Twenty Fingers – Decepcionado Letra

Twenty Fingers – Decepcionado [ Lyrics Music] Letra Twenty Fingers G-Alfinar Twenty Fingers – Decepcionado
Uyeeee

Uyeeee

No no no no no no no no
Hey

Tou muito decepcionado
Como o meu coração

Me fez apaixonar por alguém que não merece ser amado

Ando muito zangado
Com o meu coração

Me fez acreditar que ela era mulher da minha vida

Olha só éh
Como tou a sofrer yeah
Me fala estás feliz com meu sofrimento

Olha só éh
O que você fez comigo
Tou triste contigo
Zangado contigo

Coro

Agora só quero tarraxar
Vou deixar a vida me levar (vida leva eu)
Agora só quero tarraxar (tarraxar tarraxar yeah)

Uye uhn
Já não quero mais andar contigo
Não tens sido bom amigo

Uhn uhn, não és boa companhia
Você só me quer ver sofrer pra quê

Já vou te avisar!
Que eu já não quero mais amar
Se quiseres comigo andar
É melhor se controlar uhn
Se controla

Olha só éh
Como tou a sofrer yeah
Me fala estás feliz com meu sofrimento

Olha só éh
O que você fez comigo
Tou triste contigo
Zangado contigo

Coro

Vou deixar a vida me levar
Agora só quero tarraxar
Vou deixar a vida me levar (vida leva eu)
Agora só quero tarraxar (tarraxar, tarraxar yeah)

Eu vou deixar…
A vida me levar

Eu vou deixar…
A vida me levar

Oooh
Yeah

Vou deixar a vida me levar
Agora só quero tarraxar
Vou deixar a vida me levar (vida leva eu)
Agora só quero tarraxar (tarraxar, tarraxar yeah)
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Teddy Swims – Lose Control (Strings Version) Lyrics

Teddy Swims – Lose Control (Strings Version) [ Lyrics Lyrics] Letra Teddy Swims Teddy Swims – Lose Control (Strings Version) [ Lyrics Lyrics]

Somethings got a hold of me lately
No, I don’t know myself anymore
Feels like the walls are all closing in
And the devil’s knocking at my door
Woooahhh
Out of my mind, how many times
Did I tell you I’m no good at being alone
Yea, it’s taking a toll on me
Trying my best to keep from tearing the skin off my bones
Don’t you know
I lose control
When you’re not next to me
I’m falling apart right in front of you
Can’t you see
I lose control
When you’re not next to me, mhm
Yea, you’re breaking my heart
You make a mess of me
Problematic problem is I want your body like a fiend
like a bad habit
Bad habits hard to break when I’m with you
Yeah I know I could do it on my own but I want
That real full moon black magic and it takes two
Problematic problem is when I’m with you I’m an addict
And I need some release
My skin in your teeth
Can’t see the forest through the trees
Got down on my knees
Darlin, please
Oooohhhh
I lose control
When you’re not next to me
I’m falling apart right in front of you
Can’t you see
I lose control
When you’re not next to me, mhmmm
Yea, you’re breaking my heart baby
You make a mess of me, yeahhh
I lose control
When you’re not here with me, mhmm
I’m falling apart right in front of you
Can’t you see
I lose control
When you’re not here with me, mhm
Yea, you’re breaking my heart baby
You make a mess of me, yeahhh
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Tech N9ne – Badge Of Honor Lyrics

Tech N9ne – Badge Of Honor | Lyrics Letra Tech N9ne Tech N9ne – Badge Of Honor | Lyrics
Disclaimer
I realized I couldn’t change how people look at me
But it gets lamer becomin a rich stranger
But some people minimize it until you get angered

My life myself never (had the drama)
Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!
I never needed a (badge of honor)
But the people receiving a (badge of honor)
Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em
Believin ya (grab the llama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!

I grew up in the projects (ninth street) Payless tennis shoes on my feet
He came up in the middle class where it’s (quite neat) rockin the nice clothes and fly sneaks
I started rappin nobody can bar this passion pushin and goin so hard it happened
He started trappin target ass so he started talkin to women in a harlot fashion
I’m on the block like wow, rhyme god class and I aim to spit styles
I was broke and I’m happy entertainin crowds he was in the game sellin cane where shit’s foul
I was thinkin strange and I gained a pen pal solidified a name made a claim that sit proud
On my neck it hang and swang and gets loud he was in a lane fulla pain joined a gang and tripped out
I’m knowing I was gonna be so great biggest fuckin artist in the MO state
Many peeps know Yates gonna eat yo face when I open the coffin I’m gonna need Colgate
He’s really goin at it D-Bo rate with the weapon he steppin and got the negro hate
Why are we so late she shot a brother I shot a video and he got the B.O.H

My life myself never (had the drama)
Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!
I never needed a (badge of honor)
But the people receiving a (badge of honor)
Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em
Believin ya (grab the llama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!

I had a contact to Universal two through rehearsal and it led to a contract
He wanted combat never knowin where the calm at putin a lotta killin upon blacks
I got really good on the flow no doubt tourin around the globe and the shows sold out
He fa sho goes south in a low low’s mouth ran a train on a woman in the remote dope house
I won awards he ran the whores crime is really somethin he can afford
But I’m deep in the Forbes eatin fa sure while he up in the city tryin to even the score
I was runnin guap up sellin records and I know that nobody can stop us
He was runnin gunnin somebody done got touched
I was feelin freedom his energy got bruh locked up
I made the millis and I gave an opportunity to homies in the city got em paid off a unity
But he was in prison the killas they brought the lunacy
He’s the victorious one and they got the eulogy
I am the number one independent since
Forever he got an extended pen sentence
But I (have to comma) and wonder why the great is so hated but he got out and got the badge of honor

My life myself never (had the drama)
Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!
I never needed a (badge of honor)
But the people receiving a (badge of honor)
Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em
Believin ya (grab the llama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!

P.S. this some B.S.!
No matter how hard a brother gotta work he jerked by his people that treat em evil like he cursed the turf
Cause the verse went in reverse so he hurt the church they call you Illuminati when you spurt from dirt
Slave ass mentality when you lavish the pack will hit you on the media with a savage attack thinkin I’m a slave and say my lab is a trap they wouldn’t speak a fuckin word if Travis was black!

My life myself never (had the drama)
Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!
I never needed a (badge of honor)
But the people receiving a (badge of honor)
Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em
Believin ya (grab the llama)
You can move mountains share your things
And still won’t receive a
Badge of honor!

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That Mexican OT – Opp Or 2 (feat. Maxo Kream) Lyrics

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
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Tiko – DAYLIGHT Lyrics

Tiko – DAYLIGHT ( Lyrics) Letra Tiko Tiko – DAYLIGHT ( Lyrics)
Tiko – DAYLIGHT
Too late, you know it isn’t right
Don’t even care and you do it despite
Wasn’t sure if I should have even trust you
Lookin’ back I know it never shoulda been you

Daylight but your movin’ like its night
Stars on your face, and you’re going in solo
I would rather do it this way, instead of getting cliché
I was getting bored until we started on a new day

Honestly, I woulda taken it over a vsco girl I know that you know
It wasn’t that bad, everything we had, but you left yourself way before I did too

You been startin’ fights to get what you want
Always tell a story but you never do enough
You say you’ll change; can’t trust that
You don’t even know where you’re at

But I would still say that you were a classic
You were light then you turned to shade
And it wasn’t what we had first conveyed
I just look away, and it starts to fade

Oh, I shouldn’t care more than I already do
But when I see your eyes makes you harder just to lose

Daylight but your movin’ like its night
Stars on your face, and you’re going in solo
I would rather do it this way, instead of getting cliché
I was getting bored until we started on a new day

Honestly, I woulda taken it over a vsco girl I know that you know
It wasn’t that bad, everything we had, but you left yourself way before I did too

You been startin’ fights to get what you want
Always tell a story but you never do enough
You say you’ll change; can’t trust that
You don’t even know where you’re at

But I would still say that you were a classic
You were light then you turned to shade
And it wasn’t what we had first conveyed
I just look away, and it starts to fade

Oh, I shouldn’t care more than I already do
But when I see your eyes makes you harder just to lose

Too late, you know it isn’t right
Don’t even care and you do it despite
Wasn’t sure if I should have even trust you
Lookin’ back I know it never shoulda been you

Daylight but your movin’ like its night
Stars on your face, and you’re going in solo
I would rather do it this way, instead of getting cliché
I was getting bored until we started on a new day

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That Mexican OT – Hit List (feat. BigXthaPlug & Big Yavo) Lyrics

That Mexican OT – Hit List (feat. BigXthaPlug & Big Yavo) ( Lyrics Lyrics) Letra That Mexican OT That Mexican OT – Hit List (feat. BigXthaPlug & Big Yavo) ( Lyrics Lyrics)
intro: that mexican ot
Ayy, uh, okay, let’s get it, uh-huh, let’s go
Ayy, uh, okay, let’s get it, uh-huh, okay
Let’s get it, uh-huh, okay, let’s get it, uh-huh (ayo, is that that mexican ot?)

chorus: that mexican ot
I walk around with a big stick
It gon’ make lil’ buddy do a backflip (on crip)
Hundred round drum, i don’t miss shit
Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit
Say he want smoke, push up, you can hit this
Boss-ass mexican, i got me a rich bitch
Slide down his block, i’ma knock off his top
I’ma reload the glock, scratch his name off the hitlist

verse 1: that mexican ot
I’m that mexican that they wanna be
Nah, fuck that, i’m the mexican that they wanna see
This that mexican o to the motherfucking t
Put your motherfucking face on a motherfucking tee
Bitch, i stay after f, i’m a motherfuckin’ g
I be plotting and scheming, creepin’ with demons one deep
I got a big ol’ choppa, knock his ass off his feet
Anybody say they got a problem i’ll knock out his teeth
Put a big x on his hеad if he a plug
I’ma call up bigx, that’s my motherfuckin’ thug
We gon’ push up with yoppas and choppas
And yеah, we gon’ pop ‘em, we gon’ let it rain, let it flood
Blow ‘em back with the big mac, fold ‘em like a pretzel
Big booty bitch bust it down like a bezel
I been running round through the streets
I been playing ‘round with the devil
Creepin’ and crawling, i walk with the metal (fah-fah)

chorus: that mexican ot
I walk around with a big stick
It gon’ make lil’ buddy do a backflip (on crip)
Hundred round drum, i don’t miss shit
Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit
Say he want smoke, push up, you can hit this
Boss-ass mexican, i got me a rich bitch
Slide down his block, i’ma knock off his top
I’ma reload the glock, scratch his name off the hitlist

verse 2: bigxthaplug
These niggas be talking and acting like they really outside
You a pussy boy, stop lyin’
Me and my niggas, we strapped with that gunfire
Call that mexican ot, make you sweat like a drumline
Me and my niggas banging the same like one kind
And i never run ‘less it’s 12 on the frontline
Better keep they little pistols, you know that i got mine
Tell my son everyday ‘fore i leave that i’m not dyin’
In my hood i’m connected and good like a stop sign
You not having that shit like you say, boy, stop lyin’
Calling up plays in my circle like matt ryan
Threw a pack to my dawg, ran it up for a touchdown
Phone call with the socket, i love when they touchdown
You niggas ain’t gang or the same, don’t come ‘round
Kick in his door, all he hear is a gun sound (fah-fah)
Fuck around, get his ass gunned down, gang

chorus: that mexican ot
I walk around with a big stick
It gon’ make lil’ buddy do a backflip (on crip)
Hundred round drum, i don’t miss shit
Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit
Say he want smoke, push up, you can hit this
Boss-ass mexican, i got me a rich bitch
Slide down his block, i’ma knock off his top
I’ma reload the glock, scratch his name off the hitlist

verse 3: big yavo
I’m having wock’ in my cup, i can’t get sick (i can’t get sick)
This blick will sit his ass down like a picnic (make him sit down)
My bitch having clips in her purse, not no lipstick (ain’t no lipstick)
Just picked up a stripper off perc’s, i want twin tips (i want—)
Psych, i really want thirty, need that cash in a hurry
These niggas just like a phone with no service (yeah)
She knows i ball, so it be hard to curve me (woah)
Where i’m from, niggas run in your home like a derby (run in your—)
Yeah, everyday i wake and get mula (monyun)
Reach for my neck, send ya ass to the gulag (haha)
Nigga can’t trap, need to go get a new job (go get a—, go get a—)
Young nigga fucked up, still get caught with a screwdriver (go)
Take his shit, ask you, “what you gon’ do ‘bout it?” (what you gon’—)
I put boobs on the stick, give the choppa a new body
‘cause we switchin’ lanes, like, keep up
Designer my frames, i’m spendin’ (frames)
I’m rinsing the pot in the kitchen
If she don’t give brain, i’m dippin’ (i’m gone)
Yeah, ain’t coming off top, then i’m outta there (ghost)
Ain’t gotta go shopping ‘cause i got a lot to wear (still dripped)
Only pack shoes, then shop when i land (shop when i—)
If shawty too stiff, then i’m popping her friend (popping her—)
You know yay having bars, still’ll serve you a xan’ (serve you a xan’)
Free the bro behind bars in the can (both of ‘em)
In cali’ rolling up ‘za with my feet in the sand (feet in the—)
With a clean ass glock incase it get dirty like dan (place it)

chorus: that mexican ot
I walk around with a big stick
It gon’ make lil’ buddy do a backflip (on crip)
Hundred round drum, i don’t miss shit
Hit his ass up, have his mama throw a bitch fit
Say he want smoke, push up, you can hit this
Boss-ass mexican, i got me a rich bitch
Slide down his block, i’ma knock off his top
I’ma reload the glock, scratch his name off the hitlist
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Tech N9ne – Drill Sergeant Lyrics

Tech N9ne – Drill Sergeant | Lyrics Letra Strange Music Inc Tech N9ne – Drill Sergeant | Lyrics
Chorus
Death
Yo’ death nigh set
Yo’ death nigh
Death
Yo’ death nigh set
Yo’ death nigh

Verse 1
O.G
Nobody but the government control me
But to my followers I gotta keep it low key
To keep the image of a nigga that is so free
I approach he, without a father figure
I deliver guap and give a spot to parolees
Makin’ mo’ cheese, pushin’ rocks and regrow weak
Never no permittin’ “fuck the police”
I’m a cold piece
I get at ‘em at a young age
So I can have ‘em in a dumb rage
Really combative in a numb way
Static with my tongue say
Have a littlе fun with the gun spray
But never lеt the hood snipe you
And you gotta know whoever in the hood might sue
So let the good white through
The enemy I’m tellin’ you to murder gotta look like…
You
(Kill ‘em up)
Dreads with the gold teeth
Yeah, are fo’ sho’ thief
Fed with the lead is the motif
(Kill ‘em up)
Set you can show B
Head of the whole street
Cred put a dead nigga so deep
(Kill ‘em up)
Bread be the trophy
Bad to get your breed
Bled hella red for the groceries
(Kill ‘em up)
Never to show grief
Cheddar, get obese
Beg and you plead, give ‘em no peace
Now flip this to music
See, got a company and find the biggest to move it
Yeah, the lyrics are stupid but critics approve it
And people for the wicked will lose it
I take you real far and raise ya
Put out the ill tar and saved ya
Who makes to kill art enslave ya
I am the Drill Sergeant Major
Chorus
Death
Yo’ death nigh set
Yo’ death nigh
Death
(Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started)
Yo’ death nigh set
Yo’ death nigh
(Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started)

Verse 2
Take the energy to IG, Facebook, TikTok
Put your vibe on Twitter
Ain’t no limit, we can buy free made crook, hip hop
It puts the eyes on niggas
Lots of foes waitin’, shot yo’ rotation
To the top, opps and mo’ hatin
Lock and load nation, got the globe breakin’
Your block, so drop your location
Let ‘em know that you a real one, emotion you feel none
Anybody really want it, will come
When he do you, you gotta peel some
Never stoppin’ till the deal done
Nothin’ but a drill, son
Talk a lot is how we make this fame
The hate exchangin’ no face to face is lame
Gotta slide and try to take his chain, the safest thang
To keep livin’ you gotta bake his brains, nigga
(Kill ‘em up)
Called but the cops said
Talk outta pocket
Cross me, you offed in a hot set
(Kill ‘em up)
Walk and you’re not blessed
Lost in the projects
? the false should’a popped Tech
(Kill ‘em up)
When he comin’ nosy
Tell him you don’t know me
Tell him a lotta nothin’ really slowly
(Kill ‘em up)
Callin’ you the dobie
Never expose me
And your family won’t need a sad emoji
You can leave with a blown mind
Or confess to your own crimes
With the feds I’m in a wrong bind
That’ll put my ass away for a long time
So my job is to befriend the funksters
Get ‘em livin’ foul till they deep in the dumpster
Drill sergeant, I lead friends to under
Graves and penal system, I feed them the youngsters
Chorus
Death
Yo’ death nigh set
Yo’ death nigh
Death
(Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started)
Yo’ death nigh set
Yo’ death nigh
(Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started)

Outro
You got big dreams?
You want fame?
Well, fame costs!
And right here is where you start payin’!
In sweat, and in death!
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The Chainsmokers, Shenseea – My Bad Lyrics

The Chainsmokers, Shenseea – My Bad ( Lyrics) Letra ChainsmokersVEVO The Chainsmokers, Shenseea – My Bad ( Lyrics)
I know we set rules, but what can I do?
I think of your body when I’m back in my room
Maybe I’m confused, you’re giving me clues
Alone with my thoughts and now they’re all about you

Don’t go thinking like that, don’t go thinking like that
Don’t go thinking like that, you know I want you so ba-bad
Don’t go thinking like that, don’t go thinking like that

My bad
I didn’t mean to fall in love like that
And you don’t even have to say it back
I didn’t mean to fall in love like that
My bad

Don’t go thinking like that, don’t go thinking like that
Don’t go thinking like that, you know I want you so ba-bad
Don’t go thinking like that, don’t go thinking like that (my bad)

I know what we said, sometimes I forget
When I’m around you, you just have that effect on me
It’s hard to be friends only, I just want your hands on me
Tired of talking, want your lips on my neck

Don’t go thinking like that, don’t go thinking like that
Don’t go thinking like that, you know I want you so ba-bad
Don’t go thinking like that, don’t go thinking like that

My bad
I didn’t mean to fall in love like that
And you don’t even have to say it back
I didn’t mean to fall in love like that
My bad
My bad
I didn’t mean to fall in love like that
And you don’t even have to say it back
I didn’t mean to fall in love like that
My bad

Don’t go thinking like that (I didn’t mean to fall in love)
Don’t go thinking like that, you know I want you so ba-bad
Don’t go thinking like that (I didn’t mean to fall in love)
Like that, my bad
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Tones And I, BIA, Diarra Sylla – BRING IT ON Lyrics

Tones And I, BIA, Diarra Sylla – BRING IT ON Lyrics Lyrics, Letra BIAVEVO
Tones And I x BIA x Diarra Sylla – BRING IT ON Lyrics
Bia

Come and get what you after
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya
Come and get what you after
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya

Ayy, yo, say hello
You gon’ miss it if you slow (slow)
Gonna need games to get in my zone
Matter of fact, all of my own
Let it be known, is a go
I’m way different than these clowns
Gotta put work in that, bring chips home
I’m really hurt, but it is [?]

Call on me now, let me know what’s up (what’s up)
Call on me now, let me feel that rush
Call on me now, give me just one touch
Call on me now, I can’t get enough

Come and get what you after
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya (let’s go)
Come and get what you after
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya

Boom, boom, get on the way back
Boom, boom, do not delay that
Boom, boom, don’t have to say that
I say, I say, come, baby

Body fire, body trouble maker (maker)
Gotta get it, how I live it, I’ma take her (take her)
I’ma loose, canon, yeah, I’m so sporadic when I’m at it
I will not say sorry, that’s just not my nature (nature)

Ooh, yeah, I rock that femenine
Make up, I’m a ten
Ain’t no bringin’ me down (ah)

Come and get what you after
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya (ah)
Come and get what you after (woah)
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka (yeah)
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya

Boom, boom, get on the way back
Boom, boom, do not delay that
Boom, boom, don’t have to say that
I say, I say, come, baby

Now hard steppin’, want it all
Gonna leave it all now the floor
Ain’t no need to switchin’ sides, me, I keep it all, it’s mine
Rockin’ for all night to keep me calm, calm, calm

Come and get what you after
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya (ah)
Come and get what you after (woah)
Bring it on like tiki-tiki, taka (ooh, yeah)
Give it up, give it up, now faster
I’ll give it back at ya

Boom, boom, get on the way back
Boom, boom, do not delay that
Boom, boom, don’t have to say that
I say, I say, come, baby
Boom, boom, get on the way back
Boom, boom, do not delay that
Boom, boom, don’t have to say that
I say, I say, come, baby

Now hard steppin’, want it all
Gonna leave it all now the floor
Ain’t no need to switchin’ sides, me, I keep it all, it’s mine
Rockin’ for all night to keep me calm, calm, calm
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The Beaches – Me & Me Lyrics

The Beaches – Me & Me Lyrics, Letra The Beaches
I know a girl who spent a year and a half crying in the bottom of a bathtub
It was really such a bad look
Then on New Year’s Eve, someone yelled 10, 9, 8
Everybody kissed then she punched them in the face, ooh

‘Cause everybody’s gotta find somebody that’s the point in every movie
You don’t wanna end up like a sad spinster
Just wasting away
Find yourself a mister
Yeah, that’s what they say
That’s what they say

That sounds pretty shitty
And I’m pretty pretty
Sexy in the city
Save your pity, bitch
It’s kinda fun just

Me & me
Table for me & me
Hanging with me & me
Finally free
Won’t waste my life
Self-loathing
Happy I’m going home with me & me
I don’t care, get out my face if you don’t like it

Asking for a friend

If I go twenty-seven years with someone who treats me like shit
Instead of going out with my girls fuckin’ L-I-V-I-N
Is it really such a sin?
Is it really not a win?

‘Cause I’d rather be dead
Than with 99% of all men
When I’m with myself, it’s honestly zen
Might as well be my girlfriend

It’s kinda fun just

Me & me
Table for me & me
Hanging with me & me
Finally free
Won’t waste my life
Self-loathing
Happy I’m going home with me & me

Me & me
Table for me & me
Hanging with me & me
Finally free
Won’t waste my life
Self-loathing
Happy I’m going home with me & me

I don’t care, get out my face if you don’t like it
I don’t care, get out my face if you don’t like it
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