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BILLY GILMAN lyrics - Dare To Dream

Shamey, Shamey, Shame

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I sleep with one eye open and One foot on the floor and When I see that the coast is clear I slip right out the door Some folks think I'm trouble Bad with a capital B If I bust your bubble, Shamey, Shamey, Shame on me Shamey, Shamey, Shame on me I keep one hand in my pocket The other in the cookie jar I'm one step ahead, give me an inch I'll take the whole nine yards. Some folks think I'm trouble (he's trouble) Bad with a capital B But If I bust your bubble (he's trouble) Shamey, Shamey, Shame on me I'm as innocent as I can be A little bent on trickery A little hide and seek A little tounge in cheek Oooooooooooooooyeah!!! Some folks think I'm trouble (trouble!) Bad with a capitol B If I bust your bubble (he's trouble!) Shamey, Shamey, Shame on me Shamey, Shamey, Shame on me Shamey, Shamey, Shame Shamey, Shamey, Shame Shamey, Shamey, Shame on Me

Knew You Were Trouble

J RICE "The Covers"
Once upon a time a few mistakes ago I was in your sights, you got me alone You found me, you found me, you found me I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that And when I fell hard you took a step back Without me, without me, without me And he's long gone when he's next to me And I realize the blame is on me 'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in So shame on me now Flew me to places I'd never been 'Til you put me down, oh I knew you were trouble when you walked in So shame on me now Flew me to places I'd never been Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble No apologies, he'll never see you cry Pretend he doesn't know that he's the reason why You're drowning, you're drowning, you're drowning Now I heard you moved on from whispers on the street A new notch in your belt is all I'll ever be And now I see, now I see, now I see He was long gone when he met me And I realize the joke is on me, yeah! I knew you were trouble when you walked in So shame on me now Flew me to places I'd never been 'Til you put me down, oh I knew you were trouble when you walked in So shame on me now Flew me to places I'd never been Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble And the saddest fear comes creeping in That you never loved me or her, or anyone, or anything, yeah I knew you were trouble when you walked in So shame on me now Flew me to places I'd never been 'Til you put me down, oh I knew you were trouble when you walked in So shame on me now Flew me to places I'd never been Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble I knew you were trouble when you walked in Trouble, trouble, trouble I knew you were trouble when you walked in Trouble, trouble, trouble

Bored

ANDROIDS "Androids"
Well I have never been Thought of as strong And now between the state of What's right and wrong I dream myself a way where I have it all It seems my perfect world is Just through the door I search for trouble cos I'm bored I burst your bubble when I'm bored I'm holdin' on for you to Give me some time I know its bad to hope for But I'm not tryin' And in between the state of What's right and wrong I dream myself a way where I have it all I search for trouble cos I'm bored I burst your bubble when I'm bored [x2] Well I have never been what you would call strong I search for trouble cos I'm bored I burst your bubble when I'm bored [x2]

Dont Let The Sun Catch You Crying

Gerry And The Pacemakers
Hahahahaha It's important to learn to laugh at ourselves Don't take life too seriously! You're in a bubble The money's just tubble So call the police 'cause your coma's in trouble You're in a bubble Yet baby now cuddle You're losing control And you're selling your soul Big mouth, big money. You bitch, you ain't that funny Got somethin' to burn And love to waste It's a social climb, To big bad taste Rich bitch, sugar daddies Whizz kids, city boys Jet setting, go getting with grown-up toys Heart-breakin', money making Earth-quaking, love faking Where's your heart. Did you sell that too? You're in a bubble The money's just tubble So call the police 'cause your coma's in trouble You're in a bubble Yet baby now cuddle You're losing control And you're selling your soul Paranoid star lover You talk rich and that's your cover The more you get the more you chase Wipe that prada smile From your rada face Dressed up messed up Green-eyed sycophant Pushy mother lost brother In real hot pants Heart breaking, money making Hot-headed fool Get your own way Divide and rule You're in a bubble The money's just tubble So call the police 'cause your coma's in trouble You're in a bubble Yet baby now cuddle You're losing control And you're selling your soul

In The Middle

SUGABABES "Three"
I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) [Chorus:] I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) Sooner or later this drunken elevator Is gonna stop where I'm supposed to be It's ten past eleven, I'm half way up to heaven But I'm stuck in reality Night's kind of funny Not in it for the money But I know that I've gotta pay Love's gonna getcha But only when I letcha And I don't wanna turn away Why can't the boys be the toys That the girls want the boys to be And why can't the girls see the world That the boys want the girls to see, yeah [Chorus:] I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) Midnight is on the low No front just sing the flow We're speaking all in code To get to the place we know Sweat is running down my back I'm wearing leather, black Falling into a trap There is no turning back I got my ladies with me Fellas get cool and freaky But we've gotta keep him tame Cos we don't wanna play that game Everybody from the block Needs to be feeling nice It ain't no weakest party But get up enjoy the ride What you see and what you hear Can never be exposed Acting out of character Is everything we know [Chorus:] I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) [Chorus:] I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) I know it's kind of tender My body's tired It's freaky but I'm ready for this bumpy ride Everybody's tripping It's all insane But the voices in my head are saying it's ok Trying to slow it down I race against the rush Gotta keep it cool to avoid the crush Adrenaline is spinnin' and it's starting to show That I've moved it on 'Coz I've changed the flow [Chorus:] I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) [Chorus:] I'm caught up in the middle Jumping through the riddle I'm falling just a little tonight (uh uh) Cos everybody's making trouble Someone's burst their bubble But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh) But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh)

Looking For Trouble

KANYE WEST
[Pusha T:] Re-Up Gang Pusha (Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble) But you found it muthafucker Yes All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses shoveling that devil’s angel up they noses never let jail turn my shine into Moses couldn’t cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted posters the audacity, war brings casualty bitch have my son before I face that tragedy ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse Gone!!! (You seek out problems) (Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble) But you found it motherfucker [Kanye West:] I’m here, it’s the misogyny bad bitches massaging me sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges so please don’t judge me, ugh, for the following fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling take of that Givenchy and let’s get raunchy I have your face looking all Captain Cruncy the devil stay testing ’cause when you chase the pussy it’s a sin but if it falls in your lap it’s a blessing soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive had used the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers) [Cyhi The Prynce:] Cyhi, Cyhi, Yeah boy, we looking for trouble maybe if we wasn’t black then we wouldn’t have struggled player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my huddle they cook and I smuggle got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle so I’m running through them circles, boy I’m looking like Knuckles look at my knuckles, got the hook in ’cause niggas was looking I’ve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog I’m good for a scuffle don’t be mad I whooped your ass ’cause I’ve tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn’t rebuttal ‘cause I’m Jake Gyllenhaal, I’m in the hood with the bubble with a tall model broad like I took her from Russell didn’t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts ain’t nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh but now I’m eating off of rather yellow gold exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes but don’t get it confused when I rap these mellow flows ‘cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road [Big Sean:] GOOD, I do it B.I.G. Sean Don nigga (But you found it mutherfucker) bitch I’m in, that no-smoke sec’ rolling motherfucking ounces marijuana mountains, drinks you’re not pronouncing three chains on, I don’t need no bouncers nothing less than a G stack’s in my trousers (Boy) new double-D’s smashed in her blouses fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses) my nigga, we rent houses so many wedding rings lost in them couches I’m just a Westside lover I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber this is showtime, showtime, boy I hope you set the DVR stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR ‘Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne so now I’m snapping like yo’ ass just finished a poem does he sound like ‘Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake? meanwhile, I’m chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you ain’t consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime a killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime greet me wit a middle finger when you see me it’s cool, ’cause I can’t see yo’ ass from this side of the TV muthafucker [J. Cole] Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one what you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones down played me to downgrade me like they don’t notice son your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in ‘em fucking hoes while teaching niggas to hold your sons this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Joseph’s son high as fuck with a cold flow and a loaded gun never say I’m better than Hov, but I’m the closest one heard you looking for trouble, what, I’m supposed to run? yo’ bitch invited me inside her, ain’t I supposed to cum? got niggas that’ll blow your tee off, put a hole in one now you outside of heaven’s gate, fronting like you know someone talking hard, but y’all still ain’t push me they say you are what you eat, and I still ain’t pussy fuck it, everybody can get it when you’re this hot, everybody’s a critic but when you’re this high everybody’s a midget all this mean mugging from niggas that mean nothing could it be my position is one that you dreamed of? went from quarter to broke to half past rich with my badass bitch and you don’t want no problems on some math class shit so check the young genius out fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout I thought that real shit is what you been fiending ’bout what you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout? ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming ’bout

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