Trippie Redd – Saint Michael Myers ( Lyrics ) Letra Trippie Redd Trippie Redd – Saint Michael Myers ( Lyrics )
You can get hurt for real
You can get murked for real
Put on a shirt for real
Put in the dirt for real
I like to lurk for real
I’m high off this earth for real
Pop me a perc for real
When I see you in your zone
I love your moan I love your groan
We yell I love your tone I love my home, don’t check my phone
right now I’ll let you know, Need love I’ll let you know
you got to let me know I can’t let go I can’t let go
I got the bag for real for real
hop out that Jag for real
keep me a Mac for real for real
talk down I might spaz for real for real
you can get smacked for real
you not ‘bout that for real
Ima turn you to pack for real
And you know that I stick to the code tired of living in Black mold
DruggerDrugger I put this s*** on
little shorty she bad to the bone
play with gang and we getting you gone
pulling up in that Lambo like Vroom
That boy trash go get your a broom
if you talk ima put em in tomb
put a p**** in a tomb
put a p**** in a tomb get a boy out of school
send that boy to the Moon
ain’t got no f****** time I’m on your f****** mind your hands are mine b****** choose a side
I’m more than meets the eye down your spine but don’t reply
I hope you see the light them Chopper sounds make Angels Cry
right now bae sing this song I f*** you long and love you wrong
like this your favorite song when this come on you lose your dome
right now we smoking strong we living large foreign cars
I look into your eyes and see the stars fall in your heart
You can get hurt for real
You can get murked for real
Put on a shirt for real
Put in the dirt for real
I like to lurk for real
I’m high off this earth for real
Pop me a perc for real Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Kodak Black – Nothing To Me [ Lyrics ] Letra Kodak Black Kodak Black – Nothing To Me [ Lyrics ]
Verse
This shit mean nothing to me
I’m so heartless with this shit you ain’t take nothing from em
Grabbed this AP when it slip and then they shot your cousin
I might stand up in the pussy but I’ma fall in love
Bae let’s rise above bae let’s rise above it
I’ve been dodging horns
I be running from the pigs I feel like Martin Lawrence
I was a snotty nose little kid I feel like Meech
I’ve been blowing money quick I feel like Reeve’s I spent three hundred for this shit you say I shot your mama
Why you iggin’ me and shit because I was in Bahamas
Playing poker drinking crisp and smoking weed
I ain’t never going to admit the shit I seen
I ain’t never going to admit
I spent 40 on that bitch because she bean
I ain’t not rat I don’t eat nothing with no cheese this a dirty Glock and these Amiri jeans even though I’m from the ugly bitch I’m clean
I just talked to Gotti he said he know my secrets
I be killing shit and think he don’t see it
I’m with the mafia they know I’m demon
I bet you always see me in your dreams
I’m born and raised Pompanoya I’m on leave
I miss my blue Toyota it got seized
Syko on the way he pulling up what Keef
I saw don’t even come if y’all don’t got no trees
I keep a tree branch year dirty sticks
6 shooters I don’t need a thirty-clip
Dead flowers I like guns and roses
AK47’s and whole lot motion
AK47’s and whole lot of motion
AK47’s and whole lot of motion
AK47’s and whole lot of motion nigga
I pay the studio session serving Fien’s your bitch in here popping pussy popping beans
Yet my nigga fell out with me for no reason
And he know he fucked up in his ear
Because he already know how I be
Probably pt that boy to sleep when I see him
Fuck the F-E-D-S, A-B-C’s I’m a little nigga but I’ma step that’s on my Z’s fuck the fame
I’m rocking proda with the re’s I told my nigga just follow my lead
I’m a run down on a bitch freeze
I’m tryna tell ya baby I got what you need Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
OPYI – on my mind Lyrics Letra OPYI OPYI – on my mind ( Oficial) Lyrics
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] Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Trippie Redd – 7am in Ohio ( Lyrics ) Letra Trippie Redd Trippie Redd – 7am in Ohio ( Lyrics )
We gettin’ that money you know it ain’t nothin’
I wake up and put that shit on ‘cause I’m stunting
I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket’
I know that they mad but I’m on fuck it
You ain’t got no racks you ball on a budget
I’m startin’ the car with the push of a button
I will not explain the do’s and the doesn’t’s
Countin’ up money I would never front
Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk
Hop in that ‘rari trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts
23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk
It ain’t wasnt no big deal
Minuscule problems that shit shrunk
I know they remember them days
I was outside with that flame
Top-down, I’m blowing your brain
Know we the gang sorry I forgot your name
Look it’s a bird, look it’s a plane
it’s a lame, oh remember names
All of a sudden when you was around
I wasn’t calling you nothing
You ain’t really with the gang
So get the fuck from us
Fuck from round us, from the ground up
Look what we round up
No matter the time, I’mma get in my zone
Bitch imma sit in my throne
I’mma get straight to my goal
We gettin’ that money you know it ain’t nothin’
I wake up and put that shit on ‘cause I’m stunting
I pull up Maybach it used to be bucket’
I know that they mad but I’m on fuck it
You ain’t got no racks you ball on a budget
I’m startin’ the car with the push of a button
I will not explain the do’s and the doesn’t’s
Countin’ up money I would never front
Hop out the Pizzy luggage in the trunk
Hop in that ‘rari trunk is in the front
Speed off on a barbie smoking on some blunts
23 shots in that Glock got a nigga feeling like I can dunk
It ain’t wasnt no big deal
Minuscule problems that shit shrunk Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Boza – Mañanero ( Lyrics) Letra BozaVEVO Boza – Mañanero ( Lyrics)
No somos nada pero parece en serio
parece en serio
parece en serio
era una noche y ya va un mes entero
un mes entero
un mes entero
lo que me gusta es que ella siempre va a fuego
y todo lo que me pide yo nunca le niego
y antes del desayuno un mañanero
un mañanero
un mañanero
Si me das un besito mami me derrito
yo te estoy velando desde pelaito
lo que tienes encima ven que te lo quito
y no es que yo quiera es que lo necesito
sexuality como rayo y toby
y un guarito
como quieres que me ponga si tú me tratas bonito
pensando en todo lo que yo te haría
No somos nada pero parece en serio
parece en serio
parece en serio
era una noche y ya va un mes entero
un mes entero
un mes entero
lo que me gusta es que ella siempre va a fuego
y todo lo que me pide yo nunca le niego
y antes del desayuno un mañanero
un mañanero
un mañanero
ay ufff que rico
como tú me pones debe ser un delito
tú rompes corazones mai con ese totito
no te quites la ropa que vuelvo y te la quito
quieres otro ratito
aaaaaquí
se despierta alado mío en panty
y siempre prendo un feeling in the morning
no hablamos de amor
de eso somos anti
pero mientras tenga vida te la voy a partir
de tanto hacerlo cuidado y te hago un nene
yo soy un loco que hace que tú te desenfrenes
enamorarnos eso no nos conviene
pero cuando tú quieres verme vienes y te vienes
pensando en todo lo que yo te haría
no sé porque ya siento que eres mía
aunque
No somos nada pero parece en serio
parece en serio
parece en serio
era una noche y ya va un mes entero
un mes entero
un mes entero
lo que me gusta es que ella siempre va a fuego
y todo lo que me pide yo nunca le niego
y antes del desayuno un mañanero
un mañanero
un mañanero Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
The Kid LAROI – NIGHTS LIKE THIS ( Lyrics ) Letra TheKidLAROIVEVO The Kid LAROI – NIGHTS LIKE THIS ( Lyrics Letra)
Verse
Hold my hand until we turn to ashes
Love me ‘til they put me in my casket (Casket)
I got all these feelings that I’m maskin’ (Maskin’)
Can I lay it on you? That’s what I’m askin’
Day one, kissing, a house, it’s your parents
Dived ‘fore you went in, how’d you forget it?
I think about you and nothin’ else, on me
If you would just come over, I could show you for myself
Chorus
And it’s night like this when I need your love
When I need someone that’ll rid my soul
It’s night like this, nights like, nights like this, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Bridge
Nights like this
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Chorus
And it’s night like this when I need your love
When I need someone that’ll rid my soul
It’s night like this, nights like, nights like this, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics ) Letra Timeless Bangers Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics )
Аh аh аh
Yоw bluе fасе
Ме nо truѕt nоthіng name new faсe
Мe know human ѕtуle them
Yeah уeah
Yow me know human ѕtуle them
You сan’t tame nor spoіl them
А better you stay silent silent silent
Dawg when you a fly ‘way
No tell thеm you appoіntmеnt
А bеtter you stay silent silent silent
Yeah
Вlue face me know them bad
Мe buy а cаr аnd me tell them a rental
Me know friend ?
Listen fi me friend song
Іf fi loyal a crime thеn mе know mе wоuld a dо a prisоn sentence
Watch weh you tell girl ‘pon pillow talk
Іn a street watch weh you tell man
Me study people like me a get eхam
Nevеr yеt wrong
Mе know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent silent silent
Dаwg when уou а flу ‘wау
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent silent silent
Yow
Me start pree viciоus
Me seе friеnd switch up fi nоthіng
Вut wеed weh ѕmell lіke cіtruѕ
Воmboclaat biѕhop
Нead-side fi stitch up
‘member real killer no b!tch out fi rich out
Ѕmall talk start make from bashy start work ‘pon the big house
Work in silent but a everybody see now
Ѕay јah јah will nеvеr lеf’ we out
Me know humаn style them
You cаn’t tаme nor spoil them
A better yоu stay silent silent silent
Dawg when yоu a fly ‘way
Nо tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent silent silent
Yeah
Тame nor spoil them
Silent silent silent
Whеn you a flу ‘waу
Silent silent silent
Yow bluе facе
Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics) Letra Timeless Bangers Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics )
Ah, ah, ah
Yow, Blue Face
Me no trust nothing name new face
Me know human style them
Yeah, yeah
Chorus
Yow, me know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Dawg, when you a fly ‘way
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Yeah
Verse 1
Blue face, me know them bad
Me buy a car and me tell them a rental
Me know friend ?
Listеn fi me friend song
If fi loyal a crime, thеn me know me would a do a prison sentence
Watch weh you tell girl ‘pon pillow talk
In a street, watch weh you tell man
Me study people like me a get exam
Never yet wrong
Chorus
Me know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Dawg, when you a fly ‘way
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Yow
Verse 2
Me start pree vicious
Me see friend switch up fi nothing
But weed weh smell like citrus
Bomboclaat, Bishop
Head-side fi stitch up
‘Member real killer no bitch out fi rich out
Small talk start make from Bashy start work ‘pon the big house
Work in silent, but a everybody see now
Say Jah Jah will never lef’ we out
Chorus
Me know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Dawg, when you a fly ‘way
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Yeah
Bridge
Tame nor spoil them
Silent, silent, silent
When you a fly ‘way
Silent, silent, silent
Yow, Blue Face
Outro
Yow, Blue Face
Me no trust nothing name new face Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Lola Brooke – Don’t Get Me Started ( Lyrics ) ft. Coi Leray, Nija Letra LolaBrookeVEVO Lola Brooke – Don’t Get Me Started ( Lyrics ) ft. Coi Leray, Nija
Yeah
Lola, what we doin’, Lola?
Doin’ the things we like to do, Coi
Hahahaha
You know my body
Shake it fast, down below
Make ‘em spend it, throw them Os (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Up, down, throw it ‘round (oh, yeah)
Pop it like a pro (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Please don’t get me started (please don’t get me started)
Been a fly bitch before the clip I have just departed
Did it all in one wife-beater ‘cause it’s different garments (it’s different, baby)
I want parts my opps too so we split the target
You know I’m gettin’ my loot back regardless
Pesos and the bitch I trust
Don’t beef ‘bout cheese if it ain’t ‘bout the lust
Them shots be real and the rooms keep us
Catch that, take this, mm, hut
Big dawg from above
And the pussy can’t be touched
Move Wock’, that’s too much
Pussy sad, make it blush
Up, up, up, up, up
Throw that ass up, up, up, up, up
We should throw that dope, dope, dope, dope, dope
We should throw that dope, dope, dope, dope, dope
Shake it fast, down below
Make ‘em spend it, throw them Os (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Up, down, throw it ‘round (oh, yeah)
Pop it like a pro (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m really it, no tag
I told these bitches don’t mention my name in none of they raps
Treat your block like a turntable, yeah, we spinnin’ it back
We in New Jersey, we in New York, yeah, run that shit back
Hold on, yeah
Bubblegum, bubblegum in the dish
Yeah, how many niggas wanna make me them bitch?
How many diamonds wrapped ‘round my wrist?
This bitch still bad, she more than a ten
This bitch still bad, her face like Lola
Tryna fuck some, see the splash emoji
Itty bitty butt, my ass stay poking
My freak nigga buy me a diamond choker
We don’t leave the club till that shit is over
Yeah, roll another blunt, hate bein’ sober
Remy and Coke, don’t do no coke, yeah
I step on these bitches in Balenciaga
Throwin’ it back, all you see is the Prada
Got a Y, so I look like a model
There’s blood in his tee and its color yellow
Walk in this bitch, girl, I’m rude, don’t say hello
Big-ass chain like I got on a medal (yeah, yeah)
Price goin’ up on these bitches-es levels (these levels, levels)
Yeah, we on demon time, we the new rebels
Shake it fast, down below
Make ‘em spend it, throw them Os (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Up, down, throw it ‘round (oh, yeah)
Pop it like a pro (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
