دانلود آلبوم Rodeo از Travis Scott
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01 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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02 Oh My Dis Side (feat. 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
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03 3500 (feat. Future & 2 Chainz)
04 Wasted (feat. 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?
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05 90210 (feat. 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 -
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06 Pray 4 Love (feat. 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)
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)
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
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
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)
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)
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
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13 I Can Tell
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
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14 Apple Pie
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
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15 Ok Alright (feat. 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
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16 Never Catch Me
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)
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دانلود رایگان آلبوم Rodeo از Travis Scott | با کیفیت عالی + متن
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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تراویس اسکات با نام اصلی ژاک برمن وبستر دوم در ۳۰ آوریل ۱۹۹۱ در هیوستون تگزاس به دنیا آمد و به عنوان یکی از مطرحترین رپرها، خوانندگان و تهیهکنندگان موسیقی آمریکا شناخته میشود. او از دوران نوجوانی علاقه زیادی به موسیقی داشت و پس از ترک دانشگاه به طور جدی وارد عرصه هیپهاپ شد. نام هنری او ترکیبی از نام یکی از عموهایش و نام واقعی کید کادی، هنرمند محبوبش، است. اسکات با سبک خاص خود که ترکیبی از هیپهاپ، ترپ و پاپ رپ است توانست خیلی زود توجه مخاطبان جهانی را جلب کند. تراویس اسکات در سال ۲۰۱۲ اولین قرارداد بزرگ خود را با کمپانی Epic Records امضا کرد و همزمان به عنوان تهیهکننده در شرکت GOOD Music کانیه وست فعالیت داشت. یک سال بعد با همکاری T.I. وارد Grand Hustle Records شد. نخستین میکستیپ رسمی او با نام Owl Pharaoh در سال ۲۰۱۳ منتشر شد و پس از آن Days Before Rodeo در سال ۲۰۱۴ جایگاه او را در میان هنرمندان نوظهور تثبیت کرد. این آثار زمینهساز انتشار نخستین آلبوم استودیویی او شدند. در سال ۲۰۱۵ آلبوم Rodeo منتشر شد که با قطعاتی مانند «Antidote» موفقیت تجاری و هنری زیادی کسب کرد. یک سال بعد آلبوم Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight توانست در صدر جدول بیلبورد ۲۰۰ قرار گیرد و اولین آلبوم شماره یک او باشد. تراویس اسکات در سال ۲۰۱۷ با کوآوو گروه Huncho Jack را تشکیل داد و آلبوم مشترک آنها نیز با استقبال خوبی مواجه شد. این همکاریها نشاندهنده توانایی او در ایجاد پروژههای متنوع و موفق بود. آلبوم Astroworld در سال ۲۰۱۸ نقطه عطفی در کارنامه تراویس اسکات بود. این آلبوم با نقدهای مثبت گسترده همراه شد و قطعه «Sicko Mode» با همکاری دریک توانست به رتبه نخست جدول بیلبورد ۱۰۰ برسد. موفقیت این آلبوم باعث شد اسکات به یکی از چهرههای اصلی موسیقی هیپهاپ تبدیل شود. در سالهای بعد او با انتشار آثاری مانند JackBoys و تکآهنگهای موفق دیگر همچنان در صدر توجهات باقی ماند و چندین بار نامزد جایزه گرمی شد. زندگی شخصی تراویس اسکات نیز مورد توجه رسانهها بوده است. او از سال ۲۰۱۷ تا ۲۰۲۳ با کایلی جنر رابطه داشت و حاصل این رابطه دو فرزند به نامهای استورمی و ایر وبستر هستند. اسکات علاوه بر موسیقی در حوزههای تجاری نیز فعالیت داشته و برند شخصی خود با نام Cactus Jack Records را راهاندازی کرده است. اجراهای زنده پرانرژی او و سبک خاص موسیقیاش باعث شده همچنان یکی از محبوبترین و تأثیرگذارترین هنرمندان نسل خود باشد.