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Indestructible – Not Your Dope feat. Max lyrics

Yeah, I’ve heard their doubts
Think I worn them out, to anything
But I prove ’em wrong, yeah
Let ’em hear my thunder roar
This what they’ve been waiting for. So stop, drop
They never gon’ take me
They never gon’ break me, no
I swing it till I hit the floor
Stop, they never gon’ hurt me
Get stronger when they burn me up
And I am indestructible. I felt it, depleting
Like I can’t keep pushing
Got nothing left to believe in
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But then I find it
I’m ready to attack now
I make my mark and I ain’t never gonna back down. Lyrics Not Your Dope – Indestructible
I’ve had it, that feeling
Like I can’t go wrong
Like I can’t keep breathing
But I keep climbing
Don’t look back now
Make my mark and I won’t back down.(indestructible)
Yeah, I’ve heard their doubts
Think I worn them out, to anything
But I prove ’em wrong, yeah
Let ’em hear my thunder roar
Are this what they’ve been waiting for? So stop, drop
They never gon’ take me
They never gon’ break me, no
I swing it till I hit the floor
Stop, they never gon’ hurt me
Get stronger when they burn me up
And I am indestructible. No, no, no
You know I am indestructible
They never gonna tame me now
Tame me now
And I am indestructibleee. Not Your Dope lyrics
Video Not Your Dope

My gabber – Scooter feat. Jebroer lyrics

Through good days and the bad
Always help each others back
F*ck all other people said
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What you see is what you get
It’s time to raise your fist and let them know
Join the revolution, all f*cking go. My gabber is my best friend, my mate
When I’m in the field, and I’m with you
Then I’m with you my friend, my mate
My .. Bro 1: Yuichi Yamazaki
Bro 2: Shin Kinoshita
Visiters Noodleshop: Kotaro Shibuya, Anna Shomo, Kei Iwamoto, TAXI
Owner Garage: Shoji Inoue (alias Mr. My gabber is my best friend, my mate
When I’m in the field, and I’m with you
Then I’m with you my friend, my mate
Because our friendship never dies. My gabber is my best friend, my mate (mate, mate, mate)
Because our friendship never dies. My gabber is my best friend, my mate
When I’m in the field, and I’m with you
Then I’m with you my friend, my mate
Because our friendship never dies. My gabbeeer is my best friend, my mate
When I’m in the field, and I’m with you
Then I’m with you my friend, my mate
My .. Never on our own because we are one
Getting into trouble ever since we’re young
It’s time to raise your fist and let them know
Join the revolution, all f*cking go. My gabber is my best friend, my mate (my mate, my mate)
Everybody! Chill)
Special thanks to:
Picture Vehicles: Shoji Inoue (Star Road)
Motorcycles: Selfish Yokohama / 8 Ball Saitama
Special effects by: Sound-Light-Laser | Joey van Dijk
Adidas Futsal Park Shibuya
Brenda Nieborg
Roq ’n’ Rolla Music
Timothy Kimman
Scooter lyrics
Video gabber Lyrics Scooter – My gabber
My gabber is my best friend, my mate
When I’m in the field, and I’m with you
Then I’m with you my friend, my mate
My .. My gabbeeer is my best friend, my mate
When I’m in the field, and I’m with you
Then I’m with you my friend, my mateee.

Me toca perder – Gera MXM feat. Daniela Calvario letra

La gente pregunta
amigos preguntan
que como me encuentro
de quien fue la culpa
les digo que mia
por viajes, conciertos, por fiestas, por morras
por no estar atento. (X4)
Gera Mxm letras
Video perder Para que me veas fumando, cantando feliz
por alguna calle obscura de mi bendito San Luis
de mi bendito san luis
por alguna calle obscura de mi bendito san luis
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yo asi soy feliz
en mi bendito san luis
tienes mil conciertos
pero una mujer no
se te hacen tan dificil
las cosas del amor. trate de darlo todo por ser lo feliz del cuento
pregunto ¿que paso? responde yo no se
dice que tanto miedo la canso y ella se fue
me dejo mi libreta, la cena, un cafe
lleno de tantas letras para dar un buen cd
que si no marcha bien, tampoco va tan mal
yo canto lo que siento para mantenerme real
camina perdida toda la ciudad
su ausencia que corre y la quiero alcanzar
La quiero alcanzar, aunque sea mi error, la quiero alcanzar
la quiero alcanzar, aunque sea mi amor, la quiero alcanzar. (X2)
Me toca perder
aunque no lo creas me toca perderrr. La noche pregunta no logro entender
la vida me exige no quiero crecer
se encuentra en mis manos
no lo pude ver
y aunque no lo creas me toca perder. Despues de tanto juntos
de todo lo compartido
de una buena noche, de un buen amanecer
aunque no lo creas me toca perder
es Gera Mxm y Daniela Calvario al microfono. Camino peridido
pero si escucho el ruido
aplausos tan fuerte de gente cantando, van todos conmigo
parece que no
pero sigo vivo
buscando ese sueño
que no fue contigo. oh jugamos a ser ciegos. La noche pregunta no logro entender
la vida me exige no quiero crecer
se encuentra en mis manos no lo pude ver
y aunque no lo creas me toca perder. Ah, por el gusto a mentirte
y decidirme que tienes que irte
por el miedo a morirme
sin poder cantar lo que siempre quize decirles
puede que no guste, mas esto es para mi
para curarme por dentro
sanar la cicatriz. La noche pregunta no logro entender
la vida me exige no quiero crecer
se encuentra en mis manos
no lo pude ver
y aunque no lo creas me toca perder. Letra Gera Mxm – Me toca perder
Cuando y por donde dimelo perdimos las ganas
los besos
todo lo que fuimos
la noche pregunta que donde dormimos
me pinto otra raya te canto dolido
y claro que me duele
y nada me lo cura el tiempo.(me toca perder)
Me quede sentado esperando en el mismo asiento
que al final y siempre tu sabes que yo no miento. Despues de tus mentiras y engaños conoci
lo triste que resulta la peor parte de ti
y vienes y me dices que lo sientes
que te arrepientes pero no
no es tan facil no
has perdido el juego. No la puedo dejar
tengo que llegar
oh asimilar
que ha llegado el final. No perdiste tiempo conmigo
lo que tu deceas lo tengo entendido
y yo no
soy de las que te esperara
mi tiempo lo valoro
veo que esto ya fue todo
no intentes alcanzarme este es nuestro final. Me toca perder
aunque no lo creas me toca perder. (X4)
Que digan cuanto valgo
dentro de tu juego
si lo tiro todo y salgo corriendo de nuevo
se que yo no ruego
pero todo lo entrego
oh ¿acaso no me vez?

Gone – Mr Probz feat. Anderson Paak lyrics

No one can stop you
When you’re the one the people have chose
And this ride is not for everybody
So get out if you can’t pay the toll
Let up the mast so we can set sail
I made up my mind to see for myself. Light one up and I’m goneee
I’m so goneee
Light one up and I’m gonee
So gone
Light one up and I’m goneee
I’m so goneee
Light one up and I’m goneee
I’m headed to the place I belong. Lyrics Mr Probz – Gone
Say, if you see me then you see me
But, I might not be here for too long
You know I just need a light though, honestly
Because uhhh versuri-lyrics.info
Yeah, once the smoke goes in the air
Then you know I might not be there when it clears
But if I am, well then s**t
You might have a good time.(gone)
I guess I’ll go stepping
Even though the world is upside down
Want to know answers to the questions
At the edge of the map
Will you fall down
Let up the mast so we can set sail
Not too many ways for me to plead help. In the big city
Are the streets really paved with gold
All I need is one witness
And a pack of cigarettes to smoke. Heading off   for   the city
Another night, another hotel
Thank God I still got a little love in the one hitter
I can fly anywhere. In the big city
Are the streets really paved with gold
All I need is a witness
And a pack of cigarettes to smoke. Light one up and I’m gone
I’m so gone
Light one up and I’m gone
So gone
Light one up and I’m gone
I’m so gone
Light one up and I’m gone
I’m headed to the place I belong. Say, you won’t see me in one spot for too long
Had my drinks I got deep thoughts that you want
I put five in this jukebox
And still got a bit more time before they   play my song
You’d be silly to plan your life around me
I got somewhere to go, somewhere I got to be
Ain’t no telling what the future holds   but before I leave. Mr Probz lyrics
Video Mr Probz Light one up and I’m goneee
I’m so goneee
Light one up and I’m goneee
So goneee
Light one up and I’m goneee
I’m so goneee
Light one up and I’m goneee
I’m headed to the place I belonggg.

New Vybz Kartel Photo From Prison Surfaced

The “Fever” deejay, whose real name is Adidja Palmer is currently serving a life sentence for murder. Some new Vybz Kartel photos of him in prison have surfaced and gone viral on social media. Not too often we see new images of the incarcerated dancehall star, but on Thursday some new pics popped up showing him wearing white short denim pants and white polo shirt. Vybz Kartel released two new singles this week, “So Easy” and “How Can You” featuring Ishawna. The aced dancehall deejay has never before seen with facial hair. There is one thing new that you will notice about Vybz Kartel and that is his facial hair. On the first single, he took a shot at Alkaline for copying his style. Earlier this year, an appeal court judge ruled in favor of granting him a new trial which will get underway in February next in the Jamaica Appeal Court. He also looks a bit slimmer than some of his most recent prison photos. Sources inside his Gaza camp told DHH that he received a family visit yesterday from his baby mama and kids. Vybz Kartel and his attorney are confident that he will be exonerated of the murder charge.

Watch Tommy Lee Sparta New Video “40 BALL”

The video was directed by 300KJA. Tommy Lee Sparta went on a crime spree in his new “40 Ball” music video. The dark cut saw the “40 Ball” deejay rolling out with his crew and you can hear the sound of the AMG Benz peeling off tires into the night. Tommy Lee Sparta is keeping hardcore dancehall alive and one thing you expect from the Mobay deejay is a well put together music video. The track is currently available on all major streaming services like Apple Music, Spotify, and Google Play. She then sent Tommy Lee their location and the deejay turned up with his goons a short time later and kidnapped and tortured his target. One of his loyal females then went on a date with his target before going back to his place.

Popcaan Leads Protest Over Bad Roads In St. Thomas

Popcaan leads a protest movement in his native parish St. The deejay can be seen in these photos along with a group of men holding up plaque cards in Morant Bay. The dancehall deejay says rather than just doing a song about the bad conditions of the roads in St. Thomas yesterday over bad roads. The group protest peacefully but there are no word yet on whether or not they met with any government officials. We not blocking the road or anything, but dem still a see we and hear we voice.”
The “Stray Dog” deejay says that he is expecting a response from the government within a week or else he and his crew will return to the streets with an even bigger protest. “Nuff time artiste sing song seh road waa fix and nothing happens, so I rather take action and let them see that we are serious, even though we not doing it in an outrageous way. Popcaan was billed as one of the headlining acts on last week’s Red Bull Culture Clash in Atlanta, but he was unable to attend due to issues with travel documents. Thomas #dancehall full story on link in bio
A post shared by DancehallHipHop (@dancehallhiphop) on Sep 1, 2017 at 12:08pm PDT “We (residents) have been trying to get the Government’s attention for a while now, and still no change,” the Unruly deejay said. Several taxi drivers and other motorists also joined the movement which grew large by the end of the day. Popcaan, whose real name is Andre Sutherland, also went on a journey through the parish with a convoy of motorist while making stops in several communities To let the residents be aware of the movement. #popcaan protesting bad roads in St. “St Thomas is a parish where we don’t have a lot of things, but right now, we’re just asking for the road.”
“I could do a song about it, but that would just be a song,” Popcaan added. Thomas, he is choosing to instead get actively involved in a movement to get the government’s attention.

Take me – Will Sparks feat. Gloria Kim lyrics

Want it again and again, take meee
All night, take meee
All night, take meee
Want it again and again, take meee
All night, take meee
All night, take meee. Trust that the feeling come over me
And let it take me away
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Heaven’s so close when you’re holding me. Will Sparks lyrics
Video me Lyrics Will Sparks – Take me
All yours if you want it
Nonstop giving you everything I’ve got
All night till the morning
Nonstop giving you everything I’ve got.(take me)
Trust that the feeling come over me
And let it take me away
Heaven’s so close when you’re holding me. All night, take meee
All night, take meee. All night, take meee
Everything I’ve got
All night, take meee. Smoke it if you’ve got it
Head down, let it all lights flash till the sound
All yours if you want it
Nonstop giving you everything I’ve got. Want it again and again, take meee (over, over)
All night, take meee (over, over)
All night, take meee
Want it again and again, take meee
All night, take meee
All night, take meee.

Resurrection – Bones lyrics

Bones, it’s the Deadboy
Bones, that skinny white pimp
Bones, it’s the Deadboy
Bones, that skinny white pimp. Yeah they know who it is, this and that, that and this
Faux fur drag behind me, you already know the biz it’s
Bones, look who just stepped in
That skinny white pimp
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Where do I begin? Where’s the truth? Bones lyrics
Video Bones Lyrics Bones – Resurrection
Oh man
Here we go again
You’ve been waiting, huh? I began in the land that was frozen
Spent my time huddled around the fire just hopin’
Till I turned 14, thawed out and noticed
That they don’t lock the doors on the cars around the corner
If you wanna detect me you need sophisticated sonar
Ash drop slow, but the snow fall slower
Never had the funds till I struck with the scrap
Yard full of metal, crowbar in my baggg. It’s the Deadboy, back from the grave.(resurrection)
Bones, it’s the Deadboy
Bones, that skinny white pimp
Bones, it’s the Deadboy
Bones, that skinny white pimp
Bones, it’s the Deadboy
Bones, that skinny white pimp. Say it in the booth
Drop bombs on whack MC’s that’s actin’ new
Its 1992, here we come kickin’ doors down
Sesh Compound, blunts lit, bumpin’ motown
Hit ’em with the pro sound, then I go ghost
Forever in the attic, hittin’ all the wrong notes
I’m the eyes floating in the dark just as I emerge
You know who it is, I don’t gotta say a word.

Lamborghini doors – Rick Ross lyrics

Or die for that? Real nigga, roger that
Said I took a loss but I got it back, woo
Me and all my dogs sell a lot of that food
Talkin’ to the law, knowin’ that it’s not cool
Make me shoot a rapper like my name was Benny Boom
Started out with nothin’, now a nigga in a room
Sweepin’ rich bitches off they feet like a broom
Double-M G, b***h, you know how we move
Whole lot of choppers, nigga, I could never lose. Rick Ross lyrics
Video doors Started off poor with plans to own more
To ridin’ under stars, the life we lived for
Dreamin’ of things we can’t afford
But now we comin’ up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh
They gon’ love me, they gon’ love me now
I bet they tell they friends they wanna f*ck me now, yeah
I bet they say, “He put his niggas on”
Now we comin’ up like them Lamborghini doors, oohhh. Lyrics Rick Ross – Lamborghini doors
Real talk
So when my nigga Meek caught his case, I went to visit him
I’m walking up to the jail, all the niggas start repping
Beating on glass, kicking the doors, and s**t
So when I walk through the door
The captain tell me, “You can’t come in here”
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Came back two weeks later, I got access
Soon as I got on the cell block
I heard him all the way from down the hallway
My nigga had on yellow Balenciagas, ha ha ha ha.(lamborghini doors)
Started off poor with plans to own more
To ridin’ under stars, the life we lived for
Dreamin’ of things we can’t afford
But now we comin’ up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh
They gon’ love me, they gon’ love me now
I bet they tell they friends they wanna f*ck me now, yeah
I bet they say, “He put his niggas on”
Now we comin’ up like them Lamborghini doors, oohhh. Yeah, uh
Poverty stricken, boy, you gotta be kiddin’
Livin’ like we hit the lottery, nigga
I been tippin’ since Scottie was Pippen, Chad was sippin’
And before I had that bag, I used to bag them bitches
I’m so cocky and I’m confident, all these killers in my ambiance
Say what I want, nobody’s stopin’ it, get off my dick, nigga
Where you was at when I could’ve died for this? I was amazed
Oh how it turned their heads
I mastered the game
Oh how they raised their hands
Like Lamborghini doors
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up, oh so high
Like Lamborghini doors
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up (So high)
We, we’re going up, oh so high
Like Lamborghini doors. Corners wanna check him like Odell Beckham
I could plan a record or just draw the weapon
She know I’m livin’ reckless lookin’ at my necklace
I’ma blow this .40 on me, you can save the lectures
Homicides rise as the sun falls
Watch your dog die as my gun bark
These helicopters rise for the one in charge
If I sentence you to die, well that’s a hundred shots
Judge bangin’ like a blood, show a nigga love
Caught him with a kilo so he hit him with a dub
We bulletproof the trucks like the ones in Iraq
Where I’m at, you lock your door and you usin’ a latch
Now it’s stones on my hands, Roberto Durans
Stood tall in the feds, don’t fold on the fam
Tryna point me to the money, no holdin’ my hand
Somebody take me to the bank ’cause it open at ten. Uh, paintings on the wall, you never know the cost
You bangin’ on the boss, the boy’ll be a corpse
I’m steppin’ through the door, my back against the wall
My pockets fat enough to catch a nigga if I fall
Love to see a pretty b***h rollin’ a wood leaf
Phone ringin’, smilin’ like I got some gold teeth
I caught a bird, jet smarter on the Maltese
I left a chick out in DC out on the NorthEast (Trel!)
Such a feelin’, niggas killin’ for my poetry (boss)
Tryna go back underground, that’s once they notice me (boss)
I’m really not the one you wanna handle funny (never)
At the Grammys, my lil’ homie had the hammer on him
You niggas out of style with your weddin’ vows
I still be makin’ rounds like I’m Kevin Liles (what up)
Time to set a date for trial, we never settle out (bring it)
Them Lamborghini doors, you see me steppin’ out.

Komm nicht klar auf dich – Magnis songtexte

24/7 Madam and Eve, Baby
Mach mir nicht auf international It-Girl
Instagramweiber denken, sie wär’n Miss World
Ali Bumaye auf der Bentleyspur
Mehr Bitches um mich rum als auf der Daddy-Tour, yeah
Sie sagt zu mir: „Du scheinst mir sehr vertraut zu sein
Normalerweise steig’ ich nie in fremde Autos ein“
Family first, f*ck auf deine fake Friends
Ich hab’ ein neues Blickfeld durch meine Ray-Ban
Die Gigs in deiner City immer ausverkauft
Ich bin Hit, Single-Dicke, Baby, ciao Kakao. Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Baby, Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Mein Babe wartet daheim auf mich
Baby, Baby, ja, ich sag’ ihr nichts
Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Baby, Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Sie sagt, sie hat ein’n Mann seit langem
Aber, Baby, ja, sie sagt ihm nichtsss. (x2)
Magnis songtexte
Video auf dich Songtexte Magnis –   Komm nicht klar auf dich
Sie findet mich ganz nett, doch ich weiß das (weiß das)
Sie steht auf Nobelrestaurants und Highclass (Highclass)
Benimmt sich so als fuhre sie ein’n Maybach
Doch ihre Einkäufe erledigt sie bei Kaisers
Zweitausend Euro für die Yeezyschuhe
Denn meine Art ist noch kälter als ‘ne Tiefkühltruhe, ah
Sie sagt zu mir, „Wir machen unser Ding weiter
Es bleibt doch unter uns, Baby – Insider“
Chille in der Lobby im Hotel Veyron
Und will ‘ne goldne Kuppel haben wie der Felsendom
Wir sind keine Brüder, nur weil du mich Bruder nennst
Und jeder streitet sich um mich, so wie Jerusalem
Blaues Ziffernblatt auf der .. (x2)
Sie sagt, sie findet mich eigentlich süß, aber
Sie ist nicht auf der Suche nach ‘nem Liebhaber
Bleib mal locker, mach mir nicht auf Edelbitch
Chill’ auf der mit ei’m Meeresblick
Ich trag’ Jordan, f*ck auf Pradaboutique
Wo du mich findest? villa
Und die Kleine sagt: „Baby, folg mir gleich aufs Zimmer“
Sag dein’n Freunden, wenn ich komme, ist es totstill
Denn meine Freunde zieh’n die Fäden wie die Rothschilds.(komm nicht klar auf dich)
Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Baby, Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Mein Babe wartet daheim auf mich
Baby, Baby, ja, ich sag’ ihr nichts
Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
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Baby, Baby, komm’ nicht klar auf dich
Sie sagt, sie hat ein’n Mann seit langem
Aber, Baby, ja, sie sagt ihm nichts.

Dancehall Reacts To Dexter ‘3D’ Pottinger Murder

• • #RestWell my friend! You surely left your mark. The kind, caring, protective, wonderful soul that you were. The kind, caring, protective, wonderful soul that you were. • • This makes no sense…taken from us way too soon. “He will be missed by everyone in the fashion and entertainment industry.”
“Thank you for some of the best memories! me or Tifa or anyone would call you and say we need a video tomorrow and you would get it done. If only I knew.. to me to many of us. News of Dexter ‘3D’ Pottinger murder has been spreading like wildfire and the dancehall community is reacting to the tragedy. ??? This man has loved a treated a lot of women better than many men I know. to me to many of us. Dexter Pottinger was a well known fashion designer and music video director who has worked with local artists like Tifa and Ce’Cile. “That’s who you were…are.. Dex you were an ICON in our fashion industry!! “5 days ago we spoke, me stressing to get my daughters birthday things and you giving me people’s number to call to try and get it in,” Ce’Cile wrote on Instagram. Police officers say he was killed at least a day prior to the discovery of his body which was in a state of decomposition. You do not deserve this my friend. tears are streaming down my face.. you who sat on the floor of a sail boat while other men took all the available seats while I stood..and you sat on the floor and gave me your lap and say sis.. come see your seat here. Crazy inside jokes…laugh till wi bawl and belly cramp up…from we were teenagers competing to see who had the best extension on the dance floor to being signed to the same agency,” Yendi Phillipps said. An inspiration to many…on how to work hard, dream big, live ones truth, live passionately and honestly! ??? this wicked person will see how much friend you have…and they will be brought to justice.”
“He has always been an influence in my style, and he has always been an influence in my life and the choices I have made up until this year,” Nikki Z said. • • #Dexter3DPottinger #Forever #InOurHearts
A post shared by Yendi Phillipps (@yendizzle) on Aug 31, 2017 at 7:24pm PDT

5 days ago we spoke.. 3D was found in his home in Washington Gardens late Thursday evening stabbed to death. if only I knew I would have come see you and tell you how much I love you and appreciate all you've been to me. this wicked person will see how much friend you have…and they will be brought to justice. me stressing to get my daughters birthday things and you giving me people's number to call to try and get it in. if only I knew I would have come see you and tell you how much I love you and appreciate all you’ve been to me. People judge people and have no idea. #sadday #dexter3dp
A post shared by Ce'Cile (@badgyalcecile) on Aug 31, 2017 at 6:27pm PDT If only I knew.. And people will see.. me or Tifa or anyone would call you and say we need a video tomorrow and you would get it done. Thank you for some of the best memories! Entertainers and local media personalities have been reacting to his death with outcry. This man has loved a treated a lot of women better than many men I know. And people will see.. Crazy inside jokes…laugh till wi bawl and belly cramp up…from we were teenagers competing to see who had the best extension on the dance floor to being signed to the same agency….to us working together on some of the BEST styling, hair and makeup in Jamaica! tears are streaming down my face.. That's who you were…are.. you who sat on the floor of a sail boat while other men took all the available seats while I stood..and you sat on the floor and gave me your lap and say sis..come see your seat here. You do not deserve this my friend. People judge people and have no idea.

Kodak Black – Black Cat

[Chorus]
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
[Verse 1]
Same night me and Debo took the Mazda, bih we crashed
Bentley Bentayga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab
They caught the helicopter, I don’t want y’all to think I’m tryna flex
Nigga, what’s your f’n problem? I’m on that Effen vodka, smoking gas
Yeah, beep, beep, I’m the nigga roadrunning to that cash
Fuck a frisbee, I’ll spin n’ bend a nigga like I’m Taz
Fuck my daddy, I can’t believe I nutted out your sack
Fuck my daddy nigga, it’s me and my momma sons like I’m Nash
I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask
I swear to god, I get a hard on when this heat blast
Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that Mac
Hot shifter, can’t control my pace, command, delete his ass
[Chorus]
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past

[Verse 2]
I’m hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I’m Steve Nash
Promise you ain’t see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray
How you finna cut the hole, y’all just bad
In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab
In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that slazz
Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass
Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad
Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass
No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back
Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs
Life’s a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I’m a wizard at blackjack
In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat
[Chorus]
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past

Jessie Reyez – Blue Ribbon

Producer is Timmy
And I don’t need nothin’, I just need my whiskey
Toronto, Toronto, Toronto, my city
Yuh, that shit is colder
I keep that shit on my shoulder
And all of these fuckboys still askin’ me
Why the fuck did I show up
Fuck do you mean, "Why I showed up?"
Fuck do you mean, "Why I showed up?"
And all of these fuckboys askin’ me
"Can I be on your team?"
I say, "No, sir!"
No, no, no, no, no, no new ones
No, no, no, no new ones
I know what you do, son
I don’t need your poison ’round me
No, no, no
I don’t need your poison ’round me
You could keep that shit the fuck over there, please
Keep that shit the fuck over there, please
Don’t act like you don’t see these boundaries
And I shoot you if you come about ten feet around my family
‘Bout ten feet around my people, keep that shit
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yeah, shimmy yeah
I can’t fuckin’ hear, fuckin’ hear what you said
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yeah, shimmy yeah
I can’t fuckin’ hear, I can’t fuckin’ hear what you’re sayin’
I can’t fuckin’ hear what you’re sayin’
Why you runnin’, playboy? You should get to playin’
Oh
But I’m cute if you don’t fuck around
I’m nice if you don’t fuck around
I’m nice if you don’t fuck around
I’m a nice girl, I’m a nice girl, yeah
Gimme ice cubes, gimme ice cubes, yeah
I like it neat, but I like it chilled too, yeah
And I like to fuck, but I can chill too, yeah
I tried to chill too, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of these boys, they callin’ me pretty
Who’s your producer?

Sofia Carson – Ins And Outs

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Don’t leave anything out, don’t spare the details
Can say what you want, I’m not fragile
‘Cause I can promise (uh) that I won’t derail
No, I won’t let your history get to the best of me (uh, uh, uh)
[Pre-Chorus]
No, I (I) won’t bring the gavel down on you
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, I (I) condition never to judge you
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
[Chorus]
Tell me, tell me, tell me
All the ins and outs
But give me something, something (ah) to figure out
Discover your information, this intimate situation
Show me, show me, show me
All the ins and outs
‘Cause it’ll just make it easier to love you (uh, uh, uh, uh)
[Verse 2]
You got 21 questions, I got 21 answers
Hoping the pages, yeah, tell all of what’s yours
Baby, don’t let my history get to the best of you
And don’t let my energy get to the rest of you (uh, uh, uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
No, I (I) won’t bring the gavel down on you
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
[Chorus]
Tell me, tell me, tell me
All the ins and outs
But give me something, something (ah) to figure out
Discover your information, this intimate situation
Show me, show me, show me
All the ins and outs
‘Cause it’ll just make it easier to love you
[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Easier to touch you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Easier to hold you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Easier to love you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
[Chorus]
Tell me, tell me, tell me
All the ins and outs
But give me something, something (ah) to figure out
Discover your information, this intimate situation
Show me, show me, show me
All the ins and outs
‘Cause it’ll just make it easier to love you

[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Easier to touch you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
All the ins and outs
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Easier to love you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
All the ins and outs

Tyga – Nann Nigga (feat. Honey Cocaine)

[Intro: Taterhead, Trina & Trick Daddy]
Ayy, check it out, baby
See, look here for one second, he wanna holla at you
Who is your dawg
Trae
Hell Naw, I don’t wanna holla at no motherfucker tricky he all over there smelling like bookie, Hennessy and shit, hell naw
You saying, what you got? Getting money in the 6 but you won’t wanna see that view
Now this is nothing new, all my bitches in the jukes
My niggas on the news
So no I cannot fucking lose (oh you know naan bitch)
Louis V, 2-2, and I’m Gucci widdit too
Put these niggas in a tomb, Angelina with the juice
Oh, oh, ho
Now when I walk into the room, I’m wearing all gold
Them whips murdered, murdered out and it’s all whoa
Man I just had to learn my lessons, it was all growth
Fuck it, nigga, pay what you owe
Lil’ stupid bitch, you don’t even know what you know
Tuh… oh you know naan, nigga

[Chorus: Tyga & Honey Cocaine]
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Floss like me, ball like me, superstar like me
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Icy white teeth, icy like me, nigga get me five feet
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Been to places, I’ve been
Pull up Maybach Benz, fuck ’bout five or six best friends
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho
Ho you don’t know nann nigga check it out
Hol’ up bitch, Hol up’ bitch, bitch
Hol’ up ho
[Chorus: Tyga]
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Floss like me, ball like me, superstar like me
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Icy white teeth, icy like me, nigga get me five feet
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Been to places, I’ve been
Pull up Maybach Benz, fuck ’bout five or six best friends
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
[Verse 1: Tyga]
Pull up in the Coupe, bad bitches with me too
And my niggas wanna shoot
Down payment on my wrist
Couldn’t pay tuition too
Hit the bitches with the juke, R2, spin move
Rawmatic with the juice, she used to chill with the Maloufs
Fuck a room, I want the roof, Cabanas on the booth
Bandanas on my troops, D’usse, diamond tooth
Now pop that pussy, yeah
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Work hard, sports cars
A menage, my garage, shirt off, skirt off
Skrrt off, off top, I’m the best, no props, make this mo-fucker hop
Pop that pussy don’t stop

[Chorus: Tyga]
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Floss like me, ball like me, superstar like me
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Icy white teeth, icy like me, nigga get me five feet
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Been to places, I’ve been
Pull up Maybach Benz, fuck ’bout five or six best friends
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
[Verse 2: Tyga]
Shawty like a soldier, she gon’ make the body bounce
Bounce, shawty bounce, bounce, bounce, shawty bounce
Niggas talk shit, we gon’ make the shawty bounce
Smoke a dead ounce, yeah nigga, smoke a dead ounce
We need more pounds, tell ’em we need more pounds
Pay your best friend, enough dick to go ’round
Bring your best friend, I got dick to go ’round
Didn’t know me back in ’96, didn’t know me now
I was only 7 young nigga, still reppin’
Had a switch blade, use that bitch as a weapon
Still break the law, fight your ass like it’s Tekken
I’m stuck flexin’, my bitch, a blessin’
Been a taker, you drive Jeddah
Perforated leather, Bose speaker
Now pop that pussy, yeah

[Chorus: Tyga & Honey Cocaine]
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Floss like me, ball like me, superstar like me
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Icy white teeth, icy like me, nigga get me five feet
Ho you don’t know nann nigga
Been to places, I’ve been
Pull up Maybach Benz, fuck ’bout five or six best friends
Ho you don’t know nann nigga, uh-uh ho, hahahaha
Uh-uh hoe, Ho you don’t know nann nigga
[Verse 3: Honey Cocaine]
Young Honey, where the fuck was you?

MADEINTYO – Lose It

Oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m bout to lose it, oh
I’m bout to lose it, hey
I’m bout to lose it, hey
I’m bout to lose it, yah-yah
I’m bout to lose it, hey
I’m bout to lose it, oh
I’m bout to lose it, yah
Gettin’ the guap, makin’ it pop
Droppin’ the top, hey
I made a lot, never a drought
Pussy is wet, I’m ringin’ it out
I don’t got shovels I’m diggin’ a route, woah-woah-woah
Give me some brain, what you thinkin’ about? Man it’s straight, K Swisha with the 808, oh
Palm tree, Miami, yup I’m gainin’ weight, skrt
Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face
Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face
If I buy that new i3 will you ride then? Three stacks on the Louie bag, no problem
I wear Chanel like woah-woah
Diamonds, they lighter than lightbulbs
My pockets do need a tummy tuck
Heard these lil niggas, they fuckin’ up
I’m gettin’ money like what the fuck
She my lil rider no matter what
She my lil rider no matter what
She my lil rider no matter what
I’m gettin’ money like what the fuck
She my lil rider no matter what
She my lil rider no matter what
She my lil rider no matter what
Hey, yah, oh
Count up the money and bag it
Count up the money and bag it
Count up the money and bag it
Oh, yah
Count up the money and bag it
Count up the money and bag it
Count up the money and bag it
Yah, yah, oh
Hey man niggas thought I had one
Niggas thought I couldn’t come back with somethin’
Nigga you out your mind
Oh, yah, yah, yah, oh, yah, yah, yah
Skrt-srt, oh
I’m bout to lose it, yah
I’m bout to lose it, oh
I’m bout to lose it, yah-yah, oh
I’m bout to lose it
I’m bout to lose it, yah
I’m bout to lose it, yah
Switch, switch, swerve
I give that bitch what she deserve
I ain’t fuckin’ with a bird
Louis duffel full of herb
I need that ‘Rari by the curb
I need that ‘Rari by the curb
Pull up to the scene, you know a nigga skate
If I bend her over then you know a nigga paint
Yeah I did it with my squad and they said I can’t
Actin’ like you hard, ugh-ugh, no he ain’t
Yeah, yeah, uh, I’m bout to lose it
Watch how I do it, these niggas stupid
I did it easy, woah, theme niggas sleazy, woo
My niggas greasy, woo, yeah, my niggas greasy, woo
Gosha on my chest, hold up, nigga, flex
Ratchet bitch, ya, she put on the set
I’m brazy, they know it, she wanna throw it
Hop out a whip, hop out a whip, I blow it
Yah, yah, I’m gon’ blow her mind
Oh, oh, I’m gon’ blow her mind
Yeah, damn, that’s your girl she’s so fine
Yah, oh, I’m gon’ blow her mind
That shit cray
That shit brazy
Yah, yah, yah, oh, skrt-skrt

Lil Baby – Narcs

[Chorus]
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
I know they mad as fuck
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
I know they mad as fuck
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
[Verse 1]
I’m rockin’ Balmains like they cheap
I brought out all hundreds and it’s neat
I ride in foreign cars like I’m Meech
Punchin’ on foreign broads on the beach
I got it all gone in a week, week
Saved by the bell like I’m Screech, Screech
F&N ride on my seat
Hope one of you niggas don’t reach
I’m on that timeline, niggas watchin’
I just spent sixty thousand on some watches
I’m rockin’ Tom Ford like a doctor
I just spent twenty thousand on some choppers
We keep them dracos, shout out to the shottas
Nigga we gotta pull up in apartments
This shit was hard for us, we thought we all was stuck
They told me go get it and I went and got it
Lil nigga I’m the one that got it poppin’
Lil nigga pull up on ya, try to pop ya
I been hearin’ niggas talkin’
But when I pull up on them niggas’ head drop
I got the streets in a head lock
Straight to the money, no stops
Straight gas, nigga fuck cops

[Chorus]
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
I know they mad as fuck
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
I know they mad as fuck
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
[Verse 2]
Pussy nigga hatin’, pocket watching
Hope that they ain’t forget the pocket rocket
Everything I do is expensive, old school dash digit
I been grindin’ for a minute, I been really really gettin’ it
We was really in them kitchens, I can show you how to get it
Turned a nigga to a fifty, turned a fifty to a dollar
Take the dollar to your partners, show ’em how to add the water
Lock it up and make it harder, Bentley ridin’ with the mobsters
He know he pasta, we hit on oodles of noodles
We got the weight, that’s a full one, damn she just blew me
Pass me the percs I need two of ’em
Get to the money, I’m racin’
Bitch better check my trap, I’m gettin’ money
Pockets full, why not, FN on the side
Niggas try me they gon’ die
Youngins screamin’ what’s the price? I can’t wait to let ’em slide
It’s gon’ be a homicide
I ain’t gotta tell no lies, 4PF until I die

[Chorus]
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
I know they mad as fuck
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper
The narcs just ran in the spot
Nobody was there, we got out
I know they mad as fuck
They can’t keep tabs on us
We dodgin’ the feds, tryna get this paper
He on the grind and I’ll see you later
I’m tryna grind, go and get this paper

N.O.R.E. – Uno Más (feat. Pharrell)

You knew it was weird, they tried to fake you
Pay attention to love, who cares who hate you
[Refrain: Pharrell]
We’ll win one way or the other, let’s start now girl
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell]
It’s my duty to help you snap back
Leave your worries long gone, long gone
Let go what you cannot take back
Take this moment and move on, move on
I was once like you, had me in my runnin’ shoes
Thought of nothing I could do, man I had it wrong
Somethin’ up in my eyes, make my self-esteem rise
Then they told me that I needa’ do a song

[Chorus: Pharrell & N.O.R.E.]
Come have a drink with me, baby (have a drink with me)
Uno más, one more
Just fill, don’t think with me, baby (one more, only one more)
Singin’ like, uno más ’til we go
I’ll be the shrink you need lately
Just one more clink with me, baby
[Verse 3: N.O.R.E.]
She wanted one more, I wanted one more
Ignored the last call, got one more
We from the bottom, so we always celebratin’ (what?)
From the bottom, so we always celebratin’ (what?)
Can’t help that
I wanna help that
I wanna save her life, I know she felt that
She in a good mood
And I agree wit’ her
I just wanna get drink and go be with her
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell]
It’s my duty to help you snap back
Leave your worries long gone, long gone
Let go what you cannot take back
Take this moment and move on, move on
I was once like you, had me in my runnin’ shoes
Thought of nothing I could do, man I had it wrong
Somethin’ up in my eyes, make myself self-esteem rise
Then they told me that I needa’ do a song

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Come have a drink with me, baby (uno más, one more)
Just fill, don’t think with me, baby (uno más, then we go)
I’ll be the shrink you need lately
Just one more clink with me, baby
[Outro: Pharrell & N.O.R.E.]
Uno más, one more
Uno más then we go
Uno más, one more
Whoo! Geez Louise, papa cheeks
That was it [Bridge: Pharrell]
I peeped what you goin’ through, baby
You don’t know, but it is in your eyes
I think you need a 180
Total opposite’ll be nice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell]
It’s my duty to help you snap back
Leave your worries long gone, long gone
Let go what you cannot take back
Take this moment and move on, move on
I was once like you, had me in my runnin’ shoes
Thought of nothing I could do, man I had it wrong
Something up in my eyes, make my self-esteem rise
Then they told me that I needa’ do a song
[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]
A twenty year career, I hope you understand
I used to pitch on the block, I did it underhand
They said I’d never make it, never be much
And I agreed wit’ ’em, I ain’t see such
So I celebrate life (life)
Vodka shots, this with ice (ice)
Baby we gon’ drink more
At least one more, don’t needa’ think more

[Chorus: Pharrell & N.O.R.E]
Come have a drink with me, baby
Just fill, don’t think with me, baby (just fill, don’t think)
I’ll be the shrink you need lately (haaa)
Just one more clink with me, baby (yo, yo)
[Verse 2: N.O.R.E]
I want to make money, I want to make more
She wanna’ fly wings, she wanna’ take off
She want eat lobster, she want drink wine
The realest dude in the world, that how we [?] slime!

Playboi Carti – New Choppa (feat. A$AP Rocky)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
New choppa, new choppa it came with the beam
Actavis pouring up lean
Got Flacko, yeah Rocky, he pass me the beam
I shoot like a king
All of these knots on my jeans, Alexander of McQueen
Diamonds they lookin’ like ice, out with the hoe like I’m Ike
Stack up my cash like a hike, take advantage of the Sprite
Take the bando bring the height
We just go hard in the kitchen
Had a catch up with my bitches, they know that young nigga be living
[Hook: Playboi Carti + A$AP Rocky]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I ain’t hearing what you say, I ain’t listening what you say
Get the fuck up out the way, go on let a playa play
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
I roll up an L in the lobby, my partner’s got wops and it’s probably a Glock or a Tommy
From H to the E double hockey sticks, keep a chopper chop you if you try me bitch
Let’s see who next on my homi’ list, Carti like Rocky you bodied this
That’s my prerogative, shit on them that’s on my potty list
Accused of being boujee by a snobby bitch
Cops want to ID us, hope they as fast as my Adidas
She say I’m special that’s obvious
Rich ’cause my ideas
Run up the racks for most part I rap when they ask what my hobby is
Run it up, not one of them
Rich as fuck, I’m a hundred up
Swipe, swipe like I’m on a bus, it’s A$AP and I ain’t wanna rush
[Hook: Playboi Carti + A$AP Rocky]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I ain’t hearing what you say, I ain’t listening what you say
Get the fuck up out the way, go on let a playa play
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa