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Meghan Trainor – No Excuses (Zumba Dance Video)

[Intro]
Woo!
Huh!

[Verse 1]
What you sippin’ on that got you talking crazy?
Lookin’ at me sideways, always coming at me
Why you, why you acting hard when you just a baby?
Boy, I keep it real with you, but you trying to play me

[Pre-Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Open up your eyes
Huh!

[Chorus]
Someone else
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
Someone else
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
Someone else
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe
Someone else
Your mama raised you better than that, huh!

[Verse 2]
What you sippin’ on that got you talking crazy? (Hey!)
Lookin’ at me sideways (Woo!), always coming at me
Why you, why you acting like you never met a lady?
I don’t disrespect you, don’t you disrespect me

[Pre-Chorus]
Have you lost your mind? (lost your mind)
Open up your eyes
Huh!

[Chorus]
Someone else
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
Someone else
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
Someone else
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe
Someone else
Your mama raised you better than that, huh!

[Post-Chorus]
Your mama raised you better than that (that’s right)
Cause Your mama raised you better than that

[Bridge]
Have you lost your mind?
Open up your eyes (your eyes)
Huh!

[Chorus]
Someone else
You must’ve confused me, confused me with (confused me with)
Someone else
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
Someone else
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe (no excuses, no, no)
Someone else
Your mama raised you better than that, huh! (how she raise you?)

[Outro]
You must’ve confused me (Hey! Come on), confused me with
Your mama raised you better than, better than that
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe
Your mama raised you better than that, huh!
(she raised you better than that)

Saweetie – Anti

[Verse: Saweetie]
YSL clutch bag, boss niggas love that
My weave real long, do my squats so that ass fat
Love my attitude so he call me lil’ brat, brat
He love me long time
Cause his cash
Yeah I match that
Never took a L, lesson learned, and I bounced back
Tripping off a nigga, man for what? I just fall back
I don’t have the time to be giving out my time
Haters tryna dim my light, cause they know I’m ‘bout to shine
When they say I’m not hot, now you know you niggas lying
Tell your man get off my dick, he keep trying to hit my line
I don’t share niggas, I just spare niggas
The type that’s not for now, but you keep ‘em just incase nigga
I don’t tweet niggas, I deceive niggas
Tell ‘em face to face, carry on and proceed nigga
Been a real life, never been a make believe
And I’m sticking with my squad, to the top is where we be
New bitches tryna grab lunch, nah that ain’t for me
You ain’t starve with me nigga, so why be there when I eat
Moving mean with my team, in the crib is where we be
Yeah, you barely see us out, cause we plotting up our scheme
You might see us in the spring, taking spots, wait and see
If you ain’t rocking with us now, don’t expect to get a seat
Nigga!

[Pre-Hook: Yhung T.O.]
And that’s why I gotta keep a ratchet, bad bitch
Work two jobs and gets taxes
Bought a new Glock, hold 30 like a plasma
All she want is two things backshots and a backrub
And oh I, oh I
I’m that nigga that will do that
You know I can’t lie
Love the way that you move that
You know I, know I get that check and run through that
Got one clip, two clips
Niggas know I keep two straps

[Hook: Yhung T.O.]
And that’s why I’m so anti, anti
Can’t trust these bitches no cannot, cannot, oh
And I, and I, always keep some shooters on standby, standby, no

Wolf Alice – Sadboy

[Verse 1]
Who hurt you, sadboy?
There’s a dark cloud above your head
Who hurt you, sadboy?
You act like you’re already dead
But you think too much
Yeah you think too much

[Verse 2]
Who hurt you, fashion boy?
There’s a dark cloud above your head
Who hurt you, sadboy?
You act like you’re already dead
But you think too much
Probably drink too much

[Spoken]
Bathe in that blue light baby
Cos here comes the night
Your truest friend…

[Outro]
I was waiting
Waiting for anything to happen
Waiting for love?
I was just waiting for this not to hurt

I was waiting
Waiting for anything to happen
Waiting for love?
I was just waiting for this not to hurt

I was waiting
Waiting for anything to happen
Waiting for love?
I was just waiting for this not to hurt

I was waiting
(What you waiting for?)
Waiting for anything to happen
(What you waiting for?)
Waiting for love?
I was just waiting for this not to hurt

Key Glock – Russian Cream

[Intro]
I got big rocks jumpin’ out my brand new Patek watch
Ice ice baby, uh-huh, I got a whole lot
Niggas you’s a nobody, you ain’t got no bodies
These niggas they know ’bout it, these niggas know ’bout me

[Chorus]
Step up on the scene
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream
Checkerboard Louie V
I’m so fresh and so clean clean
Stuff them bands in my jeans
Slap them thirties in them things
Pull the trigger, let it sing
Then go smoke a Russian cream

[Verse 1]
I got money blue and green
Drop them racks on double G’s
Yeah, I’m a Gucci fiend
Feel like Tarzan, all these trees
I get so high I can’t breathe
Like LeBron, bitch I’m a king
But I never leave my heat
Yeah, what the fuck you mean
Hop in and hear the exhaust
Hit the gas, watch me get lost
Tell that bitch keep on her drawers, yeah
Yeah, ’cause you know I want them jaws, yeah
No you can’t text or can’t call, no
I got a bitch at the house, yeah
Give that ho straight to my dawg, yeah
Dunk that ho like basketball, uh
You know I’m all ’bout my figures
Young nigga gettin’ them digits
Young niggas goin’ gorilla
I heard you be talkin’ that peeler
Boy you know you not no killer
My chopper eat niggas for dinner
My diamonds is ill, make you shiver
This codeine is eatin’ my liver
Uh, duh, I drink mud, yuh, pourin’ just because
On my rose I spent a dub, yuh, shinin’ like a bug
Buy that shit, don’t give a fuck
Yeah this hustlin’ in my blood
My heart cold, can’t show no love
Yeah my grandma raised a thug
Yeah I bought them racks out
Everything I cashed out
Left the lot, I smashed out
Come get your boss and cash out
Get high ’til I pass out
From the back, she pass out
Pull her tracks, she tap out
Big Glock make her spazz out

[Chorus]
Step up on the scene
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream
Checkerboard Louie V
I’m so fresh and so clean clean
Stuff them bands in my jeans
Slap them thirties in them things
Pull the trigger, let it sing
Then go smoke a Russian cream

Lana Del Rey & Andrew Lloyd Webber – You Must Love Me

[Verse 1]
Where do we go from here?
This isn’t where we intended to be
We had it all, you believed in me
I believed in you

[Verse 2]
Certainties disappear
What do we do for our dreams to survive?
How do we keep all our passions alive
As we used to do?

[Chorus]
Deep in my heart, I’m concealing
Things that I’m longing to say
Scared to confess, what I’m feeling
Frightened you’ll slip away
You must love me, you must love me

[Verse 3]
Why are you at my side?
How can I be, any use to you now?
Give me a chance, and I’ll let you see how
Nothing has changed

[Chorus]
Deep in my heart, I’m concealing
Things that I’m longing to say
Scared to confess, what I’m feeling
Frightened you’ll slip away
You must love me, you must love me
You must love me

Mahalia – Proud Of Me (feat. Little Simz)

[Verse 1: Mahalia]
I’ve never been religious
Instead my mom has showered me in kisses
Thirteen with the big dream and
Daddy said I could be anything

So I looked to the stars
Found an acoustic guitar
Started learning
Wrote a couple songs and
People heard them
Now they sing along

My friends used to say
"I bet you can’t wait for the fame
Everyone’s gonna know your face, mate"
Let me talk specifically
That don’t me shit to me
I wanna keep bits of me
To myself
I don’t need your publicity
All up in my business
That right there is a sickness
Keep it to yourselves

[Chorus: Mahalia]
Mother and father
I wanna make you proud
Brothers and sisters
Let me scream out loud
I love you all
I love it, yeah
Thank you for everything
I love it, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Mahalia]
I didn’t just fall out of the sky
I’ve got stars in my eyes
I’ve had stars in my eyes for many years while
I was showed how I was grown into the woman that I am now

Think of me as a blank sheet of paper
My life is mine, I am the creator
You don’t own me, you’re not my commentator

Oh, child, see I once had an idol
I got her voice on a vinyl
And then she turned suicidal

Well you see this business
Is all about survival of the fittest
If you don’t go viral
You should quit it
I am the revival of the unfinished
You’re my witness

[Chorus: Mahalia]
Mother and father
I wanna make you proud
Brothers and sisters
Let me scream out loud
I love you all
I love it, yeah
Thank you for everything
I love it, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Little Simz]
I love you, oh
Thoughts more and more are distorted
I just pray I wake up in the morning
Shit ain’t promised to all and we know this
But calling it quits is not in my calling (no)
I don’t need a penny to complete me, no
He should know
Let all of my elders and my teachers know
She is gold (she is gold)
Wonder has this always been my thesis, oh, T(?) would know
What is this life that I lead
This is the life of the G
Can I enlighten you please?
I don’t ever feel to be like what they’re all trying to be
You don’t even know
I am the one you been dying to meet
What are you finding beneath?
Lies dressed as honesty
Honestly you should follow me
Down the rabbit hole
I go, I know
Change is scary
We call this life
So what, move on
I’ll always give you the realness, it’s tough love
We right above, Hyatt suite, what we always dreamed of

[Chorus: Mahalia]
Mother and father
I wanna make you proud
Brothers and sisters
Let me scream out loud
I love you all
I love it, yeah
Thank you for everything
I love it, yeah yeah yeah

PI’ERRE BOURNE – Michael Phelps

[Intro]
Shout out Young Cardo
Shout out D’Cardo
CardoGotWings

[Chorus: Pi’erre Bourne]
Oh, oh
Smoke gas, yeah, the shit’s my elixir
Oh, oh, whoa, whoa
She sent a long text, shit look like a scripture
Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, ayy
Good crop, hey, ye ain’t in the picture, hey
Photoshop, hey, ye ain’t in the picture
Cut her off, hey, I ain’t need no scissors
Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse: Pi’erre Bourne]
Swimmin’ pool, hey, but I ain’t no swimmer
Swimmin’ pool, hey, she cryin’ on my pictures
Swimmin’ pool, hey, when I used to hit up
Swimmin’ pool, hey! (ayy)
Swimmin’ pool, hey, but I ain’t no swimmer
Swimmin’ pool, hey, always divin’ in her
Swimmin’ pool, hey, I ain’t have no swim trunks
Swimmin’ pool, hey!

[Chorus: Pi’erre Bourne]
Oh, oh
Smoke gas, yeah, the shit’s my elixir
Oh, oh, whoa, whoa
She sent a long text, shit look like a scripture
Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, ayy
Good crop, hey, ye ain’t in the picture, hey
Photoshop, hey, ye ain’t in the picture
Cut her off, hey, I ain’t need no scissors
Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, ayy

Rich The Kid – Plug Walk

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

[Verse 1]
You can’t reach me (what?), space coupe like E.T
It’s the plug tryna call me (skrrt, skrrt)
I was up trappin’ early in the morning (plug)
Ooh, on the wave like a du-rag (du-rag)
Pussy nigga callin’ for his boo back (pussy)
Plug walk, Gucci on my shoe racks (Gucci)
Walk up in the house with a rat-a-tat
‘Til I ran into the plug (’til I ran into the plug)
‘Til I ran into the mud (to the mud)
I done ran into some racks, I done ran into your girl (your girl)
Why the plug show me love? (Show me love)
I done came up from a dub (huh?)

[Chorus]
Plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

[Verse 2]
Big ol’ Bentley, it’s a spaceship (woah)
Call me on my phone, I don’t say shit (what?)
I make money when I talk (when I talk)
I’m a boss, take a loss (I’m a what?)
I could introduce you to the plug (to the plug)
Bitch, this ain’t no Henny in my cup (lil’ bitch)
Stayed down, now the racks up (racks up)
She gon’ let me fuck, ass up (ass up)
Plug
I stuck keys in the Louis V (Louis V)
Fuck 12, I’m a G, ain’t no stoppin’ me (ain’t no stoppin’ me)
And my wrist is on overseas (drip)
Rich nigga, you can’t talk to me (rich)

[Chorus]
Ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk

PRhyme – Flirt (feat. 2 Chainz)

[Intro: Royce Da 5’9"]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
You ever have a bad bitch try to kick it with you in your Twitter DMs?
I have—been a statistic and demonstrated against
Wicked minds of the twisted bitches challengin’ scrubs
I had a bitch expose me on MediaTakeOut
And after her 15 minutes of fame was up
She hit my phone back apologizin’, askin’, "Can we still fuck?"
Bitch, please, miss me—I’m paid as hell
I got the game locked—arcade’s in jail
I wish my uncle wouldn’t have died, he woulda loved to see this
Find you a nigga who do molly with a buzz and beat it
I’m ’bout to walk up in this restaurant, like the upper echelon
Is you comin’? Guess you not—bitch, I’ll call you
I find it hi-larious when bad-ass bitches try to get your attention
Be lookin’ like fish out of water, it be for no (no) reason
A chick’ll drop a pencil and go, "Oh, (oh) Jesus"
Just to bend down to get this shit to show (show) cleavage
Haha, why can’t y’all just ask a nigga for his number like we do, y’all?
I’ll tell you, women don’t know how to flirt
And the ones who’s bad, they ain’t even gotta work
That’s real shit

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9" + sample]
I see it all the time, anytime I shine
I’m just acknowledgin’, but I’m not tryna play y’all
This is it (what?) Bad bitches can’t flirt good for shit
This is it (what?) They used to me comin’ out the dick
Real quick (what?) like this is it, (what?)
This is it (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo!
Women don’t know how to flirt ("That’s right")

[Interlude: 2 Chainz]
You know how I come in
Talk to ’em, Chainz!

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Okay, came up the street like a ladder—Aladdin
I bust through the hole like McFadden on Madden
A matter of fact, that’s a after effect
If the crime don’t fit, then I’m takin’ it back, now
Fuckin’ on this bitch who wear eye contacts
And I pulled a bitch off of eye contact
And I had the racks since she had a nice rack
Met her at Bergdorf, right by the nice racks
She said, "Should I get a shirt to match with the hat?
Or should I get the shoes that match with the slacks?"
Yeah, said it’s for her man, ain’t gotta be, they comin’
Had a lil’ Uzi on me—DJ Drama
Never trust a bitch, and, yeah—I never will
Okay, sometimes—if she got sex appeal
I meant to say—I like to have sex and take some pills
I meant to say—I like to relax and make a mill’
I meant to say—I like to relax and make a meal
I mean, they both the same thing, but I ain’t talkin’ grill
I ain’t talkin’ dinner, I ain’t talkin’ supper, this the bloodsucker
Met the bitch at FuddRucker off Amityville
She had a man on the real, he had his hand on the steel
Fucked in the Camry still, I shoulda passed on the real
Would have assist with her ass, I got more dimes than a pass
And if I knew you’d do what’s crazy, I wouldn’t of let me smash

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9" + sample]
I see it all the time, anytime I shine
I’m just acknowledgin’, but I’m not tryna play y’all
This is it (what?) Bad bitches can’t flirt good for shit
This is it (what?) They used to me comin’ out the dick
Real quick (what?) like this is it, (what?)
This is it (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo!
Women don’t know how to flirt ("That’s right")

[Outro: DJ Premier]
Yo, Chainz, Royce
Remember PRhyme 1?
Remember when I said, "Word? That’s how you feel up on this track?
Let a bitch come and try to shit on that!"
Yeah, and on that note; move on to the next one!
Hahahahahahahahaha!

Rosanne Cash – Blue Moon With Heartache

Blue moon out my window, guess this means goodnight
And you come in and start right in not treating me right
Misery is a ball and all its company
I’ll play the victim for you honey, but not for free

I run into that heartache just like a wall
And act like nothing happened to me, nothing at all
Lately I’m amazed at how blind we can be
Lately even dreaming feels like old reality

What would I give to be a diamond in your eyes again
What would I give to bring back those old times
What did I say to make your cold heart bleed this way
Maybe I’ll just go away today

And I don’t care who’s waiting at my front door
You know that life don’t hold no glamour anymore
Oh, how can it all look so right and feel so wrong
I’ll play the victim for you honey, but not for long

What would I give to be a diamond in your eyes again
What would I give to bring back those old times
What did I say to make your past turn out this way
Maybe I’ll just go away today
Maybe I’ll just go away
Maybe I’ll just go away
Maybe I’ll just go away to stay
Maybe I’ll just go away
Maybe I’ll just go away
Maybe I’ll just go away

Jovana Tipsin – Ovo Je Ljubav (Live)

Ponekad sam luda malo
kažem i što ne treba
sa mog lica masku skini
jer ti si mi potreba

Ja bez tebe ne postojim
i zato te sada molim

[Refren] x2
Nikada nemoj na mene da se ljutiš
jer te volim i kad pričaš i kada ćutiš
ma nije ovo ni igra ni gluma
ovo je ljubav to mora da se čuva

Ponekad me tuga hvata
neću da ti budem broj
i kad puknem iz inata
svima kažem ti si moj

Ja bez tebe ne postojim
i zato te sada molim

[Refren] x2
Nikada nemoj na mene da se ljutiš
jer te volim i kad pričaš i kada ćutiš
ma nije ovo ni igra ni gluma
ovo je ljubav to mora da se čuva

[Refren] x2
Nikada nemoj na mene da se ljutiš
jer te volim i kad pričaš i kada ćutiš
ma nije ovo ni igra ni gluma
ovo je ljubav to mora da se čuva

Hule – Doslo Je I Moje Vrijeme (On OTV Valentino) (Live)

Kao da si sva od zlata
takvu sam te ja gledao
a ti mene sa visine
i nije ti bilo žao

Pucala si na visoko
željela si novac, moć
a ja sam ti govorio
budi moja sve će doć

[Refren]
Došlo je i moje vrijeme
sad sve mogu da ti dam
ti si s drugim potonula
ja prošao kroz sve sam

Da si htjela da sam tada
srcu tvome dobar bio
sve smo mogli sad je kasno
jer ja sam poskupio

Sad ti mene isto gledaš
al iskrena nisi znam te
svjesna si da moja ljubav
preskupa je sada za te

Pucala si na visoko
željela si novac, moć
a ja sam ti govorio
budi moja sve će doć

[Refren]
Došlo je i moje vrijeme
sad sve mogu da ti dam
ti si s drugim potonula
ja prošao kroz sve sam

Da si htjela da sam tada
srcu tvome dobar bio
sve smo mogli sad je kasno
jer ja sam poskupio

Da si htjela da sam tada
srcu tvome dobar bio
sve smo mogli sad je kasno
jer ja sam poskupio

Menil Velioski – Prava Ljubav (On OTV Valentino) (Live)

Možda nisam pravi, ali prava si ti
radiš mi o glavi, a tek smo drugovi
Hoću da ti kažem, sve što osećam
Tražim način, ne smem da razočaram.

Prošle noći pričala mi da je ostavljena
Zaljubila se prvi put, a već prevarena
Da u meni vidi druga ne mirim se s tim
I kad plače ja sam tu, da je utešim.

Daj mi Bože daj mi, pravu ljubav sad
Znaću da je volim, iako sam mlad
Daj mi Bože daj mi, snagu čelika
od noćas da bude moja devojka.

Koliko te volim, duša boli me
Od ljubavi gorim, ti si meni sve
Zagrli me samo, osetit ćeš to
Što ne znamo i znamo, daj da učimo.

Kako ti je, teško ti je, najbolje razumem
Plakao sam kao ti, a sada ne umem
Hoću da sam onaj pravi, ruku da ti držim
Pokazaću da sam muško, sve ću da izdržim.

Daj mi Bože daj mi, pravu ljubav sad
Znaću da je volim, iako sam mlad
Daj mi Bože daj mi, snagu čelika
od noćas da bude moja devojka.

Daj mi Bože daj mi, pravu ljubav sad
Znaću da je volim, iako sam mlad
Daj mi Bože daj mi, snagu čelika
od noćas da bude moja devojka

Maja Marijana – Pogresan Broj (Live)

Ponovo okreces pogresan broj
ovde ne zivi niko tvoj
ljubav si zagzio, a mene izdao
sta sada trazis, zasto si nazvao

[Ref.]
Isti je broj, al ne i ja
ja vise nisam zena ta
koja te volela i sve ti prastala
isti je broj, al ne i ja

Ponovo okreces pogresan broj
pusti da zivim zivot svoj
samo ne pitaj, da li jos volim te
ne zovi vise, pusti me, molim te

[Ref.]
Isti je broj, al ne i ja
ja vise nisam zena ta
koja te volela i sve ti prastala
isti je broj, al ne i ja

Ponovo okreces pogresan broj
zasto, kad vise nisi moj
dok sam ja patila i dok sam plakala
gde si tad bio, to me bas zanima

[Ref.]
Isti je broj, al ne i ja
ja vise nisam zena ta
koja te volela i sve ti prastala
isti je broj, al ne i ja

Rada Manojlovic – Pola Dva (Live)

Obeć’o si opet bar po stoti put
doručak u mom krevetu
a sve što mi obećaš uz tu predigru
to se ne važi ujutru

Tvoje glavobolje sve dobre razloge
veruj mi napamet ja znam
a sama budim se kao po pravilu
nema te kada svane dan

[Refren] x2
Pola dva u sobi sami ti i ja
čini mi se da se sreća tu uselila
pola tri ja znam da ti ćeš nestati
opet kad oči budem sklopila

Uzalud mi glumiš da si nešto ljut
da si zbog posla nervozan
nemoj da se trudiš nemoj da si glup
kad lažno ljubiš osećam

Tvoje glavobolje sve dobre razloge
veruj mi napamet ja znam
a sama budim se kao po pravilu
nema te kada svane dan

[Refren] x2
Pola dva u sobi sami ti i ja
čini mi se da se sreća tu uselila
pola tri ja znam da ti ćeš nestati
opet kad oči budem sklopila

[Refren] x2
Pola dva u sobi sami ti i ja
čini mi se da se sreća tu uselila
pola tri ja znam da ti ćeš nestati
opet kad oči budem sklopila

kad oči budem sklopila

Rada Manojlovic – Spavaj Mirno (Live)

Noc je tu, da te usnulog ljubim i slusam te kako dises
Da te ocima pijem od sebe da volim te vise
I kad na tudji parfem ti koza mirise
Noc je tu, da zaboravim sve sto mi pricaju iza ledja
Da te zagrlim jako i setim se sta je sreca
Da moja ljubav je od svega veca

[Refren]
Ti spavaj mirno, jer znas da cu te isto
Voleti i sutra i svakog novog jutra
A ja se bojim na tren da oci sklopim
Kad ne budem ti draga
Da nestaces bez traga
Ti ne znas, da svake noci sama pijem
Volim te da mi dobro nije
Ti ne znas, da svake noci sama pijem
Volim te da mi dobro nije

Noc je tu, ti da odmoris telo dok moje sa dusom se deli
Da za usne se moje ugrizem kad tvoje pozelim
I da se tugama svojim veselim

[Refren] x2
Ti spavaj mirno, jer znas da cu te isto
Voleti i sutra i svakog novog jutra
A ja se bojim na tren da oci sklopim
Kad ne budem ti draga
Da nestaces bez traga
Ti ne znas, da svake noci sama pijem
Volim te da mi dobro nije
Ti ne znas, da svake noci sama pijem
Volim te da mi dobro nije

Volim te da mi dobro nije

Robert Bijelic – Normalan (Live)

Izaberi ćutanje kada te pitam gdje si
ne pravi se naivna budi to što jesi
I taj što pored tebe diše možda te i voli više
on te nije noćas samo sklonio od kiše

I još te čekam ko što viski čeka led
opet patim ide to u nedogled
U tvoje slike gledam ja i ovu noć
pijan umoran i bled

[Refren]
Normalan normalan
zbog tebe ko da bude
normalan normalan
kad su ti oči lude

Ne znaš ti ne znaš ti
za kim si djevojko plakala
nosi se sa svojim suzama
jer uvijek si plakanjem lagala

Izaberi ko sam ti drugi ili prvi
ne pravi se nevina nije ti u krvi
I taj što pored tebe diše možda te i voli više
on te nije noćas samo sklonio od kiše

I još te čekam ko što viski čeka led
opet patim ide to u nedogled
U tvoje slike gledam ja i ovu noć
pijan umoran i bled

[Refren] x2
Normalan normalan
zbog tebe ko da bude
normalan normalan
kad su ti oči lude

Ne znaš ti ne znaš ti
za kim si djevojko plakala
nosi se sa svojim suzama
jer uvijek si plakanjem lagala

Alisiya – Старай Се Да Си Първи

Не ме търси като стане късно
Рано ще ти кажа как да ме задържаш
Трябва само да ме питаш ” как съм днес ”
И да ме целуваш с повод, но и без
Да ми звъниш през една минута
Не, не ми оставяй думите нечути
Много нека да ти липсвам посред нощ
И като казваш с други, че си лягал
Кажи,че като мен не си очаквал
Ти такава да я срещнеш някога
Кажи,че съм цяло чудо, не жена
И като често цупя ти се – гушкай
И като те ревнувам вечно – гушкай
Че жена бяга ли от хубаво?
Щом правиш го..

[Припев]
Прости неща, просто изпълни ми
Искаш ли я, хайде, покажи и
Питай я щом, иска да си тръгва
Да не я открадне друг сега
Просто любов, друго не предлагай
В твоя живот, след нейния слагай
Искай я ти и като се сърди
Хвани я, утеши, старай се да си първи

В тебе знаеш, аз какво харесвам
Винаги си сладък, луд и интересен
На момичетата дето пишат ти
Казвай им, че мен да сменяш – не върви
В 10 тръгнеш ли и вече липсваш
И половина няма ли да идваш
Идвам да ти кажа нещо слушаш ли?
Ако не помниш – пиши
И като казваш с други, че си лягал
Кажи,че като мен не си очаквал
Ти такава да я срещнеш някога
Кажи,че съм цяло чудо, не жена
И като често цупя ти се – гушкай
И като те ревнувам вечно – гушкай
Че жена бяга ли от хубаво?
Щом правиш го..

[Припев]
Прости неща, просто изпълни ми
Искаш ли я, хайде, покажи и
Питай я щом, иска да си тръгва
Да не я открадне друг сега
Просто любов, друго не предлагай
В твоя живот, след нейния слагай
Искай я ти и като се сърди
Хвани я, утеши, старай се да си първи

И като казваш с други, че си лягал
Кажи,че като мен не си очаквал
Ти такава да я срещнеш някога
Кажи,че съм цяло чудо, не жена
И като често цупя ти се – гушкай
И като те ревнувам вечно – гушкай
Че жена бяга ли от хубаво?
Щом правиш го..

[Припев]
Прости неща, просто изпълни ми
Искаш ли я, хайде, покажи и
Питай я щом, иска да си тръгва
Да не я открадне друг сега
Просто любов, друго не предлагай
В твоя живот, след нейния слагай
Искай я ти и като се сърди
Хвани я, утеши, старай се да си първи

Raina – Зле Те Чувам

Пия Mai Tai за край пак да си с мен, don’t try,
пускам те на switch off, пречиш ни правиме любов.
Ти се мислиш, че се давя в алкохол и в сълзи,
всяка вечер парти правя вече, че до мен не си.

Припев:(x2)

Каза ли ми "край", зле те чувам от Хавай,
ще ти звънна от Мароко, Занзибар и Дубай.
Връзката е зле, ма на мен ми е добре,
с кеф от всяка точка на земята казвам ти "не".

Той е богат магнат и е красив, и млад,
за мен строи палат, надявай се за теб да ме е яд.(x2)
Само тебе мило бебе за рождения ми ден
пожелах си ден да бъдеш, възможно най-далеч от мен.

Припев:(x2)

Пия Mai Tai за край пак да си с мен, don’t try,
пускам те на switch off, пречиш ни правиме любов.(x2)

Той е богат магнат и е красив, и млад,
за мен строи палат.

Припев:(x2)

Пия Mai Tai за край пак да си с мен, don’t try,
пускам те на switch off, пречиш ни правиме любов.(x2)

ARTi – Kasash I Hvarlyash / Арти

Мммм, причината за шока си Мммм, със стока върху топа си Мммм, за мишките отрова си La vida loca си, цялата моя си Мммм, причината за шока си Мммм, със стока върху топа си Мммм, за мишките отрова си La vida loca си, цялата моя си Няма, няма драма, на къс пас ше те хвана във главата ми сцени в които краката ти сочат тавана Няма к’во да те бавя Леле ти си брутална И не чакам да ми позволиш, а напра’о ше си те открадна Ше си го изпатиш, първо ше ме хапеш после ше капеш Така ше ти вляза, напра’о ше ме намразиш Напра’о не издържаш, Късаш и хвърляш, Ти си просто такава – късаш и хвърляш Мммм, причината за шока си Мммм, със стока върху топа си Мммм, за мишките отрова си La vida loca си, цялата моя си Мммм, причината за шока си Мммм, със стока върху топа си Мммм, за мишките отрова си La vida loca си, цялата моя си Давай, ти лъжи ми давай и ме разигравай, искаш да ти повярвам на всичко, но първо сама си повярвай Ти си тиха и кротка На всички лъвчета – котка Влизам във твоята клопка, но ти продължавай примамка ми давай Ше ме побъркаш, първо ше се дърпаш, после ше ми мъркаш Напра’о не издържаш, Късаш и хвърляш Мммм, причината за шока си Мммм, със стока върху топа си Мммм, за мишките отрова си La vida loca си, цялата моя си Мммм, причината за шока си Мммм, със стока върху топа си Мммм, за мишките отрова си La vida loca си, цялата моя си

Emiliya – По-силна ставам

Да ме променяш ти се опитваш
Напразно време губиш си
Всичко, което сам обичаш
Върви си, ти за мен не си
Силата нямаш да ме контролираш
Аз съм свободна по душа
Или се бориш или умираш
Аз много пъти оцелях
Там съм където искам да бъда
Отдавна промених се, виж
Каквото и да правиш, няма да падна
И няма как да ме сломиш

Не ме е страх да остана без нищо
Изправям се и започвам на чисто
Аз печеля ти губиш играта
Дори да си ги писал ти правилата
От грешки уча се, не съжалявам
Не струва ли нещо го подминавам
Забрани как да търпя и затварям
От преживяното, по-силна ставам

Неможеш с нищо да ме оплашиш
Страха в очите гледам, виж
Каквото с мене да направиш
Не можеш да ме подлудиш
От ножа който в гръб ми забиваш
Ми става двойна силата
Живота ми всеки ден да разбиваш
Ще го градя от нулата
Там съм където искам да бъда
Отдавна промених се, виж
Каквото и да правиш, няма да падна
И няма как да ме сломиш

Не ме е страх да остана без нищо
Изправям се и започвам на чисто
Аз печеля ти губиш играта
Дори да си ги писал ти правилата
От грешки уча се, не съжалявам
Не струва ли нещо го подминавам
Забрани как да търпя и затварям
От преживяното, по-силна ставам

Не ме е страх да остана без нищо
Изправям се и започвам на чисто
Аз печеля ти губиш играта
Дори да си ги писал ти правилата
От грешки уча се, не съжалявам
Не струва ли нещо го подминавам
Забрани как да търпя и затварям
От преживяното, по-силна ставам

Emanuela – Нотариално заверен

Напий се, звънни ми
Уморен от всички, супер тъжен и пиян
Че липсвам, кажи ми
Няма да се върна, но ми стига, че го знам

Щракаш ли с пръсти, или да ти щракна
Аз печата, че по мене полудяваш
Нещо нотариално да ти заверя ли?
Болката например, че това от теб видях

Искаш ли за мене нещо да ти кажа?
После да не стане, че не си разбрал
Чувам, че говориш, аз това го мразя
Биеш ли се в гърдите с много, че си спал?

Искаш ли играчки нови да ти купя?
Че по детски някак правиш ме на тъпа
Аз не пръскам, да ти кажа само лъскам
Много си ме бива, можеш ли и ти така?

Напий се, звънни ми
Уморен от всички, супер тъжен и пиян
Че липсвам, кажи ми
Няма да се върна, но ми стига, че го знам

Щракаш ли с пръсти, или да ти щракна
Аз печата, че по мене полудяваш
Нещо нотариално да ти заверя ли?
Болката например, че това от теб видях

Ти като колан, кажи, ли го играеш?
Стяга ли те нещо, сменяш дупката
Никоя не искаш да я опознаеш
Трудно като стане, нека влиза следваща

Искаш ли играчки нови да ти купя?
Че по детски някак правиш ме на тъпа
Аз не пръскам, да ти кажа само лъскам
Много си ме бива, можеш ли и ти така?

Напий се, звънни ми
Уморен от всички, супер тъжен и пиян
Че липсвам, кажи ми
Няма да се върна, но ми стига, че го знам

Щракаш ли с пръсти, или да ти щракна
Аз печата, че по мене полудяваш
Нещо нотариално да ти заверя ли?
Болката например, че това от теб видях

Vanya & DJ Damyan – Искам си теб

Аз откакто останах без теб
живота сякаш някой ми взе.
Като играчка от малко дете
и плаче ми се, и искам си те!

Утеха нямам в други ръце
и моите все ги протягам към теб.
Ще плача докато върнеш ми я.
Чу ли? Искам си с теб любовта!

Хайде доведете ми я тая да я видя,
тая дето мисли си, че може да те пипа.
Само да те доближи
пулса нула правя и!

Хайде доведи го тук да го видя тоя,
дето може вместо мен да те нарича “моя”.
Друг с теб ще е щастлив,
само спра ли да съм жив!
След теб цигари пропуших напук,
да ме убият, без друго съм труп.
И водата е с вкус на сълзи,
откакто спря до мен да си ти.

Не ми минава в други ръце
и моите все ги протягам към теб.
Ще плача докато върнеш ми я.
Чу ли? Искам си с теб любовта!

Хайде доведете ми я тая да я видя,
тая дето мисли си, че може да те пипа.
Само да те доближи versuri.us
пулса нула правя и!

Хайде доведи го тук да го видя тоя,
дето може вместо мен да те нарича “моя”.
Друг с теб ще е щастлив,
само спра ли да съм жив!

Rich The Kid – Ready to Die Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock

[Verse 1]
Stick ’em, stick ’em, stick ’em up, stick ’em
Take a nigga racks, and this bitch, it won’t miss ’em
Louis, Gucci, Prada cost a couple bands
Hit the mall, I’m spendin’, and I blow that money like a fan
Give a fuck about a fuck nigga, no
Bitch, we bustin’ at them duck niggas, yeah
Fuck ya bitch like bang bang, hell nah, I don’t gangbang
Y’all cuff a hoe, y’all lock ’em up, y’all send them hoes the chain gang
Tatted up like 2Pac, ridin’ ’round with two Glocks
That’s two guns, that’s too much fun, I pull up, y’all niggas run’
Lauhin’ at y’all niggas ’cause y’all niggas really broke, nigga
Fuckin’ with the fuckin’ rounds will get you slumped, nigga

[Chorus]
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock

[Verse 2]
50K on your head, you’ll be gone in a day
I got racks, I got bands, hit the mall, and I play
I make your bitch throw up, no money, I don’t show up
Youngins on the block make the murder rate go up
I don’t even give a fuck about yo’ momma, nigga
Talk shit, then you gonna meet the llama, nigga
I ain’t even gotta worry ’bout no drama, nigga
A street president, call me Obama, nigga
Backin’ Migos, that’s the gang
Rich The Kid, nigga, that’s the name
I put a bullet in ya brain, you want a [?]
I don’t give a fuck about you or your clique
I had your baby momma and your sister suck my dick

[Chorus]
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock

Rich The Kid – Everything Lyrics

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Oh, she a slut, she a dog, she a freaky ass bitch
But she rollin’ up the kush, and then she suckin’ on my dick
I’m like, “bitch, please, hoe get out my face”
Why the fuck you in my house? Bitch, get out my place
First she wash the dishes, then pick up my pack
First she suckin’ on my dick, lickin’ on my sack
I’m like, “hoe, where the fuck your man?”
All up in the pussy, and I be goin’ HAM
I got racks on racks on racks on racks, bitch, I got the stupid packs
Blowin’ on that kush, that loud, catch me in that fuckin’ cloud
Your bitch do everybody, your bitch at every party
She roll that kush, she suck that dick, and then she pop a molly

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything

[Verse 2: Derez De’Shon]
Your bitch do whatever I tell her
And she eat what I feed her
Make your bitch feel special
Fuck the hoe, and then leave her
Your bitch say she love me
I tell her the same thing
Gotta beat the work in the jewelry store with my prisoner
Chain gang, couple bad bitches, a few plain janes
Now your bitch my main thing, and then we young niggas like Chief Keef
We don’t cuff a hoe, we bang bang
It’s Rich The Kid and D Dash, better get your hoe ‘fore we take her home
Fuck her like she a porn star, and then drop her off with you later
Oh, Dash

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything

Rich The Kid – Drinkin’ Medicine Lyrics

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I’m drinkin’ medicine, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Double cup love, I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m drinkin’ medicine (lean), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
She said, “what’s up with them cups?”
I say, “bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine”
I don’t want no Goose, just bring some Sprite
I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m sicker than a bitch, so I gotta drink my medicine
Two white cups, Styrofoam is what I put it in
I’m leanin’ like a broken chair, movin’ like a turtle
Everything is movin’ slow, but shit, it’s how that’s ‘sposed to go
I’m stingy with my shit, you can’t have none of my medicine
This that Actavis, man, I know ain’t nothin’ better than
That dirty Sprite, double cup, you leanin’ too, then pour me up
I love my Sprite, it slow me up, think I should stop, don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Double cup love, I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m drinkin’ medicine (lean), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine

[Verse 2: Cap-1]
I’m on it
Yeah, I’m on it
I’m on that motherfuckin’ medicine, AKA the Actavis
I guess that’s why I act like this, got money in my mattresses
Don’t pass me no vodka or no brown, I’m off that medicine
Sippin’ on some sizzurp, I’m the pour up veteran
Got two cups and my two liter, that dirty Sprite, I’m sippin’ on it
My niggas like it, my bitch want it, I pass it out, and we sippin’ on it
Pourin’ up on that G shit, your drink cut, that’s remix
Doctor, give me that medicine, we poppin’ seals, who better than
Drop 550 for the BT, hit you over the head fifty dollar zipper
You could come and get this red shit ’cause we drinkin’ purple, so don’t even trip
Hit the club, post in the vip, pack of rillos, roll up a [?]
[?] chick, and she comin’ with me
Duffle bag, we run the city, I’m gone

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Double cup love, I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m drinkin’ medicine (lean), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine

[Verse 3: Dolla Boy]
Poppin’ seals on the pint
Got my whole crew sippin’ on the way to the top
My whole comin’ with me, sittin’ high on them sixes
On a straight money mission, niggas know how we get it
No slippin’ in the trenches, get ya money, young nigga
Coupe look like a spaceship, we’ll sit and sip like a chemo patient
Tryna fuck bitches, but I ain’t the type to do no chasin’
And the work’s all there, we don’t do no fakin’, no
Round of applause like I’m playin’ b-ball
All doped up like I’m fresh out the ER
Southside dope boys we are
And we gettin’ higher than a fiend dippin’ blunts in the lean, shit

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine

Pouya – Voices [Vintage] Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ima yung man
I don’t romance
No slow dance
My emotions
Bottled up to never be let out
Floating deep in da ocean
You got me
Feeling like I wasn’t dead inside with da way you jumping outta 2 Piece
Groupies think its movie
But no
They can not move me
I never had a role model my best friends turn into my rivals
Pistol gripping never slipping got on me ducking from da 5 0
You yelling in the void of voices
No one hears you crying dying talking to yourself
What else do you need
You feel incomplete
Got nothing else in yo reach

[Hook]
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did

[Verse 2]
My momma warned me said da money gon change yo friends
You gon take hand, shakes from fake fucks
That won’t get near yo grave
When you die, no surprise
Euthanize, you and I
You were da one that said I was the one
But when the time come you were nowhere to find
Now everybody wanna be around me
I got the formula for da come up
Everybody get the fuck from round me
Where was you when I was when on da ground
Im raid to you roaches so when you approaching be certain to Show me respect
Da underground underdog only get stronger da deeper I get

[Hook]
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did

Pouya – Void Lyrics

[Hook x2]
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined

[Verse 1]
Sit back relax in the black Cadillac on them 22s screaming fuck you Out the window to the people I don’t fuck with the same hoes I Grew up with that never wanted to suck dick now they want me To cuff em stuff em with a combustion back in the day hoe you Was so reluctant
Now you looking at me like you looking at your husband why you Switching up you said you was never the one for me had me Running in circles and chasing the cat I see how the tables have Turned now I got that cat on my lap hate me love me don’t say You know me that money make me feel less lonely the women Make me feel so phony my own homies wanna buss my dome Piece

[Hook]
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined

[Verse 2]
I know you maintaining baby you run around and drive me crazy Late night you my chelsea lately never will I bend never will you Break me and the smith and wesson always stainless one shot and I’ll fall to pavement let my brain fall flat by the bay side homicide Won’t find me til the daylight when the right time comes grab me From behind I hope I fucking struggle while you sucking out the Life from me is this what you wanted when I’m finally gone from This moment will you become proud of me cause I can’t be myself If you don’t want me to be and I can’t stand myself if you can’t Understand me

[Hook]
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined

Waka Flocka Flame – Gucci Gang Remix Lyrics

Louis gang Prada Gang ? gang ? gang
Dirt gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang
Spent a hundred racks on new chain
New rolly on that’s loose change
I beat it up like ?
I wear ice style wedding ring
Shoe game fresh with the ball main
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang

Louis gang Prada Gang ? gang ? gang
Dirt gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang
Spent a hundred racks on new chain
New rolly on that’s loose change
I beat it up like ?
I wear ice style wedding ring
Shoe game fresh with the ball main
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang

My chain cost more than your house
Put the tour gauge all in your mouth
Ball main is everything when I’m out
She begging me to put it in her mouth
None of this shit be new to me
Five hundred bands on jewelry
?
Fuck around reading off a eulogy
Bitch your breath smell like cigarettes
She giving good brain call it intellect
And I got work in the projects
I can get you killed in the projects
Gucci gang ? gang Rolex
Make the work stretch like boflex
Been had your wife want your ho next
? gang gotta keep a bag on me
?
Dick so good she gonna brag on it
She wanna take a pic and get a tag on it
None of these niggas be cool to me
Actin ass niggas you a movie screen
A lot of dead bodies when an Uzi scream
Infrared beam on everything
Big dog hommie been bossed up
She jumpin off getting tossed up
Gucci gang Flocka Flame lil Pump
2018 I’m gonna I’m turn it up
Everbody with me dripped out
?
Everbody with me got a big house
I put the dick in your bitch mouth

Lil Skies – Creeping Lyrics

Ain’t no shame on you
Aye aye

[Bridge]
Blame on me no shame on you
No you can’t hide the truth
Imma slide right through yo roof
Might pop a pill or two
Let them hate we chop the deuce
Fuck that we gettin loose
Pussy sweeter than some juice
I slurp it like its soup

[Chorus]
She a naughty type on the weekend
Perfect night she gon’ let me start to creepin’
Baby go on offense I’m playin’ defense
You want top I swear thats the perfect sequence

[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
Why you like to lie shawty you know you impressed
See you fuckin’ with me now cause I bossed up and I flex
All they like to do is talk when they knew that I was next
I just come up with these hits and lay low collect these checks
She fuck with solid niggas
She don’t be fuckin’ with broke boys
I ran it up that was my choice
She call me up when she need pipe
She don’t be fuckin’ with no toys
Watch my back niggas lurkin’
My girl look better in person
And she still picture perfect
Dip and dash when we swervin’
Oh me, Oh my
Put my hand on your thigh
If I come through tonight
I’ll make you touch the ski
Dont need to wink my eye
Know I’m not even playin’
You know just what I’m sayin’
Got you and all your cravings

[Bridge]
Blame on me no shame on you
No you can’t hide the truth
Imma slide right through yo roof
Might pop a pill or two
Let them hate we chop the deuce
Fuck that we gettin loose
Pussy sweeter than some juice
I slurp it like its soup

[Chorus]
She a naughty type on the weekend
Perfect night she gon’ let me start to creepin’
Baby go on offense I’m playin’ defense
You want top I swear that’s the perfect sequence

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Hold my wrist up out the coupe
Two bitches spread your roof
That pussy good I’m blamin’ you
You drippin’ shame on you
She got real water
Head real smarter
They into business from florida
Probably can afford her
Bentley truck might park the cop
I’m living comfortable
Talk money then I’m stuck with you
Now I’m in love with you
Plug pull up in the UFO
No smoke talk im the CEO
My bitches is bad they do the most
She way too foreign straight off the boat
I put her on top she leaking
She leakin’
Touch you a freak on the weekend

Blame on me no shame on you
Girl you can’t hide the truth
I might get a rarri coupe
But just to flex on you