Panic! At The Disco: LA Devotee

“LA Devotee”

You got two black eyes from loving too hard
And a black car that matches your blackest soul
I wouldn’t change ya, oh oh
Wouldn’t ever try to make you leave, no
The neon coast was your sign
And the Midwest wind with Pisces rising
Wouldn’t change ya, oh oh
Wouldn’t ever try to make you leave, noStatic palms melt your vibe
Midnight whisperings

The black magic of Mulholland Drive
Swimming pools under desert skies
Drinking white wine in the blushing light
Just another LA Devotee
Sunsets on the evil eye
Invisible to the Hollywood shrine
Always on the hunt for a little more time
Just another LA Devotee
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another LA Devotee

You got bleached out eyes from the valley sand
And the black tar palms keep weeping your name
I couldn’t change ya, oh oh
Couldn’t ever try to make you see, no
The high rise lights read your rights
And a downtown storm with Aries rising
Couldn’t change ya, oh oh
Couldn’t ever try to make you see, no

Static palms melt your vibe
Midnight whisperings

The black magic of Mulholland Drive
Swimming pools under desert skies
Drinking white wine in the blushing light
Just another LA Devotee
Sunsets on the evil eye
Invisible to the Hollywood shrine
Always on the hunt for a little more time
Just another LA Devotee
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another LA Devotee

LA Devotee
LA Devotee
LA Devotee
LA Devotee

The black magic of Mulholland Drive
Swimming pools under desert skies
Drinking white wine in the blushing light
Just another LA Devotee
Sunsets on the evil eye
Invisible to the Hollywood shrine
Always on the hunt for a little more time
Just another LA Devotee
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another, just another, uh oh
Just another LA Devotee

Bruno Mars – 24K Magic

“24K Magic”

Tonight
I just want to take you higher
Throw your hands up in the sky
Let’s set this party off rightPlayers, put yo’ pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

Pop pop, it’s show time (Show time)
Show time (Show time)
Guess who’s back again?
Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)
Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)
I bet they know soon as we walk in (Showin’ up)
Wearing Cuban links (ya)
Designer minks (ya)
Inglewood’s finest shoes (Whoop, whoop)
Don’t look too hard
Might hurt ya’self
Known to give the color red the blues

Ooh shit, I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
Why you mad? Fix ya face
Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking
(Keep up)

Players only, come on
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

Second verse for the hustlas (hustlas)
Gangstas (gangstas)
Bad bitches and ya ugly ass friends (Haha)
Can I preach? (Uh oh) Can I preach? (Uh oh)
I gotta show ’em how a pimp get it in
First, take your sip (sip), do your dip (dip)
Spend your money like money ain’t shit (Whoop, whoop)
We too fresh
Got to blame in on Jesus
Hashtag blessed
They ain’t ready for me

I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
Why you mad? Fix ya face
Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking
(Keep up)

Players only, come on
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Hey girls
What y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

(Wooh)
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Now, now, now
Watch me break it down like (Uh)
24 karat, 24 karat magic
What’s that sound?
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Come on now
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Don’t fight the feeling
Invite the feeling

Just put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do? (Do)
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
(24 karat)
Uh, look out

(24 karat magic, magic, magic)

 

“Long Live The Chief” – Jidenna

“Long Live The Chief”

Niggas fighting over rings
Niggas wanna be the King, but
Long Live the Chief
For a li’ ol’ thang lil’ boys bang bang
Long Live the Chief
Niggas fighting over rings
Niggas wanna be the king, but
Long Live the Chief
Now watch pretty mama while I slang my cane
Long Live the ChiefCockroaches and the rat shit
Hand me downs with the patches
Mama put a little money in the mattress
Taught me how to make a silver spoon out of plastic
You can either sink, swim or be the captain
Get the last word Ima get the last laugh in
Now they say “Jidenna why you dressing so classic?”
I don’t want my best dressed day in a casket
You can either lead, follow or get out the way
Make a fuckin’ move it would make my fuckin’ day
Got a 100 year plan you jus’ think about today
Always been about time more than been about pay
Can’t rump with me
Usain couldn’t run with me
Chief come to find you
You don’t come for me
At best you can run a lil’ company
Nigga at worst, I could run the whole country
Thats right – pimp game like a brothel
Thats why – I don’t judge a niggas hustle
I AirBnB the crib like a hostel
Summer rate cheaper because the streets get hostile
Shaka boy, this fire from Mojave boy
So no I won’t record for your homie boy
I turn the party out like a naughty toy
Then I go and hide in plain sight like a lobby boy
Yessuh, that’s Jidenna on the banner
Ridin’ for my niggas gettin’ locked up in the slammer
Elders saying everything’s a nail to a hammer
And niggas can’t spell but we know our Instagrammar
Well done’s better than well said
I read niggas well, a nigga well read
Really I ain’t met nobody smarter
Thats why I got admitted but I still rejected Harvard
I’m the fresh prince, in a school where they couldn’t read
Mama put me in a school with the Kennedys
When I met Bill Clinton I was seventeen
But dead presidents is all my niggas need
Dining with the governor’s daughter
And her father say I remind him of Obama
I’m the chief diplomat…every day
And I’m black and white…Janelle MonaeNiggas fighting over rings
Niggas wanna be the King, but
Long Live the Chief
For a li’ ol’ thang lil’ boys bang bang
Long Live the Chief
Niggas fighting over rings
Niggas wanna be the king, but
Long Live the Chief
Now watch pretty mama while I slang my cane
Long Live the Chief