3 Um Só – Longe do Final

Longe do Final – 3 Um Só Lyrics Letra:
Dia de campeonato, picanha no prato
Abrir uma Puro Malte, vestir o manto sagrado
O estádio é meu barraco e Deus é meu juiz
Esquerda ou de direita o importante é ser feliz
Amigos digital com Pix no PayPal
Pagar com bem o mal que fizeram pra mim
Bora evoluir
Sou passageiro aqui
Deixar o legado pro pivete ter orgulho de mim
O tempo voa e o dia tá lindo
Tamo de boa tá tudo fluindo
Cria dos frevo, da rua, da noite, da lua, das mina que curte um perigo
Tropa tá forte, de carro forte
Toque da Porsche nunca foi sorte
Nike, Lacoste favela pode
Sobe balão
Balança a Glock
Um lindo domingo de sol
O batuque do carnaval
O clássico de futebol
Ando bem longe do final
Um lindo domingo de sol
O batuque do carnaval
O clássico de futebol
Ando bem longe do final
Hoje acordei com um vinho na taça
Mengão jogando e o boi na brasa
Só convoquei os Pitbull de raça
Felicidade, Deus manda de graça
Tá fora do sério
Tá lombra essas mina
Tá foda demais
Mudança de clima
A tropa toda de cima
Flutuando no balão
Surfando mais que o Medina
Mykita Plus, vinho francês
É o bonde do chinês
Na paz terrível
Elevando o nível outra vez
Corte chicano, Nike Cortez
E quando a Glock cantar
Ganhamos os plaquês
Um lindo domingo de sol
O batuque do carnaval
O clássico de futebol
Ando bem longe do final
Um lindo domingo de sol
O batuque do carnaval
O clássico de futebol
Ando bem longe do final
3 Um Só – Longe do Final

FNF Chop – Best Friend ft. Stunna 4 Vegas

Best Friend – FNF Chop, Stunna 4 Vegas Lyrics Letra:
I JUST BOUGHT A GLOCK THAT BITCH MY BEST FRIEND
DRUMSKEE HOLD A LOT THAT BITCH A BEAT A NIGGA CHEST IN
BITCH IM WORTH A BIG BAG… GET YO BREAD UP
BEEFING WITH THE FAM THAT SHIT A GET A NIGGA KIDS TOUCHED
AR GOT A RED DOT CALL THAT BITCH RUDOLPH
HIT YO MOMMA WIT IT BET IT KJNOCK HER FUCKING SHOES OFF
DRACO THAT BITCH TOO HOT… THAT BITCH HIT TOO HARD
I JUST SWUNG THE YEAAA AND LET THAT MOTHERFUCKER COOL OFF
VERSE 1 (FNF CHOP)
IM JUST TRYNA BEAT A NIGGA BLOCK UP
I JUST LEFT THE STORE, HAD TO DO A POP UP
WHIPPING UP THAT COKE HMMM.. WATCH ME MAKE IT LOCK UP
ITS FAMILY NEVER FOLD & CAN’T NOBODY STOP US
GET IT & IT’S GONE BITCH SELL IT BY THE ZONE BITCH
HEARD YOU CUFFIN’ HOES BOY GO GET YOUR OWN BITCH
SHE DONE FUCKED THE BRO’S, WHILE YOU ON THE PHONE BITCH
SHE CAN’T EVEN TAKE A SHOWER, HE LIKE “WHO YOU ON THE PHONE WIT?” YEAA…
HOOK:
I JUST POPPED A X ITS ON MY TONGUE
DRACO HOLD A WHAT BITCH? DRACO HOLD A DRUM
I BE FROM THE WHAT BITCH? I BE FROM THE SLUMS
& I DON’T WANNA FUCK BITCH I JUST WANT YO GUMS, DUMB!
I JUST POPPED A X ITS ON MY TONGUE
DRACO HOLD A WHAT BITCH? DRACO HOLD A DRUM
I BE FROM THE WHAT BITCH? I BE FROM THE SLUMS
& I DON’T WANNA FUCK BITCH I JUST WANT YO GUMS, DUMB!
VERSE 2 (STUNNA 4 VEGAS)
OFF THE SWITCH QUICK, I LET OFF A TON
2 DEEP IM GONE GET RICH, WE RIDIN WITH 4 GUNS
SHE A NAT’ BITCH I BUST ALL ON HER TONGUE
BITCH I AIN’T GOT NO PATIENCE, FLIP A TANK SPIN IT FOR FUN (UH UH)
I TOTE THIS G-23 WITH A SWITCH, FUCK NIGGA PLAY & END UP MISSING
WON’T LEAVE THE CRIB WITHOUT MY PISTOL, THAT’S NO KIZZY
I FUCK WITH OVO THAT’S WHY IM ALWAYS WITH THE DRIZZY
BITCH I DONE SIPPED SO MUCH SYRUP THIS SHIT GONE KILL ME BEFORE A NIGGA
I’M STILL IN THE STREETS LIKE IM VON BITCH
IN COME FOM THE SLUMS, DOUBLE CUP IM SIPPING MUD
THEY SCARED TO LET US IN THE CLUB, BITCH
CUZ I CAME IN WITH THUGS, BOSS NIGGAS, CRIPS & BLOOD NIGGAS
PUSSY NIGGA PLAY WE DEMONSTRATE ON HOW TO FLUSH NIGGAS
BRIDGE:
I JUST BOUGHT A GLOCK (GLIZZY) THAT BITCH MY BEST FRIEND
DRUMSKEE HOLD A LOT THAT BITCH A BEAT A NIGGA CHEST IN
BITCH IM WORTH A BIG BAG… GET YO BREAD UP
BEEFING WITH THE FAM THAT SHIT A GET A NIGGA KIDS TOUCHED
AR GOT A RED DOT CALL THAT BITCH RUDOLPH
HIT YO MOMMA WIT IT BET IT KJNOCK HER FUCKING SHOES OFF
DRACO THAT BITCH TOO HOT… THAT BITCH HIT TOO HARD
I JUST SWUNG THE YEAAA AND LET THAT MOTHERFUCKER COOL OFF
HOOK:
I JUST POPPED A X ITS ON MY TONGUE
DRACO HOLD A WHAT BITCH? DRACO HOLD A DRUM
I BE FROM THE WHAT BITCH? I BE FROM THE SLUMS
& I DON’T WANNA FUCK BITCH I JUST WANT YO GUMS, DUMB!
I JUST POPPED A X ITS ON MY TONGUE
DRACO HOLD A WHAT BITCH? DRACO HOLD A DRUM
I BE FROM THE WHAT BITCH? I BE FROM THE SLUMS
& I DON’T WANNA FUCK BITCH I JUST WANT YO GUMS, DUMB!
FNF Chop – Best Friend ft. Stunna 4 Vegas

KechPhrase – Anything

KechPhrase – Anything Lyrics
Anything Lyrics, Letra:
Intro: Heems
All tan everything, shout out to tanlines
All tan khaki king, last white mogul
All you see is rupees when you Google
Rubies in his doodoo
Emeralds in his turban
Nervous, swervin’ in the Suburban in Durban
All tan mans, they tangent to Tanzania
With a Mia Farrow looking sparrow to help me re-up
Verse 1: kechPhrase
Yo, when the microphone is on
Feeling like Corleone or a Young Al Capone
Word is born, instant relief like cortisone shots
I’m hot, like when I pass that dutch
You cats can’t touch
I dance up on tracks you strut like what
What you really tryna prove?
Kech on the grove rock steady like the crew but I’m new
And if you tryna jack my style I’m versatile
Leave you up in Exile like that homeboy Blu
Chosen few, fuse on the track like glue
I’ve got, a remedy for all you enemies
I see, you tryna creep on the scene like centipedes but
Ayo, I spray lines and exterminate ya
These impersonators, got my flow down, so down so verbatim
So I change it up, lyrical Picasso from Chicago
Painting pictures everyday, que paso
Como estas yo esta en la casa
Hago la raza, you ain’t en mi clasa
And I make good music like Sa-Ra
It’s kechPhrase on the track no escape now
Ch-Chick blowww, move from the gate now
I’m telling every single emcee to stay down
Hilary Duff sounding cats saying Hey Now!
Verse 2: Kool A.D.
Dum shiny sweet exercise, electric slide
Choreographical, spectatical
Spectacle, hectical, African aspects
Trans Atlantic affects
Foreign accents, assonance
Appreciate how my supreme alphabet appreciate
Heh, like they say wine do
I fucks with this record you should play mine too
Kool A.D., toasting off promotional clips
Beautiful like the sky and the ocean and shit
Roller coasting in whips, Hunter’s Point Alameda West Oakland and shit
Subtractive schooling
Brain drain, brang dang dang dang
Game so hang mayne, brain go bang bang
Yeah, anything tho thang thang
Yeah, anything tho thang thang tho thang thang
Verse 3: Big Baby Gandhi
Baby, feel me? Fuckin’ Gandhi
Redman, Method Man
Wu-Tang Clan, Duran Duran
Jackie Chan, you don’t want no trouble
Lupe Fiasco but I’m not an asshole
Ayo look mom, they gonna give me grammy
The immigrant father, I get it from my family
Michael Jordan, I took shots in space
Michael Jackson, I lost my face
A Muslim man, got cops in my place
Even though I’m Rick Ross no rocks in my case
Paul Bunyan got the ox by the waist
Tell the guap by the taste
Ali, yeah I’m the greatest
R. Kelly, I’m the world’s greatest
Gandhi got love for my neighbors
Big Baby I’m ghost like vapors
Verse 4: Epic of BBU
Speak now or forever hold your Jesus piece
When heathens speak peace while preachers preach them propaganda
Life without standards is not what we after
Children not of rapture who roll blunts faster
Than we can read a chapter, often chose the latter
Whiskey on the brain putting water on the platter
? and food stamps can make a perfect platter
So working 9 to 5 tomorrow really doesn’t matter
Pimp the system stupid, black and born to use it
Ain’t scared of death so I’m barely tryna prove it
Emotions sound like Basement Jaxx, I bleed Etta James
Whitney taught me about fame not cocaine
Death by ? train, wrote this for Soul Train
That’ll hold you down in heaven and take it as home mayne
Rest in peace, the world is a piece of shit
I know, cause I’m a piece of it but I can’t find no peace in it
So I treat it like a lease and dip
With two chains on while I’m riding round getting it
Get it? Cause I’m riding round getting it
Ahaaaahhhh, yeah

Karlae – Blind

Karlae – Blind Lyrics
Blind Lyrics, Letra:
Chorus: Karlae
I can’t really focus, love got me blind
You got my heart open, tryna make you mine
I’m just tryna figure you out
Ain’t nobody boy, it’s only you now
I can’t really focus, your love’s got me blind
Verse 1: Karlae
Focus, focus, I’ve been doing that lately
I’ve been thumbin’ through them hundreds, can’t a lil’ bitch play me
Bossed up and got my own, spent my time on you
I’m independent, run it up, don’t do IOUs
I keep it cute and I ain’t choosy so he fuck with me the long way
Freak for him only but outside I’m still a lady
Stupid if he lose me ‘cause he know my lovin’ grade A
Stays cute, body tight, all my bills paid, paid
So who you loving? Better choose right
Be sure you happy wit’ your choice, it’s a long lifе without me
This type of love, I always drеamed about it
Don’t let them bitches gas you up ‘cause you can’t live without it
Chorus: Karlae and Lil Yachty
I can’t really focus, love got me blind
You got my heart open, tryna make you mine
I’m just tryna figure you out
Ain’t nobody boy, it’s only you now
I can’t really focus, your love’s got me blind
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go)
Verse 2: Lil Yachty
Off of that X, breakin’ yo’ back, you can’t feel your spine (Go)
I been shootin’ up the club, call me Columbine (Go)
She like sippin’ cold tequila mixed with cherry lime (Mm)
We get all her friends high, fuck ‘em every time (Beep)
Left the house, forgot my gun but she brought her nine (Brra)
Fucked her nine times, she can’t even walk (Walk)
All these VVs in my mouth, I could barely talk (Talk)
Certified G, I eat ass like I’m chewing chalk (Mmm)
Look me in my eyes, girl, you know me
I need contacts when we come in contact (Contact)
Baby way too sexy to be low-key (To be low-key)
Fuck that, I’m too glad you chose me, yeah
Chorus: Karlae
Focus, love got me blind
You got my heart open, tryna make you mine
I’m just tryna figure you out
Ain’t nobody boy, it’s only you now
I can’t really focus, your love’s got me blind

Vybz Kartel & Shawn Storm – Stimulus

Vybz Kartel & Shawn Storm – Stimulus Lyrics
Stimulus Lyrics, Letra:
Intro: Vybz Kartel
Seh she a expert
? it
Quint it mek mi sink it
Verse 1: Vybz Kartel
Set yuh pon yuh belly, ice
?
Den mi spread yuh batty jaw dem, dutty johncrow
Hood pon yuh clit, pumpum wet enu
Mi a sink it deep, mi a fuck it out slow
Fuck it out, fuck it out, fuck it out slow
Grab yuh backway when yuh suck mi bredda hood
Gi yuh anything yuh wah cah yuh suck di buddy good
And yuh whine pon cocky and mek mi cocky cum
Chorus: Vybz Kartel
Work fi yuh cash
Gi’ yuh teabag, anuh wah battywash
One man treasure is aneda man cash
Cum ina yuh face, call it sun splash
Gi’ yuh nice things, call it stimulus
Pussy aguh buss, backaz issa must
Me yuh fi trust
Cah mi know yuh issa freak and mi never scorn yuh
And yuh send mi pussy picture
? ever wah yuh
Refrain: Shawn Storm
Bruck off di cocky, if yuh dead, a no crime
Suck off di cocky, if yuh choke, dats fine
Spit pon mi buddy like seh it badmind
Den yuh suck off di balls till it bloodclaat shine
Suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it
Wul’ a backshot, mek fi fuck it, fuck it
Cum pon yuh tongue, swallow, nuh itch, nugget
Cum pon yuh tongue, swallow
Verse 2: Shawn Storm
Seh she want a Eiffel Tower
She like di rifle power
She munch pon mi cocky head like she bite mi
?
Pussy wet like di shower
Mi balls, she might devour
Plus, a fuck three and a half days, close to ninety hour
Tight pussy out, deserve
?, mi don’t
Good pussy warm up mi cocky when it cold
Tight pussy out, deserve
?, mi don’t
Good pussy warm up mi cocky when it cold
Chorus: Vybz Kartel
Work fi yuh cash
Gi’ yuh teabag, anuh wah battywash
One man treasure is aneda man cash
Cum ina yuh face, call it sun splash
Gi’ yuh nice things, call it stimulus
Pussy aguh buss, backaz issa must
Me yuh fi trust
Cah mi know yuh issa freak and mi never scorn yuh
And yuh send mi pussy picture
? ever wah yuh
Refrain: Shawn Storm
Bruck off di cocky, if yuh dead, a no crime
Suck off di cocky, if yuh choke, dats fine
Spit pon mi buddy like seh it badmind
Den yuh suck off di balls till it bloodclaat shine
Suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it
Wul’ a backshot, mek fi fuck it, fuck it
Cum pon yuh tongue, swallow, nuh itch, nugget
Cum pon yuh tongue, swallow
Verse 3: Vybz Kartel
Me a go a Hellshire guh nyam a sea food
Gimme head ina di car, mi a mek yuh belly full
Pull up ina Prendis, a bay sit’n boo
Million gyal deh deh and they wanna kill you
Yeah, they wanna kill, wanna kill, wanna kill you
True mi fuck di wul a dem but mi tell yuh, you a mi boo
Yuh
? mi cocky like mi cocky a brown stew
Weh mi teach yuh, yuh catch ‘e quicker dan flu
Chorus: Vybz Kartel
Work fi yuh cash
Gi’ yuh teabag, anuh wah battywash
One man treasure is aneda man cash
Cum ina yuh face, call it sun splash
Gi’ yuh nice things, call it stimulus
Pussy aguh buss, backaz issa must
Me yuh fi trust
Cah mi know yuh issa freak and mi never scorn yuh
And yuh send mi pussy picture
? ever wah yuh
Refrain: Shawn Storm
Bruck off di cocky, if yuh dead, a no crime
Suck off di cocky, if yuh choke, dats fine
Spit pon mi buddy like seh it badmind
Den yuh suck off di balls till it bloodclaat shine
Suck it, suck it, suck it, suck it
Wul’ a backshot, mek fi fuck it, fuck it
Cum pon yuh tongue, swallow, nuh itch, nugget
Cum pon yuh tongue, swallow

MC Stan – Insaan

MC Stan – Insaan Lyrics
Insaan Lyrics, lETRA:
Sample
“You speak Hindi?”
Tag:
“Stannyyy inki maa chod daal”
Sample
“Voh agaya, dekho, dekho wo agaya”
Verse 1
Tera nai maloom lekin mei, mei insaan
Kuch log to bhool gaye apun shaitan nahi insaan
Sab insaan khoosh the us waqt pe jab nai tha paisa
Mei bhi ek insaan hi hun, wo bhi same tere jaisa (No cap)
Kisko nai maloom insaan kaisa aya is dharti pe (Slatt)
Tu aya is duniya me par jayenga kiski marzi se (Duniya)
Khuda ne bhi socha hoga kisko banaya galti se (Khuda)
Pehle ke log kyu door rehneke ladki se (No)
Pehle baar jab suna mene wayne (Wayne)
Mere paas nai paise the bro wo time pe (Time)
Bajrela main kuch toh deep tu fucking dhyaan de (Gyaan)
Kitne log ka ghar chalrela mere naam pe (Naam)
Nai ayenge pyaar tere saath me, nai ayengi teri dosti
Meko do gajj zameen chahiye dafan honeke liye broski (2,You know)
Tu bolta jhoot lekin mei nai bolta (Never, no lie)
Na karta sajda, tu karta gunaah (No cap bitch!)
Chorus
Insaan ko kuch dikhra nai sirf dikhre paise (Dikha)
Ye paiso ke wajaah se hogaye hum log kaise (Kaise)
Ek insaan ek insaan ko marta aur sab log dekhre (Dikha)
Upar wala ne zabaan diya isliye kuch bhi bajre (No love)
Insaan ko sirf paise chahiye aur shayad se fame (Fame)
Mei samja raha tha insaan ko par jaanwar ne samjha pain (Pain)
Khuda se badha banna chahta eh bro kyu tu? (Kyu?)
Mei act ese karta bro jaisa mei theek hu (Oh wow)
Verse 2
Tum poori zindagi bhar dhundenge, yahan pe kon hai real
Tu bhi ek insaan mei bhi ek insaan isliye hota feel
Hum sab ek energy hai jisko bolte rooh aur dil (Skrr)
Conscious aur Subconscious minds ke saath karta mei deal
Rota nai mei rota dil
Nai hora meko kuch bhi feel
Din nikalra, main khake pill (Yeah, yeah)
Dukha mat tu kiska dil
Mei God ko leke aata fir
Mei meko mil ya maut ko mil (Aanh, yeah)
Uh yeah
Mei likhrela kuch to deep isliye tum mere fan hai (Fan hai)
Mai nai karra kuch ye sab God plan hai (Plan hai)
Nahi bharosa karneka kyu ki tu bhi ek insaan hai (Insaan)
Mei bechna soul chahta khuda ko mai Tentacion hai (Calm down bitch!)
Chorus
Insaan ko kuch dikhra nai sirf dikhre paise (Dikha)
Ye paiso ke wajaah se hogaye hum log kaise (Kaise)
Ek insaan ek insaan ko marta aur sab log dekhre (Dikha)
Upar wala ne zabaan diya isliye kuch bhi bajre (No love)
Insaan ko sirf paise chahiye aur shayad se fame (Fame)
Mei samja raha tha insaan ko par jaanwar ne samjha pain (Pain)
Khuda se badha banna chahta eh bro kyu tu? (Kyu?)
Mai act ese karta jaisa me abhi theek hu (Oh wow!)
Outro
Insaan
Hnnha-hnnaaa
Insaan
You know like-
Like, Insaanch ek jaat hai, you know!
Like forget it
Cloud 9
I’m up to this shit!
Jaat beet kuch nai, Insaan hai album pe Insaan (P town baby)
Insaan (You know)
Insaan
Insaan
Insaan
Insaan
Sample
“Voh agaya, dekho, dekho wo agaya”

Erica Banks – Slim Waist

Erica Banks – Slim Waist Lyrics
Slim Waist Lyrics, lETRA:

Intro
I’m a freak
I’m a freak
I’m a freak

Chorus
I got a slim waist
Body tight, what the body like
Freak ho, with a mouth
With the pussy
?
Ride good, do it slow
With them hundreds
?
Slut bitch, she’s a ho
Make the pussy go
I got a slim waist
Body tight, what the body like
Freak ho, with a mouth
With the pussy
?
Ride good, do it slow
With them hundreds
?
Slut bitch, she’s a ho
Make the pussy go

Verse 1
? buncking a nigga
Talking my shit while I’m fucking a nigga
? with yaNo we ain’t together, I don’t get in pictures
Touch on my body in private
Wet like the sea, but he call it an island
Fuck on the low, so we fucking in silance
? riding
Walking this ho with my weight up
Swanging my hair, like I’m tryna get ate up
I like to drank when I ride on this shit
He catching that pussy
? lay up
He
? cause the pussy real lethal
Tell
? we fucking
? don’t believe him
He tryna wife them
?
He sink in the pussy
?
Chorus
I got a slim waist
Body tight, what the body like
Freak ho, with a mouth
With the pussy
?
Ride good, do it slow
With them hundreds
?
Slut bitch, she’s a ho
Make the pussy go
I got a slim waist
Body tight, what the body like
Freak ho, with a mouth
With the pussy
?
Ride good, do it slow
With them hundreds
?
Slut bitch, she’s a ho
Make the pussy go

Verse 2
Call back quick when he really want some
Take that head, nigga really
?
Fuck, that nigga really gon stunt
He
?
Do it like an athlete
? at me
Running round,
? track meet
Presidential, pull up on a backstreet
Bring it on the floor, do my thing on the floor
He
? with a bitch
? hate when I go
He fell in love with this shit
Imma do me, he know what it is
Ho Imma
?
Tell him I love him, he know I be lying
But I like it
?
Chorus
I got a slim waist
Body tight, what the body like
Freak ho, with a mouth
With the pussy
?
Ride good, do it slow
With them hundreds
?
Slut bitch, she’s a ho
Make the pussy go
I got a slim waist
Body tight, what the body like
Freak ho, with a mouth
With the pussy
?
Ride good, do it slow
With them hundreds
?
Slut bitch, she’s a ho
Make the pussy go

Neo Unleashed & Jay Jiggy – WAV3

Neo Unleashed & Jay Jiggy – WAV3 Lyrics
WAV3 Lyrics, lETRA:

Songtext zu „WAV3“

Intro: ?
It’s quiet
Too quiet

Hook: Neo Unleashed
Ich bin auf meiner eigenen Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Keine Zeit für euch Fakes, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Nichts links oder rechts, immer straight, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Mein Sound geht direkt in dein Brain, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave (Wavе)

Part 1: Neo Unleashed
Vorbei mit der Krisenzеit, Comeback war kinoreif
Aber mit euch bin ich nur auf einer Wave, zahlt ihr meinen Feature-Preis
Ich mach’ eure Stars zu Sternenstaub
Denn ich trainiere mit mehr Gs als Son Goku im Schwerkraftraum (Wave)
Shoppen im Versace-Katalog
Mach’ ich mal ‘nen Kassensturz, bricht die Marmorplatte durch (Wave)
Ma-Major-Label wollten mich catchen, aber sorry, Bro
Ich krieg ‘ne bessere Kondition so wie dein Sport-Idol
Auch wenn du Gutes in der Gegend erzählst und mich in deiner Empfehlung erwähnst
Glau-Glaub’ ich echt, du willst nur wissen, wie viele Schläge dein Schädel verträgt
Denn „Neo“ buchstabiert man G.O.A.T

Hook: Neo Unleashed & Jay Jiggy
Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Keine Zeit für euch Fakes, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Nichts links oder rechts, immer straight, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Mein Sound geht direkt in dein Brain, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave (Wave)
Once again back is the incredible
Part 2: Jay Jiggy & Neo Unleashed
Es geht eins (eins), zwei (zwei), drei (drei), vier, jo
Dass du ‘ne Pussy ist wie Wein, Brudi — We know
War nie weg, aber bin back in this, Bitch (Ah)
So, als hätt ich grad meine Ex weggef****
Und Air-Air-Air Force aus Schlangenleder (Straight)
Alte Hater wedeln mit Palmenblätter (Fakes)
Machte es vom Penner zum Money-Maker (Move)
Bitch, ich trete sie weg wie der Undertaker (Bitch)
Meine Rhymes so, als würde ‘nen Sturm antanzen
Eure so, wie bissi chill’n auf der Luftmatratze
Mit ‘nem Drink, Sonnenbrille in mei’m Face
Jiggy-Jay-Jay, Jiggy, jap, ich ride meine, ride meine—

Hook: Neo Unleashed
Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Keine Zeit für euch Fakes, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Nichts links oder rechts, immer straight, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave
Mein Sound geht direkt in dein Brain, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave, Wave (Wave)

October London – I Want You

October London – I Want You Lyrics
I Want You Lyrics, lETRA:

Intro
Most definitely in the place to be
Welcome to Lover’s Rock
Jah, Rastarari I

Verse 1
Welcome to Lovers Rock (Rock, rock, rock)
Where the room embraces boom (Boom, boom, boom, room)
There’ll be no way to stop
Once the vibe’s in the room
She likes the way I go the nicest
Rubbing my hands against her throat
She like to watch that ting grow and grow
Putting it down like animals

Hook
(I want you) She saw mi wrist and now she froze
Now she wanna risk the night and go
(I want you) I soon unlock the door
She now gwaan jump on mi bones
(I want you) She wanna do nasty freak ting
Bedroom rumble, rumble, ding-dong
(I want you)
Baby, I want you, I want you to

Verse 2
What do you wanna do? (What do you want?)
We’re in a lover’s place (We’re in love)
You’ve got nothin’ to lose
Mama, we’re far from playin’ games
She like the way I go the nicest
Oh, na-na-na, knee deep in your soul
Oh, tasting that mango
She like to watch that ting grow and grow
She couldn’t help but to say yes
Until there’s nothing left
Hook
(I want you) She saw mi wrist and now she froze
Now she wanna risk the night and go
(I want you) I soon unlock the door
She now gwaan jump on mi bones
(I want you) She wanna do nasty freak ting
Bedroom rumble, rumble, ding-dong
(I want you)
Baby, I want you, I want you to