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Connells – Stone Cold Yesterday Lyrics

Gotta get me out to this some way. I want to see what it is e see. He was a bad dancer, ’til he learned to shimmy. He had an old stand-by. He told me things that I guess I never knew. I want to see what it is thay see. Don’t it make you wonder, man?BR> Stone cold yesterday, changed, how did it change me? Gotta get me out of this some way. Hey, get me out of this some way. I wouldn’t feel so inhibited. Not your average Betty. Don’t it make you wonder, man? Hey, get me out of this some way. Stone cold yesterday, changed, how did it change me? CONNELLSStone Cold Yesterday Lyrics
I want a word with you, ’bout some average Jimmy. (repeat chorus)
And I walked, and I breathed, and I tried to not let it change me. He was adrift until the world came into view. She showed me things that I guess I always knew. Don’t it make you wonder, man? She was a slow burner, ’til the world got steady. Don’t it make you wonder, man?? Chorus: Stone cold yesterday, changed, how did it change me? I wouldn’t feel so inhibited. She wasn’t found until the early afternoon.

That Much

Lyrics to ‘That Much’ by Buddy:

–Pre-Chorus–
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much (yeah, aye)
–Verse 1–
Smoke on the regular (ooh)
Smoke on the regular
You niggas smoke on the reginald
We way ahead of you (ooh)
Drop the confetti
You should of known better than come and try fuck with my revenue
Takin’ the W, because we come from the W
You takin’ L’s
I’m sparking the L’s
Smokin’ and counting the mail
We raising hell
All on my avenue, all you see all on my avenue
Niggas with attitude
Stackin’ that capital
In that we takin’ collateral
Niggas is borrowers
You niggas is borrowers
Say you gon’ pay me tomorrow
Well I want it all (I need it)
Yeah I want it all
This dedicated to all ya’ll
I ain’t got nothin’ for none of ya’ll
And I need my shit back from all ya’ll
If ya’ll broke, that’s ya’ll fault
Hop in my whip and I skrrt off
Niggas been puttin’ that word out
Heard I been gettin’ that work off
We just gon’ see how that works out (yeah)
–Chorus–
Niggas actin’ like they know sumtin’
Niggas askin’ can they hold sumtin’
Niggas actin’ like I owe sumtin’
Niggas always want sumtin’
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much
Niggas actin’ like they know sumtin’
Niggas always want sumtin’
Niggas actin’ like I owe sumtin’
Niggas askin’ can they hold sumtin’
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much
–Verse 2–
I need my paper long
I need more bread if I’m making sumtin’
Don’t waste my time, I ain’t waitin’ long
Niggas be actin’ like they got a problem
Well, if it’s a problem let’s make it known
All of my culture they hangin’ on
That’s cause they know I be takin’ off
Nigga I started way down at the bottom
And now I be causin’ hysteria
Causin’ hysteria, I’m causing global hysteria
This is hysterical
Niggas still frontin’ like they got some money
Man all of that shit is hilarious
What an embarassment
All you new niggas is terrible
Fuck is ya’ll on? Wait up, hold on
Somebody callin’ my phone
Hand me my cellular
Talkin’ to your girl, yeah, I’m talking to your lady
She know how to keep a young nigga motivated
Smokin’ on the loud, roll around in the latest
Purple and the gold, like the muthafuckin’ Lakers
Either that, or it’s all black, like the Raiders
And you know we keep a lil’ sumthin’ for the haters
West side niggas don’t give no favors
–Chorus–
Niggas actin’ like they know sumtin’
Niggas askin’ can they hold sumtin’
Niggas actin’ like I owe sumtin’
Niggas always want sumtin’
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much
Niggas actin’ like they know sumtin’
Niggas always want sumtin’
Niggas actin’ like I owe sumtin’
Niggas askin’ can they hold sumtin’
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much
–Bridge–
(Hey) Get up out my bizness, my biznass
Stay out my bizness, my bizness, my biznass
Get up out my
Get up out my bizness, my biznass
Get up out my bizness, my bizness, my biznass
Get up out my
Get up out my bizness, my biznass
When I get my chips, don’t ask me shit
Just know I did that
Better get yo’ bitch
If I get yo’ bitch, you won’t get yo’ bitch back
When I get yo’ bitch
Im’ma put my dick right where her ribs at
When I roll my smoke
All up in her throat, where I put my kids at
Open up this here, pour it in that cup
Then we gon’ sip that
In the mornin’, while she yawnin’, I’m off the get back
When you off that block, only get one shot
And I can’t miss that, can’t miss that
–Chorus–
Niggas actin’ like they know sumtin’
Niggas askin’ can they hold sumtin’
Niggas actin’ like I owe sumtin’
Niggas always want sumtin’
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much
Niggas actin’ like they know sumtin’
Niggas always want sumtin’
Niggas actin’ like I owe sumtin’
Niggas askin’ can they hold sumtin’
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even movin’ that much
I ain’t even doin’ that much
I ain’t even makin’ that much

Ole ole – Capital Bra feat. Raf Camora songtexte

(x4)
Capital Bra songtexte
Video Capital Bra Ole ole, olé olé olé. Sie zu knacken ist einfach
Weil heute ist Freitag
Und ich ihr erzähle, ich fahre ein’n Maybach
Kahbas mit Streifen vom Tanga
Tanzen auf Koka Lambada
Leg mir ‘ne Line, du Versager
Leg mir ‘ne Line und ich lauf’ durch den Club wie ein Kranker
Dreihundert, Mercedes, Kickdown
Während ich Ott inhaliere
Was für Ausweiskontrolle? (x4)
Ich chill’ im Pool, ihr Top verschwindet
Dresscode gern so Victoria’s Secret
Ich seh’, wie sie die Opfer hinhält
Doch wir hab’n, was sie woll’n, Cash, Waffen und paar Riesenflaschen Wodka immer
Sie stürmt im Bikini den Alfa
Camora wird immer bekannter
2016 ging alles zu schnell
Darum kipp mir bisschen Lean in mein Fanta
Audi A7 in Anthra versuri-lyrics.info
Paar materialistische bitches im Tanga
Capi und R-A im Flieger nach Barca
Gewinner sind wir, damals sah’n sie das anders. Sie sagten, „Bra, mit der Musik“
Ja, „kann man nichts verdien’n.“
Jaja, okay, jaja, okay, okay
Heut bin ich am machen und gewinn’n
Klatsch’ den Arsch der Stripperin
Olé olé, olé olé olé. Ole ole, olé olé oleee. Songtexte Capital Bra – Ole ole
Ich chill’ mit Bitches im Park
Leg’ ihr ‘ne Line von mein Taş
Und sie tanzt so wie Nicki Minaj
Ich will Titten und Arsch und ‘ne Kippe danach
Wo sind die geldgeilen Weiber? Beiseite, du Pico, hab’ keine Papiere.(ole ole)
Sie sagten, „Bra, mit der Musik“
Ja, „kann man nichts verdien’n.“
Jaja, okay, jaja, okay, okay
Heut bin ich am machen und gewinn’n
Klatsch’ den Arsch der Stripperin
Olé olé, olé olé olé.

Rainbow – Kesha lyrics

Kesha lyrics
Video Kesha Darling, our scars make us who we are, are
So when the winds are howling strong
And you think you can’t go on, hold tight, sweetheart. I’d forgot how to daydream
So consumed with the wrong things
But in the dark, I realized this life is short
And deep down, I’m still a child
Playful eyes, wide and wild
I can’t lose hope, what’s left of my heart’s still made of gold. I’ve found a rainbow, rainbow, baby
Trust me, I know, life is scary
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and play along with me tonight. I found a rainbow, rainbow, baby
Trust me, I know life is scary
But just put those colors on, girl
You gotta learn to let go, put the past behind you
Trust me, I know, the ghosts will try to find you
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Oh, put those colors on, girl
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Come and paint the world with me tonighttt. Lyrics Kesha – Rainbow
I used to live in the darkness
Dress in black, act so heartless
But now I see that colors are everything
Got kaleidoscopes in my hairdo
Got back the stars in my eyes, too
Yeah, now I see the magic inside of me.(rainbow)
Yeah, maybe my head’s f*cked up
But I’m falling right back in love with being alive
Dreaming in light, light, lights
This kitty cat lost her mind
Been lookin’ for a star-sent sign that I’ll be alright
Versuri-lyrics.info
Look to the skies. You’ll find a rainbow, rainbow, baby
Trust me, I know life is scary
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and play along with me tonight
You gotta learn to let go, put the past behind you
Trust me, I know, the ghosts will try to find you
But just put those colors on, girl
Come and paint the world with me tonight
Night, night, night, night, night. And I know that I’m still f*cked up
But aren’t we all, my love?

Lonely Together

Lyrics to ‘Lonely Together’ by Avicii:

–Verse 1–
It’s you and your world and I’m caught in the middle
I caught the edge of a knife and it hurts just a little
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know that I can’t be your friend
It’s my head or my heart, and I’m caught in the middle
–Pre-Chorus–
My hands are tied, but not tied enough
You’re the high that I can’t give up
Oh lord, here we go
–Chorus–
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
At the bottom of a bottle
You’re the poison in the wine
And I know
I can’t change you and I
I won’t change
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
–Post-Chorus/Drop–
Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together
–Verse 2–
Eyes wide shut and it feels like the first time
Before the rush to my blood was too much and we flatlined
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know just how this ends
Now I’m all messed up and it feels like the first time
–Chorus–
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
At the bottom of a bottle
You’re the poison in the wine
And I know
I can’t change you, and I
I won’t change
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
–Post-Chorus/Drop–
Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together
Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together
–Pre-Chorus–
My hands are tied, but not tied enough
You’re the high that I can’t give up
Oh lord, here we go
–Chorus–
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
At the bottom of a bottle
You’re the poison in the wine
And I know
I can’t change you, and I
I won’t change
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
–Post-Chorus/Drop–
Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together
Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together
A little less lonely now
A little less lonely now
A little less lonely now

Something New

I’m dead
Looking for a real one? Lyrics to ‘Something New’ by Wiz Khalifa:

–Intro – Wiz Khalifa–
Right now, I’m down
I be with the Hitmaker
So, hol’ up
–Hook/Chorus – Ty Dolla Sign–
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
‘Cause I can’t stop loving you “Oh yeah”
Since I got a taste of your love “Oh yeah”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh, woah”
–Verse 1 – Wiz Khalifa–
God d**n, you know who I am
Try to be on the low, but you ain’t slow
Keep my shirt open, eyes low
Get a lot of paper, I know
But you ain’t into that
You like real facts
Like, if you show love, you gon’ get it back
Like, if you f**k good, you gon’ get it back
Like, if you cook, wanna a real n***a that
Gon’ rep ’till that p***y like “Uhh uhh”
We can go and get a private room
We could f**k for one night, and (?) jump the broom
Say your n***a, chill
–Hook/Chorus – Ty Dolla Sign–
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
‘Cause I can’t stop loving you “Oh yeah”
Since I got a taste of your love “Oh yeah”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh, woah”
–Verse 2 – Ty Dolla Sign–
I can tell you ain’t from ’round here
All that body, baby, it’s not fair
Pull up on that a*s in a drop, yeah
That’s your ex, n***a? You found him
Kinda funny, (?) we gon’ go (?) it
No doubt, yeah
Leave your legs, shake it
I might sing to that p***y like la-da-da-di-da “Di, yeah”
Girl, your s**t so classic, it don’t need no features “No, ooh Yeah”
–Hook/Chorus – Ty Dolla Sign–
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
‘Cause I can’t stop loving you “Oh yeah”
Since I got a taste of your love “Oh yeah”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh, woah”
–Verse 3 – Wiz Khalifa “Ty Dolla Sign”–
Girl, you look just like something out a magazine “Zine”
You smell great, know your body clean “Yeah”
Them n****s been on you since you was a teen “Teen”
Now you grown up, and I’m a boss, I’m just showing love “Love”
Smell like kush when I’m rolling up “Roll”
So much bank, I can fold it up “Fold”
It’s so good, got you calling up “Call”
Tryna kick it with a n***a like, uhh “Brr, oom”
–Hook/Chorus – Ty Dolla Sign–
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh”
‘Cause I can’t stop loving you “Oh yeah”
Since I got a taste of your love “Oh yeah”
Baby, come give me something new “Ooh, woah”

Cashing Out

–Chorus–
Cashing out (racks)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (wham)
Pullin’ out (skrt skrt)
Now that bitch is fiending out (racks)
Cashing out (ooh)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (skrt skrt)
Pullin’ out
Now that bitch is fiending out (yeah)
–Outro–
You already know what it is
Spanish girls treat me like I’m J Balvin
You already know what goin’ on Lyrics to ‘Cashing Out’ by MadeinTYO:

–Intro–
We in New York, you dig
Private Club, you dig
Of course, you dig
Yeah, yeah
–Chorus–
Cashing out (racks)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (wham)
Pullin’ out (skrt skrt)
Now that bitch is fiending out (racks)
Cashing out (ooh)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (skrt skrt)
Pullin’ out
Now that bitch is fiending out (yeah)
–Verse 1–
I put in work, you call off work
Ooh, fuck off a perk (skrt skrt)
You do the worst, I do the best
I want a buzz on the chest, uh
Daddy as fuck, pushin’ your luck
Uh, we getting bucks, uh
Nowadays runnin’ up, uh
Lil nigga push your luck, yeha
I got tricks like a kick flip
Gassed up like a Kwik Trip
I did it first, I did it first
I want a test with a verse, uh
Tired of comparison
Young nigga, yeah it’s so embarrassin’
Fuck up her hair again
My shawty bad, yeah she arrogant
–Chorus–
Cashing out (racks)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (wham)
Pullin’ out (skrt skrt)
Now that bitch is fiending out (racks)
Cashing out (ooh)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (skrt skrt)
Pullin’ out
Now that bitch is fiending out (yeah)
–Verse 2–
Lil mama wanna top me
Yeah girl, go sloppy
Fix the flow and they copy
Spanish girl call me papi
Chain on Murakami, yeah
Chain on Murakami, uh
Tokyo where you find me
Labels all wanna sign me, uh
Talking out
Pussy boy, watch your mouth, uh
Rocking out
Diamonds always hanging out, uh
Give me head ’til I’m dead
Bitch I’m acting out, uh
Undercover jacket bitch
What your fashion ’bout?

Wumpscut – Black Death Lyrics

WUMPSCUTBlack Death Lyrics
Weck das Feuer in mir
Weck das Feuer in mir
Weck das Feuer in mir
Du weckst das Feuer in mir
Brenn
Schwarzer tod
Komm und lieb mich schwarzer tod
Umarm mich schwarzer tod
Black death I’m not scared
Vor deiner Fratze hab ich keine Angst
Black death caress me
Black death lick my pale skin
Black death come to love me
Make my body burn
You make my body burn
Burn

Lifehouse – Mesmerized Lyrics

LIFEHOUSEMesmerized Lyrics
Filling a space, burning a chapter of your life
This was the place that only you would know
Walking away, watching the ashes as they fall
Reaching into your eyes
I can feel you crawling through my veins
Like catching the first sunrise, mesmerized
Sever the skies, bury the truth, forget the time
These were the years we tried to leave behind
Whatever we are, I still remember the way we were
Reaching into your eyes
I can feel you crawling through my veins
Like catching the first sunrise, mesmerized
Sometimes when I’m with you
These feelings falling like a landslide
As both of our dreams collide
Reaching into your eyes
I can feel you crawling through my veins
Like catching the first sunrise, mesmerized

Dreamscape – A Voice Inside Lyrics

DREAMSCAPEA Voice Inside Lyrics
Wake up in the morning
I hear a voice inside
What I’ve seen and what I’ve felt
Memories inside my head
Don’t try to understand
Just try to raise my head
Raise my head
A voice KILLING inside
Reflections of my mind
A chance is gone
To catch my broken dream
Consuming all my pride
The price is not all right
Darkness arrives and teadrops on my pillow
Starngers inside – silent they cry
A voice CRYING inside
The night I feel the pouring rain
Could wash my sorrow and my pain
You know I’m stranded in a wasteland
Flames burning in the center of my soul
And the sands of time are rustling in my face
I feel the rush standing on the edge
Soon breaks another day
But I’m sentenced
Sentenced
A voice SPEAKING inside

Crash – It’s Contagious Lyrics

I’m delirious I’m delirious
We feel the groove under the moon and the beat goes on and on, yeah
We know it’s love, we know it’s love when the DJs play our song, oh
Hey, DJs play our song. It’s contagious
Yeah baby it’s contagious and it’s serious
Ooh baby it’s contagious. Ooh, baby it’s contagious. I’m delirious
And we say: “ihanaa!”
Hey, DJs play our song. It’s contagious
Yeah baby it’s contagious and it’s serious
Ooh baby it’s contagious. It’s contagious
Yeah baby it’s contagious. It’s contagious
Yeah baby it’s contagious. It’s contagious
Yeah baby it’s contagious and it’s serious
Ooh baby it’s contagious. Oh, DJs! It’s contagious
Yeah baby it’s contagious. Yeah! CRASHIt’s Contagious Lyrics
The night is blue, I look at you and I go: “sweet times straight ahead”, oh
And I’m not a fool, I know you want it too baby: dance with me tonight, oh
Dance with me tonight, yeah! Oh, DJs! Ooh, baby it’s contagious. Ooh, baby it’s contagious. Hey, the DJs play our song.

Free Beat: ASAP Ferg – Nasty (Who Dat) Instrumental ft. Migos

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ASAP Ferg – Nasty (Who Dat) Lyrics ft. Migos

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[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (yeah)
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Migos, Ferg
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin’ my J
Another deal with Adidas ’cause I’m feelin’ like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got ’em swimmin’ in cash
I don’t even throw the money, sit the brick on the ass
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin’ my J
Another deal with Adidas cause I’m feelin’ like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got ’em swimmin’ in cash
I don’t even throw the money, sit the brick on the ass
[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
All these bricks and money I been stackin’
All dollars bustin’ through the plastic
1800 got me blastin’
I’ma keep the money comin’, keep dancin’
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be her last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your Insta? Asap Ferg & Asap Rocky
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew
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[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew
[Verse 2: Takeoff & Quavo]
Stars in the ceilin’, Wraith top
Who dat rich mothafucka named Takeoff? Yeah it’s my brother Ferg
Double park that Bentley on the Harlem curb (brrr)
I can flip a pigeon and a dirty bird (brrr)
Chopper with precision
You better mind your business
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[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew
[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
All these bricks and money I been stackin’
All dollars bustin’ through the plastic
1800 got me blastin’
I’ma keep the money comin’, keep dancin’
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be her last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your Insta? Bad bitch ass soft, beat her face off
Lawyer Jew, was ’bout that paper, knock that case off
(Quavo)
Ice shine bright, one hell of a night (ice)
Once I hit it one time bet I make her swipe (cash)
Beat the pussy, Ike, Mike Tyson bite (woo)
Early AM on the red eye flight
A1 dope, nigga can’t forget the steak sauce
Same hoes everywhere I go, Nate Dogg
We run from the red dog pick up when that bag call
Flew to New York ’bout that thread talk, put on when Ferg call
Brr brr
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D’Banj – Comment Ca Va Lyrics ft The Fedz

D’Banj – Comment Ca Va Lyrics ft The Fedz

Ahead of his new album release, D’banj returns today as he teams up with UK/US music collective The Fedz to deliver this top-notch record titled “Comment Ca Va”. READ  D’Banj – Be With You Lyrics
 
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Free Beat: Chris Brown – Questions Instrumental

Free Beat: Chris Brown – Questions Instrumental

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Chris Brown – Questions Lyrics

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Share on Google+ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Girl, I got a question for ya (oh)
Can I get an answer? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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[Bridge]
Let me hold you
Come caress my body
You got me going crazy
You turn me on, turn me on
Baby, let me love you
Put your arms around me
You got me going crazy
You turn me on, turn me on, yeah
[Chorus]
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer? Chris Brown – Questions Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, you deal with
[Verse 1]
From the moment you was dancing in the party, pushing all on me
Giving everything, you’re giving everything tonight
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And if you thought you could get away from me and get away from me
Girl, just take your time (time, time)
You’re coming home with me tonight
[Chorus]
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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[Verse 2]
She only love me ’cause I’m dangerous (dangerous, oh yeah)
That pum pum something like angel dust (angel dust, some’)
Girl, let me hold ya, put mi ting all around ya
Make me feel like I own ya, kill the poon like a warrior, get that pum like
[Chorus]
Girl, I got a question for ya (I got)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got a question for ya (girl, I got)
Can I get an answer?

Loyalty – Phora lyrics

You learned to let go and you poppin’ now
f*ck what they say and you poppin’ off
Focus on yourself only, no one else
You the only thing they talk about
Everybody wanna roll with you
But they don’t know what you been goin’ through
You just wanna get away sometimes, I could tell that you get lonely, too
And lately you been on the wave, yeah
You can never be replaced, nah
Lowkey they been talkin’ ’bout you, but they never say it to your face
Yeah, she got attitude, but she a lovergirl
I think she could be a CoverGirl
You ain’t f*ckin’ with these other girls
You the type to get me in some trouble, girl
It’s like Nike how these bitches checkin’ on ya
Do ya thing, I see you flexin’ on ’em
Ever since you been throwin’ niggas, all of a sudden niggas want to get to know you
But all of these niggas is stuck in they ways, hey
But really you just need some company, babe
And that’s why. Phora lyrics
Video Phora Lo with the hips, yeah
She just wanna be appreciated
Cinderella need a prince, yeah
And she say loyalty is all she need right now
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You should be treated like royalty, baby
I know all that you wanted was loyalty, baby, oh yeah
All of these niggas are stuck in they ways
But you poppin’ and you give a f*ck what they say
Give a f*ck what they say, yeah
You should be treated like royalty, baby
I know all that you wanted was loyalty, baby, oh yeah
All of these niggas are stuck in they ways
But you poppin’ and you give a f*ck what they say
Give a f*ck what they say. You should be treated like royalty, baby
I know all that you wanted was loyalty, baby, oh yeah
All of these niggas are stuck in they ways
But you poppin’ and you give a f*ck what they say
Give a f*ck what they say, yeah
You should be treated like royalty, baby
I know all that you wanted was loyalty, baby, oh yeah
All of these niggas are stuck in they ways
But you poppin’ and you give a f*ck what they say
Give a f*ck what they sayyy. She got missed calls on her phone now
She worth more and she know now
Ex man tryna work it out
But she happy on her own now
‘Cause what’s love when you need someone but they just dont know what it means? He tried to treat you like a pawn
But he ain’t know you a queen
Checkmate for that lame a*s nigga
If I ever see him, I’d prolly fade that nigga
Tried to blame you for the things he did
And he said he made you, but you made that nigga
Like, you too good for him
But you did what you could for him
So now she focused on herself, treat her body right like a new foreign
Kylie Jenner on the lips, yeah
J. So you should be treated like royalty, baby
I know all that you wanted was loyalty, baby, oh yeah
All of these niggas are stuck in they ways
But you poppin’ and you give a f*ck what they say
Give a f*ck what they say, yeah
You should be treated like royalty, baby
I know all that you wanted was loyalty, baby, oh yeah
All of these niggas are stuck in they ways
But you poppin’ and you give a f*ck what they say
Give a f*ck what they say.

Rick Ross – She On My Dick (Remix) Instrumental

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[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
I used to torture, gave him back his life
He got it wrong if he think I’ma fight him
War cries on all on my lil’ homies homicidal
300 soldiers like I’m Leonidas
I flips them yams and gave my man a Merci
We pop them bottles every night like it’s our anniversary
Hot in Dade County, they gon’ try to stretch him
One APB and they’ll apply the pressure
I know them hot boys, she say I’m the coolest
That coolin’ kid’ll have that chopper coolin’
I took a 50k right to my jewler
Even though a nigga got it, I be actin’ Jewish
No Master P, they got me feelin’ foolish
She hold my dick, I let my gangster bitch hold down my toolie
Yeah, she got potential so I had to school her
I text her papi, he send me my moolah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)

[Verse 3: Bruno Mali]
I tried to spread the bitch but she on my dick
Told her jump up in this whip, come and drive a stick
I might buy a purse, I might pay her rent
She a all-star, first round draft pick
She call me at the gas station pumpin’ gas
I pulled up at the Chev, run up, drop off a couple bags
Fish tailin’ off the lot with somebody’s thot
When she met me, I was in a drop countin’ guap
Said she fantasize ’bout a real trap nigga
She on my dick so hard, she came before I put it in her
Ha, young, rich, black, trap nigga
With a fuckin’ 7 figures
A huncho on my wrist
Pull up in the whip with the shit and blow your bitch a kiss
All of this ice on me make it hard for you to miss
Every time you see me, look like I just hit a lick, woah
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[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)
[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
Rims stackin’ on the rear, album of the year
If I want to see her, well then here come the lear
Clear the runway and double in [?]
The baddest bitches only ones that come to see us
Jewels every every day, I’m burnin’ loud (that’s me)
On the top floor and I’m the biggest earnin’ now (that’s me)
Shittin’ on these niggas, Tweet, see ’em in the streets
I’m only talkin’ money so we rarely speak
I got the bitch a buzz and she fell in love
Now she climbin’ out the deck, fuckin’ with a thug
Had my skully on when I fuck her in the tub
Dirty money, buy Chevys, only one I love
She love it how I’m livin’, such a wise decision
In the history books, never in my feelin’s
Pussy wet enough, I think I got her drippin’
Still on my lap, I could count a million
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[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick (woo)
 
Rick Ross – She On My Dick (Remix) Lyrics ft Meek Mill, Young Dolph & Bruno Mali
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[Intro: Bruno Mali]
Maybach Music
Slide, hoe, watch this
I’m drippin’ dressin’ on these hoes, nigga
Get your bitch, nigga
She gettin’ real friendly, nigga
Talk to these niggas
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
Shawty know she fuck me good and like she caught a lick
My daughters took that for the feds, went and bought a brick
Said welcome back, gave ’em some keys on some reporter shit, woah
Whippin’ the white, we might just ran through a brick in the night
Give ’em a price, Lord a number when he flip it twice
Still in the trap, bitch on her back while I’m out for a bite
I’m on some shit, these niggas ain’t lit, I give ’em a life, woah
She on my dick, she on my dick
Got that word, that pussy good now she on my list
Rose Patek, look like duck sauce on my wrist
Young nigga, Bentley trucks parked on my strip
Standin’ on the corner like I’m King Kong
And [?] stop with that .40, playin’ ding dong
And back and forth, ain’t no rappers like ping pong
She fuck Rozay, she on my dick, we sing the same song, woah
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She on my dick, she on my dick (woo)
She seen my moves, she on my dick (woo)
The richest nigga, yeah, she on my dick (woo)
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