Lyrics SVM – Valentino Kicks

Lyrics SVM – Valentino Kicks

SVM – Valentino Kicks – (Official Music Video) Lyrics
my space coupe bullet proof

rari got no roof

dior for my fragrant
i dont smell like jimmy choo
said he doing fraud
py na wheres the proof
if i tell her link up she goon blow me like a fuse

treat me like a flute
still inside the trap
dont give a fuck about no views
these p*****s only killers
when they on youtube
walk up on a opp
and put a goofy on da news

(Chorus)
cologne
verscase
dat a cheat code

ugly boot pan mi foot

e nuh cheap though

mi stilla a sell dog food
an a switch code

e ufo blastoff gah freeport

e coco white like flour when e bleach out

rappa frass pan henny an e weed smoke

pop a x
now mi a move real slow

mi mek e ap freeze
now e 3 cold

(1st Verse)

mi friend dem thief!

like wi involve inna politics

blicky fulla hallow tips
illegal gun inna mi pants

mi affi carry it !

Athlete
fast laka jet
a suh mi travel quick

shhhhh!
pick up smaddy gyal inna di rocket ship

nut inna har mouth, how yu mean?
shi affi swallow kids
fiesty yuh f**k
a weh yu mean?
no apology
pinky colder dan a fridge

audemar deh pan mi wrist
comin lika omnitrix

skeleton
suh yu know e real
rolie hand nuh tick

mix e gucci wid e louis
valentino kicks

pocket fulla bricks
mi gang fulla sticks

(Chorus)
cologne verscase
dat a cheat code

ugly boot pan mi foot
e nuh cheap though

mi stilla a sell dog food
an a switch code

e ufo blastoff gah freeport

e coco white like flour when e bleach out

rappa frass pan henny an weed smoke

pop a x
now mi a move real slow

mi mek e ap freeze
now e 3 cold

(2nd Verse)

hispanic b***h inna mi villa

Nympho

skull jus send e food
weh e info?
tell e runna doe f**k wid e income
white bitch fly dung bring e bricks come
send e loot pan a plane though kingston

spanish gyal a top freak
bring e money pan a plane
fimmi buy e athlete
cheque f**k up e account
mek 10 gran quick

e stick got a switch
p***y watch yu step valentino fi mi kicks

dat a swag mi dawg!
dem cya drip like this

dat a bad mi dawg
e Fnn glock chip

cologne
verscase
dat a cheat code

ugly boot pan mi foot

e nuh cheap doe

mi stilla a sell dog food
an a switch code

e ufo blastoff gah freeport

e coco white like flour when e bleach out

rappa frass pan e henny an e weed smoke

pop a x
now mi a move real slow

mi mek e ap freeze
now e 3 cold

(Outro)

my space coupe bullet proof

rari got no roof
dior for my fragrant
i dont smell like jimmy choo
said he doing fraud
py na wheres the proof
if i tell her link up she goon blow me like a fuse
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Lyrics Sergey Zeynalyan – Ostrov

Lyrics Sergey Zeynalyan – Ostrov

Sergey Zeynalyan-“Ostrov”-(Official music video) Lyrics
Я заберу тебя с собой на остров
Тебя я научу там танцевать , встречать рассветы , провожать закаты, не горевать .

Я заберу тебя с собой на остров мы будем целоваться при Луне , встречать рассветы провожать закаты , все не во сне.

Среди сотни но с тобой , нелегко но я ведь твой герой .
Знаю ценишь , знаю любишь .
И своей дурной любовью ты меня погубишь .

Es aprum em qez hamar
Es shnchum em miayn qez hamar
Ete petq lini ashkharhe shur ktam
miayn miayn miayn qez hamar

Я заберу тебя с собой на остров
Тебя я научу там танцевать
Встречать рассветы, провожать закаты, не горевать .

Я заберу тебя с собой на остров
Мы будем целоваться при Луне
Встречать рассветы, провожать закаты, все не во сне.

Провожать закаты, прово-провожать закаты..

Я заберу тебя с собой на остров
Тебя я научу там танцевать
Встречать рассветы, провожать закаты, не горевать.

Я заберу-заберу на остров, мы будем-будем при луне
Встречать рассветы , провожать закаты, все не во сне.

Я заберу тебя с собой на остров
Я заберу тебя с собой на остров
Я за тебя тебя с собой на остров
Мы будем целоваться при Луне.
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Lyrics Stellar – Stuck On You

Lyrics Stellar – Stuck On You

Stellar – Stuck On You (Official Lyric Video) Lyrics
[Hook]
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Baby whatchu do to my heart
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Or a new tattoo, on my arm

[Verse 1]
You look so good didnt mean to stare
In and out I’ma need some air
Cuz you got me dazed and confused, yeah
Quit playing games baby don’t you dare
Tell me that you’re unaware
That I have been falling for you, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Ohoh, she got me doin’ things I never do
Ohoh, let me tell the truth

[Hook]
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Baby whatchu do to my heart
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Or a new tattoo, on my arm

[Verse 2]
Honestly, if I must confess
I might be just a bit obsessed
With you and you’re Gucci perfume, yeah
You got me dressin’ my best
Wearing my chain and my vest
You know I’d do nothing less
For you

[Pre-Chorus]
Ohoh, she got me doin’ things I never do
Ohoh, let me tell the truth

[Hook]
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Baby whatchu do to my heart
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Or a new tattoo, on my arm

[Bridge]
You’re driving me crazy
You like the mother of Stacy
When she was back in the 80s
Oh my lord
You’re driving me crazy
You like the mother of Stacy
When she was back in the 80s
Oh my lord

[Hook]
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Baby whatchu do to my heart
I think im stuck on you
Like It’s deja vu
Or a new tattoo, on my arm
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Lyrics Set It Off – Punching Bag

Lyrics Set It Off – Punching Bag

Set It Off – Punching Bag (Official Visualizer) Lyrics
Verse 1:
This empty feeling sets in my chest,
And I start to worry,
Try to push it down,
Cast it out,
But I can’t control it…
Hangin on by the strings that you’re pulling,
So you cut me down, just to push me around..

Pre:
Like I’m your punching bag,
Just another pot callin’ the kettle black,
Take it out on someone who won’t hit you back,
Till we’re all as broken as you.

Chorus:
So say goodbye to your Mr. Nice Guy,
You got your wish he’s rotting in hell,
I’m up all night, when you think I’m sleeping,
People pleasing’s never good for your health.
So go fuck yourself.

Verse 2:
On this episode of friend or foe,
You’re throwin’ stones and hope I,
Tie a rope, ‘round my throat, till I start to choke.
You’re a sick, persistent virus under my skin.
Rather set myself on fire, than let you win.
I could give you the world but you’d poison the seas.
I could let down my guard but then all that I’d be is just your…

Pre:
Like I’m your punching bag,
Just another pot callin’ the kettle black,
Take it out on someone who won’t hit you back,
Till we’re all as broken as you.

Chorus:
So say goodbye to your Mr. Nice Guy,
You got your wish he’s rotting in hell,
I’m up all night, when you think I’m sleeping,
People pleasing’s never good for your health.
So go fuck yourself.

Chorus:
So say goodbye to your Mr. Nice Guy,
You got your wish he’s rotting in hell,
I’m up all night, when you think I’m sleeping,
People pleasing’s never good for your health.
So go fuck yourself.
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Lyrics Silent Bob, Sick Budd – Grazie, Addio

Lyrics Silent Bob, Sick Budd – Grazie, Addio

Silent Bob, Sick Budd – Grazie, Addio (Official Lyric Video) Lyrics
[Testo di “Grazie, Addio”]

[Intro]
Quando mi hai lasciato, mi hai fatto il regalo
Più grande di sempre, più grande di sempre
Ora non ti penso e dormo sonni tranquilli
Da quando dormi sotto altre coperte

[Strofa 1]
Io ho ripreso a respirare il giorno in cui te ne sei andata
Mandarti affanculo è stata la mia scelta più azzeccata
Ti stringevo in un abbraccio, tu intanto stringevi il cappio
Quasi mi dispiace per quel tuo nuovo ragazzo
Per me era dipendenza, mica semplice abitudine
Ti ho usata per colmare il mio senso di solitudine
Perché quando ti svegli e non hai mai nessuno attorno
Sei disposto ad accеttare anche la compagnia di un mostro
Ora nei miеi pensieri la tua faccia è sfocata
Uno dei miei più bei ricordi è il giorno in cui te ne sei andata
Il fatto che tu mi abbia tradito senza scrupoli
Mi ha fatto aprire gli occhi e placato le inquietudini
[Ritornello]
Grazie a Dio mi hai detto addio
Grazie a Dio sei andata via
Ora non ti penso e dormo sonni tranquilli
Da quando dormi sotto altre coperte
Grazie a Dio mi hai detto addio
Grazie a Dio sei andata via
Quando mi hai lasciato, mi hai fatto il regalo
Più grande di sempre, più grande di sempre

[Strofa 2]
Ti ho portato a casa, tu la bambola di un horror
Ma del male che hai dentro me ne sono accorto dopo
La mia vita è cambiata da quando ti sei mostrata
Per quello che sei realmente e la tua maschera è caduta
Io meriterei una statua per la pazienza che ho avuto
Per te ho persino pianto, quanto sono stato stupido
Forse è vero, sto sputando nel piatto in cui ho mangiato
Ma ciò di cui mi nutrivo era marcio e avvelenato
Sono stato di merda, non lo nego, ha fatto male
Non avrei mai pensato di doverti ringraziare
Ma non si impara a correre se prima non si cade
È per te che ora so fare distinzione tra le donne e le puttane

[Ritornello]
Grazie a Dio mi hai detto addio
Grazie a Dio sei andata via
Ora non ti penso e dormo sonni tranquilli
Da quando dormi sotto altre coperte
Grazie a Dio mi hai detto addio
Grazie a Dio sei andata via
Quando mi hai lasciato, mi hai fatto il regalo
Più grande di sempre, più grande di sempre
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Lyrics Switch Disco ft Ella Henderson and Robert Miles – REACT

Switch Disco ft Ella Henderson and Robert Miles – REACT (Official Video) Lyrics
24/7, on my mind day and night, all the time
You ain’t even by my side, yeah
24/7, fascinated, you got me infatuated
Feel the power in your eyes, eyes

Must be voodoo you’re doin’, it’s pullin’ me back
Just a sip of your potion and my body reacts
Feel the chemicals movin’, it’s a matter of fact
Every time that you touch me, my body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts
Must be voodoo you’re doin’, it’s pullin’ me back
Just a sip of your potion and my body reacts
Feel thе chemicals movin’, it’s a matter of fact
Every timе that you touch me, my body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts

24/7, on my mind day and night, all the time
Glad my body’s hypnotized, yeah
24/7, dominated by the spell that you created
You take me to paradise

There’s somethin’ ‘bout you, love that magic
Makes me come alive, makes me come alive
Head on fire, red-hot flashes
Brings me back to life, life

Must be voodoo you’re doin’, it’s pullin’ me back
Just a sip of your potion and my body reacts
Feel the chemicals movin’, it’s a matter of fact
Every time that you touch me, my body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts

Think it’s time that I share my confession
You been stuck in my head, my obsession, ooh
If I’m the fire, you’re gasoline
So pour it over me, ooh, yeah

Must be voodoo you’re doin’, it’s pullin’ me back
Just a sip of your potion and my body reacts
Feel the chemicals movin’, it’s a matter of fact
Every time that you touch me, my body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts, reacts, reacts
My body reacts

Oh-oh, ooh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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Lyrics Skeng – 3T (To The Top)

Skeng – 3T (To The Top) Official Music Video Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mi ratha walk wid faith and mi gun inna mi waist tuh mi grave
Nun a dem cyaah block dis ya aim
Bulls eye seven days a di week a di same
Man a hustler mi set a example mi great disappear den mi back
Dem nu realy waan di act
Dem a set trap but mi skip dat
Wi call eh shot
Ratty Gang till mi drop till mi bone dem crack till mi bruck up and f**k up
None a wi nuh luk back
[Chorus]
A tuh di top couple years well man hot
RG wi lef a spot dat stain nuh duh mi dat
Raise eh [?] wid mi son and ave eh Glock inna mi lap
Anything a badda mi mi duh di maths and murda dat

A tuh di top couple years well man hot
Mount a Beast man a drop dark eh dark a corna shop
Alla mi fren Bimma out a Ratty killa dat
Mi mada pot still a bubble everyday shi lift pot

[Verse 2]
Yow a dat gwaan
But mi naah medz dem live inna di past tеnse
Yuh nuh si mi laughing
Colder than di morning nevеr sky larking
Catch yuh pon di board yuh nuh mi deal wid it brawling
Some a dem a drop form bou dem inna top form
Kill dem inna Track Star Ratty gang mad dawg
Dou get eh star killa dem a knock fast
Deven affi lift a straw lifestyle a rockstar

[Chorus]
A tuh di top couple years well man hot
RG wi lef a spot dat stain nuh duh mi dat
Raise eh [?] wid mi son and ave eh Glock inna mi lap
Anything a badda mi mi duh di maths and murda dat
A tuh di top couple years well man hot
Mount a Beast man a drop dark eh dark a corna shop
Alla mi fren Bimma out a Ratty killa dat
Mi mada pot still a bubble everyday shi lift pot

[Verse 3]
Fk di fka dem a Ratty Gang a set di trend
Mi nuh affi hype mi nuh affi boast mi walk di walk mi fren
Mi fren dem a War Head nuh duh di talk again
Pop it off and murda dem buss dem up and cut mi fren
A newbie dem a gun bag mi full dem a gunshot
Lighten and thunda fi idiot weh love chat
Fly back di clutch back mek dem mek dem comfort
Suh mi duh di maths and minus some

[Chorus]
A tuh di top couple years well man hot
RG wi lef a spot dat stain nuh duh mi dat
Raise eh [?] wid mi son and ave eh Glock inna mi lap
Anything a badda mi mi duh di maths and murda dat

A tuh di top couple years well man hot
Mount a Beast man a drop dark eh dark a corna shop
Alla mi fren Bimma out a Ratty killa dat
Mi mada pot still a bubble everyday shi lift pot

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Lyrics Szpilki – Do białego dnia

Szpilki – Do białego dnia (Official Video) Disco Polo Nowy HIT 2023 Lyrics
Jesteś tak piękna
Ze sam nie wierze
Będziesz dziś moja
Wysoko mierzę
Ty palisz wąsy
Ja wciągam białe
Chce żebyś wsiadła na moją pałę
Lubisz ten lokal?
Często tu wbijasz?
Chce się dziś spuścić na twój makijaż
Jestem wywijas
Mam żółty papier
Ty fajne nogi
Paznokcie jak klakier

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard i zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Złóżmy dziś parę
łap za fujarę
Tak jak ty w dupala walę
To dupa piękna, prawdziwy sztos
Mogę do rana jak jebnę w nos
O boże, zaraz ci włożę
Zaraz cię z tego lokalu wywiozę
Dawaj na chatę
Albo do fury
Jara mnie nawet twój zapach skóry

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Jesteś urocza
Bardzo urocza
Chciałbym zawitać do twego krocza
Zrobię ci dobrze
Tak jakbyś chciała
Będziesz z rozkoszy krzyczała
Stoi mi pała, zaraz wystrzeli
Zaraz kotku polegniesz w bieli
Ja cię nie straszę
Ostrzegam tylko
Będzie chodziło w sypialni wyrko

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

Ona fetę, ja kokę
Ona zioło, ja kwasy
Ona Szpilki i drinki
Ja hazard I zawiasy
Ona balet co weekend
A ja balet non stop
Ona z dobrego domu
Ja patola że szok

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Lyrics Saucy Santana – 1-800-BAD-BXTCH

Saucy Santana – 1-800-BAD-BXTCH (Visualizer) Lyrics

Saucy on yo’ mind, no broke boys on my line

What’s yo’ number? 1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed up bitches raise yo’ glasses
Make him run it up, baby, work yo’ magic
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average
What’s yo’ number? (Who that is?) 1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed up bitches raise yo’ glasses
I’m the wifey type, but I can get real nasty
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

1-800-Bad-Ass-Bitch
Call me now, call me now
1-800-Bad-Ass-Bitch
Call me now, call me now

Caller one caught my eye, but I never talk to ‘em
‘Cause if the nigga ain’t steppin’, then I’ma walk through ‘em
Caller two, I hope you got them bands
I really hate to ditch you and run off with your friends
Caller three, say somethin’ to impress me
It’s givin’ long winded, boy, you ‘bout to stress me
Caller four made no mistake, put the icin’ on my cake
Make a nigga double take, make the bitches pump the brakes

What’s yo’ number? 1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed up bitches raise yo’ glasses
Make him run it up, baby, work yo’ magic
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average
What’s yo’ number? (Who that is?) 1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed up bitches raise yo’ glasses
I’m the wifey type, but I can get real nasty
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

1-800-Bad-Ass-Bitch
Call me now, call me now
1-800-Bad-Ass-Bitch
Call me now, call me now

Actin’ like he player? I’ma walk him like a dog
Pullin’ on his wallet? I’ma walk him through the mall
Caller five, kinda tall (Uh-huh), pockets hella thick (Okay)
Love him like a brother, threat him like a trick
Caller six, ain’t no better
Caller seven made me wetter
Think he’s slick, but I’m clever
Caller eight, have yo’ shit together
If that nigga being cheap, you can pass on him (Bye)
Gotta make him spend a tag, blow a bag on it (Ching)

What’s yo’ number? 1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed up bitches raise yo’ glasses
Make him run it up, baby, work yo’ magic
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average
What’s yo’ number? (Who that is?) 1-800-Bad-Bitch
All my bossed up bitches raise yo’ glasses
I’m the wifey type, but I can get real nasty
Top-notch, he can’t treat me like no average

1-800-Bad-Ass-Bitch
Call me now, call me now
1-800-Bad-Ass-Bitch
Call me now, call me now

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Lyrics Samil Memmedli & Ulvi Abidin – Salam Deyersen

Samil Memmedli & Ulvi Abidin – Salam Deyersen (Official Music Video) Lyrics
Mahni Sözləri
Əs ey külək yarıma, arada salam deyərsən
Ona daha ürəyimdə yoxdur inam deyərsən

Qelbinde eyləyərsən, qarğış adamı sevərsən
Bir payız ayrılarsan, bir qış adamı sevərsən
Bu ürəyin başı batsın, yanlış adamı sevərsən
O pul param deyər, sən ürək param deyərsən.

O sənə qarşı səhv edər, yaşadar acı dərd səri
Sonra gec olar heyif ki, sənə qayıdarkən geri
Nə yer tutar ayaqların, nə qalmaz ayaq yeri
Nə onu bağışlayarsan, nə vəssalam deyərsən.

Şairlər sevgiyə müqəddəs desələr də
İnanma sən onlara, saxla eşq ilə pərdə
Sevgi elə dərddi ki, düşsən əgər o dərdə
Sevməyənə ağıllı, sevənə avam deyərsən.

Onu üzüntülü görsən, külək qaçma o yerdən
Qəzəblənsən hirsivi çıxart pəncərələrdən
Şəklimi göstər ona, danış xatirələrdən,
Ölümünə sevdi bir vaxt, səni bu adam deyərsən
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