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Dhurata Dora feat. RAF Camora – PALMA Lyrics

Dhurata Dora feat. RAF Camora – PALMA () Letra Dhurata Dora Dhurata Dora feat. RAF Camora – PALMA
Teksti i “PALMA”

Intro: RAF Camora & Dhurata Dora
(PANDA) Mhh, ja
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Refrain: Dhurata Dora
Çfar’ ndjenja t’mira ai mu po ma jep
Du me fluturu, ti me mu a vjen
Kam nevoj’ për shi, edhe ty pak djell
Nën palma je, nën palma je
Verse 1: Dhurata Dora
A e din’ ti mu ça m’bone?
Për ty po rreh zemra, 808
Me kejt je Al Capone
Për mu bohesh wallah tjetër ti
Om don e du-u, omël, honey, yeah-eh
Kur je me mu-u, ki m’i harru kre-ejt
Un’ nuk foli portuguese, amo di me k’cy lambada
Mu m’ki masterpiece, veç me ty diku në palma
Om don e du-u, omël, honey, yeah-eh
Kur je me mu-u, telefonin mshele

Chorus: Dhurata Dora & RAF Camora
Don’t let me go
Me ta dhon’ një nat’, you cannot let me go
Mbahma, mbahma dorën, no, don’t let me go
Guapa, die Welt ist groß, ich will dich bloß in meiner Zone
Nein, ich lass’ dich nicht los, ich halt’ dich close, don’t let me go

Verse 2: RAF Camora
Sah so viele kommen und geh’n
Aber keine war wie du, Gyal
Von so viel’n Frau’n umgeb’n
Aber kein Vibe so wie unsrer (Ah)
Wenn ich sage: „Du bist zehn von zehn“
Mein’ ich alle im Game, Guapa, weltweit
Darum glaub mir, lass’ dich nicht mehr geh’n
Bleib’ mit dir zu Endzeit (Ahh), eh
Komm, komm, komm bisschen näher, eh (Yeah)
Liebe dein’n Duft Chanel, eh
Du in komplett Margiela, eh
J’te jure comme qu’elle est belle, eh (Ja)
Internationales Level, eh (Ja)
Komm, wir testen jedes Hotel, eh (Ja)
Barcelona, Amsterdam
Lass’ dich nicht mehr geh’n, wir bleiben zusamm’n
Refrain: Dhurata Dora
Çfar’ ndjenja t’mira ai mu po ma jep
Du me fluturu, ti me mu a vjen
Jo na nuk po nalem, me ty bashk’ deri n’maje t’majës (Eh)
E ti afër majëm, majëm
No, no, no (No, no)

Chorus: Dhurata Dora & RAF Camora
Don’t let me go
Me ta dhon’ një nat’, you cannot let me go
Mbahma, mbahma dorën, no, don’t let me go
Guapa, die Welt ist groß, ich will dich bloß in meiner Zone
Nein, ich lass’ dich nicht los, ich halt’ dich close, don’t let me go

Outro: Dhurata Dora
(Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah)
(Ah-ah-ah, ah, ah)
(Ah-ah-ah, ah, ah, yeah, yeah, ah, ah)
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Travis Scott – THANK GOD Lyrics

Travis Scott – THANK GOD Lyrics Letra TravisScottVEVO Travis Scott – THANK GOD ()
Travis Scott – THANK GOD
I won’t doubt it, I won’t
He won’t mislead all his followers
Prayin’ on the process, minus Spirit
Feel like
Like I’m floatin’
In my prime time

One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah

Goodbyes, that’s life
For times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I’m free tonight (let me in)
Ooh

Got God on the line
Tell the devil I’m fine
He always tryin’
Tryin’ his best (no question)
Top of the pole, me and my bros
When the story gets old
It’s gon’ be BMF (mucho gracias)
This shit sound hard
The one made easy
You can’t live twice
Thank God I’m breathin’

One life, live it, right now
One life, live it, yeah

Goodbyes, that’s life
For times, for life
For life, from down my eyes
Thank God I breathe tonight (let me in)

Oh

Still no pressure
Thank God, I breathe
‘Cause shit I speak is what they need, I tell no lies
But still up top, they still can’t drop but what if they not
Yeah, yeah
Last tape was filled up with slaps, I just gotta run this shit back
Didn’t like the way this shit went down at the awards, I admit it, turned to a beat
This that shit right here that get me goin’, after I pop me a piece
Brodie, we killin’ the critics and killin’ the hate, might gotta talk to a priest
The way we evolved and knocked down walls, this shit’s outrageous
A quarter back calls, they don’t like 12 except Tom Brady
Can show up my stock, I still stack tall, they still can’t trade me
Storm’s a minor but you know she livin’ major (that’s right, daddy)
When you flyin’ up this high, it ain’t no cables
Shit so lit, what happen in Vegas, it stay in Vegas
Mornin’ time, we check the news, we made the papers
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Travis Scott – HYAENA Lyrics

Travis Scott – HYAENA Lyrics Letra TravisScottVEVO Travis Scott – HYAENA ()
Travis Scott – HYAENA
The situation we are in at this time
Neither a good one, nor is it so unblessed
It can change, it can stay the same
I can say, I can make my claim
Help, help, help

Yeah, okay
This shit is outta control
I’m drivin’ through Hell and I done brought snow
It’s shinin’ in here and I done brought glow
I hear the sirens right out the chateau, run me the info
Tryna hear what you did and how you came close
‘Cause I get bobblehead like I done made pro
I made Italian bread like I done made dough
I be all around the map
Rock a show by myself like I’m Chelsea Handler
I’ll write a series ‘bout my bitches like I’m Kelsea Grammar
I made the check Jawhawk ‘cause it’s outta Kansas
You know it’s [?] in my top, I’m in my esperanza
You know it’s slammin’ wall to wall, we gotta fill the stands up
With slaps and the anthems
Poetic justice, I got you in all my stanzas
Your model stands up, queue everything I know about it

What we know
Where you shall go
Power, ah

Uh, yeah
C-notes, B-notes, I took the biggest boat
We stayed down for life, it’s like a [?] ball
We too much involved to spend a single ounce of time
She bust a whole ounce up doin’ lines
I had to leave, had to leave through dreams
[?] That stress, then I took that sweat
We took ‘em 35 to 1 like that shit roulette
Hold up, baby, part it, we deliver
[?], That’s a second lease
Buy it, never lease it but I gotta lease it
Mona, Mona type of pieces, man, got a nice Jesus
Skip it, hit the ceiling bright and early
Got it with me, I’m shotty while I let you with me
I’m too [?] to let you read, feeling tank is empty
Gotta feel me, pockets dumb fat and I gotta strange squad with me
And that’s everything I know about it

Mother Earth is pregnant for the third time
For y’all have knocked her up
I have tasted the maggots in the mind of the universe
I was not offended
For I knew I had to rise above it all
-Shit
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Velet – Marmara Lyrics

Velet – Marmara () Letra VELET MUSIC Velet – Marmara ()

Sözler

Zaman seni bana getirir sandım
Bekledim bekledim beklemekten usandım
Sana zarar gelmesin diye kendimi kanattım
kapattım kapattım kapattıkça yol aldım

Kimse sana benden başka bir dert vermesin
Duam tutar bilirsin kimse ben gibi sevmesin

Ben Marmara’nın sularında İstanbul’un boğazında
Yutkunmayı unutmuş bir aşkın kursağında
Her hikaye biter kalem yazarım tutsağımda
İnanmadığın o sevgi var ya artık kutsalımda

Ben Marmara’nın sularında İstanbul’un boğazında
Yutkunmayı unutmuş bir aşkın kursağında
Her hikaye biter kalem yazarım tutsağımda
İnanmadığın o sevgi var ya artık kutsalımda

Odamdayım köşemdeyim atarım zehri yakarım geçmişi
Bilirim neyse ki bakarken ona bakamaz ben gibi
Ararım aklıma denk değişir odamın renkleri
Çöpe at yazdıklarımı sıfırdan açıyor mu defteri

Görürsün gününü geçince günler insan buna nasıl kader der
Öldüğün günden gülüm günüm nasıl geçer
Gamzelerin, kalem kaşın, bana ait olan bakışların
Boşmuş savaşların

Ben Marmara’nın sularında İstanbul’un boğazında
Yutkunmayı unutmuş bir aşkın kursağında
Her hikaye biter kalem yazarım tutsağımda
İnanmadığın o sevgi var ya artık kutsalımda

Ben Marmara’nın sularında İstanbul’un boğazında
Yutkunmayı unutmuş bir aşkın kursağında
Her hikaye biter kalem yazarım tutsağımda
İnanmadığın o sevgi var ya artık kutsalımda
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Travis Scott – MELTDOWN Lyrics

Travis Scott – MELTDOWN Lyrics Letra TravisScottVEVO Travis Scott – MELTDOWN
Yeah
Tensions is definitely rising
T’d up right now
T time, T time
T time, T time, T time

Teatime like I got a cup of this shit
Tee time like golf at a quarter to six
I’d love to fuck on a regular bitch
Famous hoes lame but they stay on my dick
Heard your new joint, it’s embarrassing, shit
You talk to the cops on some therapist shit
You act like you love this American shit
But, really, the truth is you scared of the 6
Yeah, you scared of the 6
Yeah, you scared of the 6
Your bodyguard put in some work on a fluke
Now you wanna go and inherit that shit
Don’t talk to the boy ‘bout comparisons, shit
Or come to the boy on some arrogant shit
The weapons we got are some terrorist shit
Like TV producers we, grr,
We airing this shit
She askin’ for bread for her parents and shit
I told her, “I don’t got no cash”
And she said she gon’ wait on a rack,
On some Arabic shit
I pull out a million and stare at the shit
My dick just got hard ‘cause a wire just hit
My schedule is out, come spin us, for real
Man, fuck all that spinnin’ the narrative shit
I melt down the chains that I bought from yo’ boss
Give a fuck about all of that heritage shit
Since V not around,
The members done hung up the Louis
They not even wearing that shit
Don’t come to the boy ‘bout repairing some shit
Don’t come to the boy about sparing some shit
You lucky that Vogue was suing
‘Cause I would’ve been with the Wassas in Paris and shit

Is you fuckin’ crazy? Is you fuckin’ crazy? (Ah)
And they scared of the seven (Seven)
After one-three then we turn up eleven (Yeah)
Keep this shit open like 7-Eleven (It’s lit)
Me at the house, I got seven in heaven
They think I’m satanic, I keep me a reverend
And shawty a therapist, poppin’ her shit
She inching my way and she started confessing
I know what’s at stake,
I’m screamin’, “Free Jeffrey”
Connect collect calls right off of the celly
Gave her the blues, not talkin’ ‘bout belly
Don’t keep it sincere, I go Makaveli
I got the juice, now it’s heavy (Juice)
Always on t-time, been ready (T, ah) , yeah
Is you fucking crazy? Is you f— (Yeah, stoned, let’s go)
Wrappin’ the cheese, wrap around me
‘Cause I’ve got property (Wrap, cheese, wrap)
Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs (Vs)
Got the Willy Wonka factory (Vs)
Burn a athlete like it’s calories
Find another flame hot as me, bitch

(Ooh)

Yeah, is you fucking crazy? (Nah)
Is you fucking crazy? (What?)
Is you fucking crazy? (Nah, nah)
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fuckin’—
Is you fuckin’—
Is you fucking crazy?

I met these Texas boys and ran it up a couple, maybe
(Couple, maybe)
Swanging in the pickup truck, baby, fuck Mercedes
(Fuck Mercedes)
I’ll fuck a nigga bitch but she can’t have the baby
(Have the baby)
I’ll shoot your ass in Walmart like I’m DaBaby
(In Walmart)
Your boy going Lionel Messi,
I go Tom Brady
(Woo)
Used to wear the bust down back in my old days (Woo)
Now I let the chains hang,
You gotta tuck yours maybe
(Tuck it, tuck it)
Niggas talkin’ Scarface,
I’m that in real life (Ooh)
Is you fucking crazy or what? Is you fucking crazy?
(Fuckin’ crazy)
Man, the club ain’t been the same since we lost Mercedes
(Straight up)
Man, the clique ain’t been the same
Since they lost the greatest
(Nah, nah, nah)
We outside with the army,
So you need the—, uh-uh
Them boys rollin’ all brown
Like they whippin’ gravy
Make a circus outside
Like it’s Barnum’s Bailey (It’s lit)
Blickey hanging on my side,
It’s like it’s really banging
(Blickey, blickey, blickey)
She move her panties to the side,
She want it raw when faded
(Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?)

Is you fucking crazy?
Is you fucking crazy?
Is you fucking crazy or what?
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fucking crazy or what?
Is you fuckin’—
Is you fuckin’—
Is you fucking crazy?
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JAILER – Jukebox | Superstar Rajinikanth | Sun Pictures | Anirudh | Nelson Lyrics

JAILER – Jukebox | Superstar Rajinikanth | Sun Pictures | Anirudh | Nelson Letra Sun TV
Check out the lyrics the full song with official video to listen to, Learn to sing this song. available for all countries Song lyrics not found: Submit the lyrics of this song.In the form! letras2.com
[formidable id=4]
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Offset & Cardi B – JEALOUSY Lyrics

Offset & Cardi B – JEALOUSY Lyrics OffsetVEVO Offset & Cardi B – JEALOUSY ()
Watch the official video for Offset & Cardi B’s “JEALOUSY”
Offset Verse
Hating ass nigga cuz I got it out the mud
Hating in the family Nigga be ya own blood
Screaming Fuck 12 to the DA and the judge
Never been a dub
Never been a scrub
45 glock now , oh you want the judge
Better than who must be high on them drugs.
Cooling in the mansion with the bubbles in the tub
Heard you undercover you a bitch, you was a stud
Set, yes Nigga don’t try me
In a lamb, I be damned if a Nigga try me
Getting ham wit the fam man a nigga gotta eat
Shawty nothing I’ma bust ima trick for a treat
For I bought the lamb I was riding in a jeep
500 horses with a stick on a seat
Fuck that nigga he’ll fold when it’s heat
Go against the code for the dough boy you weak.
Go against the grain man you kno a nigga lame
Cartier frames I can see a nigga brain
Cartier bracelet it’s matching with the chain
Dirt up on my name man you niggas should be ashamed.
Knock off her boots
When I’m throwing up gang
Diamond fruit loops
In this watch and it’s plain
My dog got the juice
And I’m smoking propane
I’m gunning I run to the money Usain
Who talking Who telling Who Sang
IM selling prescription cocaine
She fuck with my pimping
My cane
I’m Micheal I’m not no Jermaine.
Jealousy that shit gon eat yo heart out
It’s a AR sawed off we’ll slow your squad out.
it’s the beast you brought out
It’s a feast we ball out
I’ll eat ya heart out
I’ll pull ya card out
It’s simple, put wholes in his face like it’s dimples
New Kimbo new bop bop bop bop make it limp him
He play with me blowing me rising my temper
I got millions of racks in my mansion my temple
I’m gangsta but wit yo bitch I get gentle
Wanksta, take out yo teeth like it’s dentures
I’m blanking , you eat this glock I’m Mrs winners.
Cardi Talking
“What the fuck these bitches talking bout man, I mean…. Who’s telling us what?!”
BARDI!

Cardi Verse
Ain’t no bitch Finna front on me
Bad body bitch with the jumbo teeth
Yellow Lamborghini like a bumblebee
Girl nobody listen to you unless you talking bout me
It’s always a bird tryna tweet shit
You offended when I be on defense
They too worried bout me and my nigga
You should worry bout that nigga yours sleep with
Face is given and never not gave
Been to Atlanta but bitches ain’t brave
How bitches mad I’m the number 1 pick
It’s funny your nigga the one that’s a trade
Bitches is mad stupid they get to the bag and lose it
I’m still in the bed I live on head
Water n Gas included
Bitches don’t wanna go birkin for birkin
Bitches ain’t got enough hits for verzuz
Bitches be acting so different in person
Cartier frames I can see why she nervous
This shit is a circus
I’m dipped in detergent
I’m sick get the nurses
My whip got the curtains
I’m dripped out in Hermes
A bitch say my name then she number 1 trending
I did you a service bitch
Like huh
“Man what the fuck these hoes talking bout hold on hold on hold on”
Look let’s keep it bean let’s keep it a buck
If I had a dick it need to be sucked
All of my opps is running they jibs
Stomach too big it need to be tucked
All of that crying be keeping me up
When Bardi’s around they see me and duck
When I make a post I’m leaving it up
They came from the hood but they leave in the trunk bitch
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Guru Randhawa: You Talking To Me? Lyrics

Guru Randhawa: You Talking To Me? () | Trip Beats | Bhushan Kumar Letra T-Series Guru
Ni Je Koi Sadde Warga Taan Aake Dass
Aiven Jane Khane Wal Wekh Ke Na Hass
Mittra Da Bolbala Hollywood Tak
Ankh Band Kar Wish Karni Aa Pluck

Ni Je Koi Sadde Warga Taan Aake Dass
Aiven Jane Khane Wal Wekh Ke Na Hass
Mittra Da Bolbala Hollywood Tak
Ankh Band Kar Wish Karni Aa Pluck

Oh Lambo Chale Slow G Chaldi Aa Tez
Vintage Gaddi Wangu Mittra Da Craze
Choti Moti Gaddi Utte Ankh Naiyo Rakhda
Fuggiyan Bugatti Nu Karaunda Mera Face

You Talking To Me?
You Talking To Me?

Padhe Na Kitaban Jatt Padh Lainde Ankh
Parkhi Na Maar Saddi Badi Door Tak
Ho Jithe Rakha Pair Bane Node Mithiye
Piche Piche Duniya Te Naal Mere Luck

Ho Suraj Wangu Naam Shine Karda
Moon Wangu Thanda Ae Subha Jatt Da
Jinne Jinne Pyaar Naal Gall Kar Layi
Har Ek Jaan Da Hisab Rakhda

You Talking To Me?

Oh Lambo Chale Slow G Chaldi Aa Tez
Vintage Gaddi Wangu Mitran Nu Craze
Choti Moti Gaddi Utte Ankh Naiyo Rakhda
Fuggiyan Bugatti Nu Karaunda Mera Face

Trip Get The Rhythm..

Ho Chare Passe First Class Soyi Payi Ae
Jatt Jeeta Jahaj Ch Zameen Payi Ae
Sare Kehnde Ne Ameeri Wich Hissa Jatt Da
Halle Kalli Baithi Dassi Tennu Kissa Jatt Da

Oh Lambo Chale Slow G Chaldi Aa Tez
Vintage Gaddi Wangu Mittra Da Craze
Choti Moti Gaddi Utte Ankh Naiyo Rakhda
Fuggiyan Bugatti Nu Karaunda Mera Face

Here’s A Man
Who Would Not Take It Anymore
Who Would Not Take It Anymore
Take It Anymore
Anymore
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Regina Kinjo – Negue Letra

Regina Kinjo – Negue Letras, Lyrics: Regina Kinjo – Negue (Letra)

Negue seu amor, o seu carinho
Diga que você já me esqueceu
Pise, machucando com jeitinho
Este coração que ainda é seu
Diga que meu pranto é covardia
Mas não se esqueça
Que você foi meu um dia
Diga que já não me quer
Negue que me pertenceu
E eu mostro a boca molhada
Ainda marcada pelo beijo seu
Negue seu amor, o seu carinho
Diga que você já me esqueceu
Pise, machucando com jeitinho
Esse coração que ainda é seu
Diga que meu pranto é covardia
Mas não esqueça
Que você foi meu um dia
Diga que já não me quer
Negue que me pertenceu
E eu mostro a boca molhada
Ainda marcada pelo beijo seu
Diga que já não me quer
Negue que me pertenceu
E eu mostro a boca molhada
E ainda marcada pelo beijo seu

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Érico Moreira & D’Acuerdo String Quartet – Meu Farol Letras

Érico Moreira & D’Acuerdo String Quartet – Meu Farol | Letras, Lyrics: Érico Moreira &
Cantar é mergulhar em mim bem fundo
Dentro dessa dor, que fere e dói
Calar é ver o mar bravio e turvo
Se transformar em amor e paz real

E esse véu que cobre a terra nua e escurece o céu azul
É o mesmo véu que tece a guerra, a guerra e a fera quer a minha luz
Meu amor, pra onde vou partir é um mistério

Te amar é mais que um dom é o som é tudo
O que carrego em mim, é o meu farol
Deixar-te aí, cruzar o mar profundo
Me arrancou a cor e a luz do sol

E esse véu que cobre a terra nua e escurece o céu azul
É o mesmo véu que tece a guerra, a guerra e a fera quer a minha luz
Meu amor, pra onde vou partir é um mistério

Ficha Técnica:

Voz e violão Érico Moreira
Arranjo de cordas João Silva
Primeiro violino João Silva
Segundo violino Luis Mascaro
Viola Felipe Escalada
Cello Uri Català
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