Sucker For Pain (with Wiz Khalifa & Imagine Dragons) (feat. Logic, Ty Dolla $ign & X Ambassadors) (from "Suicide Squad" soundtrack) Lyrics - Lil' Wayne

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm a slave to your games

I'm just a sucker for pain

I wanna chain you up

I wanna tie you down

I'm just a sucker for pain

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

I'm a sucker for pain

I got the squad tatted on me from my neck to my ankles

Pressure from the man got us all in rebellion

We gon' go to war, yeah, without failure

Do it for the fam, dog, ten toes down, dog

Love and the loyalty that's what we stand for

Alienated by society, all this pressure give me anxiety

Walk slow through the fire

Like, who gon' try us?

Feeling the world go against us

So we put the world on our shoulders

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm a slave to your games

I'm just a sucker for pain

I wanna chain you up

I wanna tie you down

I'm just a sucker for pain

[Logic:]

I been at it with my homies

It don't matter, you don't know me

I been rollin' with my team, we the illest on the scene

I been riding 'round the city with my squad

I been riding 'round the city with my squad

We just posted, getting crazy, living like this is so amazing

Hold up take a step back, when we roll up, cause I know what

We been loyal, we been fam, we the ones you trust in

Won't hesitate to go straight to your head like a concussion

I know I been bustin', no discussion for my family

No hesitation, through my scope I see my enemy

Like what's up? Hold up, we finna re-load up

Yes I re-load up, I know what up, I know what up

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm a slave to your games

I'm just a sucker for pain

I wanna chain you up

I wanna tie you down

I'm just a sucker for pain

[Lil Wayne:]

I'm devoted to destruction

A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction

I'm dying slow but the devil tryna rush me

See I'm a fool for pain, I'm a dummy

Might cut my head off right after I slit my throat

Tongue kiss a shark, got jealous bitches up in the boat

Eating peanut butter and jelly fishes on toast

And if I get stung I get stoked, might choke

Like I chewed a chunk of charcoal

Naked in the North Pole

That's why my heart cold, full of sorrow, the lost soul

And only Lord knows when I'm coming to the crossroads

So I don't fear shit but tomorrow

And I'm a sucker for pain, it ain't nothing but pain

You just fuckin' complain, you ain't tough as you claim

Just stay up in your lane, just don't fuck with Lil Wayne

I'mma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train

Cause I'm a sucker for pain

[Wiz Khalifa:]

Used to doing bad, now we feel like we just now getting it

Ain't got no other way so we started and finished it

No pain, no gain

Never stand down, made our own way

Never going slow, we pick up the pace

This is what we wanted from a young age

No emotion, that's what business is

Lord have mercy on the witnesses

[Dan Reynolds & Sam Harris:]

I torture you

Take my hand through the flames

I torture you

I'm just a sucker for pain

[Sam Harris:]

More pain

Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging, begging

For more pain

Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging, begging

For more pain

Got me begging, begging, begging, begging, begging, begging

For more pain

Got me begging....

Psycho (Feat. Ty Dolla $ign) Lyrics - Post Malone

[Post Malone:]

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy

Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy

Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy

Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy

I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy

30 for a walk through, man, we had every slit, ayy

Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip

Out the window of the Benzo, we could send in the rent'

And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so goddamn cold"

Diamonds weigh, my teeths is sore

I got homies, let it blow, oh

My money thick, won't ever fold

She said, "Can I have some to hold?"

And I can't ever tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy

I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies

Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky

You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch

Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top

Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top

Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)

Uh, take you to the smoke shop

We gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo

Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico

Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums

This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright

Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though

All VVSs, put you in a necklace

Girl, you look beautiful tonight

Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

[Post Malone:]

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though.

Swalla (Feat. Nicki Minaj & Ty Dolla $ign) Lyrics - Jason Derulo

[Nicki Minaj:]

Drank

Young Money

[Jason Derulo:]

Love in a thousand different flavors

I wish that I could taste them all tonight

No, I ain't got no dinner plans

So you should bring all your friends

I swear that to Allah you're my type

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty

Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)

Swalla-la-la (drank)

Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)

Swalla-la-la

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)

Swalla-la-la (drank)

Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)

Swalla-la-la

Freaky, freaky gyal

My freaky, freaky gyal

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah

Bad girls gon' swalla-la-la

Bust down on my wrist in this bitch

My pinky-ring bigger than this

Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay

Dolla got too many girls, ay

Met her out in Beverly Hills, all she wear is red bottom heels

When she back it up, putting on her snapback

When she droppin' low, putting on her backpack

DJ poppin', she gon' swallow that

Champagne poppin', she gon' swallow that

[Jason Derulo:]

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty

Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)

Swalla-la-la (drank)

Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)

Swalla-la-la

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)

Swalla-la-la (drank)

Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)

Swalla-la-la

Freaky, freaky gyal

My freaky, freaky gyal

[Nicki Minaj:]

Bad gyal nuh swalla nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama

He know I'm a fashion killa, word to John Galliano

He copping that Valentino, ain't no telling me "no"

I'm that bitch, and he know, he know

How you wifin' these thots? You don't get wins for that

And another good year, we don't get blimps for that

Pussy game still cold, we don't get minx for that

When I'm poppin' them bananas, we don't link chimps for that

I gave these bitches two years, now your time's up

Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks

I'm in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts

My shit slappin' like dude did Lebron nuts

[Jason Derulo:]

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty

Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'

[Jason Derulo & Nicki Minaj:]

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (my love) (drank)

Swalla-la-la (my love) (drank)

Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)

Swalla-la-la

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)

Swalla-la-la (drank)

Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)

Swalla-la-la

Young Money

Swalla-la-la

J.D

Freaky, freaky gyal

Swalla-la-la

My freaky, freaky gyal

Swalla-la-la

My freaky, freaky gyal

Swalla-la-la

My freaky, freaky gyal

Derulo.