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Over the edge – Kayzo feat. Gammer lyrics

Gammer – Over the edge
When I met you, it was just for fun (ohhh, oh, oh, oh)
Now I feel like you’re the only one (ohhh, oh, oh, oh)
Now I feel like we just begun, just begun
Now I feel like you’re the only one, only one.(over the edge)
And we got too much love to hold back
Hold back, hold back
And we got too much love to hold back
Hold back, hold back. I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edge
I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edge
I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edge
I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edge
Over the edge. Kayzo lyrics
Video edge Lyrics Kayzo feat. When I met you, it was just for fun (ohhh, oh, oh, oh)
Now I feel like you’re the only one (ohhh, oh, oh, oh)
Now I feel like we just begun, just begun
Now I feel like you’re the only one, only one. I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edgeee
I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edgeee
I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edgeee
I’ve been waiting on you just to take me over
Baby, take me over the edgeee
Over the edgeee. And we got too much love to hold back
Hold back, hold back
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And we got too much love to hold back
Hold back, hold back..

Moonshine Bandits – From The Country Lyrics

MOONSHINE BANDITSFrom The Country Lyrics
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
I’m in a one horse town but we do it real big
Like an eighteen wheeler peta built big rig
When ya talk about the valley that I mentioned us kid
It will take you twenty years just to do what we did
My cousin farmed and my grandad too
I got farmers and homboys you know what they grew
An ol’ cowboy joy ain’t no country due
I wasn’t born on a ranch but my collar’s blue
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
We run through the woods playing shows on the rooftops
Sixteen rows as we cut through the corn crops
Hit the backroads an’ we drunk off the gunshot
Find a nice girl make love in the boondocks
Cause out in the country the shine be hungry
To rise to the top feet firm on the concrete
Burst through the seam with the new sound company
Sign a fat deal to run through this country
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
Round here farm boys spend money on trucks
Talk shit about hitches, shotguns and ducks
Who’s got the best bitches with the biggest butts
[?] with the biggest nuts
I’mma damn white boy in a roll of sinners
I drink more wine than gala wineries
Thirties on the truck don’t f**k with spinners
Fifteens in the trunk in the bumpin’ skinner
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
In a four by truck with a lift kit
Got them chrome naked ladies with them big tits
They be suckin’ on them nuts they be swingin’ from them ball
Hitch draggin’ through the mud on the ever gauge a ditch citch
Get drunk with the crew
Then we drive around cause that’s how we do it when the sun goes down
Buy derd on the ones and twos as we spread through this country from town to town
Moonshine
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
Four by four with a lift kit
Coun-try
Chrome naked ladies with the big tits
Coun-try
Hot little broad on my stick shift
Coun-try
The caca coun-try
Four by four with a lift kit
Coun-try
Chrome naked ladies with the big tits
Coun-try
Hot little broad on my stick shift
Coun-try
The caca coun-try
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try

Moonshine Bandits – Lasso Lyrics (feat. Durwood Black)

MOONSHINE BANDITSLasso Lyrics (feat. Durwood Black)
Higher than a hippie in a helicopter
44’s on a ford or a chevy bogger
Elevator to the doors on the super swampers
You been riding stock boy
You just been a belly flopper
For all my outlaw renegades
Ripping up them backroads
Put up your rebel flag
Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso,
like a, like a lasso
Whip it like a lasso
If you’re proud a rebel boss lady
Ain’t afraid to scrap
no throw up your rebel flag
Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso,
like a, like a lasso
Whip it like a lasso
Higher than a hippie in a helicopter
44’s on a ford or a chevy bogger
Elevator to the doors on the super swampers
You been riding stock boy
You just been a belly flopper
Flag toten’em’ stack smokin’ em’
Yall know what I’m rollin’
Back roadin’ em’ black smokin’ em’
Keep them suckers chokin’
Side by side I’m down to ride
But I’ll probably die wide open
Get a shovel for the rubble
and the mud I been throwin’
We on them back roads
We in them pine trees
We got them big toys
All you little stock boys
Wanna be just like me
For all my outlaw renegades
Ripping up them backroads
Put up your rebel flag
Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso,
like a, like a lasso
Whip it like a lasso
If you’re proud a rebel boss lady
Ain’t afraid to scrap
no throw up your rebel flag
Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso,
like a, like a lasso
Whip it like a lasso
Higher than a hippie in a helicopter
44’s on a ford or a chevy bogger
Elevator to the doors on the super swampers
You been riding stock boy
You just been a belly flopper
Love the way that your eyes are so fixated
What the hell this boy riding down the interstate in
Why the hell you gotta have that thing jacked up so high
Don’t you know that we’re in another gasoline crisis
Listen up city slicker that’s the country in us
We like to fish fight hunt and play in the mud
We work our fingers till they bleed, till the job is done
Then drink them cold coors lights till the morning comes
For all my outlaw renegades
Ripping up them backroads
Put up your rebel flag
Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso,
like a, like a lasso
Whip it like a lasso
If you’re proud a rebel boss lady
Ain’t afraid to scrap
no throw up your rebel flag
Whip it like a lasso, like a lasso,
like a, like a lasso
Whip it like a lasso

Lacs – Black Moon Lyrics

We got a still in the field way back in the pines. If ya need me just call. Black moon, black moon, black moon (black moon). That black moon shine’n on me. A two path road to the left but ya better not see it again. Theres a big heart of gold. That black moon shine’n on me. That black moon shine’n on the river. That black moon shine’n on the river. That black moon shine’n on me. Theres the finer things in live like kids and a wife before see’n that black moon shine’n. That black moon shine’n on the river. Down by the river spreadin blackwater love. See my pa taught me well and now its all mine, got a drum filled with 55 gallons of time. I’m just a river rat raised up on blackwater shine. That black moon shine’n on me. Get a pint, mason jar or get a whole jug. That black moon shine’n on the river. Yea I listen to my pa as the days go by cause he says its all about perfect timing. Black moon, black moon, black moon. White lightnin, pond water boy come get ya some. (Ya) Pumpin out tradition every minute it comes. LACSBlack Moon Lyrics
Say tell me how you want too buddy, I’m a backwoods boy where ya boots get muddy. Got the old stan man runnin and the hooch still comin hope that old evinrude don’t stall (don’t stall). Black moon, black moon, black moon. Black moon, black moon, black moon. And I ain’t never seen a Carolina sky where I didn’t have to do it again.

Moonshine Bandits – Dead Man’s Hand Lyrics

MOONSHINE BANDITSDead Man’s Hand Lyrics
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, my troubles in the wind
Oooh, on that wide open highway
The life that I’m living is a dead man’s hand
Flag waving, hell raising, whiskey drinking son-of-a-bitch
I’m a wayland playing, finger waving, stomp your ass right in the ditch (Come on)
Twelve-pack, rack with a guage, bumper-sticker tailgate, says goddamn right I’m american made (Let’s go)
‘eard what I got ain’t nothing you can say (Come on)
Outlaw, living on the stage, ‘nother hotel, ‘nother city and state (What)
Renegade, with a road to pave, less when I’m dead, sleep in my grave
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, my troubles in the wind
Oooh, on that wide open highway
The life that I’m living is a dead man’s hand
Feel the thunder on the pavement, I’m smoking down the road
I hear that old saying, well he’s after my soul
I put my past and fear to rest, I left them all behind
Like the ashes from my cigarette as they blow into the night
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, my troubles in the wind
Oooh, on that wide open highway
The life that I’m living is a dead man’s hand
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, my troubles in the wind
Oooh, on that wide open highway
The life that I’m living is a dead man’s hand
Oooh, on that wide open highway
Oooh, my troubles in the wind
Oooh, on that wide open highway
The life that I’m living is a dead man’s hand

Moonshine Bandits – Dive Bar Beauty Queen Lyrics (feat. Danny Boone & Pruno)

Danny Boone & Pruno)
Jumping in the Harley she rides alone
81 sticker blacked out no chrome
Mean grip apaint ready to roll
Born to be a gypsy long way from home
Shuffle through the ipod see hand free
With a little bit of shine it’s DAC
Quick to pull a pistol if you know what I mean
Shes a dive bar dive bar beauty queen
She grew up in the hills driving daddys old truck
Had that blue nose pit since he was a pup
Flip that Zippo girl light one up
Back behing the shed where you grew up
Uncle ronnie wore hats that were red and white
Didn’t say too much but he taught her to fight
She loved to live wrong more than she did right
Devil with the halo, gypsy in the night
I love the way a cigarette hangs down low
I love it when she dances to rock and roll
I’m lovin’ them hips in them ripped up jeans
Just a rock and roll dive bar beauty queen
Dive bar beauty queen
Livin off whiskey and nicotine
Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
Smokes the kind and packs a nine
And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart
When she slides in through the backdoor of a dive bar late at night
Theres thunder pumping in my heart from the lightning in her stride
And her smooth silky silhouette is shining through her cigarette smoke
And theres cause for concern when the boys act like a fool
Cause the venom from her kiss knocks their asses off their stool
Then she’ll drink their shots of whiskey
Then play some Dixie and then she’ll ride
Dive bar beauty queen
Livin off whiskey and nicotine
Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
Smokes the kind and packs a nine
And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart
Shes a honky tonkin’ blue collar angel
Dive bar beauty don’t fit any labels
Whiskey woman ain’t scared of the devil
Legend in her own livin’ life as a rebel
Long blonde hair standing five foot nine
Bright green eyes switch blade on her thigh
Says she’s a rebel and she loves to shine
At the hole in the wall going overdrive
She grew up fast and she grew up mean
Mamma looking clean when she hits the scene
Still got a body that looks nineteen
Just a rock and roll dive bar beauty queen
Pearl snaps poppin cause her blouse is loose
Rhinestones don’t even shine like you
Bikers, rednecks, cowboys too
Can’t get enough of her daisey dukes
I love it when her g-string hangs down low
I love it when she dances to rock and roll
I’m loving them hips and them ripped up jeans
Just a rock and roll dive bar beauty queen
Dive bar beauty queen
Livin off whiskey and nicotine
Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
Smokes the kind and packs a nine
And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart
Dive bar beauty queen
Livin off whiskey and nicotine
Prettiest thing you’ve ever seen in the dark
She likes Motorhead and Patsy Cline
Smokes the kind and packs a nine
And she’s got barbed wire wrapped around her heart MOONSHINE BANDITSDive Bar Beauty Queen Lyrics (feat.

Lacs – Country Boy Downtime Lyrics

LACSCountry Boy Downtime Lyrics
You can ride shotgun buddy, I’ll drive
Roll this one, we’ll drink a little homemade wine
In a long dirt road, get some things off our mind
I need some country boy downtime
Small-town boys need room to breathe
Life can get rough and women can get mean
Call my dog, let’s roll, I’m bout to lose my mind
I need some country boy downtime
I wake up early in the morning
Breath stinking as I’m yawning
Just another sunny day in backs of Georgia
See my buddy called me up, said he’s running kind of late
But no rush man, I ain’t going in today
Can you pick up my check when you get on a break? This country boy downtime
You can ride shotgun buddy, I’ll drive
Roll this one, we’ll drink a little homemade wine
In a long dirt road, get some things off our mind
I need some country boy downtime
Small-town boys need room to breathe
Life can get rough and women can get mean
Call my dog, let’s roll, I’m bout to lose my mind
I need some country boy downtime
Quitting time, had enough, I’m bout to lay low
Lot of folks like me just need a back road
Let the boat tide creep to a low speed
Feel that breeze, it’s all G double O D, good
Beer stop by the river bank
Drop the tailgate and play some more Hank
Might sip a little bit and take the edge off
Hit the deep woods, riding shorty get lost
Sometimes it’s in your best bet
To let your country hang out just like a redneck
Get loose, drink booze with friends
Make use of them til it’s you again
You can ride shotgun buddy, I’ll drive
Roll this one, we’ll drink a little homemade wine
In a long dirt road, get some things off our mind
I need some country boy downtime
Small-town boys need room to breathe
Life can get rough and women can get mean
Call my dog, let’s roll, I’m bout to lose my mind
I need some country boy downtime Then holler at me ‘cuz, when you head this way
Nah I ain’t sick, I ain’t feeling no pain
I might take the boat out, I hope it don’t rain
I might catch me a fish, I might wash my truck
Hell, ride the four-wheeler, I ain’t done that in months
Or build me a fire and cook what we caught
Or empty out the cooler cause I drank on the boat
Now we’re shine time, talking bout the good old days
This uncle doodle and his good old ways
Got the fire bale glowing for most of the night
Can you smell the fat lighter?

Lacs – Empties Lyrics

I love empties, empties. In the back of my truck or all over the lawn, it ain’t a party til a twelve pack’s gone. They say a can half full is what I’m supposed to see, but it looks like a beer half drunk to me. And I don’t see nothin wrong with drinkin beer and singin songs. In the back of my truck or all over the lawn, it ain’t a party til a twelve pack’s gone. I don’t need stocks and bonds if you cancel my investment. Man, I’m gonna tie one on. In the back of my truck or all over the lawn, it ain’t a party til a twelve pack’s gone. A waste of beer is just straight up wrong. They say a can half full is what I’m supposed to see, but it looks like a beer half drunk to me. If it ain’t tipped back, man, it ought to be. A waste of beer is just straight up wrong. They in the front all spread along the flower bed. Killin time, crushin cans, gettin drunk man. I like empties, empties. I love empties, empties. A waste of beer is just straight up wrong. Turn one up and drive alone. So cheers and tilt it back, we gon try to fill the sack with all cans and not trash if you came to put it back cause a redneck’s stash of cans is kind of like retirement plans. I love empties, empties. I like empties, empties. LACSEmpties Lyrics
They say a can half full is what I’m supposed to see, but it looks like a beer half drunk to me. So I’m drinkin for the future and I’m drinkin for the present. If it ain’t tipped back, man, it ought to be. If it ain’t tipped back, man, it ought to be. If money’s tight then cash em in and then you start your stash again. Yeah, you got to drink up, you can’t just babysit. You think there’s somethin wrong, I’m just your average redneck. I’m proud of this dump, empty cans is what I love. Your beer’s gettin hot, you’re takin baby sips. You got to chug it down, throw em back, and tie it on. I like empties, empties. Crush your can and throw it down and stomp it til it’s all gone.

Moonshine Bandits – California Country Lyrics

MOONSHINE BANDITSCalifornia Country Lyrics
Pack your banjo swallow some shine
Pontoon boat n some beer she likes
Blow a little smoke n these are mine
Thats California country
Play in the lake n the water feels fine
Girls on the deck wit no tan lines
Bonefire lit on a summer a night
Thats California country
Pull up to the lake drop
A tailgate down
Pull up a lawn chair
Crank them sounds
Throw out the light wen the sun goes down
Knobs on the swampers
Hum wen they roll
Lift kit dairy boy California four by
Super duty full of cuties west ride
Ziplock full of cookies valleys so high
From the valley to beach
From the mountains to the creeks from the desert to the streets
Thats where you’ll find me
Pack your banjo swallow some shine
Pontoon boat n some beer she likes
Blow a little smoke n these r mine
Thats California country
Play in the lake n the water feels fine
Girls on the deck wit no tan lines
Bonefire lit on a summer a night
Thats California country
Dump gas on callie watch her blow
Give the farm boys fire proud they’re from the west coast
Rib_eye steaks wit homemade beans
Bourbon in my coffee wit a filly fulla dreams
The cops can’t ketch me I’m living to fast
I’m running off shine I don’t need gas
All my clampers drinking every top bar dry
This our song so we put it up high
From the valley to beach
From the mountains to the creeks from the desert to the streets
Thats where you’ll find me
Pack your banjo swallow some shine
Pontoon boat n some beer she likes
Blow a little smoke n these r mine
Thats California country
Play in the lake n the water feels fine
Girls on the deck wit no tan lines
Bonefire lit on a summer a night
Thats California country
California country
Pack your banjo swallow some shine
Pontoon boat n some beer she likes
Blow a little smoke n these r mine
Thats California country
Play in the lake n the water feels fine
Girls on the deck wit no tan lines
Bonefire lit on a summer a night
Thats California country
California country

Lacs – Back To Georgia Lyrics (feat. Craig Campbell)

Craig Campbell)
Its a long ride, long road
Long line of a lota shows
Look close and you can see my crooked little smile
I been dreamin’ bout it my whole life
Think i put a few pounds on me, ol’ six string kinda sticks out on me
A buncha fast food, a ton of bud light
Little sound check always keeps the band tight
Coast to coast doing shows for good folks
Man I love it but I never wanna see it snow again
Nothin’ in the world like a buncha fans
Singin every line holdin up their beer cans
Dear friends gotta roll but we had a blast
Need sleep and a couple of us need a bath
Hang out with the youngins and my better half
Momma’s cookin me a honey ham
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Just can’t wait to see that old state line
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind
The alarm clock’s ringin gotta get up gotta go
But them boys still singin’ gotta hit another show
I holla at my boys cause you know we stay down
I try to bring em out every time we came round
Packin their bags and livin outta suitcase
So bad on the road did the food taste
Missin’ home and momma’s corn bread
It won’t be long until I’m in my own bed
I keep rollin and just playin to em every night
I take a swig of the shine to get my head right
Chasin’ dreams right behind the headlights
A song is good for the soul if its said right
10 more days and 10 more shows
Got them rigs stretched out let that black smoke roll
When we get back home no phones will ever find me
Wastin’ time way back up in the pine trees
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Just can’t wait to see that old state line
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Just can’t wait to see that old state line
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Just can’t wait to see that old state line
Now I’m goin back to Georgia
Been laid up here got Georgia on my mind
Got Georgia on my mind LACSBack To Georgia Lyrics (feat.

An Albatross – The Electric Proletariat Rides A Velvet Chariot Lyrics

(yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
The time is now child,
Numbers on the rise, yeah
Gonna metamorphasize! (tick-tock-tick-tock)
Reclaim the day, child
Set yourself free, yes
We’re gonna get it on! UNLOCK THE GATE…
ONE- stage a charge,
TWO- numbers swell,
THREE- and we’re gonna get it on
FOUR! Right on, Right on,
Ride on, Baby, Ride on! (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
ONE- gonna rise up, people up! TWO- acquisition of the thrown, baby
THREE- take it in the street! Yeah we craft the clock, baby
(tick-tock-tick-tock)
My time is my own, baby
Saturday freedom, yeah
Seven days a week, right? I’m here to tell you children,
that their dream is over-
and from their fertile ashes,
the great bird rises! AN ALBATROSSThe Electric Proletariat Rides A Velvet Chariot Lyrics
We live the lives, baby
We sculpt the seconds, yeah!

Nasty (Who Dat)

Invite her to my crib, we gettin’ nasty
–Chorus: A$AP Ferg–
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? Invite her to my crib, we gettin’ nasty
–Chorus: A$AP Ferg–
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? 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
(Blrrt blrrt!) Hello, what’s up? –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? Lyrics to ‘Nasty (Who Dat)’ by ASAP Ferg:

–Chorus: A$AP Ferg–
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (Migos, Ferg)
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? Yeah, it’s my brother Ferg
Double park that Bentley (skrrt) on the Harlem curb (brrr)
I can flip a pigeon and a dirty bird (brrr)
Chopper with precision, you better mind your business
–Chorus: A$AP Ferg–
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, 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? 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 A.M. –Verse 1: A$AP Ferg–
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin’ my J
Another deal with Adidas ’cause I’m feelin’ like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got ’em swimmin’ in cash
I don’t even throw the money, sit the brick on her ass
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin’ my J
Another deal with Adidas cause I’m feelin’ like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got ’em swimmin’ in cash
I don’t even throw the money, sit the brick on her ass
–Bridge: A$AP Ferg–
All these bricks and money I been stackin’
All these 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?

M.anifest – Be My Woman Lyrics ft. Mi Casa

M.anifest – Be My Woman Lyrics ft. Mi Casa
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Chorus J Something (Mi Casa)
Will you be my woman, be my woman
Will you ( i really wanna make you mine) be my woman be my woman
(forever)
Verse 1 (M.anifest)
(ɔdɔyewu)
Never really felt like this
I’m head over heels but my heart says i like this
My muse it’s for you that I write this
You make a G send out sappy emojis
Forever yours, chivalry is alive and for you I will open doors
Yours truly and i’m truly yours
What you made me see a love supreme never seen before
So when each morning whispers
You’re still the only one on my wish list
Took me just one take to tell you I’ll do what it takes
You’re the best part of my day everyday so…
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Chorus J Something (Mi Casa)
Will you be my woman, be my woman (forever)
Will you ( i really wanna make you mine) be my woman be my woman
(forever)
Verse 2 (M.anifest)
(Ahuɔfɛ dua)
Shea butter smooth skin, gap tooth
24 karat smile ohhhhh
I go love you die, i’m a die hard fan
Before the day is done let’s go meet the fam
Confessed my love for you to the ancients
You’re my oracle when i’m chased by agents
Nerd-life, er er um Jesus
See how a goddess got a god mc speechless
Solomon and Sheba, Darius and nina
They got nothing on us our love jones deeper
When you hear my after nine voice in your speaker
Then lights please, eureka
My only task is to kiss you and ask…
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Chorus J Something (Mi Casa)
Will you be my woman, be my woman (forever)
Will you ( i really wanna make you mine) be my woman be my woman
(forever)
Bridge J Something (Mi Casa)
(You know what)
I knew it was special right from the start
Way more than the physical baby you touched the heart
Yes you did
So i don’t wanna waste no time
I don’t wanna waste your time girl
I wanna make you mine
I wanna make you mine
Chorus J Something (Mi Casa)
Will you be my woman, be my woman (forever)
Will you ( i really wanna make you mine) be my woman be my woman
(forever)
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Free Beat: Madee – Sikila Instrumental Ft. Tekno

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Chris Brown Says Commenting On Rihanna Pic Is Just Innocent Fun

A paparazzo even got another of Brown’s ex-girlfriends, Karrueche Tran, to weigh in on the comment situation. Both Breezy and RiRi stopped following each other on social media following their bitter split in 2013, but earlier this year Chris Brown quietly started following Rihanna on Instagram. “He knew that it would make headlines because almost everything Chris Brown does the media talks about it, he is used to it. Sources close to the “Grass Ain’t Greener” singer told Dancehall HipHop this weekend that Chris Brown wasn’t surprised that his comment garnered so much attention, but it was all for fun. Karrueche basically echoed how most of us felt saying after seeing Rihanna’s photos she would have done the same thing and hit on her. Chris Brown thinks that commenting on Rihanna‘s steamy Crop Over pic was just some innocent fun. “He (Chris Brown) was just having fun, it’s all just some innocent fun nothing more to it,” sources told DHH. The internet has been making a big deal about Chris Brown’s side eye emoji comment on a racy photo that his ex-girlfriend Rihanna posted on Instagram earlier this week. He knew some people would call him thirsty and stuff like that, but Rihanna knows that Chris is just a fun loving guy and like I say there is nothing more to it.”
We asked our source if Chris Brown slides in her DM that day and he said, “no that didn’t happen but if he did no one can blame him because have you soon how insane she looks, my god.” Since Brown made the comment there has been a flurry of memes from fans who are expressing how they really feel about it including this one below where a fan said he needs to cease and desist from Rihanna’s social media pages. Just like this comment, that move on his part made headlines back then. The photo that she posted has since gone viral, but folks are still talking about a comment Breezy left on the pic. RiRi heats things up at the annual Crop Over carnival in her native Barbados on Monday.

Astarte – Black At Heart Lyrics

ASTARTEBlack At Heart Lyrics
In darkened eyes nothing seems so different
My poison heart needle lust
Paths of oblivion surround me above
Labyrinth patterns enclosure my mind
Always in hideaways away from eyes
I try to hold on to
Hold on to my heart
But always falling into a trap
I try to hold on to
Hold on to my heart
But always falling into a trap
Raise hell burning darkness no regret
Raise hell burning darkness no despair
Black at heart our music is our pride
Black at heart sounds so delight
Black at heart nocturnal art to live your life
Black at heart always in your life

Witness – Clap Your Hands Lyrics

WITNESSClap Your Hands Lyrics
Come on, clap your hands
Chorus:
Clap your hands
All ye people clap your hands
If you really wanna take a stand
Clap your hands
That is what I want you to do
2x
Verse 1:
When you put your hands together, the enemy gets confused
He says why would you give God praise
When I’ve done so much to ruin your day? I’ve got the weapon of praise to overcome the enemy
Resisting him through my word
And now the devil’s got to flee
Chorus:
Clap your hands
All ye people clap your hands
If you really wanna take a stand
Clap your hands
That is what I want you to do
2x
Verse 2:
Clappin’ your hands to the rhythm
Not just the right thing to do
An ovation for the presence of the king
While his spirit is moving on you
Oh
Everybody does it
But it doesn’t really mean the same thing
Unless you plan to clap your hands to let the praises ring
Chorus:
Clap your hands
All ye people clap your hands
If you really wanna take a stand
Clap your hands
That is what I want you to do
2x
Verse 3:
Clap your hands
Do your dance
Lift him up
Clap your hands
Do your dance
Lift the savior up
Chorus:
Clap your hands
All ye people clap your hands
If you really wanna take a stand
Clap your hands
That is what I want you to do
2x
Verse 4:
Let me see you clap your hands
Everybody clap your hands
Let me see you clap your hands
Everybody clap your hands
5x

Avatar – Slave Hive Meltdown Lyrics

Inside its program:
Suffocate the last ones
Who look at the stars
I try to hide in a safe place
Away from their faces
Eyes watching me
Alive to die for what’s greater
Plastic creator
My river runs free
Beneath my feet: bodies
Make up the gear wheels
That keeps me alive
Choked on the xxxx that they feed me
And as they kill me
I’ll die with a smile
Fuuuck! These machines have eyes
I’m floating! Weren’t we supposed to dream? i’m controlled! Just xxxxxxx shadows! i’m failing! I’m asleep in a stream of consciousness
Mourning the broken rays of a sun
That i’ve tried to reach since day one
I’m playing their game
Just punishing myself
For trying to stay alive
Access denied
I’m not the only one inside my mind
My price tag is my birthright
For their profit they force me to fight A peasant given life to choke in this lie
All these borders and lines you’ve drawn in my mind
Am i really alive? Imprisoned within imaginary walls
Built with lies and false promises
For the sheep that follow
Who am i? AVATARSlave Hive Meltdown Lyrics
do they dream? Then why is all i see these shadowns? A new way to fade away
Rebuilt and falling apart
Failure, frustration
Fading suns burn out
I’m asleep in a stream of consciousness
Mourning the broken rays of a sun
That i’ve tried to reach since day one
It’s just a vanishing dream
Between the ports of sorrow
And the gates of hell
Am i alone in here?

Lacs – 4 Wheel Drive Lyrics

lift,
I gotta roll out the ladder just to get my chick,
It’s a real swamp buggy so you know what’s up,
Gotta keep playing kick kickin’ up mud
Got the camouflage swade and the RealTree on the dash,
I’m the mudbog champ can you hear those glass packs,
Got my hound dog boe tucked down in the back,
And "Cracker" on the tailgate written in black,
When I’m on the pavement we rumble and roar,
Got them little country girls commin’ back for more,
Mud trucks and trains in a country boy thing,
I’m just doing what I do cause them city boys can’t
Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive,
Keep the speed down low and the seat up high,
While your stuck up in the mud let me slide on by,
Sh-Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive [x2]
Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive,
Keep the speed down low and the seat up high,
While your stuck up in the mud let me slide on by,
Sh-Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive [x2]
Jacked up,
J-j-jacked up,
Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive,
Lift kit jacked up… LACS4 Wheel Drive Lyrics
The weather man said its lookin’ good today,
Already hear the thunder and its fixin’ to rain,
Holler shotgun baby cause we’re fixin’ to ride,
We already got the busch all covered in ice,
Jump in and pop the clutch let it holler and cry,
You’re just a city slicker boy so why you bother to try,
Anybody could see the man look at the tires MT-44 chromed out bullet holes
If you wanna make a beer run its all on you,
Most trucks need one lane mine needs two,
I love riding high and chillen with the boys,
Good girls good drink make a little noise,
Got the pedal to the floor mat,
I’m on a roll cause I ain’t got stuck all day,
Got a rebel on the mud track,
Got a blonde riding shotgun with me and she’s ready to play
Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive,
Keep the speed down low and the seat up high,
While your stuck up in the mud let me slide on by,
Sh-Shawty wanna ride in my 4 wheel drive [x2]
I don’t even know why I’m doing this song,
Cause when you hear the pipes blast you know its on,
Z-71 over so much chrome,
So high up in the sky make you stand alone,
56 inch tires and a 2 ft.