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دانلود آلبوم Rodeo از Travis Scott
Rodeo
2025/11/05
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  • 01 Pornography

    Travis Scott

    Nine light years away, just outside of the Kepler solar system

    We find ourselves consumed and utterly mesmerized

    With a story of a young rebel against the system

    Refusing to conform or comply to the ways of authority

    He chose the mood of "Fuck this shit"

    At that moment, the one known as Jacques turned to Scott

    Chose to jump off his mama porch leading the stampede of lost souls

    In the middle of their metamorphosis, not quite through with their journey

    Ain't made it to wherever the fuck they gon' be in life

    But wherever it is, it's better than here, so fuck you, and fuck this

    No monogamy, ménage with me

    Pornography surrounding me

    You get high with me, you come down with me

    That's all I need in my fantasy

    All these flashing lights-, lights-, lights

    Give you some of me, you want all of me

    And get high with me and come down with me

    Yeah, that's all I need in my fantasy

    You remind me of my ex, crazy love

    We designed our love around the drugs

    We both in this club, we both tryna fuck

    I'ma rub a dub, tryna get a nut

    No monogamy, ménage with me

    Pornography surrounding me

    You get high with me, you come down with me

    That's all I need in my fantasy

    All these flashing lights blinding me

    Give you some of me, you want all of me

    And get high with me and come down with me

    Yeah, that's all I need in my fantasy

    The story of the bastard was never told

    The soul of a bastard was never sold

    Will he survive, or will he fold up?

    Living like a bronco, lifestyle wild and untamed

    Sit sip at the top, a long list of no named

    Misfits can't wait to get a chance to say "Fuck you"

    To the ones who said, "Fuck you"

    'Til you doing ya thing, codeine and cocaine cartels

    Who leads the charge of this young mob?

    "La Flame," he hears in his head, "The world is yours" (yours, yours)

    Wake up, nigga, gotta get the cake up, nigga

    Niggas in the bushes in the farms, might gotta rake up a nigga

    I'm way too antsy 'cause my ambition's too frantic

    I might need to move to Atlantis 'cause my mind too outlandish

    It's the rodeo, time to get started

    Houston nigga goin' James Harden

    They was wildin' on us niggas in the projects

    Wonder why a nigga went cold-hearted

    They wanna put my soul up on an auction

    But I'ma make 'em take the fall like August

    And they gon' vote me right in on my caucus

    And I'ma show these niggas how to get lawless

    Why your hands out, asking could you hold one?

    Who do I owe? Nigga, no one

    They bigging you up but you low down

    Animated acting frozen

    I got porno pics, wish I can post 'em

    Stackin' Franklins, I can't fold 'em

    Niggas askin' for the old him

    But I'm way too young to be the old him

    I'ma make this shit crack Lamar Odom

    'Til I climb to the top of the podium

    So wake up, nigga, gotta get the cake up, nigga

    Niggas in the bushes, niggas on the farm, might gotta rake up a nigga

    I'm way too antsy 'cause my ambition's too frantic

    I might move out to Atlantis 'cause my mind too outlandish

    We gon' rule the world, we gon' rule the world

    We gon' rule the world, hmm

    Never gonna stop, never gonna stop, never ever gonna stop it!

    La Flame says, "Let your ambition carry you"

    🎵

  • 02 Oh My Dis Side (feat. Quavo)

    Travis Scott. Quavo

    Yeah

    Oh my, oh my

    Oh my, oh my

    I've been up for a long time, oh my

    Oh my, oh my

    Oh my, oh my (oh my, yeah)

    Oh my, oh my (oh-oh-oh)

    I've been up for a long time, oh my

    Oh my, oh my

    I've been up for a long time (ooh), broad day

    I've been popping pills (ooh), pouring syrup (ooh), every day

    Cuzo hanging at my aunty house (bando) selling yay' (uh)

    I got shooters dressed in camo (grra)

    Oh my (ooh)

    I've been in and out the courthouse, jury tripping

    I've been flipping, flipping, syrup sipping (flipping)

    Water whippin' (whippin')

    Mama kicked me out the house now, oh my (woo)

    I might end up on a couch now (gah), oh my

    I'm on a flight now (yeah), oh my

    L.A., at another couch now (uh), oh my

    I'm counting up nothing but Benjamins right now (money)

    Oh my

    I'm on a flight now (woo), we so high

    'Bout to get some cash now (cash), oh my

    Got my momma that new house now (momma), oh my

    Now she cannot kick me out now (no), oh my

    I've been up for a long time (La Flame), oh my (oh my)

    Oh my, oh my (uh)

    Oh my, oh my (oh my, oh my)

    I've been up for a long time (long time), oh my (oh my)

    Oh my, oh my (oh my, uh, go)

    Oh my, oh my (oh my)

    Oh my (uh), oh my (oh my)

    I've been up for a long time, oh my (long time)

    Oh my, oh my (oh-oh-oh-ooh)

    Wow (wow, wow, wow)

    Let me tell you a little story about this side (this side)

    You really can't make it on this side (this side)

    Lot of lone stars on this side (this side)

    I feel a lot at home on this side (ooh)

    Ball 'til we fall on this side (ooh)

    Lit late night on this side (ooh)

    You never come around past midnight (ooh)

    You miss everything on this side

    This side (this side), this side (this side)

    This side, this side, this side, this side (uh)

    This side (woo), this side (ooh)

    This side, this side, yeah

    I made a lot of money on this side (ooh)

    Lost a lot of money on this side (ooh)

    Had my first kiss on this side (ooh)

    Learned a lot of shit about this side (ooh)

    Lately I been thinking 'bout this side (ooh)

    Tryna get back on this side (ooh)

    Tryna get back what's been mine (ooh)

    I gotta get back on this side

    Really miss the feeling of the late nights (late nights)

    Shit we used to do around midnight (midnight)

    Hangin' on the corner, had shit tight (shit tight)

    Doin' all the drugs, had to get right (get right)

    If I could get my partner back it would be nice (be nice)

    He would shoot the one, wouldn't think twice (shoot the one)

    He was too involved with the street life (street life)

    Only way to live on this side (this side)

    This side (this side), this side (this side)

    This side, this side, this side, this side (oh)

    This side (this side), this side (oh)

    This side, this side, this side (Migo!)

    Young rich nigga from the Nawfside

    Paid my dues on this side

    Flippin' the bricks on this side

    I made it out the hood, I'm on the other side

    All my niggas on this side (this side)

    Keep it one hundred on this side

    Love to get money on this side

    No new niggas on this side (this side)

    Look at my diamonds, don't get blind (don't get blind)

    You better handcuff your hoe with a zip tie (cuff)

    'Cause we'll take her, bust her down on this side (woo)

    Broke niggas stand to the left side

    Handsome and wealthy on this side

    I came from the bottom and now I'm on top, that's phenomenal (phenomenal)

    This side, this side, this side, this side

    If I did not make it, I wonder where I would go (oh!)

    This side, this side (this side), this side (uh)

    Graduated from the midget (woah)

    This the life I was livin' (woah)

    Graduated to a million (woah)

    It's the money that I'm gettin' (woah)

    Graduated from a hotbox

    Now I'm ridin' 'round in a Bentley (skrrt, skrrt)

    This how we do it on

    This side, this side (woo), this side (uh)

    Always, always this side

    This side, this side, this side

    That's right, that's right

    You never come around past midnight

    Midnight, midnight

    You know how I like my lean poured right

    Just right, on this side

    Find everything you need, everything you need on this side

    This side, this side, this side, this side

    🎵

  • 03 3500 (feat. Future & 2 Chainz)

    Travis Scott
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  • 04 Wasted (feat. Juicy J)

    Travis Scott, Juicy J

    Wasted or nah?

    (Aw, aw, yeah, aw)

    Are you wasted or nah? Wasted or nah? Wasted or nah?

    Take a sip, drowning in this shit, coppers on my hip, I hold my head

    I've been taking risks to make that money flip, shots to the head

    I ain't order it, I can't afford this shit

    Go to war with this you overboard, I'm over bored with shit

    Now, it's pay up player, pay a nigga

    Gotta day to day to stack and still I pay accountants

    Twenty racks to show just a little allowance

    Only come to Houston if the boy allow it

    Bow your head to a real one, coming down with them main niggas

    H-Town, don't play with us, them wit-it boys stay wit-wit-wit it

    I've been grinding, slaving over time since I was a fan

    Looking in the mirror like "One day, Jacques, you gon' be the man"

    One skinny, tatted nigga, blunt flicker

    Young La Flame, hot spitter who can't hold his liquor, yah

    It's really going down in the goddamn South

    I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end

    It-It-I-It's really going down in the goddamn South

    I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end

    There's a lot of motherfuckers that can't handle they liquor

    Can't handle these drugs

    Wasted or nah?

    It's only real niggas that can handle their shit, man

    Wasted or nah?

    Yeah (wasted or nah?)

    So, if you tryna get lit, wanna pour up?

    Make sure you stay on our level, 'cause we go up

    Let me see you up

    Is you wasted, baby?

    One shot, two shots and you still talking crazy (trippy)

    Three shots and you faded

    Freaks coming out at night and they gettin' X rated

    Four shots now she wanna do the clique

    Any more shots she ain't gon' remember shit

    Smoking on extendos, no clips

    Project hoes going up in the Ritz (trippy)

    She gon' do it for a G, anything for me, bruh

    She just wanna fuck and drink and chief all the weed up

    Sexy bitch, pop that pussy 'cause you in your prime

    Pour that purple over ice, call it "turtle time"

    Shawty never been a hesitator

    Got her going down on the elevator

    Heard the pussy bomb, I'ma detonate her

    Fuck her from the back, keep the neck for later

    No magic trick, but I levitate her

    With the magic stick, nothing less than great

    When I hit her with the dope D, I'm gone

    Don't text me later, no extra favors

    It's really going down in the goddamn South

    I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end

    It-It-I-It's really going down in the goddamn South

    I'm trill, I'm country 'til the end

    Hmm, weed, lean, MDMA, he say, she say

    All the products of a young man gone the long way

    From the home that he knew, 'til he roamed where he at

    And the phone break up, unknown wake up

    Several one night stands, hung up phone, break up

    If he fall, will he fly? Sure, wouldn't take much

    For you to find out, jump, if you took that plunge

    If not, we're in the same spot, how could you judge?

    How could you judge? C-C-Could you judge?

    🎵

  • 05 90210 (feat. Kacy Hill)

    Travis Scott. Kacy Hill

    Mm, ooh

    Mama's mailin' out that blow, craving 9021-

    She a porn star girl, ah, from the valley

    Who left her hometown world all for that alley

    Ooh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties

    Ooh, used to take the long way home

    Long way home, all for that (candy), mm

    Baby's hooked on feeling low, oh

    Do, do, do

    Do, do

    Jacques turned La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy

    50 on a chain, 'nother 50 on a Caddy, ooh

    He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone

    Pop anything, pop anything to find that alley

    Hm, yeah, to find that alley (mm)

    Baby's hooked on feeling low

    Do, do, do

    Do, do

    In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley

    In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh

    It's the superstar girl (baby's hooked on feeling low) superstar girl, roaming in that (alley)

    Ooh, in the 90210, 90210 (somewhere in that alley)

    Ooh, ah

    Ooh

    Ooh

    Yeah

    My granny called, she said, "Travvy, you work too hard

    I'm worried you forget about me"

    I'm falling in and out of clouds, don't worry, I'ma get it, Granny, uh

    What happened? Now my daddy happy

    Mama called me up, that money coming and she love me

    I done made it now, I done found life's meaning now

    All them days her heart'd break, her heart not in pieces now

    Friends turning into fraud, fraud

    Practicing half the passion, you - packaged different

    All you -, you - want the swag, you can't have it

    I'ma sell it, your - salary, we 'bout to cap, bitch

    Youngest - out of Houston at the Grammys

    Smiling at 'em laughing at me

    I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked, then passed it back

    All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin, yeah, yeah

    Hm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

    I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

    Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a four

    He passed the cigarette, I choke, whoo

    Told my auntie, "Put them 'Ports down, them 'Ports down"

    Now you know you love your own now

    Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down

    I ain't knockin', -, I knocked the door down, for sure now

    Whole crew, I swear they counting on me

    Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me

    Houses on me, he got them ounces on him

    Holy Father, come save these -, I'm styling on 'em

    Good Lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses

    I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them

    Just this guy from north of the border, my chips is in order

    My mom's biggest supporter, so now a - support a -

    🎵

  • 06 Pray 4 Love (feat. The Weeknd)

    Travis Scott,The Weeknd

    Oh, oh, don't pray for love

    Oh, oh, say it loud

    Just ask the lonely, oh-oh

    Just ask the lonely, oh-oh

    Pray for who lost they fate and died too young

    Pray for the ones I hate, the ones I love

    Pray for my liver when I'm off in this club

    I pray that the demons go away, they hauntin' us

    Man, I can't take no more of this lifestyle we been living

    Man, I can't take no more of the white powers in position

    Gotta grab up J-Will, gotta scoop up J-Rich

    Told Chase we ain't going back, you know we gotta hitch

    I mean, I'm aggravated, agitated, I admit

    Intoxicated, animated, got me feeling kinda lit

    Contemplating fornicating, might as well fuck up some shit

    They looking at me way too crazy, got me feeling communist

    But I'm just trying to save the throne, pray for Bones, pray for Stix (just ask the lonely)

    If my album never sell, then we gon' hit that lick

    Tell Lamar, call up Cash, tell him buzz me at the Ritz (just ask the lonely)

    It's the weekend, we off the deep end, you need to pray for us

    Oh, oh, don't pray for love

    Oh, oh, say it loud

    Just ask the lonely, oh-oh

    Just ask the lonely, oh-oh

    Pills (pills, pills), have you ever been through life's (through life's), challenges?

    Promises? Promises? (Challenges? Promises? Promises?)

    Get down (get down), I'm prayin' (I'm prayin')

    Let me tell the lost tale about Jacques

    Let me tell you how I turned Scott

    How I went down on the block

    Waterfall around ten o'clock

    And how we came up getting all the knots, dodging cops, yeah

    'Fore a nigga had the locks (just ask the lonely)

    'Fore a nigga had the chain, 'fore I had the bops

    Always kept my city on me like it was a swatch (just ask the lonely)

    Every time we in the party, took it up a notch

    Now I'm thinking 'bout this new girl, and she doing pop (oh-oh)

    Wanna know my dick longer than a Pringle box (don't pray for love)

    Tired of seein' these black kids on the face of FOX (oh-oh)

    And fuck CNN, they don't wanna see us win (say it loud)

    Mama, don't you worry no, no more, worry no, no more (just ask the lonely)

    I'ma take you from the first to the ninetieth floor

    You always told me what I plant, that shit gotta grow (just ask the lonely)

    And anything I detonate, that shit gotta blow

    Pray for y'all

    No, oh, oh (woah)

    We don't pray for love, no more, no more (woah, woah, woah)

    We don't wanna see you on the cover of a carton (you don't wanna see no more)

    We don't wanna see you on the news (no more, no more, no more, no more), all alone

    Hm, no, no, no, no, no, no, hm, no, no, no, no, no, no (just ask the lonely)

    Hm, no, no, no, no, no, no (just ask the lonely)

    Hm, no, no, no, no, yeah

    Underrated is an understatement

    They tryna test greatness, a nigga tryna get paid

    These niggas fiends watching all of my moves

    'Cause the music like crack, got me cooking all day

    I'm right here, you know where I stay

    And if you don't, then ask your girl, she probably know the way

    She like my show lights, she wanna be wifey

    She know that if she got me then she gon' be good for life

    So I pull out for the climax, faster than a hi-hat

    Sorry, baby, I don't play

    And if I did, you know my kids would be ballin'

    And my daughter gon' never meet a nigga like me

    My niggas pull up in that Rolls-Royce

    Like they sell that coke, boy, shout out to the Coke Boys

    They never pray for us, nobody pray for us

    Nobody pray, no, no, no, no, no

    Oh, oh, don't pray for love (oh, oh)

    Oh, oh, say it loud (oh, oh)

    (Just ask the lonely)

    Just ask the lonely, oh-oh (just ask the lonely)

    🎵

  • 07 Nightcrawler (feat. Swae Lee & Chief Keef)

    Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Chief Keef

    Ooh, ooh, ooh

    Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

    Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, uh

    Did you have the time of your life?

    Let's have the afterparty at my place

    Ayy, do you have some spare change?

    On me, I've got hundreds I'll throw in your face

    Yeah, order more bottles, order more models

    Order more hours, shots on an island

    Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me

    Young, free, and wildin', order more kidneys

    Dope, I'm so dope

    All these hunnies pilin' on the floor

    And we stuntin', know you see the glow

    Throw these hundreds, thought I'd let you know

    Since LA, I've been puttin' on

    Cirque du Soleil, goin' on and on

    I got this money, tell me what you want

    For this money, can you drop it low?

    Yeah, order more bottles, order more models

    Order more hours, shots on an island

    Hotter than the summer, the winter couldn't chill me

    Young, free, and wildin', order more kidneys

    Mm, when the night calls, oh-oh-oh

    When the night calls, oh-oh-oh

    Yeah, order more bottles (order more bottles)

    Order more models (order more models)

    Order more hours (order more hours)

    Shots on an island (shots on an island)

    Hotter than the summer (hotter than the summer)

    The winter couldn't chill me (the winter couldn't chill me)

    Young, free, and wildin' (young, free, and wildin')

    So order more kidneys (so order more kidneys)

    Freaks come out at night

    We bring our fantasy to life

    Point me to the ice

    And I don't need your drink, high off life

    Uh, someone kill the lights

    I brought the party favors, just get piped

    All my bitches right

    But I want you and you tonight

    Yeah, order more bottles (order more bottles)

    Order more models (order more models)

    Order more hours (order more hours)

    Shots on an island (shots on an island)

    Hotter than the summer (hotter than the summer)

    The winter couldn't chill me (the winter couldn't chill me)

    Young, free, and wildin' (young, free, and wildin')

    So order more kidneys (so order more kidneys)

    When the night crawls

    All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol

    All these hundreds and these thousands, I'ma spend it all

    Always when the night calls

    When the night calls

    We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol

    All these hundreds, all these thousands, I'ma spend it all

    Always when the night calls

    Ayy, walked up in the bank (bank)

    Ordered me some funds (beep)

    Walked in the strip club

    Order me some ones (gang)

    I walked up in the gun store (huh?)

    Ordered me some guns (bang-bang)

    Your bitch walked up in the spot

    And she ordered me for lunch (gang, gang)

    I just ordered me some brunch (ayy)

    Korean spicy garlic (ayy)

    Bitch, I come from eating McDonald's (uh-huh)

    Girl, you know I'm from the projects (ayy)

    Like I'm a G, I come through mobbin'

    Like Wu-T-A-N-G, we come through wildin'

    I ain't chicken, Killer Caesar with the chopper (bang-bang)

    Boy, you don't blow no poles, I know, I know (no, no, no)

    I got me some angles

    I got me some money, fuck, I got me some haters (ayy)

    I got me some FedEx (ayy, ayy), I got me some cake

    I got me some UPS, I got me a freight, ayy (gang, gang)

    Order some more money (beep)

    Order some more money (beep)

    Order some more money (beep)

    Order some more bottles (ayy)

    Order some more bitches (ayy)

    Order some more money (gang)

    I know you wanna be rich, bitch (gang, gang)

    When the night crawls

    All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol

    All these hundreds and these thousands, I'ma spend it all

    Always when the night calls

    When the night calls

    We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol

    All these hundreds, all these thousands, I'ma spend it all

    Always when the night calls

    When the night crawls

    All the money, all the hoes, and the alcohol

    All these hundreds and these thousands, I'ma spend it all

    Always when the night calls

    When the night calls

    We want money, we want hoes, we want alcohol

    All these hundreds, all these thousands, I'ma spend it all

    Always when the night calls

    🎵

  • 08 Piss On Your Grave (feat. Kanye West)

    Travis Scott. Kanye West

    Yo, yo, yo

    I use your face as a urinal, then do the same at your funeral

    Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave

    Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave

    This one here for the executives, fuck you and all your relatives

    Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave

    Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, nigga, behave

    Nigga, behave, nigga, behave

    Us niggas, we can't behave

    We mobbed on the pave, got treated like slaves

    Young niggas treated like slaves

    This the moment I've been waiting for

    This why I moved to Cali, stepped outside and got shaded for

    Told momma, "Bitch, get back in the door"

    I've been comin' up and down, a nigga can't take no more

    Kamikaze over commas

    Benjamins, dividends stuffed in my jeans, I can't fit in

    Poppin' pills since droppin' Ritalins

    Pop a penicillin, nigga, you gotta get with it

    My, my, my, my, look at little Scotty now

    The same fuckers used to doubt

    All preachin' that they proud

    I pull my zipper down and whip it out

    Piss in your grave, piss in your grave

    Turn this up, teacher

    Play this in the third grade, in the third grade

    Can't hide from the truth

    Now, we 'bout to go ape, we 'bout to go ape

    These streets is not safe

    These niggas ain't playin', these niggas ain't playin', huh?

    These niggas ain't playin'

    This for my fam, this for the fam, do this for the fam

    Hop out of the Lamb', hop onto the 'Gram

    What the fuck was you sayin'?

    Piss in your grave, piss in your grave, piss in your grave

    I'll piss on your face

    I'll piss on your bitch, I'll piss on your date, ugh

    Fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin'? Fuck is you sayin'?

    Me and La Flame, is you not entertained?

    Huh

    🎵

  • 09 Antidote

    Travis Scott

    Don't you open up that window

    Don't you let out that antidote (yeah)

    Poppin' p- is all we know (ooh)

    In the hills is all we know (Hollywood)

    Don't go through the front door (through the back)

    It's lowkey at the night show (ooh)

    So, don't you open up that window (ooh)

    Don't you let out that antidote, yeah

    Party on a Sunday (that was fun)

    Do it all again on Monday (one more time)

    Spent a check on a weekend (oh, my God)

    I might do it all again (that's boss shit)

    I just hit a three peat (ooh)

    F- three h- I met this week (Robert Horry)

    I don't do no old h- (oh, no, no)

    My n-, that's a no-no (straight up)

    She just want the coco (cocaína)

    I just want dinero (paper hunt, wait)

    Who that at the front door? (Who that is?)

    If it's the feds, oh, no, no, no (don't let 'em in, shh)

    Don't you open up that window (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    Don't you let out that antidote (yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah)

    Poppin' p- is all we know (yeah)

    In the hills is all we know (Hollywood)

    Don't go through the front door (in the back)

    It's lowkey at the night show (ooh)

    Yeah, ooh, ooh, at the night show (ooh-ooh-ooh, ah)

    At the night show (higher)

    At the night show (ooh-ooh-ooh, ah)

    Ooh, at the night show (get lit, my n-)

    Ooh, at the night show (yeah)

    Anything can happen at the night show (ooh-ooh-ooh, ah)

    Everything can happen at the night show

    Ooh, at the night show

    Anything can happen at the night show

    Ooh, at the night show

    Ooh, your b- not at home, she at the night show

    Ooh (straight up), f- right, h-

    Ooh, had to catch a flight for the night show

    Ooh (let's go), let's get piped though

    Bottles got us right though, we ain't sippin' light, no (rrr, La Flame)

    I ain't got no type though

    Only got one night though

    We can do it twice though (rrr, it's lit)

    At the night show, ooh

    At the night show (ooh, ooh)

    At the night show

    Ooh, at the night show

    Yeah, at the night show

    Everything can happen at the night show

    Ooh, at the night show

    Anything can happen at the night show, ooh

    Stackin' up day to day, young n-

    You know you gotta go get it, go get it, my n-

    They hatin', they stankin', they waitin'

    Don't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin'

    Lord, I'm on fire, they think that I'm Satan

    Callin' me crazy on different occasions

    Kickin' the cameraman off of my stages

    'Cause I don't like how he snappin' my angles

    I'm overboard and I'm over-impatient

    Over my n- and these kids my ages

    Dealin' with Mo' sh- that's more complicated

    Like these two b- that might be related

    H-Town, you got one, and you Bun B like a number-one

    It's late night, got a late show

    If you wanna roll, I got a place where, ah

    Poppin' p- is all we know (ooh)

    In the hills is all we know (Hollywood)

    Don't go through the front door (through the back)

    It's lowkey at the night show (ooh)

    So don't you open up that window (ooh)

    (Don't you let out that antidote)

    🎵

  • 10 Impossible

    Travis Scott

    You the one, you know me the best

    You the one I call when I'm stressed

    This the time of the year I feel alone

    This the time of the year you treat me wrong

    Yeah, this the late night, you know the deal (deal)

    On a late night, nowhere to chill

    Yeah, I'm on the west, yeah, I'm on the west side

    Off the drugs, know I'm not the best guy

    But you know I always get it done, yeah

    You done had all of the rappers, I'm the one, yeah

    Ain't gon' lie, I remember how it feels, yeah

    I ain't gon' lie, I'ma tell you this for real (woah)

    Split a pack of the woods down

    Ride with me, yeah, you wish you could now

    Always come and go and never fail

    It was never love, I can tell now

    She pop 'em up, Blue Chanel just to get it up

    Parking lot full of foreign - on the regular

    With them painted toes in them heels

    Let's go find a place that's far from here, for real

    Far from here

    Nights like this, nights like this

    I wish I could do the impossible

    I wish I could do the impossible

    Nights like this, nights like this, I wish

    I could do the impossible

    I could do the impossible

    Yeah, you the one, you know me the best

    You the one I call when I'm stressed (this the time)

    This the time of year when I'm alone

    This the time of the year we get our own

    I can't lie when I'm out on the west

    Yeah, the west, yeah, yeah, the west side

    And lately, I ain't been feeling the best

    'Cause you the best, yeah, you my best side

    Now you know what you're dealing with

    Now you know what's wrong, what the feeling is

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Rastas rolling in Benz up in here

    Bandits poppin' them bars up

    Man, don't run up the bands up, make them gun claps in here

    No fear, no fear, you rock, I hear

    I'm gon' let you know that the man is for real

    Yeah, for real

    Far from here

    Nights like this, nights like this

    I wish I could do the impossible

    I wish I could do the impossible

    Nights like this, nights like this, I wish

    I could do the impossible

    I could do the impossible

    You already (yeah) know right?

    That you are irreplaceable (Irreplaceable)

    And I'm gonna take it slow, baby (baby)

    You already know right?

    That you are irreplaceable (Irreplaceable)

    And I'm gonna take it slow, baby (baby)

    I wish I could do the impossible

    I wish I could do the impossible

    I could do the impossible

    🎵

  • 11 Maria I'm Drunk (feat. Justin Bieber & Young Thug)

    Travis Scott. Justin Bieber & Young Thug

    Made it to L.A., yeah

    Finally in L.A., yeah

    Lookin' for the we-d though

    Tryna make my own dough

    Callin' for Maria

    Lost without Maria

    Might dive in the marina

    (Ooo-oooh, ooo-ooh)

    So trust me, baby, trust me

    Trust me, baby, trust me

    Trust me, baby, trust me

    I don't mind

    Trust me, baby, trust me

    Trust me, baby, trust me

    Trust me, baby, trust me

    I don't mind

    Trust me, trust me

    Trust me, trust me

    Trust me, trust me

    Yeah, I don't mind

    Travis Scott

    You know, ooh

    Thugger Thugger (ayy)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk (let's get drunk, ayy)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk, hey)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk, get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk, ooh

    Twelve more hours left for us in a day

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    I've been drinkin' all day, I've been floatin' all day (ayy, ooh)

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk, ayy)

    Bring your - over here now

    You know where, how I stay

    I've been gone for some time now (yeah)

    I just want a lil' taste

    Mix, mix, pour (lean, lean)

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Drinkin', sippin' slow (slow it down, bae)

    Drink so cold now, froze (call your friends and let's get drunk, ayy)

    Froze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

    Froze (sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh, sheesh)

    Come on over, get drunk

    Damn, girl, I be up late

    If you want, you can meet me at the studio

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Yeah, I've been drinkin' all night (hey, ooh)

    Take a shot, all we got is Don Julio (all we got is Don Julio)

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk, ayy)

    Yeah, I'm guessin' this is new to you (yeah)

    Thinkin' 'bout all the things that I would do to you

    Them lips on fire and them hips don't lie (yeah, uh)

    Girl, I just wanna see what that booty do (damn right)

    Let's lose each other's mind (ah-ah)

    Let's make each other's night (ah-ah)

    Take advantage of time

    While we both intertwined (slow it down, bae)

    Girl, I want you on the rocks, no chaser (oh no)

    Be sure to drink it all, won't waste ya (oh no, pfft)

    I know you stay sober (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

    I'm sure a few drinks won't faze you (sheesh, sheesh)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk (hol' up)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk (ayy)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk, yeah

    Press lil' mama for weed, and she did it for free

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Yeah, that thing wet, baby, I need skis

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk, ayy)

    Skrrt, yeah, I need a ski

    Yeah, oh (ayy)

    From the back, pull her track (ayy)

    Then I'ma speed race in that (skrrt)

    My mama still got my back (Ayy)

    Pull down your pants, I want crack (yeah)

    I'm growing w-, this ain't trees, b-

    My b- brown like Hennessy, b-

    Big blood like Freddy in dreams, yeah

    Dressed in a tie like the Dean, b-, yeah

    Drunk and in love with my baby

    Baby, do not go fast, go slow, wait (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

    Tell me, tell me information, I got rank (tell me)

    Let's take a shot together then lay up like planks (ayy, ayy)

    Never ever do I wanna leave my lil' lady (ayy)

    Catch 'em down bad, now they gotta plan 'fore that boy wake (yeah)

    Told God if I get an iced out watch, I won't be late (I promise)

    Every time I try to stick it in all the way

    Baby girl be like, "Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy" (haha)

    "Ayy, ayy"

    Call your friends, let's get drunk (let's get drunk, ayy)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk (ayy)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    (Call your friends and let's get drunk)

    Call your friends, let's get drunk

    Call your friends and let's get drunk

    Call your friends and let's get drunk, ayy

    🎵

  • 12 Flying High (feat. Toro y Moi)

    Travis Scott. Toro y Moi

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    If you ain't up on my level, disappear, please don't reply, bye

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, yeah

    Take a sip revive, take a trip to the down south

    I be flying high, can't you tell from my red eyes?

    Took a trip from Paris down to Houston for your apple pie

    Where the girls get way too drunk and they got that in they trunk

    Now turn around and show the world

    How you shake that rumpty rump

    Say it, we don't fuck with cops, oh no, we don't fuck with cops

    In my backseat, I got four freaks who love how my speakers knock

    Don't bring no sand to the beach, all we want is love and peace

    Find a girl to bring home, 'cause we about to take a flight to go be on, yeah

    (It's true)

    It seems like flying's all I do

    (All I do)

    There's no one's seated next to you

    (Next to you)

    In the meantime, I'll watch colors change in the sky

    And I'll watch you go by (Get down)

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty

    I be flying high, It take long to get this fly

    If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    I be flying high, shawty, I be flying high

    If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty

    I be flying high, yeah, I be flying high, shawty

    I be flying high it takes long to get this fly

    If you ain't up on my level, disappear please don't reply, bye

    🎵

  • 13 I Can Tell

    Travis Scott

    I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    Ooh, I can tell, baby, I can tell

    You ain't told no tales, you ain't told no tales

    Yeah, gone out of your way, you know we can tell

    Yeah, I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell

    I can tell by the night tales and the dry spells

    All the wrong ones and the right things to stay away from

    And how we took off and how we on top

    And how we won't fall, how we going up

    Or how we came up, or how we came up

    It all started in the basement

    Was an attic, but we called that - the basement

    Bass used to break all my mommas vases

    Unc' shot my first 8 then - I probably wasn't eight then

    Always had the gas like I broke wind

    They said my way of making dollars never made sense

    Come take a dive, a waterfall in the deep end

    I can tell you 'bout the nights out in Fort Bend

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell, yeah

    You ain't got no tales, you don't-, mhm

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell (yeah)

    No, you don't tell, yeah-ah-ah (yeah)

    Yeah, I can tell 'bout the night tales

    And all the dry wells, and all the long roads

    And all my ideas before the cornrows (straight up)

    How we came up and how we came down

    Going donuts, coffee couldn't help now (La Flame)

    How we zoned out, made it out the wood now

    And what it do when they wanna be your friend now (oh, no)

    How to get it, how to live and get it in now

    How to go from scraping pockets, making his demands now

    I been impulsive, non-emotional, staying humble 'bout it (yeah)

    Tilt the posture, sick, pass the bottle (yeah)

    Five-o-four hot boys, minus the bad rap like Silkk the Shocker (yeah)

    But I'ma pull up the silk, to shock her with the silk

    - You know I been a rocker, dripping milk and knockers

    Take it up another notcher, take it up another notcher

    I top a, pop a pill, pop a seal to forget about you

    I'll bumbaclot you, bumba-bumba blocka shot you

    Bling and bang, a bang a rapper

    Bangarang, I brought my money back

    Orangutan diamonds hanging on my neng-a-lang

    - Hanging on my dang-a-lang (straight up)

    I can tell, baby, I can tell

    I can tell, baby, I can tell, yeah

    You got no tales, you ain't-, mhm

    I can tell, baby, I can tell (hoo, hoo)

    I can tell, baby, I can tell (how 'bout I come over there)

    I can tell, baby, I can tell (all of them - can tell)

    I can tell baby, I can tell (all of them - can tell)

    No, you don't tell

    🎵

  • 14 Apple Pie

    Travis Scott

    She say your bad - always had a thing for sweets

    Guess that's why I'm so hot on the street

    Won't you and your friends come eat with me

    And let me show you how to whip that recipe

    She say your bad - always had a thing for sweets

    Guess that's why I'm so hot on the street

    Won't you come over and eat with me?

    And let me show you how to whip-whip-whip-whip that recipe

    I don't want your apple pie, mama, yeah

    I ain't tryna dap up, dap up - blockin' me, yeah

    Made it out the spot, straight to Quintana

    And I'm still that - with diamonds on my blocka

    I say when they come at me, I bet they have some backup

    I bet I take your b-, she take that - straight up the stasher

    Keep an ounce of garlic just to keep away the Draculas

    I just seek out to find my home, why can't they just leave me 'lone?

    'Cause I don't want your apple pie, no, no, mama

    I don't want your apple pie, no, yeah

    I don't want your apple pie, mami

    I don't want your apple pie no more

    I need my own pepper, pepper, please, pepper, pepper seeds

    Need my own reme-remedy, my own legacy

    Yeah, I don't want your apple pie, mama

    I need my own pepper please

    My own legacy, my own recipe

    I came to get it nominated

    From a spot that y'all seen Bun B blow up

    I hate to break your heart, I bet I'll make the mark

    That y'all see a legacy go up

    Goyard done break your pockets

    Boy, I'm out in Paris lettin' all these beats go up

    I make in one appearance what these - hatin' makin' in four seasons

    H-Town, know we gon' stunt

    I'm for real and your Rollie tick

    Look -, this the Rodeo

    But I ain't goin' out for your bullsh-

    And I don't want your apple pie, mama

    I don't wanna dap up, dap up - blockin' me

    I am everything except a rapper

    - I got it lit, 25 lighters on my dresser, oh, yeah

    Roxanne tonight

    Roxanne tonight (yup, yup)

    Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)

    Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)

    Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)

    Roxanne tonight (yup, yup, yup)

    Hmm, "Que será, será," so the story goes

    On and on and back and forth, the evolution's absolute

    Tours and shows and groupie w-

    Wouldn't hesitate if he had to shoot

    Though he'd rather not

    Forever been the elephant in the room

    That everyone can't wait to run and tell about

    The head to the body of the belligerent militant group

    That sponsors the revolution that will not be televised

    Decide to cross those lil' guys, you've obviously been ill-advised

    Yet and still, the question that arises to the mind

    Will he make it? Was it worth it?

    Did he win? Will he survive?

    The Rodeo

    🎵

  • 15 Ok Alright (feat. ScHoolboy Q)

    Travis Scott. ScHoolboy Q

    Yeah, you know we gon' be a'ight

    Leaders of the new school

    They ain't want to let us in, but they had to

    Trav, tell 'em what it is

    Zona Man in the building

    Okay, okay, okay

    Already know it's gon' be alright

    Way we going up we might be all night

    Okay, okay

    Now we gon' blow like the wind

    Should've never let us - in

    Okay, okay, okay

    Should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never, should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've-should've-should've never let us - in

    Should've never let us - in

    Should've-should've-should've never let us - in

    Okay, okay, okay

    Let's get this sh- lit poured right

    Need my drugs alright

    Call my b- up she gon' suck this d- four ways

    Four ways, now it's time to pay

    Need my money now, not tomorrow need that sh- today

    Okay, okay, okay

    Now it's bombs away

    - kissing - while my - serve them candy canes

    Okay, okay, bouncing on La Flame put you up on game

    Teach you mix a little, how to dab a little

    Them - scared them - scare, oh, yeah

    Okay, okay, okay

    Already know it's gon' be alright

    Way we going up we might be all night

    Okay, okay

    Now we gon' blow like the wind

    Should've never let us - in

    Okay, okay, okay, okay

    Should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never, should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never let us - in

    Should've-should've-should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never let us - in

    Should've-should've-should've never let us - in

    Okay, okay

    Bottom, bottom - say ho!

    Know you on top when the top get floored

    Crib where the cop won't go

    Rollie on, bling-bling, neck on ice

    Tell a - get right make a n- miss that flight

    Can a, can a - hit that twice

    Should've never let us n- in

    Got my first M 2012

    Now a $100K in the mail

    Free another hommie on bail

    Money low her p- gon' sell

    Tryna tell me money ain't s-

    When you tried to tell me water won't whip

    When you tried to say this quarter won't flip

    Since Snoop who the other rich Crip

    How Groovy get the Pringle man chip

    Walk on with a twenty yard clip

    Walk on while a real, real - limp

    Black, black - green grass no golf

    So on turn the satellite off from the set

    Feel like I died on that cross, hang on

    Okay, okay, okay

    Already know it's gon' be alright

    Way we going up we might be all night

    Okay, okay

    Now we gon' blow like the wind

    Should've never let us - in

    Okay, okay, okay

    Should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never, should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never let us - in

    Should've-should've-should've never let us - in (okay)

    Should've never let us - in

    Should've-should've-should've never let us - in

    Okay, okay

    Alright, alright, alright

    Balling down the corner

    Alright, alright, alright, alright

    Take the long way home

    Alright, alright, alright

    Alright, alright

    Alright, alright, alright, alright

    Jacques was born April 30 aye

    Doctor said he won't be home in 30 days

    He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright

    Momma said her son gon' be a gift

    Momma said her son gon' be the sh-

    He gon' be alright, alright, alright, alright

    Momma coming home with different -

    Daddy out there hanging with the killers

    Will it be alright, alright, alright, alright?

    Feel like I'ma need me a sip

    Feel like I'ma need me a -

    Make me feel alright, alright, alright, alright

    There's blood on your face, mm

    Salt on your skin

    Your battle is done, for now

    Alright, alright, alright

    Now I wanna blow these trees, alright

    Hit another lick and we gon' be alright

    Alright, alright, alright, alright

    Now we got this breeze we gon' be alright

    Hundred all we need we gon' be alright

    Alright

    Alright, alright

    Completely available to you

    Scrape a little off the top

    Come meet your puddin' pop

    All night

    🎵

  • 16 Never Catch Me

    Travis Scott

    She take a shot of Hennessy

    I take a shot of Pimp C and slow up

    I do this shit for him and me

    I'm the next lone star to blow-up

    Picture being locked in a box

    Selling beats 'cause you need dollars

    They say I can make to the league, mama

    500 dollars all we need, mama

    Then we gon' be on

    Tired of seeing the lights off

    Pops heatin' up the stove

    Was close to stealing and killing, now just to get 'em on

    Couple drinks down of Rosé

    I'm tipsy, y'all faces look like an emoji

    The RAV4 turned into a Rover

    'Til it took flight and ended up on the shoulder

    Now my money a little longer

    Lookin' back how we finnesin', we ain't know shit

    They gave me three, got twenty five on the low

    Who knew that lump sum will get me on?

    My fiftteen seconds last a little longer, longer

    I can shit all day, diaper

    Call that eating all day, itis

    Will I ever fall off? I doubt it

    No, no, no, no

    All these diamonds shinin'

    All this gold on me, all these foes on us

    How do I dodge these zombies?

    They want my soul from me

    Know that I'm gone, but one thing

    They will never catch me

    Falling off, falling off

    Never catch me falling off

    Falling off, never catch me

    Falling off, falling off

    Never catch me falling off, falling off

    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

    Right

    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

    Right

    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

    🎵

متن آهنگ « Pornography»

Nine light years away, just outside of the Kepler solar system

We find ourselves consumed and utterly mesmerized

With a story of a young rebel against the system

Refusing to conform or comply to the ways of authority

He chose the mood of "Fuck this shit"

At that moment, the one known as Jacques turned to Scott

Chose to jump off his mama porch leading the stampede of lost souls

In the middle of their metamorphosis, not quite through with their journey

Ain't made it to wherever the fuck they gon' be in life

But wherever it is, it's better than here, so fuck you, and fuck this

No monogamy, ménage with me

Pornography surrounding me

You get high with me, you come down with me

That's all I need in my fantasy

All these flashing lights-, lights-, lights

Give you some of me, you want all of me

And get high with me and come down with me

Yeah, that's all I need in my fantasy

You remind me of my ex, crazy love

We designed our love around the drugs

We both in this club, we both tryna fuck

I'ma rub a dub, tryna get a nut

No monogamy, ménage with me

Pornography surrounding me

You get high with me, you come down with me

That's all I need in my fantasy

All these flashing lights blinding me

Give you some of me, you want all of me

And get high with me and come down with me

Yeah, that's all I need in my fantasy

The story of the bastard was never told

The soul of a bastard was never sold

Will he survive, or will he fold up?

Living like a bronco, lifestyle wild and untamed

Sit sip at the top, a long list of no named

Misfits can't wait to get a chance to say "Fuck you"

To the ones who said, "Fuck you"

'Til you doing ya thing, codeine and cocaine cartels

Who leads the charge of this young mob?

"La Flame," he hears in his head, "The world is yours" (yours, yours)

Wake up, nigga, gotta get the cake up, nigga

Niggas in the bushes in the farms, might gotta rake up a nigga

I'm way too antsy 'cause my ambition's too frantic

I might need to move to Atlantis 'cause my mind too outlandish

It's the rodeo, time to get started

Houston nigga goin' James Harden

They was wildin' on us niggas in the projects

Wonder why a nigga went cold-hearted

They wanna put my soul up on an auction

But I'ma make 'em take the fall like August

And they gon' vote me right in on my caucus

And I'ma show these niggas how to get lawless

Why your hands out, asking could you hold one?

Who do I owe? Nigga, no one

They bigging you up but you low down

Animated acting frozen

I got porno pics, wish I can post 'em

Stackin' Franklins, I can't fold 'em

Niggas askin' for the old him

But I'm way too young to be the old him

I'ma make this shit crack Lamar Odom

'Til I climb to the top of the podium

So wake up, nigga, gotta get the cake up, nigga

Niggas in the bushes, niggas on the farm, might gotta rake up a nigga

I'm way too antsy 'cause my ambition's too frantic

I might move out to Atlantis 'cause my mind too outlandish

We gon' rule the world, we gon' rule the world

We gon' rule the world, hmm

Never gonna stop, never gonna stop, never ever gonna stop it!

La Flame says, "Let your ambition carry you"

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Travis Scott Travis Scott
Travis Scott

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