Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown [11-30-20]

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20 Chris Brown – Say You Love Me ft Young Thug
19 Ne-Yo – U 2 Luv ft Jeremih
18 DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake
17 Pop Smoke – The Woo ft 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch
16 Saweetie – Tap In
15 Juice WRLD – Wishing Well
14 Young Dolph – RNB ft Megan Thee Stallion
13 The Weeknd – Blinding Lights
12 Don Toliver – After Party
11 DJ Khaled – Greece ft Drake
10 H.E.R. – Slide ft YG
9 Megan Thee Stallion – Savage
8 Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred
7 Justin Bieber – Holy ft Chance the Rapper
6 Jawsh 685 – Savage Love
5 24kGoldn – Mood ft Iann Dior
4 Travis Scott – Franchise ft Young Thug & M.I.A.
3 DaBaby – Blind ft Young Thug
2 Internet Money – Lemonade ft Don Toliver, Gunna & Nav
1 Drake – Laugh Now Cry Later ft Lil Durk

Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown [11-15-20]

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20 G-Eazy – Hate The Way
19 Meghan Thee Stallion – Savage
18 DJ Khaled – Greece ft Drake
17 Pop Smoke – The Woo ft 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch
16 Saweetie – Tap In
15 Drake – Laugh Now Cry Later ft Lil Durk
14 Cardi B – WAP ft Megan Thee Stallion
13 Jhene Aiko – BS ft H.E.R.
12 Internet Money – Lemonade ft Don Toliver, Gunna & Nav
11 Jawsh 685 – Savage Love
10 Young Dolph – RNB ft Megan Thee Stallion
9 Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred
8 24kGoldn – Mood ft Iann Dior
7 Jack Harlow – What’s Poppin
6 Travis Scott – Franchise ft Young Thug & M.I.A.
5 Juice WRLD – Wishing Well
4 DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake
3 DaBaby – Blind ft Young Thug
2 Don Toliver – After Party
1 The Weeknd – Blinding Lights

Mullato – Muwop [Nightly JAM]

[Intro: Mulatto & Gucci Mane]
Big Latto
Guwop
Ayy (J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Mulatto]
I’m a freek-a-leek (Oh)
But I can’t let a broke nigga beat (No)
Know we from the streets (Yeah)
So when you see me, nigga, don’t speak (Shh)
Put ’em straight to sleep
I don’t sell pussy, but this ain’t cheap (On God)
Abracadabra, got rappers and trappers
Yeah, I got some tricks up my sleeve (Woo)
Drama? I’m with the shits
You want a problem? I wanna hit
Old ho-ass, trick-ass, ready-to-snitch-ass
Simp-ass, weak-ass bitch (Bitch)
My DM is flooded, my AP is flooded
Still wet this bitch up with the stick (Grrah)
Don’t give a fuck, I’m runnin’ it up
Big Latto, I pop my shit (Yeah)

[Chorus: Mulatto]
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Yeah), get it from my mama (Yeah)
I’m not with the games, I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Mulatto]
I look good-good, bitch, I’m fine-fine (Fine-fine)
Make him give me brain, make him give me Einstein
I walked in the meetin’, label seen a dollar sign (Cash)
It took a couple M’s for me to sign the dotted line
Slim waist with a booty, this nigga dumb if he lose me (Yeah)
This boy think I love him, bitch, I’m Big Latto not Suzie (Bitch, yeah)
Film him eatin’ this coochie (Oh), I swear my life is a movie (Oh)
Walked on nasty with Boosie and now I got one with Gucci (Wop)

[Chorus: Mulatto]
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Yeah), get it from my mama (Yeah)
I’m not with the games, I’m with all the drama (Yeah)
Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
First I take off her bra, she like to fuck in the car
I just shot up the club, that mean I’m fuckin’ her raw
When your bitch seen me, she fell in love on the spot
Don’t wear your heart on the sleeve, don’t put no trust in no thot (No)
I’m a crazy-ass nigga, got a bipolar temper
Go to sleep with my pistol, go to war ’bout my sister
I would fix my bitch body, but she was fine already
Tried to sign Mulatto, but she was signed already (Well, damn)
Chopsticks like Karrueche, I’ma film, make a movie
Sick and tired of Big Gucci, couldn’t retire for Gucci
Can’t expire, work for hire, favorite rapper is Gucci
Favorite trapper is Gucci, I’m a legend like Tookie
Opposite of John Legend, I touch keys with no music
Ask “How I know it’s a hit?” (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), because J. White just produced it (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Favorite gun is the Uzi, favorite rapper is Gucci
Favorite trapper is Gucci, I’ma film, this a movie

[Chorus: Mulatto]
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I’m a very freaky girl (Girl), get it from my mama (Mama)
I’m not with the games (Games), I’m with all the drama (Drama)
Make him give me brain (Ayy) in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)


Bryce Vine & Cheat Codes – Stay [Nightly JAM]

[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay

[Verse 1: Bryce Vine]
Cancel my flight
I’ll be home Sunday but not just tonight
Push back my life
I take for granted these things that I like
Champagne showers are comin’ down
Plans on ice, I go in and out
Ain’t no way I can stick around
I say the same thing еverytime

[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leavе but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay

[Post-Chorus: Bryce Vine]
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay[Verse 2: Bryce Vine]
Cancel my ride
We in this convo just startin’ a vibe (A vibe)
I can’t decide
Smoke to my left and Patron to my right
3AM and it’s gettin’ loud
One more hit then I’m passin’ out
Ain’t no way I can stick around
I say the same thing everytime

[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay

[Post-Chorus: Bryce Vine]
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay

[Verse 3: Bryce Vine]
I know we got a lot we could celebrate
Man I want it all, I don’t wanna wait
Still I never get enough
Slow it all down, ’til I’m lost in another rush
One more hour, another mile
Three shots later, I’m in and out
Ain’t no way I can stick around
I say the same thing everytime

[Chorus: Bryce Vine]
I know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Why we gotta work when we wanna play?
Take another shot for the memory
Don’t wanna leave you, I’m tryna be here
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay

[Post-Chorus: Bryce Vine]
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Gotta leave but I wanna stay
Gotta leave, gotta leave (Gotta leave)
Know I gotta leave but I wanna stay


Ella Mai – Not Another Love Song [Nightly JAM]

    [Intro]
    I don’t wanna mess this up
    Could it be too much to say I’m in—

    [Verse 1]
    Deep in, swimmin’ in my feelings
    I’ve been here before but it feels like I’m drownin’
    Sinkin’, am I overthinkin’?
    Tell me, am I foolish to think you need me here?
    Oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh
    I wanna do this again
    Oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I’m goin’ down ’cause I know that it’s you I see in my dreams
    I’m goin’ down, let me drown over you, livin’ in my dreams (In my dreams)

    [Chorus]
    I love the way you do it, don’t stop, don’t wanna lose it
    I love the way you do it to me (To me)
    I love the way you (The way) do it, don’t stop (Do it to me), don’t wanna lose it
    I love the way you do it to me (I love the way you do it to me)
    Oh, oh, oh, oh

    [Post-Chorus]
    I don’t wanna mess this up
    Could it be too much to say I’m in—
    I just wanna know what’s up, do you feel it? ‘Cause I think I’m in (Lovе)

    [Verse 2]
    I’m finna take my time, my mind, my rules
    This ain’t no crimе
    Makin’ love to you, though you ain’t say this
    But I had a hard time waitin’ for you, boy (Oh, oh, oh)
    Like ooh, boy, you, boy
    Got me where you want, just gotta say and it’s on
    It’s like, ooh, boy, do you know you got me like where do you go and you ignore though, I, I (I wanna do this again)
    Oh, oh, ooh, oh, I wanna do this again (I wanna, I wanna)
    Oh, oh, ooh, oh, I wanna do this again
    Oh, oh, ooh, oh

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I’m goin’ down ’cause I know that it’s you I see in my dreams
    I’m goin’ down, let me drown over you, livin’ in my dreams (In my dreams)

    [Chorus]
    I love the way you do it, don’t stop, don’t wanna lose it
    I love the way you do it to me (I love it)
    I love the way you (The way) do it, don’t stop (Do it to me), don’t wanna lose it
    I love the way you do it to me (I love the way you do it to me)
    Oh, oh, oh, oh

    [Post-Chorus]
    I don’t wanna mess this up
    Could it be too much to say I’m in—
    I just wanna know what’s up, do you feel it? ‘Cause I think I’m in
    Love (Love)

    [Outro]
    I guess it’s all in my head until you let my body know
    ‘Cause everyone needs you, babe
    Want nobody but you, babe
    So tell me what you gon’ do, babe?
    Not another love song


    Travis Scott – Franchise ft Young Thug & MIA

      [Intro: Travis Scott]
      Yeah
      Yeah-yeah, yeah
      Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
      Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm

      [Chorus: Travis Scott & Young Thug]
      Yup, in my white tee
      Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
      Uh, they gon’ wipe you before you wipe me
      On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Yeah)

      [Verse 1: Travis Scott, M.I.A. & Young Thug]
      Cacti, not no iced tea (Ah)
      Uh, got ’em bamboozled like I’m Spike Lee (Ah)
      Uh, you need more than Google just to find me (Ah)
      Uh, I just called up bae to get her hyphy (Ah, ooh)
      Incredible, ici-ici, general
      I just start the label just to sign me
      Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese (Woo, woo, woo, ooh, ooh)
      Uh, we’ve been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely (Yeah)
      (I seen his face, seen it) Yup, on his white tee, uh (Let’s go)

      [Verse 2: Young Thug]
      Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people (Call ’em, hol’ on, brrt)
      Private flight to France, tryna sight-see (On private flights, brrat)
      Popped ’em in his hands, he was typin’ (Da, da, da)
      Caterpillar ‘Rari, I fold it, lift it up (Up)
      I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup (Ayy)
      Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, “Keep the luck” (Luck)
      Keep that, keep that ho (Uh-uh)
      R.I.P. Pop, keep the smoke (Ayy, slatt)
      Talk to me nicely (Talk to me nicely)
      Keep her on a chain, that ain’t like me (That ain’t like me)
      Scotts with no strings, you can’t tie me (Scotts with the, hol’ on, bitch)
      I’m higher than the plane, I’m where the Skypes be (Doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
      Yeah, yep, in my slime tee (Doo, doo, doo, hee)
      Princey in his prime, yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
      Yellowbone too feisty, yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
      Clean him up, no napkin, yee (Doo)

       


      Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown (09-20-20)

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      20 Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred
      19 DaBaby – Rockstar ft Roddy Ricch
      18 Lil Wayne – Shimmy ft Doja Cat
      17 Pop Smoke – The Woo ft 50 Cent & Roddy Ricch
      16 Doja Cat – Like That ft Gucci Man
      15 Saint Jhn – Roses (Imanbek Remix)
      14 Post Malone – Circles
      13 Blackbear – Hot Girl Bummer
      12 Jack Harlow – What’s Poppin
      11 Juice WRLD – Wishing Well
      10 Rod Wave – Girl Of My Dreams
      9 DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake
      8 Don Toliver – After Party
      7 J Balvin – Un Dia ft Dua Lipa, Bad Bunny, Tainy
      6 The Weeknd – Blinding Lights
      5 Justin Bieber – Intentions ft Quavo
      4 Jawsh 685 – Savage Love
      3 StaySolidRocky – Party Girl
      2 Cardi B – WAP ft Megan Thee Stallion
      1 Saweetie – Tap In

      Friends With Benefits Top 20 Countdown (09-13-20)

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      20 J Cole – Lion King On Ice
      19 Justin Bieber – Intentions ft Quavo
      18 Jawsh 685 – Savage Love
      17 Juice WRLD – Wishing Well
      16 YG – Swag
      15 Lil Wayne – Shimmy ft Doja Cat
      14 Saweetie – Tap In
      13 Lil Mosey – Top Gone
      12 Camilla Cabello – My Oh My ft DaBaby
      11 Doja Cat – Like That ft Gucci Man
      10 DJ Khaled – Popstar ft Drake
      9 The Weeknd – Blinding Lights
      8 Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred
      7 DaBaby – Rockstar ft Roddy Ricch
      6 Chris Brown – Go Crazy ft Young Thug
      5 Blackbear – Hot Girl Bummer
      4 Cardi B – WAP ft Megan Thee Stallion
      3 Saint Jhn – Roses
      2 Post Malone – Circles
      1 StaySolidRocky – Party Girl

      Ted Park – Dance Like Jay Park [Daily JAM]

        #tedpark #parlaypass #dancelikejaypark Stream Dance Like Jay Park: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/ted… Ted Park feat Parlay Pass – Dance Like Jay Park (Produced by Crookid) @tedparkboi @parlaypass @hi__crookid Directed by Fake Dell @fakedell Mixed and mastered by Dacota G @dacotag Presented by @pluggedinsaho @dugin3000 Rest in Peace Jugg Nino. Fly high little brother 💛 @Juggexotic

        [Intro]
        (Hi, Crookid)

        [Chorus: Ted Park]
        Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
        No pretty boy, but I break hearts
        My shooters don’t miss, they don’t play darts
        My bros with the shits, they gon’ take part
        Big body whip, they be riding for me
        I won’t let my brother die in the streets
        I’m the one that these bitches be dying to me
        I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
        He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
        I heard that boy was a lame
        I’m on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
        Too many switching for fame
        She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
        I forgot if it’s Gucci or Wang
        Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
        I don’t feel shit and we smile through the pain

        [Verse 1: Ted Park]
        I heard them boys tryna ball, but they’re spraining their shit
        I told coach put me in the game
        I’m tryna win like I’m Mike, go and get me a chip
        Get the guap without hitting a stain
        Chips with the guac, lately been eating a lot
        Back then, had no cash for buffet
        My teacher said I’d work for minimum wage
        I make more than that bitch when I jump on a stage
        Pack of the runts, bro ship the packs every month
        Pray it touch down in the state
        She smoking the wood, she want the bat not a bunt
        Touching base I make a triple play
        Make sure we all good, I ain’t never gonna leave my mans
        Take an L, bounce back, never leave no plans
        Been through hell, looking back when I had no bands
        Now look, I’m the man

        [Chorus: Ted Park]
        Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
        No pretty boy, but I break hearts
        My shooters don’t miss, they don’t play darts
        My bros with the shits, they gon’ take part
        Big body whip, they be riding for me
        I won’t let my brother die in the streets
        I’m the one that these bitches be dying to me
        I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
        He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
        I heard that boy was a lame
        I’m on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
        Too many switching for fame
        She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
        I forgot if it’s Gucci or Wang
        Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
        I don’t feel shit and we smile through the pain

        [Verse 2: Parlay Pass]
        The pleasure and pain (Woah)
        You could never relate (No)
        I always had grams (Wait)
        Now they mention my name
        Fuck all the fame and the clout
        I need to get my mama a new house
        Family depend on me, can’t let ’em down
        Free all my bros out the pen, let ’em out (Free my dog)
        One day, came a long way from that subway
        Eating so good like a buffet
        Bad lil’ bitch and her butt fake (Yeah)
        She is a dancer
        Fucking with trappers and scammers (Ayy)
        Welcome to Atlanta
        Pay 1k, got a young shooter like Trae

        [Chorus: Ted Park]
        Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
        No pretty boy, but I break hearts
        My shooters don’t miss, they don’t play darts
        My bros with the shits, they gon’ take part
        Big body whip, they be riding for me
        I won’t let my brother die in the streets
        I’m the one that these bitches be dying to me
        I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
        He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
        I heard that boy was a lame
        I’m on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
        Too many switching for fame
        She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
        I forgot if it’s Gucci or Wang
        Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
        I don’t feel shit and we smile through the pain


        Ne-Yo & Jeremih – U 2 Luv [Daily JAM]

          Lyrics
          I don’t want nobody else
          I don’t want nobody else
          Give you all of my attention, hmm, yeah
          It’s straight shots, no champagne sipping tonight (It’s that kind of night)
          Add Netflix to this massage, better yet, turn that shit off
          ‘Cause I love to hear you cussing at me
          Like, “Ooh, shit, baby, too deep”
          You never felt this feeling when I touch you (Ooh)
          I never love (Yeah), nobody like I love you (Nobody like I love you, ayy)
          That’s why I only want you to love (You to love)
          I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
          I only want you to love (You to love, oh, oh)
          I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
          They say love is all we missing (Woo)
          Let’s play “Oui” while we French kiss it all night (Oh-woah, yeah-yeah)
          Let’s lay down while we watch stars
          Let’s dance until last call
          Wake up, you text, you thinking about me (Oh, no)
          Yeah, I never felt a feeling without touching (Feeling without touching, oh no)
          I never loved, nobody like I love you (Nobody like I love you)
          That’s why I only want you to love (You to love)
          I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
          I only want you to love (You to love, oh, oh)
          I don’t want nobody else (Nobody else, yeah, yeah)
          Oh, uh
          Kissing on you in public (Ayy)
          They could tell its mine, don’t touch it
          If you ever leave me, I’d be upset
          Talking sick to my stomach, I don’t play about my woman now
          I wish we could get high and make love stoned
          In the sheets to a love song
          Your heartbeat be the beat I put words on, oh-oh
          (Ooh) Yeah
          We should be team us (Team us)
          Girl I want you all the time
          Oh you ease my mind
          That’s why I only want you to love (You to love)
          I don’t want nobody else (Nobody, nobody, yeah, yeah)
          I only want you to love (You know I only want you to love, babe)
          I don’t want nobody else (Nobody ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah, ayy)
          I don’t want nobody else (Don’t want nobody)
          I don’t want nobody else
          Talking sick to my stomach I don’t play about my woman now
          Body else (Nah, nah, nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, no)
          I don’t want nobody else (No, nobody)
          I only want you to love (I don’t want nobody, I don’t want nobody)
          I don’t want nobody else (Yeah, yeah)

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