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Johnny Orlando – Boyfriend Lyrics

Johnny Orlando – Boyfriend ( Lyrics) Letra JohnnyOrlandoVEVO Johnny Orlando – Boyfriend ( Lyrics)
You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
Someone on your arm who
Listens to your poison
You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend

45 missed calls
10 drunk texts
So many nights that I’ll never get back
Ultimatums and empty threats
Too far gone to kiss and forget

Every promise to change
Every little mistake
Yeah I know that it all leads back to
You don’t want me to go
You need someone to hold
Yeah I know that it all leads back to

You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
Someone on your arm who
Listens to your poison
You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
You don’t really need me
You just need attention
Would have changed the first time if you really meant it
You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
Yeah you just want a boyfriend

Still get chills at the sound of your voice
Begging and pleading its all just noise
Had your chance you made your choice
Find someone else that can fill your void

Every promise to change
Every little mistake
Yeah I know that it all leads back to
You don’t want me to go
You need someone to hold
Yeah I know that it all leads back to

You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
Someone on your arm who
Listens to your poison
You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
You don’t really need me
You just need attention
Would have changed the first time if you really meant it
You don’t really love me
You just want a boyfriend
Yeah you just want a boyfriend

Oooohh
You just want a boyfriend
Every promise to change
Every little mistake
Yeah I know that it all leads back to
You don’t want me to go
You need someone to hold
Yeah I know that it all leads back to
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That Mexican OT – Opp Or 2 (feat. Maxo Kream) Lyrics

That Mexican OT – Opp Or 2 (feat. Maxo Kream) ( Lyrics Lyrics) Letra That Mexican OT That Intro
(Ooh, Jonny Shipes)
(This is a true Hollywood beat)

Verse 1: That Mexican OT
Every beat that I’m on, I’ma eat like a fat ass
“You gotta be quicker than that”, I’m that fast
Good dope, geeked up, filled up like a lab rat
AR-15 fit perfect in the backpack (Fah-fah)
I’m decapitating anybody hatin’
I’m a lamb in a blanket
It’ll put his bitch-ass right to sleep
Feeling froggy, then leap
I shoot at the feet
“How he roll his tongue like that? It’s so unique” (Grrt)
Don’t make me make this yappa, “Grrt”
V8 in the hood, when it start it go, “Grrt”
Big box the block, make the Glock go, “Grrt, grrt-grrt-grrt-grrt”
I say for breakfast I eat Xannies
I clean my face with panties
I mix the Wock’ with candy
I’m straight out of Texas like Sandy
I’m in the phantom like I’m Danny
Call Rozay for the Remy
I take her to the telly, then I piss on a ho like Kelly
Chorus: That Mexican OT
Oh, yeah, she like the way I stick and move (And move)
There ain’t nothin’ smooth than a hoover that groove
Choppa speaking like Biggie, so give me the loot
I might just catch me an opp’ or two (Or two)
You ain’t gangster, bitch, you boobble the foo
Put my foot in this mouth, make him shit out his shoe

Verse 2: Maxo Kream
Every-every-every time we get the drop, you know what we do
Came for the main opp’, we gon’ shoot at his crew
Murder block, foreign park, Bay, make it five times two
Make a nigga slow row like he talkin’ to Screw
We the walk down-run up-hop out crew
My gun bust a kappa, we stepping like Nupes
Hit his top up when I up the Glock, boy
Catch you on the block, boy
All my niggas gon’ shoot
Bulletproof Lambo’, ridin’ with the ammo
Line, no west, get fanned like a candle
Money don’t come, hit ya cabanas
Stepping on toes, got me rocking Cletta
Made it sim pedaling
Pounds, heroin, drink
Servin’ that PHD
Birds, I be selling them, serve you a Pelican
Hit up my Mexican, get ‘em OT
Chorus: That Mexican OT
Oh, yeah, she like the way I stick and move (And move)
There ain’t nothin’ smooth than a hoover that groove
Choppa speaking like Biggie, so give me the loot
I might just catch me an opp’ or two (Or two)
You ain’t gangster, bitch, you boobble the foo
Put my foot in this mouth, make him shit out his shoe
She like the way I stick and move (And move)
There ain’t nothin’ smooth than a hoover that groove
Choppa speaking like Biggie, so give me the loot
I might just catch me an opp’ or two (Or two)
You ain’t gangster, bitch, you boobble the foo
Put my foot in this mouth, make him shit out his shoe
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Daddy1 – Luxury Lyrics

Daddy1 – Luxury ( Lyrics) Letra Daddy1BroGad Daddy1 – Luxury ( Lyrics)

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Kizz Daniel, Pryme – Show You Off Lyrics

Kizz Daniel, Pryme – Show You Off (Lyrics) Letra KizzDanielVEVO Kizz Daniel, Pryme – Show You Off ( Lyrics Lyrics)
Show me the way make I follow you
Pass me the J make I smoke with you
All of the feelings I have for you
I’ll show you off I’ll show you
I no fit wait make you bend over
Show me the P make I take over
All of the feelings I have for you
I’ll show you off I’ll show you
Mmmm ko ko ko

Kwe Kwe kuta
Kwe Kwe kuta ahh
Oh my Bebe
I go show you off
Coh coh coh
Kwe Kwe kuta
Kwe Kwe kuta ahh
Oh my Bebe
I go show you off
Coh coh coh

All All all
All all all
All of this
Na for you baby
For you baby my all
All All all
All all all
All of this
Na for you baby
For you baby my allll
I go show you off
I go turn you on
I go play the drum for you
I go be one in a million
I go do the work
Sidown relax just de watch
Obianuju I love youuu
Mmmm ko ko ko

Kwe Kwe kuta
Kwe Kwe kuta ahh
Oh my Bebe
I go show you off
Coh coh coh
Kwe Kwe kuta
Kwe Kwe kuta ahh
Oh my Bebe
I go show you off
Coh coh coh

All All all
All all all
All of this
Na for you baby
For you baby my all
All All all
All all all
All of this
Na for you baby
For you baby my all

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Tau – Tracę Cię Lyrics

Tau – Tracę Cię (prod. Tau) Letra Bozon Records Tau – Tracę Cię (prod. Tau)
Znowu tracę cię
Znowu tracę cię

Refren
Znowu tracę cię
Przed ekranem gdzieś
Nie zostawiaj mnie
Bo zagubisz się
Znowu tracę cię
Nawet nie wiem gdzie
Niby jesteś, wiem
Ale nie ma cię
Zwrotka 1
Wiesz jak jest
Wchodzisz na minutę, ale spędzasz dzień
A potem obiecujesz, żeby przestać lecz
Już nie kontrolujesz, by go w rękach mieć
I powiększasz stres
Lek na lęk
Zawalisz naukę byle wejść na net
Znowu się okłamujesz, że to jedna rzecz
A potem orientujesz, że to jednak nie
I powiększasz lęk
Tracę cię
Wiesz jak internet ci działa na życie
Gdy ewidentnie przesadzasz z użyciem
Przebodźcowanie rozwala ci psychę
Proszę cię
Tracę cię
Daj sobie chwilę by ustalić prawdę
Może ci życie ucieka przez palce
Uzależniłeś się może poważnie

Refren
Znowu tracę cię
Przed ekranem gdzieś
Nie zostawiaj mnie
Bo zagubisz się
Znowu tracę cię
Nawet nie wiem gdzie
Niby jesteś, wiem
Ale nie ma cię
Zwrotka 2
Świat wirtualny jest niesamowity
Wiem, że potrafi zachwycić
Nie sposób wyliczyć zalet techniki cyfrowej
I tego co daje nam wszystkim
Mam pod ręko wi-fi
Robię sobie click-click
Potem wchodzę w linki
I biorę sobie w mig co chcę
Czy to Blik, czy to film, czy to bit, czy to grę
Czy cokolwiek tam jest
Ale wiesz
Nie potrafi tego, czego ty
Czyli kochać, głaskać, przytulać, całować
I marzyć
Biegać na bosaka po łące
Podróżować autostopem, albo skakać na bombę
Nie potrafi zbudować z człowiekiem żywej relacji
I za ciebie nie przeżyje z ziomeczkami wakacji
Bo komputer nie potrafi zagrać w życie, jest martwy
Jeśli czujesz, że marnuje twoje życie, to… zamknij

Refren
Znowu tracę cię
Przed ekranem gdzieś
Nie zostawiaj mnie
Bo zagubisz się
Znowu tracę cię
Nawet nie wiem gdzie
Niby jesteś, wiem
Ale nie ma cię
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Dorian – Entspannung Lyrics

Dorian – Entspannung (prod. Lord JKO & DJ Samir) Letra IBRA X DORIAN Dorian – Entspannung (prod. Lord JKO & DJ Samir)
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So La Zone – Pushka Lyrics

So La Zone – Pushka ( Lyrics) Letra So La Zone So La Zone – Pushka ( Lyrics)
So La Zone – Pushka ( Lyrics)
Paroles de “Pushka”

Couplet 1
J’ai squatté les blocs depuis minot j’ai l’es mains sales
L’argent facile est caché dans le plafond ou on se cale
Tu parles de moi je vais te croiser je suis pas une montagne
Mon frangin joue les chasseurs la nuit dans le s line
Et quand j’étais en taule j’avais toujours l’opinel
Maintenant j’suis dehors c’est commandos criminel
Les petits tuent les grands l’ami y’a plus de boxe thaï
Ils font les gros voyous je les vois danser sur du Shay
Le benef la nourrice
La guedron la cuisine
Agrafer les pochons pour que les clients aient le sourire
Un gamis mensouri
J’vis la nuit chauve sourie
La juge n’a pas de preuve elle veut m’isoler
J’en souris
En ce moment c’est miné pas la tête à faire la mala
M’appelle pas mon frère quand j’étais au trou t’étais pas là
Si j’écoute mes démons je fais tout comme toto rina
Mon équipe ne parle pas elle laisse parler la kala
Refrain
Bouge pas
Si t’as donné le go c’est mort
Bang bang pushka
En Golf 8 r aux quartiers nords
L’ennemi j’pourchasse
Si t’as donné le go c’est mort
Bang bang j’bouge pas
En Golf 8 r aux quartiers nords

Couplet 2
A fond sur la voie de gauche j’esquive verifs
Marseille sur la a7 c’est pas le periph ca fusille
C’est nous les cowboy fais pas le Sherif
Tu va donner ton cul si t’es pas jolie
Ma chérie
N’ouvre pas trop ta gueule dans la rue c’est nocif
Sa peut te niquer ta mere sans aucun motif abruti
Et vu que dans la malle on a les outils
Tu vas nous dire ou est cachée la valise
Abouti
On part au casse pipe
On part en balade
T’es comme mon assurance toi t’es pas valable
Pour oublier je fume la salade
Alors qu’en vrai devrais faire ma salât
Refrain
Bouge pas
Si t’as donné le go c’est mort
Bang bang pushka
En Golf 8 r aux quartiers nords
L’ennemi j’pourchasse
Si t’as donné le go c’est mort
Bang bang j’bouge pas
En Golf 8 r aux quartiers nords
Bouge pas
Si t’as donné le go c’est mort
Bang bang pushka
En Golf 8 r aux quartiers nords
L’ennemi j’pourchasse
Si t’as donné le go c’est mort
Bang bang j’bouge pas
En Golf 8 r aux quartiers nords
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Post Malone – Socialite Lyrics

Post Malone – Socialite ( Lyrics) Letra PostMaloneVEVO Post Malone – Socialite ( Lyrics)
Fuck
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

I’m always a drink away from a good day
Put on some Jodeci, gettin’ loose, ayy
I pummel the coochie, I’m Bobby Boucher
Maybe that’s why they put up with all my bullshit
And I bought a new Bentley without a roof, ayy
In LA they tell me my truck is stupid
Doin’ cul-de-sac donuts, man, I’m a nuisance
I left my Prince with the Revolutions

Get hammered all alone
But don’t feel bad for me
And my chauffeur drinks Patrón
So call a cab for me, and I’ll leave

Fuck me up, it’s only a body (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If God exists, it shouldn’t be a problem (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Socialite

Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

I’m feelin’ naughty up on a Sunday
Fuck in the backseat of a Hyundai
I’m callin’ her Shrek ‘cause she got a donkey
It’s crazy how well we get along
My new best friend I just met
Now it’s, “Fuck everybody else”
You love someone for six weekends
And never talk to them again

Call it what you want
It’s such a tragedy (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
I pulled the shortest straw
Another casualty, guess I’ll leave (Ooh-ooh)

Fuck me up, it’s only a body (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If God exists, it shouldn’t be a problem (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck me up, it’s my birthday party (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So tell me something we got in common (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Socialite
Socialite

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
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John Blaq – Just bu Just Lyrics

John Blaq – Just bu Just ( Lyrics ) Letra John Blaq Music John Blaq – Just bu Just ( Lyrics Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away, hey
Oh I, sometimes I wanna fade away
Things we do
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Must be true to you

Even through your successes
You’re too indebted for the credit
Before the movie even started
They’re telling you roll the credits
Bеfore you can edit, it’s kind of pathetic
Likе Rachel Dolezal, fading to black
But I’m already that
I’m fading away
Just like wave, I flow with the flow
I know where I’m at, but where I’m going
I know the direction I’m growing
Give me the green light, but I’m slowing
Down in this four-dimensional matrix
They’re asking why I ain’t made it
They’re mistaken with that statement
I’m Black History, so I’m always in the making
Meditating in the dark til I’m enlightening like Raiden
Silence is the hair of the super saiyin, you can see that I’m glowing
I see that you want everybody to know you
But are you really worth knowing?
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away, hey
Oh I, sometimes I wanna fade away
Things we do
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Must be true to you

I’m the Black sunshine, I took a day off
By the end day, I realized, I really never had a day lost
Eternal sunshine, I stopped counting my days
You got the day ones but still lacking in better days
To muscle up the strength, I ask for a better Whey
Truth is these rappers are out of shape
Slim chance to impress me, I’m like “what a Waist/waste”
Get your weight up
I’m perfecting at light speed, and you are like wait up
Akon with bars, it’s light work
Appreciate the god body like “nice church”
A king of peace illustrating the art of war
As I meet/meat the standard like carnivores
Does anybody wanna hear real bars anymore
If Hip Hop is dead, I must be Demi Moore
Does anyone have love for a brotha brown skin
Frown is bout as heavy as my crown is
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Sometimes I wanna fade away, hey
Oh I, sometimes I wanna fade away
Things we do
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Must be true to you

Light up a blunt and smoke the shame away
Open the champagne and sip this pain away
Watch WorldStar ‘cause you’re fucking bored
Life is a bitch, so they’re fucking with yours
Life is a queen, you ain’t fucking with mine
I’m looking for truth, where is the lie
Get on your knees when you’ve fallen off
And can’t see the difference between depression and nonchalant
Spiritual wealth got me doing my taxes
I open a note and write the trauma off
It’s irresponsible if I know don’t my stressors
I know the ledge, I know the edge, but act like I don’t know it better
Happiness dies, then it’s cryogenically frozen
But in the future, it never learns to live in the moment
Put the sun in my pocket, wish I could save this day
This is one of those hard times, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, I just
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Things we do
Sometimes I wanna fade away
Must be true to you
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BIA – MILLIONS Lyrics

BIA – MILLIONS ( Lyrics) Letra BIAVEVO BIA – MILLIONS ( Lyrics)
Nene Leakes (BIA):
Bling, bling, bling, bitches is mad, hahahaha
(Hahahaha)
(Uh, uh, alright)
Aziz
(Uh, uh, BIA, BIA)

BIA:
Business as usual (Uh)
Usually I wouldn’t smile ‘less it cost a couple thousands (Grrrr)
Some millions, and millions, and millions, and millions (Uh, hmm, alright)
Business as usual
Usually I wouldn’t smile ‘less it cost a couple thousands (Grrrr)
Some millions, and millions, and millions (Uh), and millions (Hmm, alright, okay)

I don’t catch my new checks, it’s old changes, you know (You know)
Another bitches mad me, my phone bring, hello (Brrt)
Nigga said he cappin’ but won’t step, you know (Who?)
Every time he Zelle me that’s phone sex, hello? (Uh)
Bling, bling, bloaw
Bitch is mad, I’m like wow
What the fuck did I do now?
Don’t you hoes get me aroused (Okay)
I’m a pull a ticket out of my account (Wrrr, okay)
Just to show you bitches how to count (Uh, okay)
This clock is new as fuck (Grrah)
Don’t compare me to these bitches, they don’t do enough (Do enough)
They can’t walk in my shoes because I’m booted up
I got oppositions she showin’ me computer love (Uh)
Ride my stick inside the club, I got no worries today (Grrah)
I get paid to party on a permanent base (That’s true)
All in time we link is meet and greet (Huh)
On and off the jet ‘cause I got places to be (Alright, skrrt)

Business as usual
Usually I wouldn’t smile (Uh) ‘less it cost a couple thousands
Some millions, and millions, and millions, and millions (Okay, hmm, alright, grrah)
Business as usual (Sheesh, sheesh)
Usually I wouldn’t smile ‘less it cost a couple thousands (Hey)
Some millions, and millions, and millions, and millions (Million, ayy)

Fold ‘em bitches next because I’m standin’ on business (True, true, true)
I deserve to flex and I have God as my witness (Facts)
Police tried to slow me down but they couldn’t stop it (Skrrt)
I got platinum plaques, I got, got cars in my wallet (Uh)
I got millions (Millions, grrr)
Got the focus out my bag and on my feelings (On my feelings)
Got a couple carbon copies, I got children (I got chil-)
Only pussy that surround me is my Brazilian (It’s in my lap)
Movin’ milli, a ten a rack, yeah, that’s a villain (Grrah)

Business as usual (Uh)
Usually I wouldn’t smile ‘less it cost a couple thousands (Grrrr)
Some millions, and millions, and millions, and millions (Uh, hmm, alright, grrrr)
Business as usual (Sheesh, sheesh)
Usually I wouldn’t smile ‘less it cost a couple thousands
Some millions, and millions, and millions, and millions (Alright, hmm)

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