Night Riders (feat. Travi$ Scott, 2 Chainz, Pusha T & Mad Cobra) - Major Lazer, MC Lan & Anitta

La-la-la (yeah) La-la-la-la-la-la-la (it is like a vine of two words, yeah, that shit hard) La-la-la La-la-la (it's time for that though) La-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, yeah, nigga) Uh-uh, yeah Yeah Uh-uh Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah Gettin' lost in the rhythm of the fuckin' flight When the city lights shine and the mood is right When you sippin', ain't no trippin' on the move tonight Bring out the whole team, I'm lysergic and it's worth it (yeah) I admit, in the zone, Mr. Rager, mane See him in the streets, I'm takin' off, make him understand In my world of view, swerve, never lookin' back 42, I do, okay I knew you couldn't owe me jack And it's on, bigger bank, time to get it Now Ben Baller did the chain, rosie goldy, homie, learn the name Live it through the soul, if you didn't know know, learn the facts Now it's super cold, we'll see a show with a broken neck Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (yeah) Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah Uh, 2 Chainz, it ain't a stain on 'em (alright) DEA had tried to put the blame on him My young niggas tote .30s, ain't no aim on it (yeah) And this a Cullinan, bitch, this not a Range Rover, yeah (yeah) What's the difference? 'Bout 300 racks (300) I am so cold, it look like Freon attack Had the bando with the peas in the back But the odd part about it, we was evenly matched, yeah I been coastin' since a Motorola (hello) Chicken toter, I sell more than El Pollo Loco Emotions up and down like a rollercoaster I put her sexy ass on the pole, like wanted posters, yeah Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (alright) Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) (And I'm coastin', poppin') Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby (uh, can't believe it) Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', bitch get off me (bitch get off me) Can't believe it, baby, no, you can't believe it, baby Ridin' through the city and I'm coastin', yeah (uh)

Never trust a bitch who finds love in a camera She will fuck you, then turn around and fuck a janitor Set the parameters You either with the pro ballers or the amateurs I won't let you ruin my dreams or Harvey Weinstein the kid Good morning, Matt Lauer, can I live? Look at my new digs The rooftop can host a paint and sip for like 40 The Warhols on my wall paint a war story Had to find other ways to invest Cause you rappers found every way to ruin Pateks It's a nightmare, yeah I'm too rare amongst all of this pink hair, ooh Still do the Fred Astaire on a brick Tap tap, throw the phone if you hear it click Art Basel in the bezel Your bustdown is bust down and don't match the metal Lower level's where you settle at I'm the pot callin' the kettle black Where there's no brick peddles at Between God and where the Devil's at Had to double dutch and double back Then hopscotch through where the trouble's at Exactly what the game's been missin' This fire burns hot as Hell's Kitchen Push Now that's how the team go I'm back from Santo Domingo That's where the kings go Down in Santo Domingo Now that's how the team go Back from Santo Domingo This for the sneaker hoarders and coke snorters Cause that's where the kings go Down in Santo Domingo From Honda Accords to Grammy awards That's where the kings go I can blow a million dollars into dust Lord knows how many bottles I've done bust Still runnin' through the models like I'm Puff Confront my problems like I'm Ralo in the bluff Pusha know these politics is paradox Chillin' in a condo full of ready rock My homie amputated but gon' stand for somethin' I'm dyin' to find a way to get a Grammy from it (Maybach Music) Watchin' my success for some is bittersweet Always keep the sharpshooter's triggers tweaked Diamonds drippin' on me, V in Tiffany's All these K-9 units still sniffin' me Ignorance versus the innocence It's not the temperature for you in Timberlands I keep the coldest flows on the hot seat And you can spot my hoes by their car keys Another episode full of atrocities It's double M, baby, money monopolies (Maybach Music) You scared to see my face in a fancy place So I debate my case vs. a Nancy Grace It's flesh and blood 'til I'm fresh as fuck Still hands on, sucker, press your luck Your money gone every other month My money long so the treasure's tucked Now that's how the team go, I'm back in Santo Domingo That's where the kings go, Down in Santo Domingo Now that's how the team go Back in Santo Domingo Cause that's where the kings go, Down in Santo Domingo That's where the kings go

Hold up, this the game, it chose us Pioneer, started on my corner like the cold crush Had smokers linin' up the block like a gold rush The sayin', "Live fast and die young", is what they told us The way that they mold us, perfect way that showed us How to get money, fuck bitches off this nose dust Showed me how to burn the block down before it slows up Before the window of opportunity close up I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled Yogi said, "Get 'em", so, I got 'em all And turned this bitch into a burial! And turned this bitch into a burial! Lookin' from the top floor, what would I stop for? Still hear the crowd cheers, while I'm thinkin' encore Flyin' on a Concorde, listening to Tom Ford Frames match the song title, flyer than a Condor Little niggas rhyme poor, poverty flows in ya Part of beatin' hoes in, I am who you're tryin' for? I think not, Pusha, stay hot The coupe's got no roofs, forever they stay drop, nigga I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled Yogi said, "Get 'em", so, I got 'em all And turned this bitch into a burial! And turned this bitch into a burial! I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled Yogi said, "Get 'em", so, I got 'em all And turned this bitch into a burial! I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled And turned this bitch into a burial!

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

Oh, I'd rather be kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want I smell like a rose, can I have you in doses? No, I don't wanna fight, but I will if you like I don't swim, I just dive right into those blue-green eyes No, I don't wanna fight, I just, I just wanna be Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want And da-da-da-da-da-da The sun in our eyes, this love is blind Let's not decide whether we're too far gone 'Cause I'd rather be Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand In your apartment on the weekends Lift up my dress to see where you've been That's what I want and that's where I am Bite off an apple right from your fridge Come here and taste it right off my lips Spill your emotions into my hands That's what I want (That's what I want) Oh, oh, oh, oh da-da-dumn That's what I Dum da-da-dum, oh That's what I