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setembro 23, 2016

Not My Will – Lindy Conant

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Jesus, I follow You
I’m never looking back, I’m never looking back
I set my heart to do Your Will
I’m never looking back, I’m never looking back

Not my will, but Yours be done
I’m in love, I’m in love, I am in Love

All I have, I give to you
My life is not my own, You’ve my heart your home
It’s my joy to lay it down
I give you everything, I give you all of me.

And I, I’ll take up my cross, I’ll count it all as loss
Cause Jesus I love you!
And I, I’ll lay down my life, I’m giving up my rights
I want to know You

setembro 23, 2016

Come What May – Lindy Conant

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
In death and life, I’ll follow You
In every season this be true
Cause I chose this path and I made this vow
I will never turn around

Because nothing can hold me back from your love
I’m following you, Jesus
Whatever may come my way

To live is Christ, to die is gain
I’ll give it all for Love’s true name
It brands my heart and now I will rise
To bear the name of Jesus Christ

Come what may, I will obey
Cause I find my joy in bringing You praise

I will obey you God, whatever man may say
I’ll stand on promises my God has made
With no regret in me, my lips will praise your name
And though the earth gives way, I will not be afraid
Cause You are the Lord of lords, you open every door
You stand in victory and my now heart is yours
I will trust in you God and I will not be moved
When persecution comes, I choose to stand with You

setembro 22, 2016

Starboy – The Weeknd

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
I’m trying to put you in the worst mood, ah
F1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
Nelly point two just to hurt you, ah
All red Lamb’ just to teas you, ah
None of these toys on lease too, ah
Made your whole year in a week too, ah
Main bitch out your league too, ah
Side bitch out of your league too, ah

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
You talking money, need to hear a name
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
Pockets overweight, getting hefty, ah
Coming for the king, that’s a far cry, I
I come alive in the fall time, I
The competition, I don’t ever listen
I’m in the blue moon song bumping new edition

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, come from Lebanese
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
You talking money, need to hear a name
You talking ‘bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

Let a nigga Brad Pitt
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
By my ma a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shot looking lavish
Star Trek groove in that Wraith of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
100 on the dash get me close to God
We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

setembro 22, 2016

Shout Out To My Ex – Little Mix

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Shout out to my enemies
Shout out my competitors
Shout out to my ex, I hope you do better bruh
Better me better you

Shout out to the followers I will stay ahead of ya
Big up to the haters, big up, all you little
Bigging y’all up should make you feel a little bigger
Big up to the fake from a real
Fake help you recognise the real

Shout out to my ex
Shout out to my ex

Shout out to my enemies
Shout out my competitors
Shout out to my ex, I hope you do better bruh
Better me better you

setembro 22, 2016

Guys My Age – Hey Violet

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
I’ve been seeing my ex since we broke up
Probably ‘cause you didn’t want to go off
Now I’m out and sucked a low cut
‘Bout to get attention from a grown up

‘Cause you hold me like a woman
In a way I’ve never felt before
And it makes me wanna hold on
And it makes me wanna be all yours

Guys my age don’t know how to treat me
Don’t know how to treat me
Don’t know how to treat me
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me
Don’t know how to love me good

Guys my age don’t know how to keep me
Don’t know how to keep me
Don’t know how to keep me
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me
Don’t know how to love me good

All I ever wanted was to broke down
What we’re supposed to do with all these friends around?
Yeah, smoking weed, you’d never wanted leave the house
Got an empty cushion on the sofa now
Told them good luck with the next one
Maybe she’d be
Gotta thank him, he’s the reason
That I know now what I’m looking for

Guys my age don’t know how to treat me
Don’t know how to treat me
Don’t know how to treat me
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me
Don’t know how to love me good

Guys my age don’t know how to keep me
Don’t know how to keep me
Don’t know how to keep me
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me
Don’t know how to love me good

So, I’m never coming back
(Don’t know, I don’t know, don’t know)
No, I’m never going back

Guys my age don’t know how to treat me
Don’t know how to please me
Don’t know how to read me
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me
Don’t know how to love me good

Yeah!

Guys my age don’t know how to tease me
Don’t know how to lead me
Don’t know how to need me
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me
Don’t know how to love me good!

So, I’m never coming back
(Don’t know, I don’t know, don’t know)

No, I’m never going back
Guys my age don’t know how to touch me

(Don’t know how to love me good)

setembro 22, 2016

Turn Up – AFOS

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Nae jalang jom haebollae
My flow is explosion
Flow blow by blow
I’m up in of growin’
My label is a rocking’
Youngboyz
Amuli bal-aghaebwassja
Geu nugudo mos ttalawa
U know what I sayin’?

Yeah naleul bala bwala
Jigeum balo neonedeul-ui
Meoli wilo nal-a ganikkan
Ttogbalo bwa nuga I mudaeleul
Meog-eobeolineun michin flowinga
The time is right now boyeojulge ssag da
Yeogi jeolbyeog kkeut-e seoiss-eo
Han myeong isang gongjonhal su eobs-eo

Nae bajineun begi mit sinbal-eun
High toughhage ibji so fresh
Jug-yeojuneun paegi teoteulyeo potengwa gaeggi
Geonbangjin sillyeog
But geuwa nan dongsie gyeomsonhae
Jangleu mulbul an galigo namgim-eobs-I
Modu da seoblyeob mongttang da seoblyeobhae

It does not kitsch kitsch kitsch
Music better sound
Listen baby take ma hand
We are all ready louderly!
Turn it up turn it up

We get lots of cash
Cash cash catch our mind
Cause we got freakin’ skill
You just follow me all bodies
Turn it up turn it up

I’m standin’ already I get it back again
Now turn it up

Man ja bad-eo laita ham but-yeobwala fire
Yeogi da kkeutjangnaeleo wassji
Nan bulbut-eoss-eo geochim-eobs-I mag dallyeo
They call me aknow

Nun-e boeneun geo eobs-eo laeb-eulo
Jeogdeul-eun bagsalnaeneun like michingae
Jiline namnyeonoso gubun eobs-I
Michige mandeul-eo
Ib-e chong jangchag nal musihan nom hyanghae
Jojunhan dwi sswa jilleo

Pow pow modu gamtan kkeutnaejuneun hanbang
Nae apgil-eun tantandaelo spotlight
Pen-eul jab-a yuhaeng-anta hanbal deo apseonaga
Mamdaelo da sseogalgyeo huh

One way ganeumchi moshae neon naui attack
Groovin rhymin’ just feel my babe
One hunnit injeong hal su bakk-e eobs-eul kkeol
Free feelin’ da janmal malgo follow me now

Jobhillyeomyeon jobhyeobwala neowa naui gap
Gold sachi? Myeongpumbaeg
Neoegen geujeo sachi fake
Nan maen wileul jaengchwi neon maen mit
Nan happy neon baegchi nan make it rain
Neon geunyang rain nan helgi neon benchi
Nan teul-eul kkaeji neon baeggi
Nan hoesjib da sseol-eonohji

It does not kitsch kitsch kitsch
Music better sound
Listen baby take ma hand
We are all ready louderly!
Turn it up turn it up

We get lots of cash cash cash
Catch our mind
Cause we got freakin’ skill
You just follow me all bodies
Turn it up turn it upa

setembro 22, 2016

Real Thing – Josh Golden

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Truth on me, I’m sold
You bought it up
With your fool’s gold
And everybody thought we’d be together forever
More like to never we fell into the atormy weather

Five times did I catch you lying, I
Fibbed up once’, now I’m out of line, no
With this love game I’m done with trying
Cause I ain’t with her thinking I miss her getting all bitter
Looking at a picture of us

Empty
Girl tell me
How you will replace me?
When everyone you know
Is faking
Well, my heart’s no longer yours
For the breaking, no

I need a woman
I’m sick of these old games
And ready for the real thing, real thing

I need you woman
Done playing around
Sick of you putting me down
And ready for the real thing, real thing

Re-re-re-real thing, real woman
Re-real thing, real woman
Re-real thing, real woman
If you’ve seen once, tell her I’m looking

So tell me eveeything you never told to me
Since we’re being honest
And I’ll tell you all things that the
Old me had promised
For you
Never worry about a thing
Every dollar song I’d sing
I was thinking wedding rings
You were thinking screwing me
Over
But now that’s over
You lost your boyfriend
Lost your best friend investment
The trust funds
No, the trust funds have gone away
Cause I don’t
I don’t trust a word you say

And it’s never gonna change
You’re never going to wake up
From the fantasies you made up
Don’t it suck knowing
No one really loves you
More than you do
Now that we’re through

I need a woman
I’m sick of these old games
And ready for the real thing, real thing

I need you woman
Done playing around
Sick of you putting me down
And ready for the real thing, real thing

And I bet you’re happy, so celebrate
Call all your girls and tell them it’s a date
Hoping the club will
Show you love, show you love
Like what I gave to you
Wasn’t enough, oh no
Amount of mixed drinks
Or shots can replace me
You’ve got to be crazy
Are you faded right now?
It always ends the same way
Empty cup, advil and a headache

I need a woman
I’m sick of these old games
And ready for the re-re-re-real thing

I need you woman
Done playing around
Sick of you putting me down
And ready for the real thing, real thing

Re-re-re-real thing, real woman
Re-real thing, real woman
Re-real thing, real woman
If you’ve seen once, tell her I’m looking

setembro 21, 2016

Slay Mama – Pink Angels

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Hey you, girl lookin’ with a down broke smile
I see you and I can help myself
Think that you’re up and down

I wanna say you
I wanna say you
I wanna say you
I wanna say you

If you wanna fly fly fly
You gotta work, girl
All about the life life life
It makes you stronger
If you wanna try try try
You’ll be a queen girl
Slay mama slay mama slay
Slay mama slay mama slay

If you wanna fly fly fly
You gotta work, girl
All about the life life life
It make you stronger
If you wanna try try try
You’ll be a queen girl
Slay mama slay mama slay
Slay mama slay mama slay

Hey you, boy what you gonna do with your
Wanna make me down, insecure
I’m leaving you behind
Bye bye

I wanna say you
I wanna say you
I wanna say you
I wanna say you

If you wanna fly fly fly
You gotta work, girl
All about the life life life
It makes you stronger
If you wanna try try try
You’ll be a queen girl
Slay mama slay mama slay
Slay mama slay mama slay

setembro 21, 2016

New York – Mamamoo

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Let’s get it
I bam jamdeul su eopsneun iyu isseo
Byeolbiccdo jamdeun jigeum (hello)
Namdeulgwa dareun sigandae sandamyeon
Let’s hang out (make it loud)

Sigan nangbiya geujeo geureon gomin
24/7 Belteu mae grab me
Nae mamdaero halgeoya
Naman mitgo ttarawa
Are you ready to fly?

What’s up New York (New York)
Sangsanghae (handt up)
Oneul bam proadwayeseo hanjanhae

Hash tagt New York (New York)
Jaranghae (hands up)
Hae tteugi jeonkkaji jeonhwa haedo dwae

Neujeossjiman run for you
Meomchujima what you do (oh baby)

Du nuneul ttel su eopsneun iyu isseo
Dalbiccdo gakkawojyeo (hello)
Senchihan gamjeongsomo piryo eopseo
Hey spin up (think about you)

Just try raise the engine
Jeolmeumui paegi ollata bihaenggi
Hago sipeun daero hae neon imi beterang
24? Day & night

What’s up New York (New York)
Sangsanghae (hands up)
Oneul bam proadwayeseo hanjanhae

Hash tags New York (new york)
Jaranghae (hands up)
Hae tteugi jeonkkaji jeonhwa haedo dwae

Neujeojiman run for you
Meomchujima what you do (oh baby)

(Day and night) geojimal gateun iyagi baneun nothing
Jollin nuneul tteugo
(Day and night) jjalpeun bam gin harudo ije kkeutnagajiman
Ajikdo nan mokmalla

Ready action modu jamdeun saebyeok
Nan I dosiui actor
Making the film at ever
Tak teuine sumtong hwansangeul mabon hu jungdokdwae
Eoseo sorichyeo awesome

What’s up New York (New York)
Sangsanghae (hands up)
Oneul bam proadwayeseo hanjanhae

Soljikhi gago sipeo nyuyok
Hash tags new york (New York)
Jaranghae taegeuhae taegeuhae
Hae tteugi jeonkkaji jeonhwa haedo dwae

Neujeojiman run for you
Meomchujima what you do (oh baby)

setembro 21, 2016

We Don’t Talk Anymore (Spanish Version) – Kevin, Karla & LaBanda

Letra & VideoClip Oficial da Musica:
Ya no hablamos ya no
Ya no hablamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo
¿A qué se debe el dolor?
Ya no reíamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo

Supe que encontraste a ese alguien
Que buscaba amor
Y luego me pregunto porque yo
Ya no sé cómo seguir adelante
Como lo hiciste el amor
Tan fácilmente me olvidaste ohh

Quiero saber si esta noche te podré ver
Vuelve a mí que te sostendré
Como aquella vez
Mi siente en sobredosis por no saber
Que tu amor era un juego y no sé
Cómo te olvidaré

Ya no hablamos ya no
Ya no hablamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo
¿A qué se debe el dolor?
Ya no reíamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo

Sólo quiero a alguien bueno a tu lado
Que te sepa amar como yo
Huiste y nunca supe la razón
A veces quiero aparecer en tu puerta estar
Recibir un abrazo
Tengo miedo de hacerlo es un error

No quiero ver cuando te enamores así
Y la abraces igual que a mi
Como aquella vez
Me siento en sobredosis y es por ti
Nuestro amor era un juego, en fin
Como te olvidaré

Ya no hablamos ya no
Ya no hablamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo
¿A qué se debe el dolor?
Ya no reíamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo

Ya no hablamos no
Quiero saber si esta noche te podré ver
Vuelve a mí que te sostendré
Como aquella vez
Me siento en sobredosis y es por ti
Nuestro amor era un juego, en fin
Como te olvidaré

Ya no hablamos ya no
Ya no hablamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo
¿A qué se debe el dolor?
Ya no reíamos ya no
Como solíamos hacerlo tú y yo

Ya no quiero saber si esta noche te podré ver
Vuelve a mí que te sostendré
Como aquella vez
Me siento en sobredosis por no saber
Que tu amor era juego y no sé
Cómo te olvidaré

Ya no hablemos ya no