Bruno Mars-Gorilla

Ooh I got a body full of liquor
With a cocaine kicker
And I'm feeling like I'm thirty feet tall
So lay it down, lay it down
You got your legs up in the sky
With the devil in your eyes
Let me hear you say you want it all
Say it now, say it now

Look what you're doing, look what you've done
But in this jungle you can't run
Cause what I got for you
I promise it's a killer,
You'll be banging on my chest
Bang bang, gorilla

You and me baby making love like gorillas
You and me baby making love like gorillas

Yeah, I got a fistful of your hair
But you don't look like you're scared
You just smile and tell me, "Daddy, it's yours."
'Cause you know how I like it,
You's a dirty little lover
If the neighbors call the cops,
Call the sheriff, call the SWAT ‒ we don't stop,
We keep rocking while they're knocking on our door
And you're screaming, "Give it to me baby,
Give it to me motherfucker!"

Oh, look what you're doing, look what you've done
But in this jungle you can't run
Cause what I got for you
I promise it's a killer,
You'll be banging on my chest
Bang bang, gorilla

You and me baby making love like gorillas
You and me baby making love like gorillas

I bet you never ever felt so good, so good
I got your body trembling like it should, it should
You'll never be the same baby once I'm done with you

Oh, you with me baby making love like gorillas
You and me baby we'll be fuckin' it like gorillas
You and me baby making love like gorillas

Eminem-Berzerk Verse 1 :3

Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack
Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
That's why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-hag
Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it
Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Got 'em still on the fence whether to pick it
But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em stick it
So sick I'm looking pale, well that's my pigment
'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick
Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch!
The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch
Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch

[Bridge]
Take your shoes off, let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out and (go berserk) all night long

[Hook]
We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m.
So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berserk) shake your body

Lady Gaga-Applause

I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong
To crash the critic saying, "is it right or is it wrong?"
If only fame had an IV, baby could I bear
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here

I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)

A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

I've overheard your theory
"Nostalgia's for geeks"
I guess sir, if you say so
Some of us just like to read

One second I'm a kunst
Then suddenly the kunst is me
Pop culture was in art
Now, art's in pop culture in me

I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)

A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

Touch, touch
Touch, touch, now

I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch
(Make it real loud)

A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

A-R-T-P-O-P

David Guetta ft. Akon and Ne Yo (Play Hard)

Hey, said us hustler's work is never through
We makin' it 'cause we make it move
The only thing we know how to do
Said it's the only thing we know how to do

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Come on baby and drop this
Scrub that floor and just mop it
Show these gangsters how you cock block it
Don't care what you got in your pocket
I get the way that you rockin'
Flip that thang thang don't stop it
When I just bang bang and pop it
While the club crowded just watch you (work it out)

Got a gang of cash and it's all thrown out on the bar (now work it out)
And it's going fast cuz I feel like a superstar (now work it out)
And you may not have it, I might just broke the law (now work it out)
It's your time to grab it, now make this whole thing yours (now work it out)

Hey, said us hustler's work is never through
We makin' it 'cause we make it move
The only thing we know how to do
Said it's the only thing we know how to do

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Some pressure that we can push
Ladies can't get enough
Got my fitness, I'm looking buff
And all my people with me, I trust
Holdin' down for my suit k
If they askin' you, I'm not guilty
All the thing that I'm guilty of is making you rock with me (work it out)

Got a gang of cash and it's all thrown out on the bar (now work it out)
And it's going fast cuz I feel like a superstar (now work it out)
And you may not have it, I might just broke the law (now work it out)
It's your time to grab it, now make this whole thing yours (now work it out)

Hey, said us hustler's work is never through
We makin' it 'cause we make it move
The only thing we know how to do
Said it's the only thing we know how to do

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Hey, said us hustler's work is never through
We makin' it 'cause we make it move
The only thing we know how to do
Said it's the only thing we know how to do

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job

Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard.
We work hard, play hard
Keep partyin' like it's your job