee (gee)I can’t take no more, I’m goin’ weak in my kneesWhere’d you put those keys?We can share one seat (seat)We can share one seat
In the alley, in the backIn the center of this roomWith the windows rolled downBoy, don’t make me chooseIn the alley, in the backIn the center of this roomWith the windows rolled downBoy, don’t make me choose
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I think you know what this isI think you wanna uhNo, you ain’t got no Mrs.I’ll bet you got a sports carWe can uh-uh in itWhile you drive it real farYeah, you know what this isYeah, you know what this is
Pretty blue streetlights (lights)And my hazel eyes (eyes)And if it feels right (right)We could go again like three, four timesSo my type (type)Got butterfliesSo good it hurts (hurts)Thinkin’ ’bout what we did before this verse
On the corner of my bedOh, and maybe on the beachYou could do it on your ownWhile you’re lookin’ at me
I think you know what this isI think you wanna uh (think you)No, you ain’t got no Mrs.I’ll bet you got a sports carWe can uh-uh in it (we can uh)While you drive it real farYeah, you know what this isYeah, you know what this isI think you know what this is (oh)I think you wanna uh (you wanna)No, you ain’t got no Mrs.I’ll bet you got a sports carWe can uh-uh in it (uh-uh, uh-uh, mm)While you drive it real farYeah, you know what this isYeah, you know what this is
Oh my guyYou don’t wanna waste my time (my time)Let’s go ride (let’s go)Let’s go ride (come on)Oh my guyYou don’t wanna waste my time (no)Let’s go rideLet’s go ride
I think you wanna, wanna (oh)Bet you got a sports car (oh)While you drive it real far(Ah) yeah, you know what this is
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WRITERSRyan Tedder, Julia Michaels, Grant Joseph Boutin, Tate McRae
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GELO was already climbing the charts with his breakthrough hit, “Tweaker,” but the song got even more of a boost thanks to a remix from none other than Lil Wayne.
That’s like hooping with [Michael] Jordan,” GELO told Billboard of working with Weezy. “He back on that Dedication type of sound. That boy was flowing.”
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Below, find the lyrics to GELO’s “Tweaker” remix with Lil Wayne.
(Glizock, pop your shit, boy)Watch over your shoulder, niggaShit get real out here, foolAh(KUNICA on the beat)
I might swerve, bend that corner, woahBitch, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this bitch, start lettin’ shit goAnd I heard that she wanna showMe who she be, I’m kinda fuckin’ with it, show me some moreBitch, we tatted head to toe, could give a fuck, the story wroteYou wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that goLike the money in my pockets, blowThey havin’ convos about me, these pussy niggas don’t know
Tell me what they talkin’ ’bout, I ain’t fuckin’ listenin’Let your thoughts run your mouth, but ain’t touchin’ dividendsNigga, I ain’t from the South, but kick it with my Memphis twinNigga, I can’t take a loss, I’m always goin’ for the win (for the win)I been geeked up in this booth, I got my blunt packed for the starterNigga, don’t be here actin’ new, they’ll put some holes all through your bodyI’m like “Oh, them hoes is cool, let ’em in if that shit water” (water)See a nigga actin’ bothered, got my green light to red dot ’em (red dot, red dot)If you spot me, ho, I’m sorry, I can’t take you, it get gnarly (get gnarly)Look like your nigga want smoke, well, we gon’ do this shit regardless (regardless)And I started from the bottom, just like you, but I was harder (way harder)I came up a fuckin’ soldier, nigga, shout out to my father (shout out my father)
Ah-ahHe made sure I’ll make it fartherAh-ah (ah-ah-ah-ah)My trust in God, Glocks, and dollars
I might swerve, bend that corner, woahBitch, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this bitch, start lettin’ shit goAnd I heard that she wanna showMe who she be, I’m kinda fuckin’ with it, show me some moreBitch, we tatted head to toe, could give a fuck, the story wroteYou wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that goLike the money in my pockets, blowThey havin’ convos about me, these pussy niggas don’t know
Wah, remix, babyI cross yo’ ass up like Jesus, babyYou know I reheat this, baby, then eat this, babyAnd I laced this bitch like Victoria Secrets, babyThis for the tweakers, baby, you see this, babyWheezy F., and the F is for features, babyI went from the bleachers, baby, to beaches, babyTo each his own, gotta own, I can’t lease it, babyI’m beastin’, baby, I feast like I’m obese and lazyAnd if they sleepin’ on a G.O.A.T., they countin’ sheep then, babyWeaklings, baby, they comin’ with that weak shit, babyYou know I cook a rapper ass like I eat shit, baby, hold upI’ma use your blood to paint the wall, dogI could make the art of war look like a Andy WarholMoney all out the pocket like Lamar, dogSonnin’ these niggas like LaVar Ball, Mula
I might swerve, bend that corner, woahBitch, hold on tight ’cause I’ll tweak in this bitch, start lettin’ shit goAnd I heard that she wanna showMe who she be, I’m kinda fuckin’ with it, show me some moreBitch, we tatted head to toe, could give a fuck, the story wroteYou wanna tweak? Get up with me and I’ma show you how that goLike the money in my pockets, blow, blowThey havin’ convos about me, these pussy niggas don’t know
Mula, babyYeah, stuntin’ like my daddyAll my sons killers, this is target practice, nigga, baowStuntin’ like my daddyBall ’til I fall, ball like the family, hold upAll my sons shootersBitch, this Young Mula, hold upAll my sons shootersBitch, this Young Mula, hold upStuntin’ like my daddy, stuntin’ like my daddyBall ’til I fall, ball like the family
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Doechii is continuing her breakthrough year with the virality of “Denial Is a River,” which appeared on her Grammy-winning album, Alligator Bites Never Heal.
The superstar delivered the hit as well as “Catfish” at the Feb. 2 Grammys ceremony in Los Angeles, where the song won best rap album. Doechii became only the third woman artist to ever take home the prestigious honor.
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Hey, I thought it was all overWhat’s up, Doechii?Hey, girlYou know, it’s been a lil’ minute since you and I have had a chat?Has it really?Probably since, like, your last EP, Oh The Places You’ll GoOh, wow, it’s been a minute, yeah?I’ve been gettin’ some calls, people are a little bit worried about youNot worried, okayAnd I know that was kinda that outlet for you, soYou wereWhy don’t you just tell me what’s been goin’ on?Okay
Remember old dude from 2019?Nice clean nigga, did me dirtier than laundry (than laundry)Took a scroll through his IGJust to get a DM from his wifey? (What the fuck?)I was so confused, what should Doechii do?She didn’t know about me and I didn’t know ’bout SueI opened up the messages then had to hit the zoomTurns out the girl was really a dude? (Goddamn)Nigga think he slicked back ’til I slipped backGot my lick back, turned a nigga to a knick-knack (to a knick-knack)I moved on, dropped a couple of songsAnd then I went and got signed, that was 2021
Okay, I just feel like this is the perfect opportunityFor us to just take a second and kind of unpack what’s happened to youYou know, this guy cheated on you and-Mm, nah, (oh) fuck it
Platinum record this, viral record thatI’m makin’ so much money, I’m all over the ‘netI’m movin’ so fast, no time to processAnd no, I’m not in a gang, but I’m always on setWrist watch, drip drop, label want the TikToksNow I’m makin’ TikTok music, what the fuck?I need a cleanse, need a detoxBut we ain’t got time to stop, the charts needs us (and they do)Fast forward me, 2023I’m stackin’ lots of cheese and makin’ moneyMy grass is really green and
Honestly, I can’t even fucking cap no moreThis is a really dark time for meI’m goin’ through a lotBy a lot, you mean drugs?Um, I wouldn’t-Drugs?No, it’s a- (no?) it’s a natural plantNo, I’m not judgingI’m not an addictI’m just sayingI don’t think-You wanna talk about it?Uh
I mean, fuck, I like pills, I like drugsI like gettin’ moneyI like strippers, I like to fuckI like day drinkin’ and day parties in HollywoodI like doin’ Hollywood shit, snort it, probably wouldWhat can I say? The shit works, it feels goodAnd my self-worth’s at an all time lowAnd just when it couldn’t get worseMy ex crashed my place and destroyed all I ownedWhoopsie, made a oopsieOne hunnid thousand dollar “oops” made me loopyI ain’t a killer, but don’t push meDon’t wanna have to turn a nigga guts into soup beans
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoaRurrOkay, Doechii, we don’t wanna revert back into (sorry) our old waysOkaySo, we’re gonna try a breathing exercise, okay?Alright, wordWhen I breathe, (okay) you breatheAlright? Let’s goUh, uh, uhUh, uh, ahUh, uh, uh, ahUh, uh, uh, uh, ahUh, uh, uh, uh, ahWoo-sah
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Lady Gaga continued the roll-out of her eighth studio album Mayhem with “Abracadabra,” as well as its cinematic, dance-focused music video.
The song — which was debuted during the 2025 Grammy Awards — hit No. 13 on the Billboard Hot 100 songs chart.
Below, find the lyrics to Lady Gaga’s “Abracadabra.”
Abracadabra, abracadabraAbracadabra, abracadabra
Pay the toll to the angelsDrawin’ circles in the cloudsKeep your mind on the distanceWhen the devil turns around
Hold me in your heart tonightIn the magic of the dark moonlightSave me from this empty fightIn the game of life
Like a poem said by a lady in redYou hear the last few words of your lifeWith a haunting dance, now you’re both in a tranceIt’s time to cast your spell on the night
“Abracadabra, amor-ooh-na-naAbracadabra, morta-ooh-ga-gaAbracadabra, abra-ooh-na-na”In her tongue she said, “Death or love tonight”
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Abracadabra, abracadabraAbracadabra, abracadabraFeel the beat under your feet, the floor’s on fireAbracadabra, abracadabra
Choose the road on the west sideAs the dust flies, watch it burnDon’t waste time on a feelin’Use your passion, no return
Hold me in your heart tonightIn the magic of the dark moonlightSave me from this empty fightIn the game of life
Like a poem said by a lady in redYou hear the last few words of your lifeWith a haunting dance, now you’re both in a tranceIt’s time to cast your spell on the night
“Abracadabra, amor-ooh-na-naAbracadabra, morta-ooh-ga-gaAbracadabra, abra-ooh-na-na”In her tongue she said, “Death or love tonight”
Abracadabra, abracadabraAbracadabra, abracadabraFeel the beat under your feet, the floor’s on fireAbracadabra, abracadabra
Phantom of the dance floor, come to meSing for me a sinful melodyAh, ah, ahAh, ah, ah
“Abracadabra, amor-ooh-na-naAbracadabra, morta-ooh-ga-gaAbracadabra, abra-ooh-na-na”In her tongue she said, “Death or love tonight”
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WRITERSHenry Walter, Andrew Wotman, Susan Ballion, Stefani Germanotta, John McGeoch, Peter Clarke, Steven BaileyPUBLISHERSLyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
SZA and Kendrick Lamar are the ultimate musical duo, notching yet another hit collaboration with “30 for 30.”
The track arrived with the release of SZA’s SOS deluxe (dubbed SOS Deluxe: Lana on digital and streaming platforms) on Dec. 20. The song debuted atop Billboard’s Hot R&B Songs chart, marking SZA’s seventh leader on the tally.
Below, find the lyrics to SZA and Kendrick Lamar’s “30 for 30.”
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I used to think about immature thingsYou know, likeDo you love me? Do you want me?Are you gon’ call me like you said you would?Is this really your real phone number?
Some of y’all gon’ get washed (washed)Some of y’all just gon’ pop shitSome of y’all just gon’ talk (talk)But none of y’all ain’t really got shitSome of y’all just look lostI get this type of feeling you ain’t accustomed toI swear I’d be at peace if it weren’t for you (yeah, yeah)Only want your love if it’s solidBut if it’s fuck me, then fuck you (huh)And that’s the way I like itThat’s the way I like itAnd that’s the way I like itAin’t huggin’ or smilin’ for none of these bitchesThat’s the way I like itI’m wipin’ ’em down in front of they niggaThat’s the way I like itI’m thirty for thirty, I’m thirty for thirtyI’m thirty for thirty, I’m thirty for thirty, I’m-
ChatShould I fold that bitch, no yoga mat?ChatShould I dead that nigga? Don’t hit me backChatShould’ve ran down on you, no questions askedChat, chat, they chattin’, they chat
When the sun go down, everything make me feel lonely, yeahHad a lil’ side thing, but right now, he’s just the homieTryna feel good inside, he never wanna hold mePipe me up, you get me hyped, you my favorite coach, come press the lineFucking stress off, that’s my only viceI take it off when he tell me if I’m feelin’ fineI run it up, risk it all like I’m rolling diceTakin’ it all, it’s my second lifeThat’s me (that’s me)Passed out in a nigga backseat (backseat)Crashed out on a black-sand beach (uh)Already know my bodyAlready know that’s meBitch shit, then you might get minkedMink, mink, minkOnly want the love if it’s solid
Some of y’all gon’ get washed (washed)Some of y’all just gon’ pop shitSome of y’all just gon’ talk (talk)But none of y’all ain’t really got shitSome of y’all just look lostI get this type of feeling you ain’t accustomed toI swear I’d be at peace if it weren’t for you (yeah, yeah)Only want your love if it’s solidBut if it’s fuck me, then fuck you (huh)And that’s the way I like it
Everything been otay (otay)They salute me so damn much, every time I show up, nigga about-faceEverything no cut, I fuck y’all up, I’m really gon’ trip ’bout bae (mm-mm)Blow the ’87 guts, why they waitin’ on us? Tell ’em I was on PCHYou fuckin’ with niggas that’s thinkin’ they cuter than you, ohSay you on your cycle, but he on his period too, ohThe tables been turnin’ so much, I was thinkin’ it’s foosballThe tenderness of ’em, mistakin’ ’em for some wagyu, ohWalk, talk, like Kenny, like bossLike Solana, I promise, more buzz, it’s a waspIt’s a crater or a spaceship, shut the fuck up, get lostNo favors, I’ll wager whatever you worth, I ballSomethin’ about a conservative, regular girl that still can beat a bitch assThorough as fuck, don’t need your bitch assPsychic as fuck, can read your bitch assZodiac sign, it must be a Gemini moon ’cause, shit, we about to go halfMistakenly, nobody been in they bag, but how many bodies done been in her bed?
Some of y’all gon’ get washed (washed)Some of y’all just gon’ pop shitSome of y’all just gon’ talk (talk)But none of y’all ain’t really got shitSome of y’all just look lost (yeah)I get this type of feeling you ain’t accustomed toI swear I’d be at peace if it weren’t for you (yeah, yeah)Only want your love if it’s solidBut if it’s fuck me, then fuck you (huh)And that’s the way I like itThat’s the way I like itThat’s the way I like itAin’t huggin’ or smilin’ for none of these bitchesThat’s the way I like itI’m wipin’ ’em down in front of they niggaThat’s the way I like itI’m thirty for thirty, I’m thirty for thirtyI’m thirty for thirty, I’m thirty for thirty, I’m-
ChatShould I fold that bitch, no yoga mat?ChatShould I dead that nigga, no strings attached?ChatShould’ve ran down on you, no questions askedChat, they chattin’, they chattin’, they chat
ChatDo I let him bump his gums or get him whacked?ChatDo I take his head off and wear it for fashion?ChatDo I do my stuff and take it to the max?Chat, they chattin’, they chattin’, they chat
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WRITERSSolana Imani Rowe, Anthony Jermaine White, Kendrick Lamar DuckworthPUBLISHERSLyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Chappell Roan is still dancing at the “Pink Pony Club!”
The superstar performed the anthemic hit at the 2025 Grammy Awards, just before taking home the best new artist award.
Following the performance, in February 2025, nearly two years after its release, “Pink Pony Club” hit the top 10 on the Hot 100, jumping from No. 18 to No. 9 and becoming Roan’s second career top 10 hit, and first from Midwest Princess.
Below, find the full lyrics of Chappell Roan’s “Pink Pony Club.”
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I know you wanted me to stayBut I can’t ignore the crazy visions of me in LAAnd I heard that there’s a special placeWhere boys and girls can all be queens every single day
I’m having wicked dreams of leaving TennesseeHear Santa Monica, I swear it’s calling meWon’t make my mama proud, it’s gonna cause a sceneShe sees her baby girl, I know she’s gonna scream
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God, what have you done?You’re a pink pony girlAnd you dance at the clubOh mama, I’m just having funOn the stage in my heelsIt’s where I belong down at the
Pink Pony ClubI’m gonna keep on dancing at thePink Pony ClubI’m gonna keep on dancing down inWest HollywoodI’m gonna keep on dancing at thePink Pony Club, Pink Pony Club
I’m up and jaws are on the floorLovers in the bathroom and a line outside the doorBlacklights and a mirrored disco ballEvery night’s another reason why I left it all
I thank my wicked dreams a year from TennesseeOh, Santa Monica, you’ve been too good to meWon’t make my mama proud, it’s gonna cause a sceneShe sees her baby girl, I know she’s gonna scream
God, what have you done?You’re a pink pony girlAnd you dance at the clubOh mama, I’m just having funOn the stage in my heelsIt’s where I belong down at the
Pink Pony ClubI’m gonna keep on dancing at thePink Pony ClubI’m gonna keep on dancing down inWest HollywoodI’m gonna keep on dancing at thePink Pony Club, Pink Pony Club
Don’t think I’ve left you all behindStill love you and TennesseeYou’re always on my mindAnd mama, every SaturdayI can hear your southern drawl a thousand miles away, saying
God, what have you done?You’re a pink pony girlAnd you dance at the clubOh mama, I’m just having funOn the stage in my heelsIt’s where I belong down at the
Pink Pony ClubI’m gonna keep on dancing at thePink Pony ClubI’m gonna keep on dancing down inWest HollywoodI’m gonna keep on dancing at thePink Pony Club, Pink Pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancingI’m gonna keep on dancing
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Kendrick Lamar and SZA made waves with their latest team-up, “Luther” off Lamar’s newest album, GNX.
“Luther” made its way up to No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 songs chart, marking Lamar’s sixth leader and SZA’s third. The single’s title is an ode to late R&B legend Luther Vandross, who is sampled on the track.
“Luther” replaced Lamar’s Drake diss track “Not Like Us” atop the Hot 100, just week after the latter returned to to the top spot, thanks to the performance during the Super Bowl LIX halftime show. “Luther” was also a part of the halftime set, with SZA appearing as a surprise guest.
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Below, find the full lyrics of Kendrick Lamar and SZA’s “Luther.”
If this world were mine
Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it’s hotIf this world was mine, I’d take your dreams and make ’em multiplyIf this world was mine, I’d take your enemies in front of GodIntroduce ’em to that light, hit them strictly with that fireFah-fah, fah-fah-fah, fah-fah, fahHey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it’s hotIf this world was mine, I’d take your dreams and make ’em multiplyIf this world was mine, I’d take your enemies in front of GodIntroduce ’em to that light, hit them strictly with that fireIt’s a vibe, do your dance, let ’em watchShe a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah
In this world, concrete flowers growHeartache, she only doin’ what she knowWeekends, get it poppin’ on the lowBetter days comin’ for sure (if this world were)If it was up to meI wouldn’t give these nobodies no sympathyI’d take away the pain, I’d give you everythingI just wanna see you win, wanna see (if this world were mine)
It go in (when you), out (ride it), do it real slow (slide)Baby, you a star, strike, pose (right)When I’m (when you), with you (with me), everything goes (slow)Come and (put that), put that (on my), on my (titi), soul (soul)‘Rari (red), crown (stack), wrist (stay), froze (really)Drip (tell me), pound (if you), on the way home (love me)
In this world, concrete flowers growHeartache, she only doin’ what she knowWeekends, get it poppin’ on the lowBetter days comin’ for sure (if this world were)If it was up to meI wouldn’t give these nobodies no sympathyI’d take away the pain, I’d give you everythingI just wanna see you win, wanna see (if this world were mine)
I can’t lie, I trust you, I love you, I won’t waste your timeI turn it off just so I can turn you onI’ma make you say it loudI’m not even trippin’, I won’t stress you outI might even settle down for you, I’ma show you I’m a proI’ma take my take my time and turn it offJust so I can turn you on, babyWeekends, get it poppin’ on the lowBetter days comin’ for sure
I know you’ll comeI know you’re comin’ for(Anything)(If this world were mine)
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Charged with pride, nostalgia, and Puerto Rican culture, Bad Bunny’s Debí Tirar Más Fotos album really struck a chord amongst fans.
The 17-track album notably includes “Baile Inolvidable,” the Puerto Rican rapper’s first attempt at a full-fledged salsa song backed by live instrumentations — congas, piano, trumpets and all that jazz. His melancholic and passionate vocals narrate the story of a man who can’t forget the woman he loved, especially the one who taught him how to dance. “I thought I was going to get old with you,” he reflects at the beginning of the tune.
What quickly became a fan-favorite and has people of all generations dancing salsa on social media hit No. 4 on the Billboard Global 200 chart this week. Overall, the new EP ascends to No. 1 in the U.S.-based Billboard 200 albums chart. The set reigns following its first full tracking week of activity (Jan. 10-16; it was released Jan. 5).
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Below, check out the lyrics to “Baile Inolvidable” translated into English:
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I thought I would grow old with youMaybe in another life, in another world it could beIn this one, all that remains is to leave one dayAnd only see you at duskIf you see me alone and sad, don’t talk to meIf you see me alone and sad, I’m guilty
Life is a party that one day endsAnd you were by unforgettable danceAnd you were by unforgettable dance
While one is aliveOne must love as much as they can
I thought I would grow old with youMaybe in another life, in another world it could beIn this one, all that remains is to leave one dayAnd see the sky to see if you will fall
If you see me alone and sad, don’t talk to meIf you see me alone and sad, I’m guiltyLife is a party that one day endsAnd you were by unforgettable dance
No, I can’t forget youNo, I can’t erase youYou taught me how to loveYou taught me how to dance
No, I can’t forget youNo, I can’t erase youYou taught me how to loveYou taught me how to dance
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, eyTell me what to do to forget youThere’s a new dance move I want to show youI can’t even sleep at nightAll I do is dream of you
No, I can’t forget youNo, I can’t erase youYou taught me how to loveYou taught me how to dance
How you kissed me, how you did itHow you looked at me, you turned me onIt feels ugly not to have you closeThe new [girl] sucks it good, but it’s not your mouthMy devil, my angel, my crazyMy devil, my angel, my crazy
“That’s So True” is Gracie Abrams‘ biggest hit yet, so far peaking at No. 6 on the Billboard Hot 100 and becoming the singer/songwriter’s first-ever top 10 entry on the chart, as well as spending weeks atop the U.K.’s Official Singles Chart.
And a big part of the song’s success — beyond high-profile performances on Saturday Night Live and her headlining The Secret of Us Tour — is its mile-a-minute lyrics, requiring repeat listens to decipher who she’s singing to (and about) and why she needs to go warn another woman.
Below, find the full lyrics of “That’s So True,” co-written by Abrams with her best friend and collaborator Audrey Hobert.
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I could go and read your mindThink about your dumb face all the timeLiving in your glass house, I’m outside, uhLooking into big blue eyesDid it just to hurt me, make me crySmiling through it all, yeah, that’s my life
You’re an idiot, now I’m sureNow I’m positive, I should go and warn her
Ooh, bet you’re thinking, “She’s so cool”Kicking back on your couch, making eyes from across the roomWait, I think I’ve been there too
What’d she do to get you off? (Uh-huh)Taking down her hair like, oh, my GodTaking off your shirt, I did that onceOr twice, uhNo, I know, I know I’ll fuck off (uh-huh)But I think I like her, she’s so funWait, I think I hate her, I’m not that evolved
I’m sorry she’s missing it, sad, sad boyNot my business, but I had to warn ya
Ooh, bet you’re thinking, “She’s so cool”Kicking back on your couch, making eyes from across the roomWait, I think I’ve been there tooOoh, you’ve got me thinking, “She’s so cool”But I know what I know and you’re just another dudeOoh, that’s so true
Made it out alive, but I think I lost itSaid that I was fine, said it from the coffinRemember how I died when you started walking?That’s my life, that’s my lifeI’ll put up a fight, taking out my earringsDon’t you know the vibe? Don’t you know the feeling?You should spend the night, catch me on your ceilingThat’s your prize, that’s your prizeWell
Mm, bet you’re thinking, “She’s so cool”Kicking back on your couch, making eyes from across the roomWait, I think I’ve been there tooOoh, you’ve got me thinking, “She’s so cool”But I know what I know and you’re just another dudeOoh, that’s so true, ooh, oh
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WRITERSAudrey Hobert, Gracie Madigan Abrams
PUBLISHERSLyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group