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PA SPORTS – MITTERNACHT Lyrics

PA SPORTS – MITTERNACHT [ Lyrics ] Letra LifeisPainTv PA SPORTS – MITTERNACHT [ Lyrics ]
45 mein Bezirk, ich bin wieder in der Town
Diese ganzen Hurensöhne haben nie daran geglaubt
Also stampfte ich ein Label aus dem Boden, das Geschichte schrieb
Middle-East-History, deutscher Rap war nicht beliebt
Ihr klein’n Heuchler, sagt mir nicht, ihr hättet mich geliebt
Jeder Einzelne von euch würd in Wahrheit ein’n Diss verdien’n
Du hörst nur mich und meine Seele, wenn ich spitte
Es muss nicht damit enden, dass ich jeden von euch ficke

Es ist kurz vor Mitternacht und ich führe wieder Krieg
Bin irgendwo im Pott, war zu müde von Berlin
Meine Psyche instabil, weil ihr Lügner mit mir spielt
Doch heute Nacht lad’ ich dieses Gefühl ins Magazin
Hunderttausend Rapper, aber keine lyrischen Genies
Erzähl mir nichts von Liebe zur Musik
Bin müde von Politik und den Spielchen auf der Street
Kurz vor Mitternacht auf Repeat (Auf Repeat)

Stand hinter Brüdern, obwohl sie mich längst verraten haben
Doch eines Tages werd’ ich alle eure Nam’n sagen
Eines Tages werd’ ich all eure Gesichter zeigen
Euch alle ficken und mit einem Song Geschichte schreiben
Ihr Hundemanager habt gar nichts mit Musik zu tun
Bleibe, wie ich bin und inshallah werd’ ich nie wie du
Glaubst du dir selber, während du die halbe Welt belügst?
Erzähl mir nix von andern, du bist ganz genau derselbe Typ
Drei Jahre auf Bruder machen, nur um später zu behaupten
Das, was ich seit siebzehn Jahren mach’, würd ohne dich nicht laufen
Dankbarkeit ist eine Nutte, die ihr’n Arsch verkauft
War für so viele der Joker in ihrem Kartenhaus
Trug für das Unternehm’n Kriege auf der Straße aus
Ging nie ohne Scharfe raus, womit wiegst du das grade auf?
Willst du dein Hak? Lass uns treffen in der Sonne
Was ich für dich hab’, ist die Sechzehn in der Trommel

Es ist kurz vor Mitternacht und ich führe wieder Krieg
Bin irgendwo im Pott, war zu müde von Berlin
Meine Psyche instabil, weil ihr Lügner mit mir spielt
Doch heute Nacht lad’ ich dieses Gefühl ins Magazin
Hunderttausend Rapper, aber keine lyrischen Genies
Erzähl mir nichts von Liebe zur Musik
Bin müde von Politik und den Spielchen auf der Street
Kurz vor Mitternacht auf Repeat (Auf Repeat)

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JIHYO “Killin′ Me Good (English Ver.)” Lyrics

JIHYO “Killin′ Me Good (English Ver.)” Lyrics Lyric Letra TWICE JIHYO “Killin′ Me Good (English Ver.)” Lyrics Lyric
Intro
Yeah
Yeah, ooh
L-Lindgren

Verse 1
Something that I can’t deny
Baby, I knew it in one kiss
My body is tellin’ me something
Feelings that I can’t explain
Turnin’ you into a habit
Closin’ my eyes for the magic
Pre-Chorus
On air, could I be floatin’?
With all these wild emotions
Still holding onto every heartbeat (That’s what you do)
I’m losin’ all my senses
You’re takin’ me to places
And you know all that I can say is

Chorus
Killin’ me, killin’ me good, good, good (So good, so good)
Feelin’ things I never knew that I could, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Barely breathing ‘cause you got me so shook (So good, so good)
I think of you more than I should
I die when you gimme that look
You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good

Post-Chorus
You’re makin’ me feel something new (Hey)
You’re makin’ me feel so brand new

Verse 2
I know, you know, you know me too well
Oh, you keep on makin’ me say
“Oh, my, oh, my”
Don’t stop, ain’t scared to say it, no lie
It feels just like the first time
Take me so high
Pre-Chorus
Oh, yes, I’m in your hands now
Ain’t no one better, hands down
Baby, it’s all yours for the takin’ (That’s what I’ll do)
I’ll let you lose your senses
And make you go to places
Then I know all that you can say is

Chorus
You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good, good, good (So good, so good)
Feelin’ things I never knew that I could, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Barely breathing ‘cause you got me so shook (So good, so good)
I think of you more than I should
I die when you gimme that look
You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good

Post-Chorus
You’re makin’ me feel something new (Hey)
You’re makin’ me feel so brand new

Bridge
Oh-oh
I’ll show you everything
Give you all my honesty
So sweet, it hits so dangerously
Oh-oh
Now, I’m always gonna want more
You’re the only thing I came for
I just can’t help but to say
Chorus
Killin’ me, killin’ me good, good, good (So good, so good; Yeah, yeah)
Feelin’ things I never knew that I could, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (Ooh)
Barely breathing ‘cause you got me so shook (So good, so good; Barely breathing ‘cause you got me so shook)
I think of you more than I should (More than I should)
I die when you gimme that look (Gimme that look)
You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good

Post-Chorus
You’re makin’ me feel something new (Hey)
You’re makin’ me feel so brand new
You’re makin’ me feel something new (Ooh, hey, yeah)
You’re makin’ me feel so brand new
You’re killin’ me, killin’ me good
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CHANMINA – B級(B-List) Lyrics

CHANMINA – B級(B-List) Lyrics Letra Letra ちゃんみな [CHANMINA] CHANMINA – B級(B-List) Lyrics Letra
「B級 (B-List) 」

Romanized:

Massaona sora shimeru kūki
Hirusagari
Kimi no mirai ga kawaru shunkan
Mite mitai nā
You’re so shysakki made ita that girl
Yoku miru kao shi teta ne
Hora chairoi kaminoke
Ni susuki-tsuki no meikuappu
Shaberikata mirukara ni
She’s so stupid let me tell you now
Kanojo ga kinō nani o shi teta ka

Ai wa sukoshi itai ya
Awareda to omowanai?
Kimi no sukina anokoha
Let me tell you she is
Oh no… yeah

Oh B…B-kyū
Oh B…B-kyū
Oh she is B…B-kyū
Yeah kimi no B-kyū?
Yeah she is B-Kyū
Norikaete mitara?
Bakamitaida yo baby
Kimi ni wa niawanai yo
Watashi ni sureba yoinoni

Say bye bye hayai kata ga ī n janai
Taxikurai hayaku tsukamaru ano ko no koto
Doko ga ī nda yo
Dono kurabu ni mo yoku iru mitaidashi
I hope you’re having fun

Miseteageru paradaisu
She just B but I’m an S
Back back back to the basic
Mada wakaranainara
Muriyari ni demo kimi o
Hippatte miseru
Kimi ga kiniitta yo kimi ttara
Atama to kuchibiru ga betsu no koto shi teru no shitteru?

Ai wa sukoshi itai ya
Awareda to omowanai?
Kimi no sukina anokoha
Let me tell you she is
Oh no… yeah

Oh B…B-kyū
Oh B…B-kyū
Oh she is B…B-kyū
Yeah kimi no B-kyū?
Yeah she is B-Kyū
Norikaete mitara?
Bakamitaida yo baby
Kimi ni wa niawanai yo
Watashi ni sureba yoinoni

Kotchi kitebaby
Ruihatomowoyoburashījan
E,te koto wa beibī
Chottomatte
Te koto wa kimi motte kotoda yo ne?
Ok one more time

Oh B…B-Kyū
Kimi mo B…B-kyū
Oh he is B…B-kyū
E-kun mo B-kyū
And she is B-kyū

Yaiyai yaya
Yaiyai yaya iya
Ya iyaiya iya
Watashi ni sureba yokatta

Japanese:

真っ青な空湿る空気
昼下がり
君の未来が変わる瞬間
みてみたいなぁ
You’re so shyさっきまでいたthat girl
良くみる顔してたね
ほら茶色い髪の毛
に薄付きのメイクアップ
喋り方みるからに
She’s so stupid let me tell you now
彼女が昨日何をしてたか

愛は少し痛いや
哀れだと思わない？
君の好きなあの子は
Let me tell you she is
Oh no… yeah

Oh B…B級
Oh B…B級
Oh she is B…B級
Yeah 君のB級？
Yeah she is B級
乗り換えてみたら？
馬鹿みたいだよ baby
君には似合わないよ
私にすれば良いのに

Say bye bye 早い方がいいんじゃない
Taxiくらい早く捕まるあの子のこと
どこがいいんだよ
どのクラブにもよくいるみたいだし
I hope you’re having fun

見せてあげるパラダイス
She just B but I’m an S
Back back back to the basic
まだわからないなら
無理矢理にでも君を
引っ張ってみせる
君が気に入ったよ君ったら
頭と唇が別のことしてるの知ってる？

愛は少し痛いや
哀れだと思わない？
君の好きなあの子は
Let me tell you she is
Oh no… yeah

Oh B…B級
Oh B…B級
Oh she is B…B級
Yeah 君のB級？
Yeah she is B級
乗り換えてみたら？
馬鹿みたいだよ baby
君には似合わないよ
私にすれば良いのに

こっちきてbaby
類は友を呼ぶらしいじゃん
え、てことはベイビー
ちょっと待って
てことは君もって事だよね？
Ok one more time

Oh B…B級
君も B…B級
Oh he is B…B級
え君もB級
And she is B級

やいやいやや
やいやいややいや
やいやいやいや
私にすればよかった
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Chencho Corleone – Good Times Lyrics

Chencho Corleone – Good Times ( Lyrics ) Letra ChenchoCorleoneVEVO Chencho Corleone – Good Times ( Lyrics )
Dice

Hola, ¿cómo estás?
Un saludo y rápido vuelvo al juego
Sin muchas pregunta’
Si los dos sabemos qué es lo que queremos

Yo sé de ti, no te hablo ‘e nadie
Vamos a pasarla bien, ¿cuándo nos vemos?
Amantes somos y seremos
Mucho bellaqueo cuando nos comemo’

Mucho-Mucho, mucho-mucho, mucho-mucho
Mucho-Mucho bellaqueo cuando nos comemo’
Mucho-Mucho, mucho-mucho, mucho-mucho
Mucho-Mucho bellaqueo cuando nos comemo’

Yo todo tuyo, tú toda mía
Practicando pose’ junto’ a escondida’
Yo todo tuyo, tú toda mía
Practicando pose’ junto’ a escondida’

Gritaba’ encima de mí como acróbata
Salvaje te ponía’ tú, como psicópata
Te apoderaba’ de mi oído a entonarme tus gemido’
Y hasta los vecino’ te decían ninfómana
Chillaban lo’ Spring Air del cafre donde tú vive’
Ya era predecible oírte decir: Me vine
Arrebata’o cuando te echaba otro run
Tú me decías: Sigue, no me hagas que yo te obligue

Yo todo tuyo, tú toda mía
Practicando pose’ junto’ a escondida’
Yo todo tuyo, tú toda mía
Practicando pose’ junto’ a escondida’

Mami, como tú no hay
Tú me gustas mucho, mucho, porque eres mi side
En público yo no te doy like
En privado, estando solos siempre pasamos good times
Mami, me gusta que tú me escribas de nuevo
Y me pregunte’ a ver si nos vemo’
Que si te busco, hoy vas a llegar
Desde que se dio se repitió porque e’ así
Te gusta que yo empiece por el cuello
Que llegue a tu pecho sin rodeo’
Y con beso’ te llevé hasta el final, te llevé hasta el final

Hola, ¿cómo estás?
Un saludo y rápido vuelvo al juego
Sin muchas pregunta’
Si los dos sabemos qué es lo que queremos

Yo sé de ti, no te hablo ‘e nadie
Vamos a pasarla bien, ¿cuándo nos vemos?
Amantes somos y seremos
Mucho bellaqueo cuando nos comemo’

Mucho-Mucho, mucho-mucho, mucho-mucho
Mucho-Mucho bellaqueo cuando nos comemo’
Mucho-Mucho, mucho-mucho, mucho-mucho
Mucho-Mucho bellaqueo cuando nos comemo’

Yo todo tuyo, tú toda mía
Practicando pose’ junto’ a escondida’
Yo todo tuyo, tú toda mía
Practicando pose’ junto’ a escondida’

Ay, jeje
¿Qué pasó?
Dispararon to’ y se quedaron sin balas
Deben seguir chupando de la fórmula
Pero mi flow es nato
Solo me sale
Mucho gusto, Corleone, jaja
So?
Okay, okay
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Favé – FLASHBACK ft. Gazo Lyrics

Favé – FLASHBACK ft. Gazo ( Letra Lyrics) Letra Favé Favé – FLASHBACK ft. Gazo ( Letra Lyrics)
Paroles de “Flashback” ft. Gazo

Intro : Gazo & Favé
Dans son crâne, on est deux
J’ai aucun billet bleu
Nous-deux, tard la night
Nous-deux quand on ride
Belleck Track

Refrain : Gazo & Favé
Ouais, sur elle, j’ai impacté, dans son crâne, on est deux, ma kichta est compactée, j’ai aucun billet bleu
J’ai des flashbacks, nous-deux, tard la night, des flashbacks, nous-deux quand on ride
Couplet 1 : Favé
J’sais même pas si j’serai là demain, mais j’sais qu’demain j’ai des sous à faire (J’ai des sous à faire)
Elle ressasse tout mon passé, elle voit que du sale, donc j’sais qu’elle à le démon
Et quand j’vois la route qui m’est tracée (Tracée), dans ces moments là, j’vois la lumière (J’vois la lumière)
Les problèmes, j’les accumule, du poids sur le dos mais je sais qu’il faut ter-mon (Qu’il faut ter-mon)

Pré-refrain : Favé & Gazo
En p’tite tenue, ton joli collant, défile au tel-hô, défile en talon
Okay, j’suis high, j’ai bu, j’arrache le collant, beuh dans les poumons

Refrain : Gazo & Favé
Ouais, sur elle, j’ai impacté, dans son crâne, on est deux, ma kichta est compactée, j’ai aucun billet bleu
J’ai des flashbacks, nous-deux, tard la night, des flashbacks, nous-deux quand on ride
Ouais, sur elle, j’ai impacté, dans son crâne, on est deux, ma kichta est compactée, j’ai aucun billet bleu
J’ai des flashbacks, nous-deux, tard la night, des flashbacks, nous-deux quand on ride

Couplet 2 : Gazo & Favé
T’es pas mon essentiel (Eh), j’te fais du sale ma belle (Eh), jamais tu pourras me rendre amoureux, essayé, pas la peine (Non)
J’suis d’humeur couleur ébène, content que quand j’touche ma paye (Hey)
Et pour qu’elle se rappelle, elle repart avec une atèle
J’le ferai si j’le promets, baby, j’peux plus ralentir, j’peux plus ralentir, j’peux plus ralentir (Hey)
Et j’suis broliqué dans l’appartement, babe, j’peux pas mentir, babe, j’peux pas mentir, babe, j’peux pas mentir

Pré-refrain : Favé & Gazo
En p’tite tenue, ton joli collant, défile au tel-hô, défile en talon
Okay, j’suis high, j’ai bu, j’arrache le collant, beuh dans les poumons
Refrain : Gazo & Favé
Ouais, sur elle, j’ai impacté, dans son crâne, on est deux, ma kichta est compactée, j’ai aucun billet bleu
J’ai des flashbacks, nous-deux, tard la night, des flashbacks, nous-deux quand on ride
Ouais, sur elle, j’ai impacté, dans son crâne, on est deux, ma kichta est compactée, j’ai aucun billet bleu
J’ai des flashbacks, nous-deux, tard la night, des flashbacks, nous-deux quand on ride

Outro : Gazo & Favé
Ouais, sur elle, j’ai impacté, dans son crâne, on est deux, ma kichta est compactée, j’ai aucun billet bleu
J’ai des flashbacks, nous-deux, tard la night, des flashbacks, nous-deux quand on ride
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Diamond Platnumz & Wouter Kellerman – Pounds & Dollars Lyrics

Diamond Platnumz & Wouter Kellerman – Pounds & Dollars (Lyric ) Letra Diamond Platnumz Diamond Platnumz & Wouter Kellerman – Pounds & Dollars (Lyric )
Aaaah aaaah aaaah aaaah
Shugaaaaa !

Girl you de sweet for my body
Umenizidi utamu hadi
I want you all night long
Iyoo weeeh
Nangoja ifike ahadi
We uwe mama niwe dady
Dady diamond
Mmmmh mmmmh

Baby put all your love for me now
Sweet me for body now
Make I spend money now
Put all your love for me now
Sweet me for body now
Make I spend money now
I go cheque and balance for you
Pounds & dollars for you
You go make me manya for you
I go manya for you
I go cheque and balance for you

Pounds & dollars for you
You go make me manya for you
Aaaah aaaah aaaah aaaah
Kuna vya ndugu na rafiki honey
Vyengine ni vya wewe nami
Hivyo tujitahidi vyetu tufiche ndani
Ndani ndani
Mmmmmh mmmmmh

Baby put all your love for me now
Sweet me for body now
Make I spend money now
Put all your love for me now
Sweet me for body now
Make I spend money now
I go cheque and balance for you

Pounds & dollars for you
You go make me manya for you
I go manya for you
I go cheque and balance for you
Pounds & dollars for you
You go make me manya for you
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Käärijä – It’s Crazy It’s Party (feat. Tommy Cash) Lyrics

Käärijä – It’s Crazy It’s Party (feat. Tommy Cash) ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Käärijä Käärijä – It’s Crazy It’s Party (feat. Tommy Cash) ( Lyrics Letra )
(Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta)
(Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra) It’s crazy, it’s party

365 bilepäivää vuodes
Bileet eilen, bileet tänään ja bileet huomen
Bileet jokapuolel, ulkomail ja Suomes
Ei bileit pääse pakoon, ei vaikka kuinka juoksee
Nää bileet tuntuu tukassa ja polttaa takapuoles

Hullu on crazy
Bailut on party
Ja elämä on laiffii, you know
(It’s crazy, it’s party)

Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra, it’s crazy, it’s party
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra, it’s crazy, it’s party
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta
It’s crazy, it’s party

I’m Tommy Cash
I just like your ass and titties make a trick on a dick
I’m losing my mind, this alcohol makes hard to think
When I walk into club they be going crazy
Hey there, beautiful, how you doin’, baby?
Now put your hands up and shake it, shake it, shake it
I got a feeling we’re gonna make a baby

Hullu on crazy (Crazy)
Bailut on party (Party)
Ja elämä on laiffii, you know
(It’s crazy, it’s party)

Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra, it’s crazy, it’s party
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra, it’s crazy, it’s party
Ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta, ta-ra-ra ta-ta
It’s crazy, it’s party

Hey, Käärijä, you wanna party with me?
Mitä se sano?
Jostai juhlimisesta se puhu
Oh, now I see, let’s go, party!
(Party!)

Three, two, one, go!
Crazy!
Party!
Go crazy!
Party!
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Duran Duran – Danse Macabre Lyrics

Duran Duran – Danse Macabre ( Lyrics ) Letra Duran Duran Duran Duran – Danse Macabre ( Lyrics )

Halloween girl seize the fray
Bruvz & sistaz lead the way
Shackled to the rhythm your soul is weighed
So y’better get down on y’knees & pray
Coming up for The Hawkser Mad-Bull
Jumping on the hot seat, lying in the dead pool
Delivery quake, expensive mistake
The damage, the damage, the damage, the damage

Hey, no way, some ghost jive in a AC Cobra
Auto da Fé, get dirty up on a DANSE MACABRE
Hey, no way, I had you down for the cat’s pyjamas
Auto da Fé, get dirty up on the DANSE MACABRE

If y’don’t mind, if y’don’t mind (x3)
If y’don’t mind dipping down the goldmine

Zombie in the back room, nuns in the bed
Kids in KISS makeup toasting the bread
An Elvis moans a lone Natty Dread
With Death in the living room, offering a head
Are you watching, are you watching?
Collars & chains & cuffs are matching
Kami-kaze stag-do twist & shout
At Sudan Archives on a girls night out

Hey, no way, some ghost jive in a AC Cobra
Auto da Fé, get dirty up on a DANSE MACABRE
Hey, no way, I had you down for the cat’s pyjamas
Auto da Fé, get dirty up on the DANSE MACABRE

For heaven’s sake don’t blow your karma
Liberate your DANSE MACABRE

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Rod Wave – Rap Beef Lyrics

Rod Wave – Rap Beef ( Lyrics Letra) Letra RodWave Rod Wave – Rap Beef ( Lyrics Letra)

Intro
(BSQUARED Beats)
Oh, oh
(Will-A-Fool)

Verse
Had a dream about my brother, we was courtside again
You comin’ home this year, no matter what I gotta spend
Gave his lawyer three-fifty, his co-defendant ten
They want niggas in a cell, they don’t want you to win
They post when I go to jail, not when I give back to the kids
So much came with this life, but it is what it is
You know I finally got it right, was runnin’ the wrong way
Tryna live my life, we came a long way
Made it out that struggle, so every day, I hustle
Tryna build a dynasty, add pieces to my puzzle
I’m from where the lions be, made it out that jungle
I ain’t beefin’ with no rappers, my nigga
That shit backwards, my nigga
And I heard his mixtape, kinda sounded like “Robbery”
Why he robbin’ me? Shit, I guess that how it gotta be
Feel like I hit a lottery with all this cash ‘round
Wonder why niggas wait to get millions to crash out
I be ready to kill the world, they play with my name
But these niggas gon’ hate ‘cause they broke and they lame
I’d rather put my foot on they neck and these racks in they face
Run ‘em down, stand over him and kill the game
Tell ‘em free Young Thug, that indictment bitch a beast
And tell ‘em free Pooh Shiesty, can’t get tricked off the streets
On FaceTime with YB, say, I told him I salute
Stay out the way and stay true what I would do if I was you
Chorus
‘Cause I came, I came, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, yeah-ayy
Okay, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
I don’t want no rap beef, no-no-no-no
Uh-huh, no, no, no-no, no-no-no
I don’t want no rap beef, no-no-no-no
Stand over and shoot
Okay, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
I don’t want no rap beef, no-no-no-no

Interlude
I don’t want no beef period, bitch, I don’t want no jail time
I don’t want none of that, bitch, I’m tryna get this
Get these M’s and live with these M’s like these white folks, man, you know what I’m sayin’?
I done already did my time, I done already did my struggle
You know what I’m sayin’?
This my, my second life right now, you know what I’m sayin’? That’s what I’m on
I don’t want no rap beef, no-no-no-no, no-no
Outro
I came, I came, I came, I came, I came to kill the game
But everybody ain’t my friend, and I don’t like all y’all records
Now if you wanna diss me and get down with me, go’n and do it
But the difference between me and them other dudes is this
You gon’ diss me and I’m gon’ come see you, Jack
You gon’ diss them other dudes, they gon’ play hip-wrestle with you
So if you want it, man, come on with it
If you want it with me, come on with it, leave Bun out of it
And we gon’ see in the end
‘Cause you gon’ smell my cologne
Issey Miyake
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Rod Wave – Back Lit Lyrics

Rod Wave – Back Lit ( Lyrics ) Letra RodWave Rod Wave – Back Lit ( Lyrics )
Intro
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny)

Verse 1
If you ain’t tryna get no paper, then stay the fuck from ‘round me (Yeah)
Bought a brand new Bentley, sent the pictures to the county (Yeah)
I don’t want no friends, evidently I just want the cash (Money)
I been shittin’ on these niggas bad, got these niggas mad
She want Prada, she want new Chanel, she ain’t cheap
She want Louis V, she want Gallery, Van Cleef (Yeah, yeah)
What you know about it? I ain’t know about it ‘til you told me
Spend that shit, know I spend that shit, you don’t owe me
Look, and I been had my stripes (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been thuggin’ all my life (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been hustlin’ all my life (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been druggin’ all my life (Yeah, yeah)
I’ve been chasin’ after that paper (Yeah, yeah)
Runnin’ all my life
Runnin’ all my life, yeah (I been runnin’)
Chorus
Okay, I’ve been gettin’ paid every way, tryna get it right (Yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage forty days and forty nights
Tired for real (Yeah), grindin’ for real (Yeah)
They say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M’s (Frrt)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (Ah, ah, okay)
Get out your feelings and get in your bag (Yeah)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag (Yeah)
Get out your feelings and go get the bag (Yeah)
Get out your feelings and—
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (Frrt, beep)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my— I’m back in my bag

Bridge
Yeah, back in my bag (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh, back in my bag (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Back in my back (Yeah, yeah)
Back in my bag (Yeah, yeah)

Verse 2
And nigga, I’m so for real, nigga, this growth for real (For real)
I won’t say I’m finally healed, but nigga, I’m tryna heal (Yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up on my nigga Jigga like, “Brother we them niggas for real” (For real, brother)
I got fifty million for real (For real, brother), we come out the trenches for real (Yeah)
Fuck keepin’ tabs on a bitch, fuck how these niggas’ll feel (How they feel, yeah)
Just jumped off the jet on the way to the fight, we out here livin’ for real (Yeah, yeah)
Thank God for my freedom and my life, wish all my niggas was here (Free my brother)
For my nigga TWeezie, I roll one twice and I crack a seal
Chorus
Okay, I’ve been gettin’ paid every way, tryna get it right (Yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage forty days and forty nights (Yeah, yeah)
Tired for real (Say, tired), grindin’ for real (Bitch, I grind)
They say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M’s (Oh, it’s on my mind)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (My bag, my bag, okay)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (Okay, okay, okay, okay)
Get out your feelings and get in your bag (Yeah, yeah)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag (Go get it)
Get out your feelings and go get a bag (Yeah)
Get out your feelings and— (Frrt, beep, beep)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my— I’m back in my bag
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