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Gislaine e Mylena e Elaine Martins – Eu Sei Quem Sou Letra

Gislaine e Mylena e Elaine Martins – Eu Sei Quem Sou ( Letrae Oficial MK Letra) Letra MK MUSIC Gislaine e Mylena e Elaine Martins – Eu Sei Quem Sou ( Letrae Oficial MK Letra)

Quem pode nos deter?
Quem pode nos parar?
Eu não vou ceder, eu não vou me prostrar
Podem tocar a buzina, minha ordem vem lá de cima
Se Deus quiser nos livrar, só a Ele adorarei, igual a Ele, não há

Não adoro a outro deus não
Dele é somente a minha adoração
Nabucodonozor pode até impor
Eu sirvo a um Deus vivo só a Ele dou louvor

Babilônia, eu não sou daqui
Meu coração tem exclusividade
Aqueçam a fornalha sete vezes mais
E verão o que o nosso Deus faz

Poderoso, Ele já passeia no fogo
Poderoso, Ele está conosco
Poderoso, Ele é Forte, Tremendo, Ele não falha
Poderoso , Ele é o quarto homem da fornalha

Eu sei a quem eu sirvo, o meu Deus é vivo
Meu coração é exclusivo, minha adoração é só Dele, do meu Cristo
Eu não negocio a minha fé, eu não me prostrei eu ficarei de pé
Podem atar meu corpo e me jogar no fogo
Eu sei quem sou, eu sou adorador, eu sou adorador, sou adorador.

Eu sei quem sou , não me renderei
Posso estar na Babilônia, mas a Deus não negarei .
Eu não aceito o decreto, o meu Deus eu não nego, o meu Deus eu não nego
Levantarei os meus olhos para os montes de onde vem o meu socorro
O meu socorro vem do Senhor que fez o céu e a terra
Não deixará o meu pé vacilar
Aquele que me guarda não tosquenejará
O Guarda de Israel não dormirá

DECLAMAÇÃO

O Senhor te guarda
O Senhor é a tua sombra
O Senhor te guarda de todo mal
O Senhor te guarda na entrada e saída, agora e para sempre

O Senhor te guarda
O Senhor te guarda
O Senhor te guarda

Eu sei a quem eu sirvo, o meu Deus é vivo
Meu coração é exclusivo, minha adoração é só Dele, do meu Cristo
Eu não negocio a minha fé, eu não me prostrei eu ficarei de pé
Podem atar meu corpo e me jogar no fogo
Eu sei quem sou, sou adorador sou adorador, sou adorador.

Sou adorador, sou adorador, sou adorador.

Eu sou adorador
Eu sou adorador
Eu sou adorador

Eu sei quem sou

Compositoras: Gislaine e Mylena

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Alev Esentürk – Büklüm Büklüm Lyrics

Alev Esentürk – Büklüm Büklüm Letra netd müzik Alev Esentürk – Büklüm Büklüm
“Büklüm Büklüm” şarkı sözleri ile

Ne söylesen, ne beklesen
Yaradan’dan ya da kaderinden
Ele geçmez istediğin
Uğruna savaş vermediysen

Sevilmeden de sevmeyi
Neyi özlediğini bilmeyi
Acı da olsa yine gerçeği
Görüp de söylemeyi bilmediysen

Sanki seni boğar gibi
Sanki yeniden doğar gibi
Sanki zaman zaman ölür gibi
Acısını, çilesini çekmediysen

Hani büklüm büklüm boynunda
Hani paramparça ruhunda
Hani soran gözlerle kapında
Bekleyen dargın anıların gibi

Hani büklüm büklüm boynunda
Hani paramparça ruhunda
Hani soran gözlerle kapında
Bekleyen dargın anıların gibi

Sevilmeden de sevmeyi
Neyi özlediğini bilmeyi
Acı da olsa yine gerçeği
Görüp de söylemeyi bilmediysen

Sanki seni boğar gibi
Sanki yeniden doğar gibi
Sanki zaman zaman ölür gibi
Acısını, çilesini çekmediysen

Hani büklüm büklüm boynunda
Hani paramparça ruhunda
Hani soran gözlerle kapında
Bekleyen dargın anıların gibi

Hani büklüm büklüm boynunda
Hani paramparça ruhunda
Hani soran gözlerle kapında
Bekleyen dargın anıların gibi
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Nas – TSK Lyrics

Nas – TSK ( Lyrics ) Letra Nas Nas – TSK ( Lyrics )
All I see is blurbs
All I see is words
Nerds, talkin’ ‘bout what they did, see, or heard
And all I see is clones, see you muthafuckas
With mixtape plans because they seein’ how we movin’
And all they say is this
But they ain’t sayin’ shit
They talk reckless when I do not work for them
They say come harder, come smarter
Which one it is?
Which one you wanna hear, since you such a music whiz?
First thing I learned when I was coming up in age
When they stumble in your space, is to punch ‘em in the face
The second thing I learned, I was in the second grade
Sliding onto second base, I can orchestrate this game
The third I heard was, “If it quacks, it’s a duck”
The fourth, or course, just be upfront, whatchu want?
The fifth was this, “Keep something crisp on your wrist”
Now we on album six, the top team on your list

Probably grab another hun’ though
Industry cutthroat, watch how I’m construct though, uh
Concrete jungle
If rappers were presidents, I would get Trump’s vote, uh
Truly, I’m just staying humble
But I can take it back to Nasty if I want to
Some young dumb crazy muthafucka from the hood

Yo what time is it, Hit?
It’s yo time, bro
Yeah, you know what?
Yeah, that
And this and that
You know, yeah
Yeah

Don’t be scared to execute the vision, lock in
Get back to the art, not the trends, tsk
I mainly invented raps by bangin’ on table tops
And takin’ on any competition
Listen, they put hammers to your ribs
But I’m Too Legit To Quit
They like Bishop with a blick
They exposin’ who a bitch
And I’m like Furious when he took his son to fish
Droppin’ knowledge on the kids
Droptop when we slid
Step on lawns, trip on
Dior slides grip on
The handrails
Crib on some acres
Pull off the tails off shrimp, some
Beyond blonde, sip on
Some fine wine
We just some shakers
So when Planet Rock came out the Bronx
I was watching boomboxes
T La Rock never made it rich?
And when I witnessed that the benefits of living good from making hits
I make bread off what I invent

Probably grab another hun’ though
Industry cutthroat, watch how I’m construct though, uh
Concrete jungle
If rappers were presidents, I would get Trump’s vote, uh
Truly, I’m just staying humble
But I can take it back to Nasty if I want to
Some young dumb crazy muthafucka from the hood
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Cassper Nyovest – Bashimane Lyrics

Cassper Nyovest – Bashimane ( Lyrics) Letra CassperNyovestVEVO Cassper Nyovest – Bashimane ( Lyrics)
Ithi grootman
Ya-ya, mara ithi grootman
The Don Billiato (Sure)
Uh

First things first, this is my house
Osa mpona ke didimetse, ek is die baas hierso
Ska sampula I really am the South African dream
From go humbulwa ke billi
Then became a smart ass from go e tlhakula ka City Press (Haha)
Y’all can’t fuck with a Don, I say it straight up
Y’all as scared as a cluster that’s stuck in an elevator (Yeah)
I gotta stay sharp in order to serve the nation
Bas’valel’ ugesi mara still sa generator (Yeah)
We the hustlers, they hatin’ ‘cause we proud
I sell whatever, there is no debatin’ that I’m proud
Ses’funa ama Bugatti, wanna be wealthy unannounced
So s’thengisa ama tamati for a healthy bank account (Uh huh)
I don’t break the law but I’m dealing with heavy lawyers (Uh)
Corporates need my face on their product, I’m that enormous (Uh)
Your girl was complaining to me, she really caught up
I see her once a month, I treat her like debit orders

Le bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka (Bafana man)
Bashi-, bashimane baka (Yeah)
Bashi-, bashimane baka

Nigga I became a boss
Thread all through these verses that they chant (Uh)
Feels good to be myself, nigga I can’t even front (Uh uh)
Can’t work with anybody, ha o le [?] then we can’t
From the morning to boma eleven only money that we want (Haha)
Whenever I get on the mic I set it off (Set it off)
Gave you hit after hit
What do you want? How many more? (How many?)
This is Family Tree if you’d like to get involved
Re basokodisa nkare gearbox ya Citi Golf
And when we get fresh, it’s a shout out to Rikhado
Ke tshwere ander ding ke mokreya daar ko Megalo (Uh huh)
Mara tsago jola ka di kgana
Tsa lenyalo ha di last’i, di fana le bafana ba Piano (Haha)
Bachisa this week, next week a re ba [?]
Man I been doin’ this since a pup, it’s been years son
Ke a le bona ledibala lagong’fetsa
Mara le nou santse keja nyuku ya Doc Shebeleza

Le bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
Bashi-, bashimane baka
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GHEA INDRAWARI – MASA MUDAKU HABIS Lyrics

GHEA INDRAWARI – MASA MUDAKU HABIS (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO) Letra HITS Records GHEA INDRAWARI – MASA MUDAKU HABIS (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
Lirik Lagu Ghea Indrawari – MASA MUDAKU HABIS

VERSE 1
Duduk dipangku di kala senja
Dinyanyikan dan dibuai manja
Telah berlalu
Masa kecilku habis

Menanti orang yang kudambakan
Hatiku berdebar tak karuan
Telah berlalu
Masa mudaku habis

CHORUS 1
Kemana perginya
Masa-masa yang indah
Mengapa waktu
Begitu cepat berlalu

Kini yang tersisa
Aku yang harus bisa
Menjalani
Pahit manis hidup ini

VERSE 2
Yakini hari esok kan indah
Nyatanya tak satupun yang mudah
Apa jadinya masa depanku

CHORUS 2
Kemana perginya
Masa-masa yang indah
Mengapa waktu
Begitu cepat berlalu

Kini yang tersisa
Aku yang harus bisa
Menjalani
Pahit manis hidup ini

BRIDGE
Jadi dewasa kukira menyenangkan
Tapi ternyata sulit dan melelahkan
Jika waktu bisa kuputar kembali
Kan kunikmati setiap detik

CHORUS to CODA
Kemana perginya
Masa-masa yang indah
Mengapa waktu
Begitu cepat berlalu

Kini yang tersisa
Aku yang harus bisa
Menjalani
Pahit manis hidup ini

Kan ku jalani
Hari ini sebaik mungkin
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JP THE WAVY & JIGG – What’s Poppin feat. LANA Lyrics

JP THE WAVY & JIGG – What’s Poppin feat. LANA ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra JP THE WAVY JP THE WAVY & JIGG – What’s Poppin feat. LANA ( Lyrics Letra )
JP THE WAVY & JIGG「What’s Poppin」歌詞

Chorus: JP THE WAVY
Ayo What’s Poppin’
好きな仲間だけでやる Private party
何本空けてもさ またもう一回 Pour up
頭回らねぇ一回 Hold up
止められない揺れる Body ya
女の子皆が言う Turn me up
下がるって事なんて No
Gun finger
Just fuckin’ go
Verse 1: JP THE WAVY
暑いプールサイドで飲む Armand
あの子に声かける Hello
テキトーな事ばっか言ってるわざと
真面目ぶってる俺馬鹿野郎
忙し過ぎても楽しんでる毎日
人生一回だしこれ本当大事
紐緩めて履く Louis V Nike
俺が暑すぎても溶けない My icy
音デカすぎ揺れるウーファー
仕事しない今できない通話
誰のせい多分夏のせい
てか俺のせいなら謝るごめん
もっと盛り上がってけ朝まで

Chorus: JP THE WAVY
Ayo What’s Poppin’
好きな仲間だけでやる Private party
何本空けてもさ またもう一回 Pour up
頭回らねぇ一回 Hold up
止められない揺れる Body ya
女の子皆が言う Turn me up
下がるって事なんて No
Gun finger
Just fuckin go
Verse 2: LANA
Hey What’s Poppin’
今君なんか気になる No need another boy
カリフォルニアオーダーのブリンブリン Ice on me
止まらず入るお金
Imma fucking good ダネ
Check 1 & 2 and get money
Mercy一番のFriend
I don’t need rules, rules, rules
What’s poppin’
My bestieいこうよ乗り込む今ジェットに
Ok papi あたしのほしい物なんでも買って
Oh yeah daddy
シャネルにルブタンまだまだ足りないよ
Oh errrbody
WAVYとL7とまらないの Poppin’

Chorus: JP THE WAVY
Ayo What’s Poppin’
好きな仲間だけでやる Private party
何本空けてもさ またもう一回 Pour up
頭回らねぇ一回 Hold up
止められない揺れる Body ya
女の子皆が言う Turn me up
下がるって事なんて No
Gun finger
Just f**kin go
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Sleepy Hallow – All The Way Lyrics

Sleepy Hallow – All The Way (Lyric ) Letra Sleepy Hallow Sleepy Hallow – All The Way (Lyric )
Intro
(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Chorus
Lift me up
Make me feel like I’m the only one that you love
Nothing lasts forever, so let’s seize the day
Run away together, going all the way

Verse 1
Free Billy, my sliggity slatt
If it wasn’t for rap, I’d be pushing a pack
2 AM in the back of the ‘Bach
I don’t know where I’m at, but I’m totin’ the strap
How you love me? You holdin’ me back
Gotta watch the back door for that hole in your back
If he RICO, he gotta get whacked
If he frontin’, we gotta get back
I’m the glue to this shit, had to keep it together
Yeah, you good, but they sayin’ I’m better
And she say she want me, I’m makin’ her wetter
Put the chop right on top of her dresser
The way I be dressin’ is not to impress her
This shit regular, stay with some pressure
These niggas’ll rat just to get to some cheddar
Uh, I’ma see ‘em whenever
Just papers and grabba, don’t fuck with no Swisher
That’s your man, but he fucking your sister
And he want your bitch, had the chance, he would dick her
Uh, it get sicker and sicker
That’s why I do not be rockin’ with niggas
Uh, did a lot for some niggas
And way before rap, did a lot with them triggers
And we still do a lot for the—
Fuck that, don’t got no time to be mentionin’ niggas
If it’s lit, then we sendin’ them niggas
Lil’ bro get to bustin’ when he off a jigga
Know a shooter that hate takin’ pictures
She just tryna slide and hit up a hitter
No, this one don’t apply to beginners
A lot of them niggas ain’t make it to dinner
Grandma pray for me, know I’m a sinner
My heart get cold, I was born in the winter
Baby, I ain’t no regular nigga
As soon as you slippin’, they comin’ to get you
Uh, better hope they don’t get you, uh
Chorus
Lift me up
Make me feel like I’m the only one that you love
Nothing lasts forever, so let’s seize the day
Run away together, going all the way

Verse 2
Wait, nah, fuck it, you can keep love
Baby, I just keep drugs
And lately, I ain’t tryna speak up
Uh, I’m just kickin’ feet up
And she say she love me, don’t believe her
The reason I’ma leave her
My heart got cold, I need a heater
My wrists still on freezer
I iced out my daughter, she a diva
She hate when daddy leave her
But baby, I’m workin’, I’ma see you
Forever, we gon’ be stuck
Forever, we gon’ be up
If they play with you, then they get touched
Uh, I don’t ever speak much
And she don’t ever need much

Chorus
Lift me up
Make me feel like I’m the only one that you love
Nothing lasts forever, so let’s seize the day
Run away together, going all the way
Lift me up
Make me feel like I’m the only one that you love
Nothing lasts forever, so let’s seize the day
Run away together, going all the way
Lift me up
Make me feel like I’m the only one that you love
Nothing lasts forever, so let’s seize the day
Run away together, going all the way
Outro
Ayy
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Nas – Fever Lyrics

Nas – Fever ( Lyrics) Letra Nas Nas – Fever ( Lyrics)
Early on the wake up
Cunning as the father of the twelve sons of Jacob
Shake up the world, cake crumbs
Cover my gold teeth, cufflinks, waiters
Lobster sauce on aprons
Pardon, that’s the chef
Burgundy on the breath
Uncertainty when I step
Dancin’ to every song like it’s a contest
Singin’ to Stevie Wonder Happy Birthday
Celebratin’ years of flows and crazy wordplay
Season, I’m leaving my 40’s, I’m a griot
Deep as Deepak Chopra
Dress socks and loafers
Family only, I’m holdin’ hands with a cold piece
Bow to the old me, I’m officially OG
Might throw a roast me, wonder what will the jokes be
Watchin’ ‘em imitate my crude demeanor
It’s a new decade, I’m in a whole new arena
Roll the dice in this life and I hit the fever
Get it

Wolf out of NYC
This is prophecy
Know this is meant to be
Evolve constantly
Half a century
Put your glasses up
Represent for me
Represent, represent
Represent for me
Represent, represent
Represent for me
Fly from infancy to half a century
Ah-ha, represent

Cryin’ faces for the double agents watchin’ my every move
Go tell em I can’t sit still, I never do
Let them think of all the places I led them
Go look at it through an all age spectrum
Still winnin’, never a better move
Who they claim to be today?
Man, they can never choose
We all got a set of tools we gotta use to push through
Like I did, and Esco is my nom de plume
Party in the penthouse, live
Fill all the rooms with beautiful vibes
That’s the way to calm the goons
Champagne flutes, my cigars pop balloons
Bowties get untied when the clock hit 2
A ’73 baby
I say a speech maybe
Besides the Littles and Joneses, hip-hop made me
Born in New York, I hope the most high keeps you
I wish at least fifty on all my good people
Fever

Wolf out of NYC
This is prophecy
Know this is meant to be
Evolve constantly
Half a century
Put your glasses up
Represent for me
Represent, represent
Represent for me
Represent, represent
Represent for me
Fly from infancy to half a century
Ah-ha, represent

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KALIM – HUSTLER Lyrics

KALIM – HUSTLER ( Lyrics by Ido Poleg x Kzuni) Letra KALIM KALIM – HUSTLER ( Lyrics by Ido Poleg x Kzuni)
Songtext zu „HUSTLER“

Hook: Cassidy
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
Nigga, ask, nigga-nigga, ask about me (Yeah)

Part 1: KALIM
Besser save deine Pennys, wir beide spiel’n nicht in derselben Liga
Ich spiel’ mit Mios, ihr spielt drum: Wer ist der Held in FIFA?
Wo ist mein Maka’-Plug? Ich ex’ ‘n Liter
Du willst ‘n KALIM-Part und endest auf deinem Track als Feature
Ich will Credit für jede gebitete Adlib
Das hier ist kein White T von H&M, Designer Fabrics
Kriegt nicht genug von mir, ich geb’ ihr Hattricks
Ich bin über average, doch mit dem Geld bin ich ‘ne Elf, Bitch
Pre-Hook: KALIM
Ich mache Para, als würd ich kicken bei den Bayern oder hoopen bei den Celtics
Zwei Glocks, ich bin ein Gremlin
Zwei Extendos machen Damage
(Zahl’ mein’ Anwalt fünfzig Mille, land’ ich im Gefängnis)

Hook: Cassidy
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
Nigga, ask, nigga-nigga, ask about me (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
Nigga, ask, nigga-nigga, ask about me (Yeah)

Part 2: KALIM
Plain-Jane-Chopard, Bottega-Veneta-Polo-Hemd
Pick’ ich heut den Urus, G-Wagon oder Turbo S?
Grand Elysée, nicht mehr gern geseh’n
Weil ich verwandel’ ein Penthouse in ein Trap-House, Bitch ist auf KALIM, beste Schnee
Doch ändern ihre Meinung, sobald sie den Batzen Gelbe seh’n
Und lassen dann ihre besten Kunden in der Kälte steh’n
New Money, doch mein Enkel erbt Old Money
In den Kreisen, wo ich verkehr’, bist du mit ‘ner halben Mille broke, Akhi
Pre-Hook: KALIM
In den Kreisen, wo ich verkehr’, würd ich die Tennis-Chain heimlassen
Sowas kaufen sie ihr’n Töchtern, wenn sie ‘ne Eins schreiben
Ich sollte Geld dafür bekomm’n für diese Weisheiten
Pussy

Hook: Cassidy
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
Nigga, ask, nigga-nigga, ask about me (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
I’m a hustler, I’m a, I’m a hustler, homie (Yeah)
Nigga, ask, nigga-nigga, ask about me (Yeah)

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Cassper Nyovest – Chomie Lover Friend Lyrics)

Chomie Lover Friend ( Lyrics) CassperNyovestVEVO Chomie Lover Friend ( Lyrics)
Intro; Windows 200, Widows 2000 & Nobantu Vilakazi
I really know how it feels to be (Stressed out, stressed out)
I really know how it feels to be (Stressed out, stressed out)
I really know how it feels to be (Stressed out, stressed out)
I really know how it feels to be (Stressed out, stressed out)

Pre-Chorus: Windows 2000
I been in my bag for a minute (For a minute)
Heart made out of gold, can you dig it? (Can you dig it?)
Accepted all my flaws and my limits (Flaws)
Girl, I haven’t taken time in a minute (Time in a minute)
Chorus: Windows 2000
I need my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend
I need my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend
Girl, you’re my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend
I need my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend

Verse 1: Cassper Nyovest
Sharp huzet, sweetheart?
Intsi ke didimetsi, dilo di li hectic nyana
Life e dira fela, ko re ke verstaan
Ke tlhakatlhakane nkare ke weave ye cheap line
Mara ha ke tshwere wena a ke shote sepe (Eish)
Baby o ko kae? Nna ke ? easy (Eish)
Nshapele round, ke monotshi (Skhiphe)
Hao fitlha montle o shape molodi
Setse ke di kentse mo fridging ditsididi
Kopa ontlele le apple munch, le di chips, le sebete
Re chi nyana kamo kitcheneng
Even if we don’t do nothin’, re ka dula ra bua

Pre-Chorus: Windows 2000, Alie Keys
I been in my bag for a minute (For a minute)
Heart made out of gold, can you dig it? (Gold, can you dig it?)
Accepted all my flaws and my limits (Flaws)
Girl, I haven’t taken time in a minute (Time in a minute)
Chorus: Windows 2000, Alie Keys
I need my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend
I need my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend
Girl, you’re my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend
I need my summer rose, my chomie, lover, friend

Verse 2: Cassper Nyovest
Yeah, how you been?
I know we ain’t spoken for a while
I could listen all day ongchaela taba tsao (Taba tsao)
?
Batlao etsa bari bao jinde o le matsadi
Maar moenie worry, keo tshwaretse Bacardi saan
Ene kgale o re ha ke go batle
Wena ha le o saphaphi ne ketlao etsa mosadi saan
Ntlele le one mo fridging ditsididi
E kae apple munch yele, le di chips, le sebete?
Re chi, keo behe tafoleng kitcheneng
?

Verse 3: Nobantu Vilakazi
Ayy, ntwana yam’
Sharp fede bade lami?
Ayy, it’s been a while
Fede manje zikhipani?
Ngiqabanga ngawe, angazi ngenze njani
Nalo mjitha lapha endlini, u-busy nabangan’ bami
Uyang’stressa lomuntu
But I don’t stress when I’m with you
Ngikhathele sengiyadlula
Ke batla nthwela, I’m comin’ through
Uyang’stressa lomuntu
But I don’t stress when I’m with you
Ngikhathele sengiyadlula
Ke batla nthwela, I’m comin’ through
Pre-Chorus: Windows 2000, Alie Keys, Nobantu Vilakazi
I been in my bag for a minute (Ooh yeah)
Heart made out of gold, can you dig it? (Dig it)
Accepted all my flaws and my limits (Woah oh)
Girl, I haven’t taken time in a minute (My summer rose)

Chorus: Windows 2000, Alie Keys
I need my summer rose (I need my summer rose yeah), my chomie, lover, friend (Yeah)
I need my summer rose (My chomie, lover, friend), my chomie, lover, friend
Girl, you my summer rose (I need my summer rose), my chomie, lover, friend
I need my summer rose (My chomie, lover, friend), my chomie, lover, friend

Outro
I need my summer rose
My chomie, lover, friend
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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