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Iv – Shameless Lyrics

[Intro]
Young IV, I'm a savage
Like that?

Put my heart in a casket
Worry about my status
You just come with too much baggage
I was serious [?] or nothing
Don’t be worrying about who I'm f-
You niggas are shameles
I hope there are bitches in the car when you play this

Did she see that tattoo?
Did all of these questions she ask you?
You get blue, you turn blue
Can't handle the truth
Can’t handle the truth

She sit in that same spot you pulled over
Drove top
Gave me top, that drop top

Can't- can't handle the truth
Can't handle the truth

We don't [?] no [?], nigga, this ain't a [?]
I've been stacking checks
All my family gonna be [?]
I've been stacking checks
All my family gonna be [?]
Young IV, I’m a savage
Put my heart in a casket
Worry about my status
You just come with too much baggage
I was serious [?] or nothing
Don’t be worrying about who I'm f-
You niggas are shameles
I hope there are bitches in the car when you play this

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Sidhu Moose Wala – Cut Off Lyrics

Charhdi wares de yaarane lagge c
Assin ohde hon jehe deewane lagge c
Vehandey vehandey sabb hi viraan ho geyaa
Pyaar di jo ditti c saugaat mukk gayi
Kujh k dinaa’n di gall baat hoi naa
Ohde lai taa saari gall baat mukk gayi
Hauli hauli pahunch vicho’n door hundi gayi
Meri ohnu paun di aukaat mukk gayi
Kujh k dinaa’n di…

Tu’n dass de kaahto’n dol reha?
Oho karr gaye maarhi bol reha
Ohnaa ajjey ta satt hi maari ae
Tenu Farh sooli latkaungey
Tu’n haale naa ghabraa dilaa
Din hor v maarhe aaunge
Tu’n haale naa ghabraa dilaa..

Dil da ni mada

Dil vich mere armaan hale c
Ohde mere hathaan ch nishaan hale c
Pyaar de naa haje do (2) bol bole c
Jo hunde hunde reh gayi shuruaat mukk gayi

Kujh k dinaa’n di gall baat hoi naa
Gall baat hoi naa…
Ohde lai taa saari gall baat mukk gayi
Hauli Hauli akhaan moohron door hundi gai
Meri ohnu paun di aukaat mukk gayi
C rabb mann baithe akhiyaan de jaale nu
Kaun samjhaunda Sidhu Moose aale nu
Akh’on paani mukk geyaa parr dukh mukke naa
Athru bahaundeyaa di raat mukk gai
Kujh k dinaa’n di gall baat hoi naa
Ohde lai taa saari gall baat mukk gayi

Ajj taa gairaa’n shaddeyaa ae
Tenu kall apne v shaddangey
Tenu jinaa’n utte maan barha
Dekhi’n pair tere ohi vaddangey
Jinna’n ambri’n tenu chaareyaa ae
Ohi farh dharti te lahungey
Hale naa ghabraa dilaa
Din hor v maarhe aaunge..
Tu’n hale naa ghabraa dila
Din hor v maarhe aaunge…

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Eartha Kitt – Thursday’s Child Lyrics

Monday's child is fair of face
And Tuesday's child is full of grace
Wednesday's child is full of woe
But Thursday's child has far to go

Things look mighty black for Thursday's child
Trouble docks the track of Thursday's child
This world could be a wonderful place
But not when you wear Thursday's face

I never know which way I'm bound, I'm Thursday's child

Heartbreak hangs around for Thursday's child
I'll always be blamed for what I was named
But still I'm not ashamed, I am Thursday's child

I never know which way I'm bound, I'm Thursday's child
Heartbreak hangs around for Thursday's child
I'll always be blamed for what I was named
But still I'm not ashamed, I am Thursday's child

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Lil’ Wayne – In This House Lyrics (feat. Gucci Mane)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Actin' like they killers, but them niggas just some hoes
We act like this a studio, this really just a trap
Everything we got, we had to whip it out the bowl
Before we shake your hand, we'd rather slap you with the strap
A million cash in hunnids, now they bring it to the door (Racks)
20k for a coat that I ain't even wore
This bitch so bad, I let her shop, I made 'em close the store
She think she trickin' me, but bitch don't know my pockets swole (The money)
Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (Top)
Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (Ask)
Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
And all my shooters shootin; .223's 'bout me, wop

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Refrain 1: Frank Ski & Lil Wayne]
(Whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Refrain 2: Lil Wayne]
Boy, you been a ho
I remember, ho
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Boy you been a ho since Arsenio
f*ck your bitch, put her in the figure four
Scope on the gun, better visual
Silencer make the bullets tippy-toe
I don't give a f*ck, never gave f*cks
'Cause I always knew that a better day come
Haven't been asleep, seven day run
Never knew how a Chevrolet run
Ice Cube, Eazy-E, Ren, and Dre
I am the new NWA
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Take lives like students took lessons
Jail time, felt like it took seconds

I'm a Goodfella, was a dope seller
All these ho niggas must be Hochella
[Refrain 1: Frank Ski & Lil Wayne]
(There's some whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
(There's some whores in this house, there's some whores in this house)
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
You a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
No bullshit, my nigga
I'm pushin' my triggers
They lookin' for niggas in bushes, my nigga
In the ocean, in the lake, in the woods, in the rivers
The skies was gray and the bullets was silver
Young Money on front of my hoodie, my nigga
You front on your money, you couldn’t, my nigga
We kill you by breakfast and cook you for dinner
The lesbians say you a p*ssy-ass nigga, ol' ho-ass nigga
I put some pressure on your ho
Make her tell me what she know
Stop confessin' to that ho
Stop confidin' in that ho
Stop providin' for that ho
You gon' die for that ho
Suicide for that ho
[Refrain 2: Lil Wayne]
Boy, you been a ho
I remember, ho
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga's nose sweaty
But all the ho shit still so smelly
Belch wrong, get your throat slashed
Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash?
Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag
Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Frank Ski]
Boy, you been a ho
I remember, ho
You ain't foolin' Weezy F, and that's for friend or foe
Tell them hoes in the house we kickin' in the door
He a ho and she a ho, now that's too many hoes
(There's some whores in this house)

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Stoney Larue – Meet In The Middle Lyrics (feat. Tanya Tucker)

We’ve both been right a few times
Both made our mistakes
Now we know our tomorrow
Is what you give and not what you take
We got to meet in the middle
If we’re gonna go all the way

Honey, I know you wonder
If this is goin’ anywhere
If we’re trying to find good loving, honey
We’re already there
When we meet in the middle
We’re gonna go all the way

You just wanna go your way
I keep tryin’ to go mine
We got to get past this push-and-pull
We’re wasting precious time
We got to meet in the middle
If we’re gonna go all the way

All we can do is do our part
And try to get along
Right here in each other’s arms
Is right where we belong
We got to meet in the middle
If we’re gonna go all the way
Yeah, we got to meet in the middle
If we’re gonna go all the way, all the way

Meet in the middle, baby
Meet in the middle
Meet me in the middle, baby
Meet me in the middle
Meet me in the middle, baby
Meet me in the middle
Meet in the middle, baby
Meet you in the middle, baby
Alright, meet you there

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Jack The Smoker – La Mia Lama Lyrics (feat. En?Gma)

[Testo di “La mia lama” ft. En?gma]

[Strofa 1: Jack The Smoker]
Sono nato con la voglia e la fame di fare il bis
E non mi ferma niente quindi scappa, bitch please
Ci vedi nel posto con il drink e gli spliff
Ubriachi e pazzi quindi non ci fare il bis
Entro al locale e noi te le suoniamo come i Kiss
Hai visto questa scena crescere dopo Mi Fist
Prima eravamo pochi e squattrinati quindi peace
Adesso è un omicidio quindi puoi chiamare i RIS
Partiamo in 24 se qualcuno qui ci indica
Sempre fatto perché fumo chili d’indica
Disegno il cielo come Caran d’Ache
Ma resto in pace, non ho pare d’hash
Nubi di fumo come fa un apache
Se qua la gente è tesa, il problema è alla radice
La gente è sempre tesa, il problema è la narice
Felice con la testa brilla
Come il Pacciani con la figlia
O i peruviani al parco con la griglia

[Ritornello: En?gma]
Se c’è una cosa che so
È che pure domani non so come sarò
Sogno con lo sguardo nel vuoto
Perso con la testa nel volo che c’ho
Fiero della merda che do
Machete è la mia lama, faccio a pezzi il tuo flow
Hombre, questo è quello che sono
Questo è quello che suono

[Strofa 2: Jack The Smoker]
Questo è droga rap, flow Sert
La gente grida: “Ma che flow è?”
Sto tra le bestie come Noè
Cresciuto al rap, ciò che fai te, cazz’è?
Puoi ammazzarmi se mi vedi assieme a Max Gazzè
Preferisco stare al locale
Mentre tutti ‘sti qua vogliono entrare nei talent
Tu provaci e fai una carriera come gli schiavi
Al tuo live fra monaci perciò sono con 20 cristiani
La mia firma per Machete tu vuoi strapparla

Più la gente non ha mete, più straparla
Tu ci avveleni, ma non sei un pitone
Ti infilo la monnezza in bocca perché sei un bidone
E sono solo un sognatore che pretende di
Fare una pila di monete senza svendermi
Diec’anni fa qui c’era il nulla, io già c’ero qui
Ora mi sento un vero king
‘Mo ti passo sopra con un Cherokee

[Ritornello: En?gma]
Se c’è una cosa che so
È che pure domani non so come sarò
Sogno con lo sguardo nel vuoto
Perso con la testa nel volo che c’ho
Fiero della merda che do
Machete è la mia lama, faccio a pezzi il tuo flow
Hombre, questo è quello che sono
Hombre, questo è quello che suono

[Strofa 3: Jack The Smoker]
Yeah boy
Sempre sulla stessa strada come Kerouac, bang bang
Sparo su di te e smonto carriere, Leroy Merlin
Mi manca solo qualche zero sulla Visa
Non mi scappate, io vi vedo tutti, Monnalisa
Un’altra notte maledetta come Baudelaire
La mia gente vuole la sua fetta, mica lo share
E rimaniamo all’alba, fra’, Yeti
Con la faccia sgrattata come Alba Parietti
Questa scena rap è il mio buffet, tu che
Provi a farlo meglio, se ci riesci allora touché
Sogni pusher lancia buste inizia a far magie
Ci rivediamo domattina nelle farmacie

[Ritornello: En?gma]
Se c’è una cosa che so
È che pure domani non so come sarò
Sogno con lo sguardo nel vuoto
Perso con la testa nel volo che c’ho
Fiero della merda che do
Machete è la mia lama, faccio a pezzi il tuo flow
Hombre, questo è quello che sono
Hombre, questo è quello che suono

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Eric Taylor – Deadwood Lyrics

The good times scratched a laugh from the lungs of a young man
In a Deadwood saloon South Dakota afternoon
And the old ones by the door with their heads to their chests
They told lies about whiskey on a woman’s breast
Some tell the story of young Mickey Free
Lost an eye to a buck deer in the Tongue river valley
Some tell the story of California Joe
He sent word that the Black Hills they was a mountain of gold
And the gold she lay cold in their pockets
And the sun she sets down on the trees
And they’ll thank the Lord for this land that they live in
Where a white man well he does as he pleases
Some flat shoed fool from the east come a running
With some news that he read in some St Joseph paper
And its drinks all around cause the news he’s a telling
Is the one they call crazy has been caught and been dealt with

And the Easterner he reads the news from the paper

And the old ones draw nearer so that they can hear better
Well it says here that Crazy Horse was killed while he was trying to
Escape
Says is was sometime last September and don’t give the exact date
And the gold she lay cold in their pockets
And the sun she sets down on the trees
And they’ll thank the Lord for this land that they live in
Where a white man well he does as he pleases

Then the talk turned back to whisky and women
Cold nights on the plains lord fighting the Indians
The Easterner says he’ll have one more before he goes
He gives up the paper to the Crow boy sweeps up the floor
And the gold she lay cold in their pockets
And the sun she sets down on the trees
And they’ll thank the Lord for this land that they live in
Where a white man well he does as he pleases

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Skylar Grey – The Devil Made Me Do It Lyrics (feat. B.o.b)

See you at the courthouse tomorrow
Gonna be some dark days to follow
Gonna tell me what I know, I know
f*cking right, I steal, beg and borrow
Onomatopoeia my sorrow
Click, click, bang, boom, oh

There’s blood on my pillow and I know it was evil
But I’m down on my knees, begging you to forgive me for the things that I done ’cause

The devil made me do it
Yeah, don’t put that shit on me
I said the devil made me do it
I got a 45 in the bible
The devil made me do it
When the good Lord let me on down
The devil made me do it, ah
The devil made me do it, yeah

Washing down the pain with a benzo
Tryna fit a body in my Enzo
The devil made me do it
When the pieces of my broken heart are sharper than a shard of glass
Nothing I can do to save you, sorry but it’s all out of my hands

That’s a sign
And I got your bitch on demon time
Clout chaser, she won’t top me off till I go live

Motorbike shorty, that’s my vibe
Do it in a section, f*ck the line, yeah
6-6-6, I’m out in London, call ’em Austin Powers umm
Then we fly them [?] in here out from Broward umm
That head educated, probably went to Howard umm
Contemplating millions off of cauliflower
Hmmm after hours
Give me demon, demon till I sleep, sleep
Devil made me do it

I’m down on my knees, begging you to forgive me for the things that I done ’cause (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)

The devil made me do it (Yeah)
Yeah, don’t put that shit on me (Don’t put that shit on me, don’t put that shit on me)
I said the devil made me do it
I got a 45 in the bible (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The devil made me do it
When the good Lord let me on down
The devil made me do it, ah
The devil made me do it, yeah

Washing down the pain with a benzo
Tryna fit a body in my Enzo
The devil made me do it

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Route 94 – Sad Songs Lyrics (feat. L Devine)

[Verse 1]
You left, for a second I forget
For a second I can feel again
You’re gone, had a dream of moving on
But when I woke up I was here again

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I can’t unbreak my heart
Untake your love away, oh
No, I can’t undress me up, I need to feel the pain

[Chorus]
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs, sad songs, tonight
We dive into my eyes
Sad songs, tonight
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs, sad songs, tonight
We dive into my eyes
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs

[Post-Chorus]
Lot of ways, lot of ways

[Verse 2]
In my mind, there are seconds of goodbye
Never thought that I would hear you say
I try to imagine that I’m finе
But I’ll never be thе same (Never be the same)

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I can’t unbreak my heart
Untake your love away, oh

No, I can’t undress me up, I need to feel the pain

[Chorus]
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs, sad songs, tonight
We dive into my eyes
Sad songs, tonight
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs, sad songs, tonight
We dive into my eyes
Sad songs, tonight
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs

[Post-Chorus]
Lot of ways, lot of ways
Sad song
Lot of ways, lot of ways
No, I’ll never be the same
No, I’ll never
No, I’ll never be the same
No, I’ll never, no I’ll never
No, I’ll never be the same
No, I’ll never
No, I’ll never be the same
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs

[Outro]
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs
Unbreak my heart, untake your love
Unbreak my heart, untake your love
Unbreak my heart, untake your love
Yeah I just wanna dance to sad songs

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Renni Rucci – Hands On Ya Knees Lyrics (feat. Kevin Gates)

[?]

You know you kinda bad and you workin’ with some ass
1942, I’m ’bout to pour it in your glass
Money comin’ in and I be runnin’ up a sack
f*ck it up tonight, nigga right back in my bag
All I wanna see is both hands on your knees
All I wanna see is both hands on your knees
You know you kinda bad, I gotta get you to the bed
[?] do the dash

Please don’t be llama drive like Steve Nash
Droptop coupe, it’s the high-speed jail
Panoramic roof got the VR glass
Porn while I’m goin’ baby, where the lean at?

Fragrance on another level, love it how you smell
Only other question, when is me and you gon’ get together?
Diamonds don’t reflect the way I’m talking ’bout whatever
Never had your p*ssy pleasure but I’m [?]
Turned the [?] orange, in the beginning it was yellow
I hate to be alone, options open, I got several
Plain Jane rollie, ain’t no diamonds in the bezel
No, we not movin’ on, I can leave you where I met you

You know you kinda bad and you workin’ with some ass
1942, I’m ’bout to pour it in your glass
Money comin’ in and I be runnin’ up a sack
f*ck it up tonight, nigga right back in my bag

All I wanna see is both hands on your knees
All I wanna see is both hands on your knees
You know you kinda bad, I gotta get you to the bed
[?] do the dash

Please don’t be llama drive like Steve Nash
Droptop coupe, it’s the high-speed jail
Panoramic roof got the VR glass
Porn while I’m goin’ baby, where the lean at?

I’m not into dancin’ but when you dancin’ like how you standin’
Bad bitch [?] like I’m classy
Transit when you be swaggin’, I’m in the fashion
When you in the custom, boy, I know you just be actin’
I’m flashin’ out behind, you don’t fall in love
Grip you from behind, you ballin’ up
I’m passionate when I’m smashin’, you call me daddy
Cracked just to make you happy, you for a laughin’

You know you kinda bad and you workin’ with some ass
1942, I’m ’bout to pour it in your glass
Money comin’ in and I be runnin’ up a sack
f*ck it up tonight, nigga right back in my bag
All I wanna see is both hands on your knees
All I wanna see is both hands on your knees
You know you kinda bad, I gotta get you to the bed
[?] do the dash

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Nyck Caution – How You Live It Lyrics (feat. Joey Bada$$)

[Intro]
Enjoyin’
Keep enjoyin’
Enjoyin’
Keep enjoyin’

[Verse 1: Nyck Caution]
Uh, I dropped the bag off (Yeah)
Early morning I jack off
So when I f*ck your chick afternoon, I last long (I last long)
Every song is like the last song (The last song)
When it comes to the level in which I rap on (I rap on)
Your bitches dancin’ on me (Yeah)
She like a lap dog (She like a lap dog)
She like my hair (Like my hair)
I keep my cap on
‘Cause I ain’t lookin’ for love
Shit, is that wrong? (Is that wrong?)
I just want something dainty that I can tap on (I can tap on)
It’s killer season, hoe (Yeah)
I feel like Cam’ron (I feel like Cam’ron)
I’m just tryna build a block that I can stand on (That I can stand)
Real estate and bigger plans (Plans)
Ya’ll just worried about some shit to blow a bag on (Dummy)
I peep the game before it happens like I’m Tony Romo
I’m better than a referee
Don’t let the internet fool you 100k on the ‘Gram doesn’t make you a celebrity (A celebrity)
You public figures with the f*ckin’ pictures (f*ckin’)
You got your ass pokin’ out when you lean to the left (Yeah)
When it’s really not fat you just angle it best (You just angle it best)
And in person we know that your self-esteem is a mess
But it make you feel better when you’re postin’ your pics (Yeah)

[Chorus: Nyck Caution]
It’s cool, I ain’t knockin’ it (Nah)
As long as somebody comment that (Yeah)
And make your whole career look promisin’
Get it how you live it (Live it)
This world can be filthy (Filthy)
But I’ma do me and get back to the real thing (Yeah)
‘Cause every hard line keeps addin’ to the kill streak

[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Hol’ up, f*ck what they talking ’bout, dawg, I know they hear me
I could give a f*ck if they feel me, dawg
They sendin’ shots, better kill me, dawg
I’m on a kill streak, I do these flows filthy (Uh-huh)

So much flows, I started investin’ in realty, got so much goal
All these jewelry make a nigga feel guilty
Ice on the knot, bitch I’m still me
This is just the chill me (Yeah)
Get a nigga hot, and that’s when you see the real me (Uh-huh)
Force a nigga hand and that’s when you gon’ reveal me (What up?)
Nina on my waist if you talkin’ out your face
Better proceed with caution ’cause you niggas ain’t safe

[Verse 3: Nyck Caution]
Off the Jameson I turn into an animal, baby
Shows with Eric, bitch, I’m feelin’ like Hannibal, baby
Burn up, I roll some words and now my calendar crazy
Different country every night, let’s some capital, baby (Turn it up, uh)
Eastside phenom, yeah
When you make it, it’s no B-side
Y’all don’t want beef, y’all meat rot
This a f*ck you not a peace sign
I’ve been down bad like Steve Jobs
Made it all back like Steve, now way I slam ’em down bad, no high five
Beats like sheesh, yo you don’t eat on these sides
You can’t keep yours, I’ma keep mine
Flex like a wrestler, bitch I’m feelin’ like divine
Open up her legs, block my head on her monkey
I keep the shit funky
Her eyes rollin’ back, yo she look like a junkie
I bully these p*ssy, I feel like a Dudley
All I want is some Cudi
Poker face, day and night when sh-
Aftet she dip, yo a spliff would be lovely
I ain’t sparkin’ this chick ’cause every time she hit the weed, she be buggin’
Make a way and everybody start runnin’
Make a name and everybody your cousin

[Chorus: Nyck Caution]
It’s cool, I ain’t knockin’ it
As long as somebody profitin’
There’s always someone else that’s pockettin’
But get it how you live it (Live it)
This world can be filthy (Filthy)
But I’ma do me and get back to the real thing (Back to the real)
‘Cause every hard line keeps addin’ to the kill streak

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Notd & Catello – Nobody Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Nothing’s like the first time
And when it ends, you try to find it all over again
Like something’s missing when you are gone
It’s just a feeling I can’t overcome

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
You will be the end of me
You’re the end of me, I know, I know, I know
You treat my heart so recklessly
Yeah, it’s hard to let you go, go, go, go

[Chorus]
Nobody’s gonna love me like you, nobody
Nobody’s gonna love me like you do
Nobody’s gonna love me like you, nobody
Nobody’s gonna love me like you do

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody, no, nobody
Nobody, no, nobody like you do (Okay)
Nobody, no, nobody
Nobody, no, no

[Verse 2]
You got me haunted
‘Causе when I sleep
I hear your voice its going through my drеams

You keep me falling, so helplessly
Yeah, you could stop bringing me to my knees

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
You will be the end of me
You’re the end of me, I know, I know, I know
You treat my heart so recklessly
Yeah, it’s hard to let you go, go, go, go

[Chorus]
Nobody’s gonna love me like you, nobody
Nobody’s gonna love me like you do
Nobody’s gonna love me like you, nobody
Nobody’s gonna love me like you do

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody, no, nobody
Nobody, no, nobody like you do (Okay)
Nobody, no, nobody
Nobody, nobody’s gonna love me like you do
Nobody, no, nobody
Nobody, no, nobody like you do (Okay)
Nobody, no, nobody
Nobody, nobody’s gonna love me like you do

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Lastlings – Out Of Touch Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Needed to run
You've fallen away
What has become, you haven't won
You've lost your way
Under the sun
Skin turns to gray
Thoughts shifting back, nothing to track
Pages are blank

[Pre-Chorus]
No need to run
No need to rush
You've come undone
You've come undone
I hope that you'll open up
Let's see what's underneath
Don't want this to fall apart
Is this what you really need?

[Chorus]
So you've lost your way
Now you're wondering why (Wondering why, wondering why)
No, it's not too late
To get yourself in line (Yourself in line, yourself in line)
So you've lost your way
Now you're wondering why (Wondering why, wondering why)
No, it's not too late
To get yourself in line (Yourself in line, yourself in line)
[Verse 2]
Learn to let go
It isn't a crime (It isn't a crime)
All that you had, all that you know
Will leave you behind
Out in the cold
Two hands align
Bridges unfold, decisions enclosed
You're going in blind

[Pre-Chorus]
No need to run
No need to rush
You've come undone
You've come undone
No need to run
No need to rush
You've come outdone
You've come outdone
I hope that you'll open up
Let's see what's underneath
Don't want this to fall apart
Is this what you really needed? (Really needed, really needed)
Is this what you really needed? (Really needed, really needed)
Is this what you really needed? (Needed)
[Chorus]
So you've lost your way
Now you're wondering why (Wondering why, wondering why)
No, it's not too late
To get yourself in line (Yourself in line, yourself in line)
So you've lost your way
Now you're wondering why (Wondering why, wondering why)
No, it's not too late
To get yourself in line (Yourself in line, yourself in line)

[Post-Chorus]
I hope that you'll open up
Let's see what's underneath
Don't want this to fall apart
Is this what you really needed?
Is this what you really needed?
Is this what you really needed?

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Moneymarr – Gucci Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
I got the trap jumping up, that shit booming
Uh, yeah…uh
Uh, I'm working hard, I ain't ever gon' lose
Yeah
Uh, uh!

[Hook]
I got the trap jumping up, that shit booming
Ten zips stuffed in the Gucci, it's boofing
I'm working hard, I ain't ever gon' lose it
If you want some work, then I'm calling my shooters
I'm catching plays, so I feel like I'm Moss
Big Marr, big dog, bitch, I'm a boss
My niggas winning, ain't taking no loss
Bussed down, iced out, bitch, I got sauce
Serving the junkies, uh, uh
Feds on the block, gotta watch for the undies
He say he trapping? Uh, uh
Slide on his block, yeah, this shit gon' get ugly
Nigga, I'm lit, uh, yeah
I got respect 'round my way like I'm Bundy
I'm independent, uh, yeah
Count it up, I cannot let niggas run me
[Verse 1]
Trapping real hard, I can show you how to whip it up
Feds on my line, all I'm tryna do is get it up
Counting all this money, man I swear I'm not giving up
Riding with the draco so we gotta put the pistols up
Janky ass nigga, so you know I gotta stick him up
Ran down, mask down, yeah, nigga, give it up
Big four-fifth out the window, it hit him up
Spin't on his block he get them bullets lit him up

[Hook]
I got the trap jumping up, that shit booming
Ten zips stuffed in the Gucci, it's boofing
I'm working hard, I ain't ever gon' lose it
If you want some work, then I'm calling my shooters
I'm catching plays, so I feel like I'm Moss

Big Marr, big dog, bitch, I'm a boss
My niggas winning, ain't taking no loss
Bust down, iced out, bitch, I got sauce
Serving the junkies, uh, uh
Feds on the block, gotta watch for the undies
He say he trapping? Uh, uh
Slide on his block, yeah, this shit gon' get ugly
Nigga, I'm lit, uh, yeah
I got respect 'round my way like I'm Bundy
I'm independent, uh, yeah
Count it up, I cannot let niggas run me
[Verse 2]
I can show you how to turn a gram into a Vick
Young nigga, but I still be on my big trap shit
I been really laying low, I been riding with a stick
Free Jackboy, bitch, everyday hit a lick
I be serving on a rip, I be serving all the fiends
I been running shit lately got me feeling like I'm Beans
Beam on the fifth when I aim at your spleen
Pour up a line of that tec in the cream

[Hook]
I got the trap jumping up, that shit booming
Ten zips stuffed in the Gucci, it's boofing
I'm working hard, I ain't ever gon' lose it
If you want some work, then I'm calling my shooters
I'm catching plays, so I feel like I'm Moss
Big Marr, big dog, bitch, I'm a boss
My niggas winning, ain't taking no loss
Bust down, iced out, bitch, I got sauce
Serving the junkies, uh, uh
Feds on the block, gotta watch for the undies
He say he trapping? Uh, uh
Slide on his block, yeah, this shit gon' get ugly
Nigga, I'm lit, uh, yeah
I got respect 'round my way like I'm Bundy
I'm independent, uh, yeah
Count it up, I cannot let niggas run me

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Rita Wilson – Pay Me In Wine Lyrics

V1
I didn’t come here to danceI came here to drink
You came here to talk
So I’ll be your shrink
I need another
And you need my time
How ’bout you pay me in wine

V2
I got plenty of diamonds
I got a big house tooI don’t need a savior
But it looks like you do
I don’t have a degree in psychology
But I’ll be here all night
You can just pay me in wine

Chorus:
Tell me all your trouble
Don’t worry ‘bout mine
Pour yourself a double

And confess all your crimes

V3
Go on be lonely, go on be blue
It helps me forget when I listen to you
I prefer Cabernet, send that bottle my way, any red is just fine
Baby you can pay me wine

Chorus:
Tell me all your trouble
Don’t worry ‘bout mine
Pour yourself a double
And confess all your crimes
Sell your secrets to a stranger
And then leave them behind
But you better pay me in wine

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Gaika – The Riches Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby, don’t leave
Baby, just stay
Maybe I’ll see you in a [?]
Baby
Kiss me to sleep, the longest way
I’m always in a trap with you
Kiss me to sleep, the longest way
I’m always in a trap with you

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I get it wrong
Some songs, they weren’t for singing
Lost in the living day, a dream of bigness at any cost
And guns, and women, they [?]
We tryna make the broke [?]
But we yearn for riches, we yearn for riches
And we’re winning, and we’re winning

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt[Verse 3]
The scholarly, young broken man
Is the same, no man of colour
The scholarly, young broken man

Isn’t man if he suffered
[?] is scarred
[?] finger [?]
Buried my money next to you
Black is [?] diamond[Chorus]
It’s you
I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt
It’s you
I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

[Chorus]
It’s you, I wish we were good
More like we’d had to choose
But I found ’em in the dirt and it hurt

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Auras – Eloquence Lyrics

Are you feeling the pressure?
Trust your instinctual perspective
Sense these surroundings
Look past the playwright's plague
And the ones it aims to infect
Sense the darkness surrounding you
Clouding your abilities
To see, to feel, to change
Your perspective consciously
Become the inspiration
And sense your surroundings
Become the inspiration
Can you feel it?

Block out the signals
Keep them out of your mind
Don't let them plant the seeds of fear
To send chills down your spine
Dancing like a puppet
With no visible strings attached
They'll use it to pull you in
Subconsciously to secretly distract
From the artifice
I know you feel them
Block out the signals
Keep them out of your mind

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Junior H – Las 4 Iniciales Lyrics

[Letra de “Las 4 Iniciales”]

[Verso 1]
El iPhone suena, ya es hora de trabajar
Un bato de un buen porte, no se puede comparar
Soy nacido y criado allá por Michoacán
A los ocho me vine pa’l gabacho a trabajar
Gracias a mi padre por guiarme
Gracias a mi madre por criarme
Con una del sello rojo me enfiesto al cien
Una banda de viento, se pone bien

[Interludio]
Las cuatro iniciales
Hasta el barrio de La Manzana
TX, Junior H

[Verso 2]
Por Houston, Texas me han de ver

Un San Judas en el pecho me protege
El barrio de La Manzana, de aquí mero soy
No nos andamos con mamadas, con mi compa David voy
Abril del 2018, hubo una traición
Pa’ pagar los platos rotos de otro cabrón
Mi jefe no se agüite, que aquí estoy yo
Pa’ ayudarlos y orientarlos, ya crecí yo
Con una del sello rojo me despido
Una banda tocando, me retumba el oído
Junior H amenizando, siempre hay ruido
Desde el barrio de La Manzana me despido

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Moneymarr – Poppin’ Lyrics

[Hook]:
Big racks, big stacks up in my motherf*ckin' pocket
Drop top on the (?), ima motherf*ckin’ drop it
Fifty bands, hunnid bands, rubberbands ima pop
Ain't no way that ima stop bitch I ain't motherf*ckin’ stoppin'

[Verse 1]:
I just wan' hop in the whip

Got a bad bitch all on my dick
Big Glocks, big chops gon' hit
(?) extend my clip
Moneybag, moneybag I got that (?)
Bust down drip I could f*ck on yo hoe
I got that crush and it go for the low
I'm servin' the junkies, servin' the blow

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Josman – WOW Lyrics

[Paroles de "WOW"]

[Intro]
Eazy Dew pétasse
Wow

[Refrain]
Main levée, wow, j'traîne mon rre-ve, wow
J'vais m'élever, nan, j'vais m'écrouler, wow
J'prends mon temps, d’t'façon le temps, va s'écouler, wow
J'suis dans mon coin, j'allume un joint préroulé, wow

[Pont]
J’remplis ma cup dans l'fond du club
Devant la scène, j’ai vu la-celle
J’ai pas trop d’cash, faut pas qu’elle sache
Faut qu'j’aille la check, ah yeah, wow

[Couplet 1]
C’est Josman sur la guestlist, plus 10, ouais, me voici
J’bois que s'il y a full bitch, c’est la première fois qu'j'sors ce mois-ci
“Excuse-moi, j’t’ai déjà vu quelque part, tu t’en rappelle pas, pourtant moi, si
Rejoins-moi avec toutes tes potes, ouais j’ai quelques potes pour elles moi aussi"
Putain d'merde elle est folle elle, faut qu'j'parte avec son phone-tel
Faudrait p't-être qu'j’la fasse danser, fonce et arrête de penser
Fais voir comment tu danses, si tu savais à quoi j'pense
J't'aime bien, ça va d'soi, faut qu'j'rentre avec toi
[Pont]
Allez vite, rejoins-moi sur l'carré V.I.P., wow
Elle hésite mais y'a les types qu’elle évite, wow
Tu sais bien qu’eux et moi, c’est pas la même, nan
Peau caramel, cheveux bruns, faut que j’la ramène, wow

[Refrain]
Main levée, wow, j'traîne mon rre-ve, wow
J'vais m'élever, nan, j'vais m'écrouler, wow
J'prends mon temps, d’t'façon le temps, va s'écouler, wow

J'suis dans mon coin, j'allume un joint préroulé, wow

[Pont]
J’remplis ma cup dans l'fond du club
Devant la scène, j’ai vu la-celle
J’ai pas trop d’cash faut pas qu’elle sache
Faut que j’aille la check, ah yeah, wow

[Couplet 2]
“Excuse-moi meuf, toc, toc, j’ai un peu bu et j’suis f*cked up
En vérité, j’sais pas trop quoi dire, j’ai juste envie d't’enlever ton crop-top
J’suis pas chelou, j’suis pas douteux mais ça t'dirait de prendre un verre ou deux ?
J’vois que tu passes une longue nuit, viens avec moi tuer l’ennui”
On dirait qu’elle me trouve kiffant, j'l’ai pas attrapée en sifflant
Excuse-moi si j’suis maladroit mais j’suis pas un d'ces négros qui flambent
Fais voir comment tu twerkes, fais bouger, bouger ton kwer
J’t’aime bien, ça va d'soi, faut qu'j'rentre avec toi
[Pont]
Aller vite, rejoins-moi sur le carré V.I.P., wow
Elle hésite mais elle a dit qu’elle arrive, wow
Tu sais bien qu’eux et moi, c’est pas la même, nan
Peau caramel, cheveux bruns, faut qu’j’la ramène, wow

[Refrain]
Main levée, wow, j'traîne mon rre-ve, wow
J'vais m'élever, nan, j'vais m'écrouler, wow
J'prends mon temps, d’t'façon le temps, va s'écouler, wow
J'suis dans mon coin, j'allume un joint préroulé, wow

[Outro]
J’remplis ma cup dans l'fond du club
Devant la scène, j’ai vu la-celle
J’ai pas trop d’cash faut pas qu’elle sache
Faut que j’aille la check, ah yeah, wow

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Yung Beef – Lonely Lyrics

[Letra de "Lonely"]

[Intro]
If I had another chance tonight
If I had another chance tonight
If I had another chance tonight
Oh, Yung Beef, bitch
Oh, oh

[Coro]
Da-da-
Me ves high baby, con botellas y con babies pero en verdad
I wanna cry lil baby, I wanna cry
I wanna cry lil baby, I wanna cry
Quiero llorar, lil baby

Baby, toy con botellas y con babies pero en verdad
I wanna cry lil baby girl, ah
Quiero llorar lil baby, I wanna cry
Quiero llorar lil baby, ah

[Verso]
Y yo sé que es sad pero tengo a lil baby
I give no f*ck, 'toy haciendo mis racks lil baby

'Toy high as f*ck, no puedo subir mas lil baby
Solo en el top y nunca voy a bajar lil baby
Soy un obseso lil baby
Lo tengo todo lil baby
Menos tu culo, es lo que me falta lil baby
Uuh, es lo que me falta lil baby
Uuuh
Uuuh
Uuuh
[Coro]
Me ves high baby, con botellas y con babies pero en verdad
I wanna cry lil baby, I wanna cry
I wanna cry lil baby, I wanna cry
Quiero llorar, lil baby, ooh

Baby, toy con botellas y con babies pero en verdad
I wanna cry lil baby girl, ah
Quiero llorar lil baby, I wanna cry
Quiero llorar lil baby, ah

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Jack The Smoker – Bad Trip Lyrics

[Testo di “Bad Trip”]

[Strofa 1]
Io non cerco appoggi, io non do mani
Per come sto oggi non credo a un domani
La mia ex non mi vuole fra i vivi
E mi vorrebbe appeso come Mussolini
Sarà che ho fottuto una già maritata
Tutti mi vedono ladrone, Alì Babà
Dammi una P38 caricata
Non sento ciò che dite, mi scoppia la capa
La tua tesi era troppo brutta
Io ho avuto anche il coraggio di leggerla tutta
Come hai avuto il dottorato?
Il prof l’hai fottuto, sbottonato
Ho il disagio che mi dà la mano, Re Mida è lontano
Resta merda ciò che tocchiamo
Hai scelto i piedi e non mani
Per prendere il mio cuore, io te lo offro e tu ti allontani

[Ritornello]
I got this bad trip, bad trip
Bad trip, bad trip
I got this bad trip
Bad trip in my mind
I got this bad trip, bad trip
Bad trip, bad trip
I got this bad trip
Bad trip in my mind

[Bridge]
Quanto tempo ci metti a premere
Un paio di grilletti quando stai in bad trip?
Quanti giorni ci metti a premere
Un paio di grilletti quando stai in bad trip?
Quanti secondi ci metti a premere
Un paio di grilletti quando stai in bad trip?
Quanto tempo ci metti a premere
Un paio di grilletti in bad trip?

[Strofa 2]
E il mio cranio l’ho sconnesso
Così mentre agisco non conosco il nesso
Io illumino il vuoto coi fari
Bevo da solo, nel parcheggio tutti lontani
E ugualmente io bevo sempre
Quando vedo gente, è come un espediente
Quasi sempre io resto assente

Un po’ meno cosciente, ma più divertente
Poi seguo il cazzo, ma domani smollo
Perché il suo ragazzo mette mani al collo
Io come potrei dargli torto?
Fossi in lui vorrei già trovarmi morto
Ho grammi in corpo, per le mie escursioni
Alla dogana mi spogli come i guardoni
Ma è la solita storia che sto vivendo
Neanche un finanziere può guardarmi dentro

[Ritornello]
I got this bad trip, bad trip
Bad trip, bad trip
I got this bad trip
Bad trip in my mind
I got this bad trip, bad trip
Bad trip, bad trip
I got this bad trip
Bad trip in my mind

[Strofa 3]
Per lo sbirro è un divertimento
Scopo in un cesso, ha la telecamera dentro
Io sto gemendo allo svenimento
Tu credi a Ogino-Knaus, dici: “Vieni dentro”
Colpa tua o del mio poco tatto
Santo Iddio, ormai il gioco è fatto
Io fra poco scappo, non ho un contratto
Sto a metà fra un genio e un mentecatto
Io piuttosto di un lavoro pacco scappo
Quindi se mi dai un lavoro pacco
Sto a metà fra follia e sbatta
È vita: la tua è piatta, la mia è pazza
Perdo la strada, non mi basta un TomTom
Ogni secondo qua mi strozza come col bong
Mi vogliono tranquillo, vogliono il bon ton
Non ho amici nel mio spazio, come in Top con Tom

[Ritornello]
I got this bad trip, bad trip
Bad trip, bad trip
I got this bad trip
Bad trip in my mind
I got this bad trip, bad trip
Bad trip, bad trip
I got this bad trip
Bad trip in my mind

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Gaika – Neophyte Lyrics

[Chorus 1: Leila Adu]
Feelin’ so raw
Livin’ in these times
Oh, raw, so

[Verse 1: Gaika]
What are you afraid of?
A weapon in your waist
Laying in the snow
Don’t you know they’ll break your body?
Don’t you know they’ll take your body
And walk away, and walk away?
What are you made of
Is measured by your face
The way your blood flows
I won’t let them tell your story
I won’t let them steal your glory
And walk away, and walk away

[Chorus 2: Leila Adu]
Running friends dance
They’re laughing out of time
Thread’s frayed [?]
Loving’s so hard
Getting out of line
Enjoy [?]

[Verse 2: Gaika]
Sambo in polite society
Renbo in the white society
But the black are then fighting me
But the black are then fighting me
Rhyming in the ghostlike war
Frigid nigga’s girl f*cked by the black
Or he dead from cops
While we stunt nonstop

[Refrain 1: Gaika]
We’re insecure in this image of God

We’re insecure in this image of God
We’re insecure in this image of God
We’re insecure in this image of God

[Hook: Gaika]
So, I’m up on that line like a man gone numb
With the eyes [?] and diamond rings in pursuit
Of making insecurities silenced

[Verse 3: Gaika]
[?]
Air Max 90s I could feel [?]
By a [?] black [?]
[?] roadside [?]
Saw your spirit as I went with the sick
Infirm, where I slept with a stick
Thickheaded, swollen purple lips
I died that night as I tried for live

[Refrain 2: Gaika]
Black yute is a killer like bounty
Call the eagle on the arm, dem’s around me
Black yute is a killer like bounty
Call the eagle on the arm, dem’s around me

[Chorus 1: Leila Adu]
Feelin’ so raw
Livin’ in these times
Oh, raw, so

[Hook: Gaika]
So, I’m up on that line like a man gone numb
With the eyes [?] and diamond rings in pursuit
Of making insecurities silenced

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Auras – Stars Abound Lyrics

This is my dream
For my eyes only to see
My vision is so clear up in these clouds
Painted with colors that speak to me
There’s no darkness that can be found
Just limitless bliss to infinity
The sounds are so bright
Piercing waveforms are so alturing
These lights are held in constant flight
In the sky my mind’s aspiring

There is a vivid place
Every time I close my eyes
Stars align within this space
My vision echoes to redefine
This is my dream
For my eyes only to see
There is a vivid place
Every time I close my eyes
Stars align within this space
My voice echoes to redefine

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Rita Wilson – Faith In You Lyrics

Sometimes you're gonna make me mad
Sometimes you're not going to be
Everything that I dreamed
You'd always be for me

Nobody's perfect
Forgive and let go
We're in this together
I want you to know

Chorus:
I have faith in you
Faith in you
And baby, I know whatever I do
You will have faith in me, too

I can't look over my shoulder
Don't wanna be living in fear
Even though sometimes I'll let you down
You know I'll always be here

Nobody's perfect
Let it all go

We're talking it over
I want you to know
Chorus:
I have faith in you
Faith in you
And baby, I know whatever I do
You will have faith in me, too

Bridge:
Don't look down at all
Or baby we just might fall
Just keep looking at me
Maybe we can have it all

Chorus:
I have faith in you
Faith in you
And baby, I know whatever I do
You will have faith in me, too

I have faith in you
Faith in you

Baby you know whatever you do
You can faith in me too
You can have faith in me too

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Junior H – Se Quedan Viendo Lyrics

[Letra de "Se Quedan Viendo"]

[Verso 1]
Va amaneciendo y la verdad no me quiero dormir
Voy manejando bien tumbado, corridos al mil
Se quedan viendo por el pinche humaderón
Pues mi carnal se prende un gallo bien cabrón

[Estribillo]
Viejo, viera qué a gusto me siento
Qué bien salió el movimiento
Y ya no quiero bajar
Quiero y quiero y quiero más
Préndase otro pa' rolar
Viejo, jálese pa' la guarida
Saque esa madre blanquita
Pa' poderme alivianar
Botellitas destapar
Pa' volverme a dеstrampar

[Interludio]
Préndase otro, préndase otro

[Verso 2]
Todos cantando bien ondеados la misma canción
Las morras se mueven bien rico con el reggaeton
[Estribillo]
Viejo, viera qué a gusto me siento
Qué bien salió el movimiento
Y ya no quiero bajar
Quiero y quiero y quiero más
Préndase otro pa' rolar
Viejo, jálese pa' la guarida
Saque esa madre blanquita
Pa' poderme alivianar
Botellitas destapar
Pa' volverme a destrampar

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Josman – XS Lyrics

[Paroles de “XS”]

[Intro]
Wow, wow, wow
Hey, yo, wow
Wow, hey, yo
Eazy Dew pétasse
Hey, wow, yo

[Refrain 1]
Ma go fait du XS (wow, wow)
Sur elle, j’fais une fixette (wow, ya)
Ma main sur ses p’tites fesses (ya, ya, ya)
Rondes comme si elle f’sait du fitness mais t’inquiète, j’gère mon business

[Couplet 1]
J’suis avec celle que je voulais (c’est elle)
C’est ma partner dans la ride (j’suis dans la ride)
Avec elle, j’suis plus mature (yeah)
Avec elle, j’corrige mes ratures, on s’kifferait dans la nature
Han baby mince, c’est pour toi qu’j’en pince
À midi, j’rêve de billets, à minuit, j’rêve de tes eins
Tu m’fais golri quand t’es saoule, tu m’fais golri quand tu m’saoules
Faut qu’je vois ton sourire sur tes joues, je veux de toi tous les jours

[Refrain 1]
Ma go fait du XS (wow, wow)
Sur elle, j’fais une fixette (wow, ya)
Ma main sur ses p’tites fesses (ya, ya, ya)
Ronde comme si elle f’sait du fitness mais t’inquiète, j’gère mon business

[Refrain 2]
Pour toi, j’ai fait c’que j’ai pu, mon cœur était au fond du puits
J’suis en kiff sur son cul et j’suis en kiff sur son QI
Baby, baby, baby danse, réduis la distance
De toute évidence, t’es celle à qui j’pense
Oh baby, baby, mince, c’est pour toi qu’j’en pince
À midi, j’rêve de billets, à minuit, j’rêve de tes eins
Baby, baby, yes, c’est toi qui les complexe
À midi, j’rêve de billets, à minuit, j’rêve de tes fesses

[Refrain 1]

Ma go fait du XS (wow, wow)
Sur elle, j’fais une fixette (wow, ya)
Ma main sur ses p’tites fesses (ya, ya, ya)
Ronde comme si elle f’sait du fitness mais t’inquiète, j’gère mon business

[Couplet 2]
Rejoins-moi en vitesse, avec toi, moins de tristesse
T’es pas comme toutes ces p’tites pestes
Avec toi, j’suis dans l’ivresse, ma baby, ma tigresse
Yes, oh mon bijou, on s’est pas vu d’puis genre dix jours
Fais-moi juste un bisou, fais-moi juste un bisou
Rien que son regard me hante, on m’étranglerait pour que j’lui mente
On vit la vie, on fait l’amour, j’lui mets profond pour que j’lui manque

[Refrain 1]
Ma go fait du XS (wow, wow)
Sur elle, j’fais une fixette (wow, ya)
Ma main sur ses p’tites fesses (ya, ya, ya)
Ronde comme si elle f’sait du fitness mais t’inquiète, j’gère mon business

[Refrain 2]
Pour toi, j’ai fait c’que j’ai pu, mon cœur était au fond du puits
J’suis en kiff sur son cul et j’suis en kiff sur son QI
Baby, baby, baby danse, réduis la distance
De toute évidence, t’es celle à qui j’pense
Oh baby, baby, mince, c’est pour toi qu’j’en pince
À midi, j’rêve de billets, à minuit, j’rêve de tes eins
Baby, baby, yes, c’est toi qui les complexe
À midi, j’rêve de billets, à minuit, j’rêve de tes fesses

[outro]
Ma go fait du XS ( wow, wow)
Sur elle j’fais une fixette ( wow, ya)
Ma main sur ses p’tites fesses (ya,ya,ya)
Hein, yeah
Yo

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Moneymarr – Slimey, Pt. 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
Too Dirty
Yeah
Slimey, Pt. 2
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Nigga, stop what you doin', bitch, you know you ain't 'bout shit
Talkin' that shit get you shot in your mouth quick
Say you better than me, lil' nigga, I doubt it
Put his head out the whip, got him screaming and shouting
Hit his bitch, he back home screaming and pouting
Yeah, I'm dripping VLONE, bitch, I'm fly like a falcon
I just walked out the bank with a couple of thousands
Told her leave me alone 'cause that bitch acting childish
Sippin' lean hurt my heart so I stopped with the double cup
Nigga, I got good drop on the opps, 'bout to f*ck 'em up
We gon' sit, we gon' plot, bet I hit at his mother truck
Let her sit on my dick then I let that bitch lick it up
Uh, bitch, get on the floor
Big Gun Squad shit when I'm kickin' your door
And all these rappers on dick, they keep taking my flow
'bout to switch up the drip, nigga, I'm in my glow

[Verse]
Lot of hundreds and twenties, my pockets ain't hurting now
If you slide on my block, draw the Glock, I'ma work it out
She gon' mention my name for some clout, it ain't workin' out
Gave that bitch some attention and she get to lurkin' now

Better smack his ass out 'cause I know he ain't purping now
Making hits out the trap, gotta go put the curtain down
I been puttin' in work, yes, I think I deserve 'em now
I'ma pop me a Perc', grab the chopper, I'm Kirk-ing out
[Chorus]
Nigga, stop what you doin', bitch, you know you ain't 'bout shit
Talkin' that shit get you shot in your mouth quick
Say you better than me, lil' nigga, I doubt it
Put his head out the whip, got him screaming and shouting
Hit his bitch, he back home screaming and pouting
Yeah, I'm dripping VLONE, bitch, I'm fly like a falcon
I just walked out the bank with a couple of thousands
Told her leave me alone 'cause that bitch acting childish
Sippin' lean hurt my heart so I stopped with the double cup
Nigga, I got good drop on the opps, 'bout to f*ck 'em up
We gon' sit, we gon' plot, bet I hit at his mother truck
Let her sit on my dick then I let that bitch lick it up
Uh, bitch, get on the floor
Big Gun Squad shit when I'm kickin' your door
And all these rappers on dick, they keep taking my flow
'bout to switch up the drip, nigga, I'm in my glow

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Ariana Grande – Off the table feat The Weeknd

Will I ever love the same way again?
Will I ever love somebody like the way I did you?
Never thought you’d be so damn hard to replace
I swear it don’t mean to be this way
If I can’t have you

Is love completely off the table?
Do I sit this one out and wait for the next life?
Am I too cold? Am I not nice?
Might not be quite yet healed or ready
Should have me going too steady
But I just wanna know Is love completely off the table?

[Chorus:]
Will you bе there?
(Will you be there?)
Can I still love you?
(Can I? Can I?)
Not yet healed or ready
(Not ready)
Should have me going too steady
(Too steady)
Just wanna know Is love completely off the table?

[The Weeknd:]
I’ll wait for you
Even though it always feels like
I’ll be number two
To someone you can’t hold anymore
If you let me in, I’m ready to give you what I couldn’t before
Cause I got you girl, let me help you through it
You try to fill the void with a couple boys
I can see right through it
I can you love you harder, than I did before
I was in a dark place back then
I was toxic and I was toxic to someone else
I was haunted by the hills,
I couldn’t give you my all but I will,
If you let me in your arms
If you let me in your heart
I don’t think that love’s completely off the table

[Chorus:]
Will you be there?
(Yes, I will be there for ya)
Can I still love you?
(ooh ooh)
Not yet healed or ready
(Not ready)
Should have me going too steady
(Too steady)
Just wanna know is love completely off the table?

So can you hold me?
If I let you, can you prove it to me?
(ooh oh oh)
Cause I need you to calm me down babe
Gotta get out of my head
Tryna be healed from this pain
Just wanna know
Just wanna know it, baby
Cause I know you believe in it, baby
I can’t think I am ever gonna leave, baby
Cause I ain’t her and you ain’t him
Thankfully
But it’s gon be hard to let someone else in again
Oh, baby.

[Chorus:]
Will you be there?
(I’ll still wait, I’ll still wait for you)
Can I still love you?
Not yet healed or ready
(Not ready)
Should have me going too steady
(No no no)
Just wanna know
Is love completely off the table baby?
I swear, I swear I will wait for you whenever you need
Ooh
Ooh

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Ariana Grande – Just Like Magic

Wake up in my bed, I just wanna have a good day
Think it in my head, then it happens how it should, ay
Twelve o’clock, I got a team meeting
Then a meditation at the one thirty
Then arrive at the studio
Listening to some shit I wrote

The karma, mind aesthetic
Keep my conscience clear,
that’s why I’m so magnetic
Manifest it, finess it
Take my pen and write some note
That is to happen

Just like magic,
Just like magic,
Middle finger to my bum and then I slap it
Just like magic
I’m attractive
I get everything I want cuz I attract it

See, looking in my phone but I’m tryina disconnect it
Read a fucking book, I’d be tryina stay connected
Say it’s tricky at the top
Gotta keep a stean me
Go though [?]
Losing friends, left and right
But I just end up loving life

The karma, mind aesthetic
Keep my conscience clear,
that’s why I’m so magnetic
Manifest it, I finess it
Take my pen and write some note
That is to happen

Just like magic,
Just like magic,
Middle finger to my bum and then I slap it
Just like magic,
I’m attractive,
I get everything I want cuz I attract it

I don’t wanna waste your time on some dumb shit
Password to your phone, you can miss me with that shit
Pincess on your brain, we gon make some new habits
Just like magic
Just like magic

Just like magic,
Just like magic,
Middle finger to my bum and then I slap it
Just like magic,
I’m attractive,
I get everything I want cuz I attract it