COLLAR《idc》

COLLAR《idc》Official Music Video Lyrics, Letra COLLAR
可以的話,我想說聲I don’t care,不拘小節,我只要專注做好一件事。

#COLLAR #idc

《 idc》
作曲:Wilma Virintie / Karrinator / T-Ma
填詞:鍾說
編曲:Karrinator
監製:T-Ma 馬敬恆

tada tan tan tada tan tan tan x3
IDC Yuh, You’re never reachin’ me

好刺眼太陽一表態 (yea yea)
就寢 BYEBYE
等到晚鑽研新境界 (like me!)
唔識交帶

Thank God (thank god)
注定份人博學
精闢我的視角 (Ah)
What goes around
What come around
We focus on the way we know

日月緩緩的轉動 (Way past ya) (Long Gone)
想追上我想觸碰 (Faster)
律動欠奉
現在人人的讚頌 (Listen poser, get gone)
全部籠統
NO, I don’t wanna know

Hate me IDC
想講一聲 IDC
Yea Love me IDC
I Don’t care AT ALL
熱鬧 IDC
不喜歡 解釋 IDC
門外面好得意
I Don’t care AT ALL

Lemme rest up no more
攻克 就互相協助
恍惚 亦捷足上座 Please Don’t Adore

Thank God (thank god)
托賴面皮太薄
專一顧好鈍角 (Ah)
What goes around
What come around
So buckle up we’re going up

日月緩緩的轉動 (Way past ya)
(Long Gone)
想追上我想觸碰 (Faster)
擇日發夢
漠視人人都讚頌 (Listen poser, get gone)
誠實懵懂
NO, I don’t wanna know

Hate me IDC
想講一聲 IDC
Yea Love me IDC
I Don’t care AT ALL
現實 IDC
不拘於一式 IDC
沉寂現鬼主意
I Don’t care AT ALL

tada tan tan tada tan tan tan x 3
I Don’t care AT ALL
tada tan tan tada tan tan tan x 3
I Don’t care AT ALL

都不會太著緊
一拉閘 不心煩 妖魔絕跡清淨六根

YA Hate me IDC
想講一聲 IDC
Yea Love me IDC
I Don’t care AT ALL
步伐 IDC
被認定獵物 IDC
You’re never reaching me
I Don’t care AT ALL

tada tan tan tada tan tan tan
tada tan tan tada tan tan tan
tada tan tan tada tan tan tan
I Don’t care AT ALL
tada tan tan tada tan tan tan
tada tan tan tada tan tan tan
tada tan tan tada tan tan tan
(IDC yuh you’re never reaching me yuh, IDC yuh)

I Don’t care AT ALL

All programming and instruments by Karrinator
Vocals recorded and produced by T-Ma at Blue Moon Studios HK
Mixed and Mastered by T-Ma

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Klaudia Zielińska – Tak jak TY Lyrics

Klaudia Zielińska – Tak jak TY Lyrics NOWOŚĆ 2023 Lyrics, Letra
Tekst:
1. Zapachem perfum przyciągałeś mnie ,
W powietrzu nadal czuję jego woń.
Nigdy nie będzie dwóch tych samych miejsc
I już nie będzie tak smakować noc.
Gdybym Cię zapytała o to czy pamiętasz
Czy wróciłbyś do tamtych dni?
Kiedy trzymałeś mnie w swoich objęciach,
A w tle nam grała muza ze starych płyt.

ref. Nikt nie działał na mnie tak jak Ty (nikt nie działał na mnie tak jak Ty)
W mojej dłoni bursztyn, który kiedyś dałeś mi,
Żyjemy dzisiaj w labiryncie miast, samotnych ludzi pełnym całych ulic.
I swoją drogą poszedł każdy z nas BY SIĘ ZGUBIĆ…

  1. Zerkam na molo, błądzę na nim wspomnieniami
    kiedy pan skrzypek grywał nasze “Only You”
    Przy którym tańczyliśmy dniami i nocami,
    Do zapomnienia , do utraty tchu.
    Może i Ciebie kiedyś tu spotkam,
    Zatańczymy jeszcze raz.?
    I ciekawe czy ją poznasz, tę melodię z dawnych lat?

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Irmak Arıcı – Eften Püften şarkı sözleri

Irmak Arıcı – Eften Püften Lyrics, Letra Irmak Arıcı
‘Eften Püften’ şarkı sözleri;

Payıma dört duvar düşecekse,
Mahrum kalacaksam senden,
Üstü kalsın hiç almayayım ben
Aşk adamıymış,hani aşk nerede?

O günü unuttum
Sözümü tuttum
Koşa koşa geldim
Aç bence!

Sebebi ziyaretim eften püften
Uslu dur,üstüme gelme bi’ lütfen
Yanlış anahtar doğru kapıdayım
Nasipse gönlüne gircem
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Babyface Ray & Veeze – Bosses Linking With Bosses Lyrics

Babyface Ray & Veeze – Bosses Linking With Bosses Lyrics Lyrics, Letra Babyface Ray
Intro: Babyface Ray
Yeah
Bitch

Verse 1: Babyface Ray
Find another nigga to play with
10K in ones, a day shift (Frrt)
Back to back to back, I’m racing (Back to back, okay, Treeze)
Pussy good, but nothin’ to lay with (Nothing, bitch, yeah, welcome to the— welcome to the mob, bitch, nigga, you know that)
Served a million times, I still don’t trust him, he might cross me
You ain’t slick as me, showed his hand and that’s gon’ cost him
I get 40K a show, I used to serve to all Milwaukee
I heard fans taking pictures ‘cause it’s bosses link with bosses (I heard fans taking pictures)
Yeah, got it on me the sloppy way
Exotic bags, what you tryna pay? (Yeah)
I can’t lie, I got time today
Fendi coat with the Prada shades (Fendi coat)
I’ma keep shippin’, tote the stick, Doc Holliday (Doc Holliday)
I told her, “Hit thе door and handle business, stop tryna stay” (Stop tryna stay)
Verse 2: Veeze
Clearing out my rostеr, ‘bout to play eliminate (Yeah)
I don’t know who more toxic, is it me or my lemonade?
Pull up to her job, get throat on her lunch break
Money got me spoiled, hoes do what I say
I’m from 7 Mile, niggas die, they touch me
Make like thirty thou’ every time they touch the 8
Niggas go through great heights just to show they hate
Blues with me all the time, I’m Beyoncé
Find another nigga to play with
Real hitters owe me favors
Snitch nigga, no relations
Pissy bitches like probation
Made your bed, gotta lay there
I’m ‘bout to start a daycare
My bad side, ain’t safe there
All my niggas don’t play fair
Seven-figure nigga, you don’t know nothin’
Pokin’ out my pocket, but I still don’t give a ho nothin’
What you know about serving ‘til the sun come?
Way before high school, they trusted me for coke runs
Label talkin’ two M’s, at first, they tried to lowball me
I just take the shit that I wear once to the Salvation Army
Boy, I’m in the brothers only world tour, the Navy army
Bake a nigga like a hot and ready butter parmesan
Made it out the jungle, I can’t lie, a couple scars on me
If they knew what I had on me right now, it’d be five stars on me
Nigga made at me for no reason, I feel sorry for him
On my granny, I ain’t gotta hit the stash or borrow nothin’
Find another nigga to play with
He a zero, Jayson Tatum
Street nigga, fuck on A-listers
Wavy like the fucking Caymans
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БЕЗ ОБМЕЖЕНЬ – ДИМ Lyrics

БЕЗ ОБМЕЖЕНЬ – ДИМ Lyrics Lyrics, Letra БЕЗ ОБМЕЖЕНЬ
БЕЗ ОБМЕЖЕНЬ – ДИМ

Надія, йди!
Помри, бо через тебе помираю я,
Не рви наживо мою душу,
Піди навіки, згасни як зола.

Віддай мені очі,
Наповнені спокійним тихим сном,
Мене залиш одного серед ночі,
Бо Всесвіт є холодним дном.
Бо зараз Всесвіт є холодним…

Дим, нехай по тобі тут залишиться лиш дим…
І спокій з ним,
І спокій, спокій з ним…
Нехай по тобі тут залишиться лиш дим.

Не бачиш, я втомився, хочу спати?
Бачиш відчай у моїх очах?
Надія йди, тебе не хочу мати,
Не хочу плутатись в заплутаних думках.

Не хочу вірити, що принесеш бажане,
Його ще й не отримати по тім,
Не хочу сподіватись, хочу не бажати,
Я хочу, щоб розвіялась, як дим!
Я хочу, щоб надія ти, розвіялась як…

Дим, нехай по тобі тут залишиться лиш дим…
І спокій з ним,
І спокій, спокій з ним…

Чуєш? Дим…
Нехай по тобі тут залишиться лиш дим.
І спокій з ним,
І спокій, спокій з ним…

Нехай по тобі тут залишиться лиш дим.
І спокій з ним,
І спокій, спокій з ним…
Нехай по тобі тут залишиться лиш дим.

Слова та музика – Сергій Танчинець

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Culita Sterp, Mihaela Belciu – Prima clipa Lyrics

Culita Sterp, Mihaela Belciu – Prima clipa [videoclip oficial] Lyrics, Letra Viper Production
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Didine Canon 16 – NEWTON Lyrics

Didine Canon 16 – NEWTON [Clip Officiel] Lyrics, Letra Du Nord au Sud – Album Foot Korner
Découvrez le clip du single “NEWTON” extrait de la compilation “Du Nord au Sud” par @Footkorner
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Lil Tecca – 500lbs Lyrics

Lil Tecca – 500lbs Lyrics, Letra Lil Tecca
Intro
Oh
Uh-uh, uh (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh (Uh)
Uh-uh, uh (Uh)
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh (Uh-uh, uh)

Chorus
Yeah, not livin’ enough (Ayy)
This blunt, I’m takin’ a puff
Was startin’ to feel like it’s us
No trust, so do as you must (Yeah), for real
Don’t know when I stay out of town
I get dough when I stay out of town
500 chops, I got 500 rounds
500 plots, I got 500 pounds, yeah
Post-Chorus
I’m trustin’ nothin’ I’m told, honestly
I’m trustin’ half what I’m shown
I don’t pop out, but it’s each to they own
My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone
Think she forgot, I got me on my phone
Not safe for me to forget that I’m known
Argue ‘bout bullshit, you know that you grown
I don’t know, the only reason I condone it

Verse
I know how it works, I know you a flirt
She send me the flick, tagged not safe for work
Don’t get your feelings hurt while tryna lurk
My bitch want Chanel, then shit, grab a purse
She told me she bad, I say, “You could do worse”
I’m born to be blessed, I live with a curse
When shit is a mess, I’m rollin’ up first
I smoked on my blunt, then I hit the church
‘Cause nobody get where you comin’ from
You know how it get when you goin’ numb
You know what we on, matter how you judged
Dealin’ with bullshit, out of love
My life a story, it’s not a punch-in
My life a party, it’s not a function
I never needed no introduction
Know I’m a star, I’m still adjusting
Bridge
And I can’t go out like that
You know that’s why I’m clutchin’
And I see it why they overreact
But all this shit ain’t nothin’
Told me you gon’ send the bread you owe me
Talkin’ like you got an option
She said, “It’s like you don’t know you a star”
I tell her that I’m still adjusting

Chorus
Yeah, not livin’ enough (Ayy)
This blunt, I’m takin’ a puff
Was startin’ to feel like it’s us
No trust, so do as you must (Yeah), for real
Don’t know when I stay out of town
I get dough when I stay out of town
500 chops, I got 500 rounds
500 plots, I got 500 pounds, yeah

Post-Chorus
I’m trustin’ nothin’ I’m told, honestly
I’m trustin’ half what I’m shown
I don’t pop out, but it’s each to they own
My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone
Think she forgot, I got me on my phone
Not safe for me to forget that I’m known
Argue ‘bout bullshit, you know that you grown
I don’t know, the only reason I condone it (Yeah, yeah)
Outro
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh
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Roger Waters – Money Lyrics

Roger Waters – Money (Official Lyrics, DSOTM REDUX) Lyrics, Letra Roger Waters
Money
Get away
You get a good job with more pay and you’re okay
Money
It’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star, daydream
Think I’ll buy me a football team
Money

Get back
I’m all right, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
Money
It’s a hit
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit
I’m in the high-fidelity first-class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Welcome to Hell
I’m sorry, I’ll read that again
Welcome to Rooftops
I’m sorry, I’ll read that again
Welcome to The Starlight Room
I’m sorry, I’ll read that again
Welcome to The Underworld
And now, for tonight’s main event:
The Heavyweight
Close swaddled in the cloying folds of fat
The Heavyweight squats
Freak fearful on his stool
And through toad lids
He squints his vision of the world
The grey parade of waiters trade
His retinue, of course
Seconds, thirds, and fourths
Cling, tick-like, to his skin
The bell sounds
In the corner of the ring
A fresh contender for his crown
Puts out his pale hand to shake before the bout
The champion blinks
His sticky tongue
Swollen in greed
With cobra speed
Snakes out
It’s lights out for the kid
His grace and wit, in that split second
Plucked, sucked, dissolved
Reduced to petty bulk
Digested
Shit

The champ, well satisfied
Adjusts his sumo backside on the stool
Draws ‘round his cloak, breaks wind, out loud
The crowd howls its approval
But, in the shadow of the ring
With cloven hoof and a crooked grin
The Devil pats the briefcase that holds the Faustian pact
He smiles, enjoys his little joke
Because, he knows, the champion’s cloak
Is but a shroud, in fact
Money
It’s a crime
Share it fairly, but don’t take a slice of my pie
Money
So they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise
It’s no surprise that they’re giving none away
Away
Giving none away
Giving none away
How much ya givin’ away?
Uh…none. Nuffin’.
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Sabry X Mizi – L3EDYANE Lyrics

Sabry X Mizi – L3EDYANE Lyrics, Letra Sabry Officiel
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