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Part I: Tinashe x Beyoncé - Nasty / Baby Boy (Mashup)

[Verse 1: Tinashe]

Now you'll find out

Is somebody gonna match my freak?

Is somebody gonna match my nasty?

I got stamina, they say I'm an athlete

(Oh, ah) Is somebody gonna match my freak? (My freak)

(Oh, ah) Need somebody with a good technique? (Good technique)

(Oh, ah) Is somebody gonna match my nasty?

Pillow talking got my throat raspy

[Chorus: Tinashe]

If you keep up with me

I'll keep on coming back

If you do it too good

I'm gonna get attached

'Cause it feels like Heaven

When it hurts so bad

Baby, put it on me

I like it just like that

Just like that

[Refrain: Tinashe]

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that)

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty— (I like it just like that)

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that)

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I'vе been a nasty, nasty, nasty—

[Verse 2: Tinashe]

Big time, pull up, make a scenе

Party's lame, no vibe, we can leave

Shotgun, my thighs on his seat

I ain’t got nothing underneath

Looks like you're 'bout to spend the night (Uh-uh)

Looks like I'm 'bout to change your life (Uh-uh)

Wife type, he's staying for a week (Uh-uh)

So I might just let him pay the lease

[Chorus: Tinashe]

If you keep up with me

I'll keep on coming back (Oh-ooh)

If you do it too good

I'm gonna get attached (Oh-ooh)

'Cause it feels like Heaven

When it hurts so bad

Baby, put it on me

I like it just like that (Like it)

Just like that

[Refrain: Tinashe]

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that)

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty— (I like it just like that)

I've been a nasty girl, nasty

I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Just like that)

I've been a nasty girl, nasty (Oh)

I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty—

[Chorus: Tinashe]

If you keep up with me

I'll keep on coming back

If you do it too good

I'm gonna get attached

'Cause it feels like Heaven

When it hurts so bad

Baby, put it on me

I like it just like that (Like it just like that)

Just like that

[Outro: Tinashe]

(Uh-uh) Nasty, nasty, nasty— (Uh-uh)

Part II: T-Pain (feat. Yung Joc) x Syzy - Buy U A Drank / Drizzle.Down (Mashup)

[Intro: T-Pain & Yung Joc]

(Shawty snap)

Yeah, T-Pain

(Damn, shawty snap)

Shawty, Yung Joc

(Shawty Snappin')

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, she snappin'

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Yeah, snap yo' fingers, do yo' step

You can do it all by yourself (Woo!)

[Verse 1: T-Pain]

Baby girl, what's your name?

Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drank

I'm T-Pain, you know me

Konvict Muzic, Nappy Boy, ooh wee

I know the club close at three

What's the chances of you rollin' with me?

Back to the crib, show you how I live

Let's get drunk, forget what we did

[Chorus: T-Pain]

I'ma buy you a drank

And then I'ma take you home with me

I got money in the bank

Shawty, what you think 'bout that?

I'll be in the grey Cadillac

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah

[Verse 2: T-Pain]

Talk to me, I talk back

Let's talk money, I talk that

Crunk juice bombs, Oakley shades

Shawty got class, oh behave

Let's get gone, walk it out (Now walk it out)

Just like that, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout

We gon' have fun, you gon' see

On that Patrón you should get like me

[Chorus: T-Pain]

I'ma buy you a drank, woah, oh-ooh, woah

And then I'ma take you home with me

I got money in the bank

Shawty, what you think 'bout that?

I'll be in the grey Cadillac

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah

[Verse 3: Yung Joc]

Won't you meet me at the bar, respect big pimpin'

Tell me how you feel, mama tell me what you sippin'

A certified dime piece, deserve Louis one three

One fifty a shot, three for you and three for me

I'm checking your body language, I love the conversation

And when you lick your lips I get a tingling sensation

Now were both 'bout tipsy, you say you in the mood

All I need is 'bout a hour, better yet maybe two

Let me take you where I live, Ferrari switch gears

When I whisper in your ear, your legs hit the chandelier

Passion fruit and sex all in the atmosphere

I'ma let T-Pain sing it so he can make it clear

[Chorus: T-Pain]

I'ma buy you a drank, woah, oh-ooh, woah

And then I'ma take you home with me

I got money in the bank

Shawty, what you think 'bout that?

I'll be in the grey Cadillac

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah

[Bridge: Jay Lyriq & Tay Dizm]

Let's get gone, walk it out

Now walk it out think about it, oh snap

Now rock, rock, rock, rock

You can do it all by yourself

Let's get gone, walk it out

Now walk it out think about it, oh snap

Now rock, rock, rock, rock

You can do it all by yourself

[Chorus: T-Pain]

I'ma buy you a drank

And then I'ma take you home with me

I got money in the bank

Shawty, what you think 'bout that?

I'll be in the grey Cadillac

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh

We in the bed like, ooh, ooh, woah, ooh, woah, woah, ooh, ooh, woah

Part III: feardorian - I Had That Shirt Ur Wearing 7 Years Ago

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Part IV: melvchapo x Cowgirl Clue x Bktherula - Seeing 20 / Picket Fence / Tatti (Mashup)

[Intro: melvchapo]

Chapo

Yeah, yeah

Huh, huh

F-Finna roll me up a 'Wood, lemme get it jiggy

[Verse: melvchapo]

Broke-ass bitch, you ain't never seeing 20

Doing donuts in yo' hood like I work at Krispy

Call me Weezy, I ain't stopping 'til I see a Milli (A Milli)

I could never treat a bitch, sluts too tricky

Fuck niggas falling off like they tooth wiggly (Uh)

I'm a cold bitch, they know that I get it chilly

I'ma pop my shit like a motherfuckin' wheelie (Yah)

Bitch, I got that Blick, you know that I keep it on me

In the club wit' Kiko, bitch, you is not my homie (On God)

Bitch I got that Mac, I ain't talkin' 'bout the 'roni

Skatin' on yo' block, hawk it down, I feel like Tony (Yah)

All I do is go ham on these bitches like some damn baloney (Yah)

Bitches talkin' mad as fuck, okay, get hit wit' fully loaded

They know I'm a badass, shout out to that nigga George

Shout out to them niggas that be hatin' on the kid

You can't claim me like no square on God I like to smoke a cig

I was smokin' on yo' bro, but not no more 'cause that shit mid

Pockets lookin' like a fat bitch, them hoes been gettin' big

Yeah, yeah

[Verse: Bktherula]

I had to dub the same bitch like a two-time, I can't keep laying it up

I'm on God time, keep a mace, nigga, I ain't K-in' it up

Uh, you was hatin' on me on the door, but it's mine now

Get your face card up (azure)

Uh, and I got your ho right now showin' her pussy on FaceTime, yeah (Uh)

And I can't even fuck on your ho, the discernment is too top lock (What?)

They ain't expect me to go up like this, they moms and pops is shocked

Bitch, try to hack my phone again, I'm callin' the cops

I'm just way too grown, way too swaggy to have opps (Oh)

Yeah, I cleanse my ego with that Holy Spirit juice

Rue Santana with the bands, man, you can have it too

First day out the crutch, I'm cookin' it up in a secret stu (Uh)

First day out the crutch, ain't no second chance, you through, you through (Uh)

[Chorus: Bktherula]

Now you'll find out

Rue Santanny, huh, bitch, take off your panties, huh

If you not a pretty bitch, you won't understand me, huh

Slow and steady win the race, bitch, fuck a ranny, huh

LVL5, 5-5-5, bitch, double 10-y, huh

Now you'll find out

Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar

You don't like me, okay, cool, bitch, ha-ha-ha

I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya

You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias

Now you'll find out

Oh, Rue Santanny, huh, bitch, take off your panties, huh

If you not a pretty bitch, you won't understand me, huh

Slow and steady win the race, bitch, fuck a ranny, huh

LVL5, 5-5-5, bitch, double 10-y, huh

Now you'll find out

Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar

You don't like me, okay, cool, bitch, ha-ha-ha

I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya

You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias (Oh)

Now you'll find out

[Outro]

You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias

You a, you a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias

Part V: Chase Icon x Felix da Housecat - Like Me / Glitz Rock (Mashup)

[Verse 1: Chase Icon, Bktherula]

Now you'll find out

You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias

You a, you a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias

You bitches ain't like me

You a bad bitch

You bitches ain't like me

Send me pictures of your tattias

You bitches ain't like me

You a, you a bad bitch

You bitches ain't like me

Send me pictures of your tattias

You bitches ain't like me

[Chorus: Chase Icon, Bktherula]

You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias

You bitches ain't like me

You a, you a bad bitch

You bitches ain't like me

[Verse 1: Chase Icon]

You bitches ain't like me

Brand new style, 120's on the feet

And I don't do a thing for the free

All up in the Ritz and we're fucking to the beat

Ice cream Kelly on me

Lemonade bob, let it dance in the breeze

We're gettin' tan in the keys

I need an X pill and a man with the sleaze

[Chorus: Chase Icon]

You bitches ain't like me

You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it)

You bitches ain't like me

You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it)

[Verse 2: Chase Icon]

Pull up at the show, then they hit me with the profit

You try to do my walk, but you really just talk it

I can play a snippet and they're begging me to drop it

Post it on my page 'cause I know you bitches stalk it

Stop it, get another topic

You're not a brat, bitch, you're a Polly Pocket

I got the nerve to put you bitches on the docket

I see your ugly ass baby and I block it (Block it)

[Chorus: Chase Icon]

You bitches ain't like me

You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it)

You bitches ain't like me

Now you'll find out

You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it)

[Verse 3: Chase Icon]

You bitches ain't like me

Brand new style 'cause I never repeat

You bitches ain't like me

And I don't do a thing for the free

Like me— like me—

All up in the Ritz and we're fucking to the beat

You bitches ain't like me

Ice cream Kelly on me

You bitches ain't like me

Lemonade bob in the breeze, tanning in the keys

You bitches ain't like me

I'm 'bout to get up on my knees

Like me— like me—

'Cause I need a X pill and a man who can do it like me

You bitches ain't like me

I-I like it rough and harder than a diamond

You bitches ain't like me

H-he could hit the blunt while he's breaking in my hymen

You bitches ain't like me

I-I can make him do what I say like Simon

Like me— like me—

So soft, but he's built like a lineman

You bitches ain't like me

Back to the money, all you bitches owe me for paying your rent

You bitches ain't like me

And no, you can't come backstage at my event

You bitches ain't like me

'Cause, baby, I'm a VIP, nobody put you on the list

Like me— like me—

[Bridge: Chase Icon]

Sorry sis, I wouldn't have it this way

Sorry I'm pretty and easy to hate

Sorry the gays let you think that you ate

But it's over, bitch, now give me that plate

[Chorus: Chase Icon, Minju, Iroha]

You bitches ain't like me

You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it)

내 심장이 lub-dub, 자꾸만 뛰어

You bitches ain't like me

You bitches ain't like me (Just stop it)

저 멀리서도

[Outro: Chase Icon, Iroha, Yunah, Moka, *Wonhee*]

Oh (Oh), my (My) gosh (Gosh)

Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it

끌어당겨 you're my crush

Stop it, stop it (Just stop it)

초능력처럼

Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it

거대한 자석이 된 것만 같아 my heart

Stop it, stop it (Chase Icon) (Just stop it)

Ice cream Kelly on me (Just stop it)

네 모든 게 내 맘에 달라붙어버려, boy

Ice cream Kelly on me (You bitches ain't like me)

Ice cream Kelly on me (Stop it)

We're magnetized, 인정할게

Cream on me (You bitches ain't like—)

*This time, I want*

Part VI: ILLIT (아일릿) x quadeca - Magnetic / I MAKE IT LOOK EFFORTLESS (Mashup)

[Chorus: Wonhee, Minju]

You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic

You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림

You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic

You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림

[Post-Chorus: Moka, Iroha, Yunah, Wonhee]

Bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae

Dash-da-da, dash-da-da, dash-da

Like it's magnetic

Bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae, bae

Dash-da-da, dash-da-da

Baby, don't say no

[Verse 2: Minju, Wonhee]

정반대 같아 our type

넌 J 난 완전 P

S와 N 극이지만

그래서 끌리지

내가 만들래 green light

여잔 배짱이지

So let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go

[Pre-Chorus: Moka, Yunah, Iroha]

숨기고 싶지 않아 자석 같은 my heart

내 맘의 끌림대로 너를 향해 갈게, boy

We're magnetized, 인정할게

This time, I want

[Chorus: Iroha, Minju]

You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic

You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림

You, you, you, you, like it's magnetic

You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, super 이끌림

[Bridge: Yunah, Minju, Moka, Iroha, *Wonhee*]

No push and pull, 전속력으로 너에게 갈게 (In a rush, in a rush)

Our chemistry, 난 과몰입해 지금 순간에 (Baby, you're my crush, you're my crush)

No push and pull, 네게 집중 후회는 안 할래 (Gonna dash, gonna dash)

Never holding back, 직진해, yeah (직진해, yeah)

*This time, I want*

Part VII: GloRilla (feat. Cardi B) x Nadia Oh - Tomorrow 2 / My Egyptian Lover (Mashup)

[Intro: GloRilla, Wonhee]

This time, I want

(Cheese, his name is Cheese)

They say they don't fuck with me (Cheese), but I say they can't fuck with me

Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me?

[Verse 1: GloRilla]

P-poppin' shit, you would think I went to school for chiropractin' (Poppin')

Lookin' good as hell today, just sent my nigga five attachments (Look at this)

Why did you confront me 'bout a nigga? Man, you bitches backwards (Stupid ass)

They come at me 'bout niggas who I don't even find attractive (Ugh)

I don't know that nigga, I just seened him on the town before

I can't be up in her face, I took her nigga down before (Nah)

When I lose a nigga, I just pop out and go find some more (Easy)

Soon as I feel like my time get wasted, then it's time to go (Deuces)

They say they don't fuck with me, but I say they can't fuck with me (On gang)

Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me (Huh?)

Them bitches should've stayed down, they could've been up with me (Too bad)

But all they doin' is talkin' down, 'cause they can't get up with me (Lame ass)

My ex fuckin' on my old friend, both they ass some fuckin' clowns (Hahahaha)

Thinkin' that she got one up on me, she got my hand-me-downs (Lame ass ho)

He thought he wasn't gon' have to stand on shit, like he was handicap (Thought it was)

Make that nigga stand on that, now his ass can't stand me now

High as fuck, I'm lit, yuh, I don't smoke no swishers (Nope)

Slidin' with my gang and 'nem, look at them like sisters (That's gang)

These bitches be lettin' them go out sad about these niggas (Ugh)

I don't wanna hang with them, they don't handle business (They can't hang with us)

They be goin' for anything, but I can't go for none of that (None of that)

Why would I go chase you if I know you gon' come runnin' back? (Fuckin' dumb)

Cut everybody off, lately been feelin' like the lumberjack (Fuck 'em)

They really had me fucked up, and I wasn't goin' for none of that (None of that)

She the type, the nigga make her mad she go tweet somethin' (Ugh)

Me, I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin' (Beat 'em up)

I can't love you, baby, like your bitch do, so don't leave her (Keep that bih)

He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her (Hahaha)

[Chorus: GloRilla]

Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah)

Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me)

Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)

Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows

[Verse 2: Cardi B & GloRilla]

Ridin' with my twin and 'nem (Skrrt), and we all look good as fuck (Gang)

She say she my opp but I don't know her, had to look her up (Fuck is you?)

I know that I'm rich, but I can't help it, bitch, I'm hood as fuck (Woo)

I've been on these bitches neck so long, sometimes my foot get stuck (Ah)

I can't put you in my business (No), you might wish me dead tomorrow (Yeah)

Bitches be on dick today, sing every word of "Up" tomorrow (Up)

Bitch, I still got cases open, keep your mouth shut tomorrow (Shh)

Play with me today then get some sleep, you know it's up tomorrow (Woo)

Fake bitch, that's why my friend fucked on your nigga (Ah-ha)

Both you bitches pussy, I think y'all should scissor (Ah-ah-ah)

She bought a chain, I bought the same one, even bigger (Bitch, it's bigger)

She throwin' shots, that's how I know I got her triggered (Ah)

I don't speak dog ho (Woof), I don't care what no bitch say (No)

I stay on her mind, I got condos in that bitch head (Ah)

She say she don't fuck with me (Who?), who said that you can, ho? (Never)

That nigga a munch and he gon' eat me like a mango

Long ass weave, it be ticklin' my ass crack (Ah)

Wonder what I'll do tomorrow that these hoes will be mad at (Huh?)

All y'all bitches sweet, and I always get my lick, boo (Facts)

I, I fight for my bitches and I'm fightin' over dick too (That, that, Cardi)

[Chorus: GloRilla]

Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah)

Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow

Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)

Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrow

Can't say your name up in my songs, might not fuck with you tomorrow (Nah)

Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a fuck tomorrow (That's just me)

Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as fuck tomorrow (Duh)

Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows

Intermission: ‎underscores & gabby start - Locals (Girls like us)

[Intro: underscores]

Now you'll find out

Machinery, catharsis, technology

Rag-tag, transcendent, slapstick

Try-hard, high-strung, neurotic

Blue Cross, golden arches, pearly gates

Now you'll find out

Supermarket, interstate, picket fence

Domestic, citizen's arrest, vestibule

Two-story, J name, gas station, phantom pain

Art therapist, eggshell white, office park

Parking garage, mall, retail, micropolitan, turnpike

Private property, killing point, agenda

Now you'll find out

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

Good luck

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

Good luck

Now you'll find out

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

(Good luck)

[Refrain: underscores]

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

Part VIII: Future x PuSh x ML Buch - Life Is Good / Strange World / Dust Beam (Mashup)

[Chorus: Future, underscores]

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo

I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo

Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo

I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since, woo

[Verse 1: Future, underscores]

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

Granny, she was standin' right there while I catch a play on a brick, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

I make them lil' niggas go haywire, Taliban in this bitch, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

I done been down bad in them trenches, had to ride with that stick, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

Who gave you pills? Who gave you that dust? Pluto sent you on a lick, woo

Too many convicts that roll with me to play in this shit, woo

I'm tryna avoid nonsense, get Osama spray in this bitch, woo

They at the candlelight lightin' it up, nigga, anybody can get it, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

I'm on a PJ lightin' it up, Backwood full of sticky, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

I'm tryna tote that Draco in London and it's extended, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

They gotta stretch a nigga out, we gon' die for this shit, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

Yeah, I ride for my niggas, I lie to my bitch, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

We some poor, high-class niggas, made it, we rich, yeah

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

It's like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

I got pink toes that talk different languages, woo

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew

Got Promethazine in my blood and Percocet, yeah

[Chorus: Future, underscores]

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

Hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring on a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain and Audemars-ed the bitch, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

Dropped three dollars on a ring, cost a Bentley truck, lil' bitch, woo

Sinew, sinew, sinew, sinew

I was in the trap servin' cocaine, I ain't been the same since

[Verse 2: Future]

Racks by the ton, I call up Serena

I go tremendo for new fettuccine

All fact though, carat the pinky

All fact though, we ordered the Fiji

I'm in the loop with the voo, I'm in the loop with the woo, which one you workin'?

I'll put your face on the news, I'll put the pussy on the shirt after I murk it

Then make 'em go shoot up the hearse, cost me a quarter bird, nigga, it's worth it

And you a maniac, a fuckin' alien, how you splurgin'?

Got that kitty cat, I'm havin' fun with that, goin' Birkin

[Chorus: Future]