Ghost Hounds – Last Train To Nowhere ( Lyrics) Letra Ghost Hounds Ghost Hounds – Last Train To Nowhere ( Lyrics)
Fayetteville Gets Hot In The Summer
And So Does Baton Rouge
Never Bothered Me Much
‘Cause I Never Stayed Long
Always Just Passin’ Through
Never Did Meet My Father
Never Did Have No Son
So When My Time Is Over
Oh, My Name Is Dead And Gone
I’m On The
Last Train To Nowhere
And It’s Runnin’ Right On Time
I’m In No Rush To Get There
Riding To The End Of The Line
I’m On The
Last Train To Nowhere
Just Like I’ve Always Been
I Was Raised And Born There
And I’m Goin’ Back Again
Loved A Dozen Women In A Dozen Ways
But I Can’t Recall Their Names
Tried At First To Make It Last
But All Hearts Are Made To Break
I Took My Licks At Just Layin’ Bricks
And I Worked The Land For A Spell
And All I Got Is What They Gave
And A Couple Good Stories To Tell
I’m On The
Last Train To Nowhere
And It’s Runnin’ Right On Time
I’m In No Rush To Get There
Riding To The End Of The Line
I’m On The
Last Train To Nowhere
Just Like I’ve Always Been
I Was Raised And Born There
And I’m Goin’ Back Again
Last Train To Nowhere
And It’s Runnin’ Right On Time
No Rush To Get There
Riding To The End Of The Line
I’m On The
Last Train To Nowhere
Just Like I Always Been
I Was Raised And Born There
And I’m Goin’ Back Again
Last Train To Nowhere, Last Train To Nowhere
Credits
Director: Jay Arcansalin
Executive Lyricscer: Daiana Sanchez
Lyricsction Agency: All That’s Good Lyricsction
Label: Gibson records
Studio: Maple House records
Cast
Passenger 5 / Tre’s Double – Ansley Moncoeur
Father – William Holloman
Son – Julian Tramantano
Old flame One- Vica Love
Old flame two – Sonia Victoria Warner
Old flame three- Ariel Scholl
Passenger one – Issac Conner
Passenger two – Jaime Snyder
Passenger three – Sammy Lynne Toth
Passenger four – Richard Taing
Veiled Woman – Rosalyn Jamal Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
That Mexican OT – 15 Missed Calls (feat. Sploosh God) ( Lyrics Lyrics) Letra That Mexican OT Intro: That Mexican OT
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
(Stop playin’)
Verse 1: That Mexican OT
I got the weed nobody can touch, I be smoking that virgin Mary Jane
That Mexican what? That Mexican OT, don’t act like y’all don’t know the name
I got gas in the blunt that’s gon’ peel the paint
I got three wise men bringing hella dank
I got a bitch working out, doing shake weight
Ricky Bobby money in the kitchen, I shake and bake
My bitch is bad and older, don’t drink soda, I love that pussy odor (Uh-huh)
She ride like Rover, bend it over, eat dick ‘til she throw up (Uh)
Gotta her all on her knees like, “Amen”
Put it in the wrong hole, she like, “Ayy, man”
Beating it up and I got her spraying like a spray can
Mеssing with this girl and her family the Ku Klux Klan
She likеs my demeanor, she likes how I’m wylin’
She like her a beaner, she like how I’m stylin’
She like role play, so I’m teaching her college
I put it in the butt, I ain’t using no condom
She call me the wet back ‘cause I get her back wet
Slipping and sliding from all of that back sweat
Deep in her guts, now I got her stomach upset
Fell in love with me, she said she gon’ up that
She so freaky, she wanna eat me
Beat up that pinky, stuff her like a Twinkie
Got her room hot, got it musty and steamy
I’m slidin’ it in, you would think it’s a CD
Right on
Shawty said she gon’ ride for me, and she said she gon’ slide for me
And while I’ll be beating, I got her screaming that That Mexican OT is the guy for me
Chorus: That Mexican OT
Fifteen missed calls from my lil’ bitch, she say I’ve been tripping lately
I say, “Nah, I just gotta get this money, I’m on a mission, baby”
Plus, see people wan’ see me in the box, so l stay Glocked with no safety rounds
And rounds of ammunition
Step to this lil’ bitch, you crazy
Verse 2: Sploosh God
Told that lil’ ho I’m crazy like CeeLo (Like who?)
Always calling my tio for kilos (Brrt)
In the midst of the moment, the money the only thing I find important to me, though (Just give me the loot)
Can’t go fuck up my digits when I’m tryna live it up
Bitches be holding you back (What?)
That’s why I don’t got love for no ho and I’m always out rapping and killing a track (Kill shit)
Rep the H, need that bitch on my back (H, bitch)
Only focused on bread and a stack (Ayy, ho)
If she don’t eat the dick anywhere all the time, then that ho getting gone like a pack (Gone, bitch)
On the mission collecting ciabatta
That ho call me “Dada”
I can’t be ya padre (Hell, nah)
Understand that I’m freaky as fuck and I don’t give a fuck to drop dick in ya Madre, ooh (Sploosh, Sploosh)
Young playa have her sellin’ cat and breaking guap (Yeah)
Been this way since a jit, I can’t have no relations, I’m focused on hitting the top (Hitting the top, bitch)
She be calling my phone wondering what I be on, but I’m off somewhere all in the mix (I’m all in the mix, ho)
If you fucking, I’m sorry, lil’ baby
I can’t have no ties on my road to get rich (I’m tryna get rich)
Niggas mad that they bitches be biting and getting excited, tryna take us a flick (No, you can’t have a photo)
Lil’ ho can’t get a dollar from me or a holla from me
All she get is some dick (Lil’ bitch, that’s the motto)
In the studio rapping these raps (Sploosh, Sploosh, Sploosh), tryna get out the hood and make living a switch
Don’t be blowing my line, I’m fine
No falling behind, I’m hitting some licks
Chorus: That Mexican OT
Fifteen missed calls from my lil’ bitch, she say I’ve been tripping lately
I say, “Nah, I just gotta get this money, I’m on a mission, baby”
Plus, see people wan’ see me in the box, so l stay Glocked with no safety rounds
And rounds of ammunition
Step to this lil’ bitch, you crazy
Fifteen missed calls from my lil’ bitch, she say I’ve been tripping lately
I say, “Nah, I just gotta get this money, I’m on a mission, baby”
Plus, see people wan’ see me in the box, so l stay Glocked with no safety rounds
And rounds of ammunition
Step to this lil’ bitch, you crazy Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Merve Yalçın – Dikkat ( Lyrics ) Letra Merve Yalçın Merve Yalçın – Dikkat ( Lyrics )
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[formidable id=4] Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Antha Pantha – Brick By Brick (feat. HuntDawgg) [ Lyrics] Letra Antha Pantha Antha Pantha – Brick By Brick (feat. HuntDawgg) [ 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
Cause I’m on top of the world, Eh
I’m on top of the world, Eh
Been waiting on this for a while now
Paying my dues to the dirt
I’ve been waiting to smile, Eh
Been holding it in for a while, Eh
Take it with me if I can
Been dreaming of this since a child
And I know it’s hard when you’re
Falling down
And it’s a long way up when you hit
The ground
But get up now, get up, get up now
‘Cause I’m on top of the world, Eh
I’m on top of the world, Eh
Been waiting on this for a while now
Paying my dues to the dirt
I’ve been waiting to smile, Eh
Been holding it in for a while, Eh
Take it with me if I can (Get up, get up)
Been dreaming of this since a child
I’m on top of the world Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
[Hook]
Cuz now I’m on the run
Hand on my smoking gun
Cuz I’d do anything for her
Cuz now I’m on the run
Hand on my smoking gun
You act crazy when you’re falling in love
[Verse 1]
Come with if me you want to
Can’t promise we’ll be alright
Don’t have to tell you ain’t no
Turning back if you cross the line
No hiding in the shadows
Let’s bring these feelings to light
You ran away with my heart
Baby like a thief in the night
[Pre-Chorus]
I know, nothing really matters
Without you, I am a disaster
If we stay, no happy ever after
No happy ever after
[Hook]
Cuz now I’m on the run
Hand on my smoking gun
Cuz I’d do anything for her
Cuz now I’m on the run
Hand on my smoking gun
You act crazy when you’re falling in love
Ooh ooh ooh ohoh, ayeah
Ooh ooh ooh ohoh, ayeah
[Verse 2]
If I could tell you
What’s going on in my head
Or why we’re running
We’re running away from regret
Don’t have forever
Let’s never look back and forget
Ohwoah
[Pre-Chorus]
I know, nothing really matters
Without you, I am a disaster
If we stay, no happy ever after
No happy ever after
[Hook]
Cuz now I’m on the run
Hand on my smoking gun
Cuz I’d do anything for her
Cuz now I’m on the run
Hand on my smoking gun
You act crazy when you’re falling in love
Ooh ooh ooh ohoh, ayeah
Ooh ooh ooh ohoh, ayeah Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Becky G – Arranca (Lavern Remix (Audio)) ft. Omega Letra BeckyGVEVO Becky G – Arranca (Lavern Remix (Audio)) ft. Omega
Intro: Becky G
Arranca
Pre-Coro: Becky G
Dímelo, papi, ¿qué haces tú llamándome a mí? (Uh)
Si ayer te vieron enreda’o con una domi (Una domi)
Ya tengo un tiguere que me saque partysear los weekenes
De ti ya me olvidé, ya me olvidé
Coro: Becky G
¿A ti qué te pasa? ¿Pa’ qué estás llamando?
Sin mí la estás pasando bien, pero no tanto
Ya tu falso amor no va a joderme otro verano
Ponte las llantas y arranca pa’l carajo, ja, arranca
Verso 1: Becky G
Yo sé que estás llamando porque quiere’ candy
Yo no soy tu plan B, yo soy Chencho y Maldy
Ya tengo suplente que me baja el panty
Mi p-u-s-i ya no ‘tá pa’ ti
Me puse rica y a ti no te gustó
‘Toy como el cangri (Ja), lo que pasó, pasó
Suerte encontrando a una como yo (Como yo)
Me jodiste un verano, pero este no (¡No!)
Breakdown: Becky G & Omega El Fuerte
A ti qué te
Pasa
Pasa, pa’
Verso 2: Omega El Fuerte
Muévelo, que muévemelo, pero de una ve’ (Je)
Dile que tú ere’ mi mujer
Que aunque yo soy un infiel
El que se va pa’l carajo es él
Yo sé que te quilla’ y que te llena’ de odio
Por eso es que tú te va’ con otro
Cuando tú me dice’ que a él lo quieres
Eso es porque yo ando con mujeres
No e’ de boca el que te sofoca
Yo sé que él como yo no te choca
Te gusta tanto que te pone loca
Bájale de’o a la tóxica celosa
Coro: Becky G, Becky G & Omega El Fuerte
¿A ti qué te pasa? ¿Pa’ qué estás llamando?
Sin mí la estás pasando bien, pero no tanto
Ya tu falso amor no va a joderme otro verano
Ponte las llantas y arranca pa’l carajo, ja, arranca
Outro: Omega El Fuerte & Becky G
Con Los Parra
A.C
Becky G Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Kizz Daniel – Never (Lyrics) Letra KizzDanielVEVO Kizz Daniel – Never ( Lyrics Lyrics)
People fear wetin dem no understand
Dem want make I play my lastcard
Dem smell my aroma japa
Won lemi olofin jazzman
I don get thick skin eno penetrate o
Big or small I go celebrate o
I’m still alive and I appreciate baba God day by day
No call me baba baba
Ori ade lemi mazamaza
Travel the world bi ajala ajala
Scatter the formation pata pata
I’m on my knees hosana sana
Make dem no see me fall for yakata ta
Any kele wey do kayamata
Save my prick from eternal fire
Never never will I ever fuck up
If I fuck up na you fuck up
And if you fuck up na you fuck up still
Everyday be like carnival
Sometimes I be thinking like animal
Most times I dey pray make tomorrow no born
Cos tomorrow carry belle for karma
Straight to the Maitama
Buy my ticket go the terminal
Go to Ghana go meet Abena
Abena roll up for me dagbana
No call me baba baba
Ori ade lemi mazamaza
Travel the world bi ajala ajala
Scatter the formation pata pata
I’m on my knees hosana sana
Make dem no see me fall for yakata ta
Any kele wey do kayamata
Save my prick from eternal fire
Never never will I ever fuck up
If I fuck up na you fuck up
And if you fuck up na you fuck up still
Never never will I ever fuck up
If I fuck up na you fuck up
And if you fuck up na you fuck up still Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
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 Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
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 Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
