The Kid LAROI – NIGHTS LIKE THIS ( Lyrics ) Letra TheKidLAROIVEVO The Kid LAROI – NIGHTS LIKE THIS ( Lyrics Letra)
Verse
Hold my hand until we turn to ashes
Love me ‘til they put me in my casket (Casket)
I got all these feelings that I’m maskin’ (Maskin’)
Can I lay it on you? That’s what I’m askin’
Day one, kissing, a house, it’s your parents
Dived ‘fore you went in, how’d you forget it?
I think about you and nothin’ else, on me
If you would just come over, I could show you for myself
Chorus
And it’s night like this when I need your love
When I need someone that’ll rid my soul
It’s night like this, nights like, nights like this, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Bridge
Nights like this
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Chorus
And it’s night like this when I need your love
When I need someone that’ll rid my soul
It’s night like this, nights like, nights like this, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics ) Letra Timeless Bangers Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics )
Аh аh аh
Yоw bluе fасе
Ме nо truѕt nоthіng name new faсe
Мe know human ѕtуle them
Yeah уeah
Yow me know human ѕtуle them
You сan’t tame nor spoіl them
А better you stay silent silent silent
Dawg when you a fly ‘way
No tell thеm you appoіntmеnt
А bеtter you stay silent silent silent
Yeah
Вlue face me know them bad
Мe buy а cаr аnd me tell them a rental
Me know friend ?
Listen fi me friend song
Іf fi loyal a crime thеn mе know mе wоuld a dо a prisоn sentence
Watch weh you tell girl ‘pon pillow talk
Іn a street watch weh you tell man
Me study people like me a get eхam
Nevеr yеt wrong
Mе know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent silent silent
Dаwg when уou а flу ‘wау
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent silent silent
Yow
Me start pree viciоus
Me seе friеnd switch up fi nоthіng
Вut wеed weh ѕmell lіke cіtruѕ
Воmboclaat biѕhop
Нead-side fi stitch up
‘member real killer no b!tch out fi rich out
Ѕmall talk start make from bashy start work ‘pon the big house
Work in silent but a everybody see now
Ѕay јah јah will nеvеr lеf’ we out
Me know humаn style them
You cаn’t tаme nor spoil them
A better yоu stay silent silent silent
Dawg when yоu a fly ‘way
Nо tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent silent silent
Yeah
Тame nor spoil them
Silent silent silent
Whеn you a flу ‘waу
Silent silent silent
Yow bluе facе
Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics) Letra Timeless Bangers Chronic Law – Silent Thoughts ( Lyrics )
Ah, ah, ah
Yow, Blue Face
Me no trust nothing name new face
Me know human style them
Yeah, yeah
Chorus
Yow, me know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Dawg, when you a fly ‘way
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Yeah
Verse 1
Blue face, me know them bad
Me buy a car and me tell them a rental
Me know friend ?
Listеn fi me friend song
If fi loyal a crime, thеn me know me would a do a prison sentence
Watch weh you tell girl ‘pon pillow talk
In a street, watch weh you tell man
Me study people like me a get exam
Never yet wrong
Chorus
Me know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Dawg, when you a fly ‘way
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Yow
Verse 2
Me start pree vicious
Me see friend switch up fi nothing
But weed weh smell like citrus
Bomboclaat, Bishop
Head-side fi stitch up
‘Member real killer no bitch out fi rich out
Small talk start make from Bashy start work ‘pon the big house
Work in silent, but a everybody see now
Say Jah Jah will never lef’ we out
Chorus
Me know human style them
You can’t tame nor spoil them
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Dawg, when you a fly ‘way
No tell them you appointment
A better you stay silent, silent, silent
Yeah
Bridge
Tame nor spoil them
Silent, silent, silent
When you a fly ‘way
Silent, silent, silent
Yow, Blue Face
Outro
Yow, Blue Face
Me no trust nothing name new face Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Lola Brooke – Don’t Get Me Started ( Lyrics ) ft. Coi Leray, Nija Letra LolaBrookeVEVO Lola Brooke – Don’t Get Me Started ( Lyrics ) ft. Coi Leray, Nija
Yeah
Lola, what we doin’, Lola?
Doin’ the things we like to do, Coi
Hahahaha
You know my body
Shake it fast, down below
Make ‘em spend it, throw them Os (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Up, down, throw it ‘round (oh, yeah)
Pop it like a pro (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Please don’t get me started (please don’t get me started)
Been a fly bitch before the clip I have just departed
Did it all in one wife-beater ‘cause it’s different garments (it’s different, baby)
I want parts my opps too so we split the target
You know I’m gettin’ my loot back regardless
Pesos and the bitch I trust
Don’t beef ‘bout cheese if it ain’t ‘bout the lust
Them shots be real and the rooms keep us
Catch that, take this, mm, hut
Big dawg from above
And the pussy can’t be touched
Move Wock’, that’s too much
Pussy sad, make it blush
Up, up, up, up, up
Throw that ass up, up, up, up, up
We should throw that dope, dope, dope, dope, dope
We should throw that dope, dope, dope, dope, dope
Shake it fast, down below
Make ‘em spend it, throw them Os (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Up, down, throw it ‘round (oh, yeah)
Pop it like a pro (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m really it, no tag
I told these bitches don’t mention my name in none of they raps
Treat your block like a turntable, yeah, we spinnin’ it back
We in New Jersey, we in New York, yeah, run that shit back
Hold on, yeah
Bubblegum, bubblegum in the dish
Yeah, how many niggas wanna make me them bitch?
How many diamonds wrapped ‘round my wrist?
This bitch still bad, she more than a ten
This bitch still bad, her face like Lola
Tryna fuck some, see the splash emoji
Itty bitty butt, my ass stay poking
My freak nigga buy me a diamond choker
We don’t leave the club till that shit is over
Yeah, roll another blunt, hate bein’ sober
Remy and Coke, don’t do no coke, yeah
I step on these bitches in Balenciaga
Throwin’ it back, all you see is the Prada
Got a Y, so I look like a model
There’s blood in his tee and its color yellow
Walk in this bitch, girl, I’m rude, don’t say hello
Big-ass chain like I got on a medal (yeah, yeah)
Price goin’ up on these bitches-es levels (these levels, levels)
Yeah, we on demon time, we the new rebels
Shake it fast, down below
Make ‘em spend it, throw them Os (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Up, down, throw it ‘round (oh, yeah)
Pop it like a pro (ayy, ayy)
Green like go
I get it up, green like go
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah
Please don’t get me started
Please don’t, ah, please don’t, ah Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Trippie Redd – Van Cleef Island ( Lyrics ) Letra Trippie Redd Trippie Redd – Van Cleef Island ( Lyrics )
Shit, I went and did it again
I went and got me a ten, I went and bought me a Benz
She wanna get in Bottega, she wanna get in Bentayga
She want the latest her lens, I need the latest F.N. (Ayo, Oddwin)
Smokin’, chillin’, in the devil’s den, bad bitch said my dick a medicine
She say, “Spread your wings ‘cause you’re heaven-sent,”
When I speak, it’s biblical, a prophet
All these bitches into profits
Sex ed’, baby, nutty profеssor
Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dressеr
I promise you never gon’ be on my level
All that hate and that jealousy, that shit the devil
Dig your own grave, I’ll get the shovel
I get that bag, fo’ sho’, I hop out a Jag’, fo’ sho’
Keep me a mag’, fo’ sho’, I’m havin’ a blast, fo’ sho
Might blast this ho if you talk down on gang, lil’ bitch
Get left in the past, lil’ ho’
If I pull up and hop out, lil’ bitch, it’s a fashion show
Gloria Glam just like a Diva
Don’t get too close like I’m evil
No, I don’t know many people, no
Know I’m Big Redd, keep some lil’ green like holiday season
Know I’m the one to believe in, ask yo’ bitch, she believe it (Woo-hoo)
Trust in God, you know I’m the truth
Blunt too high in the sky, on the roof
Say I’m not livin’, what you talkin’ ‘bout? Coo
Say I’m not bangin’, who you talkin’ ‘bout, foo?
Semi’ said I wasn’t even talkin’ ‘bout you
But you can be dead
Put it on the song, boy, I wasn’t talkin’ ‘bout you
Shit, I went and did it again
I went and got me a ten, I went and bought me a Benz
She wanna get in Bottega, she wanna get in Bentayga
She want the latest eye lens, I need the latest F.N
Smokin’, chillin’, in the devil’s den, bad bitch said my dick a medicine
She say, “Spread your wings ‘cause you’re heaven-sent,”
When I speak, it’s biblical, a prophet
All these bitches and the profits
Sex ed’, baby, nutty professor
Chanel bags and Van Cleef on the dresser Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Junior | tentando acertar Letras, Lyrics: Junior | tentando acertar Letra
Só mais um fim de tarde
Outra garoa em SP
O céu tá cinza e eu atrasado
pra chegar a tempo
Com o passar da idade
A ansiedade vem pra ver
Não deixa fazer nada
Além de tempestade em copo d’água
Eu tenho que confessar
Tem coisa que não muda
E se a gente mudar
A vida continua
Todo dia acaba
Todo medo passará
Toda paz é rara
Toda sede é pra matar
Todo tempo é pouco
Toda sorte tem azar
Todo mundo é alvo
Tentando acertar
Tentando acertar
Com o passar da idade
A ansiedade vem pra ver
Não deixa fazer nada
Além de tempestade em copo d’água
Eu tenho que confessar
Tem coisa que não muda
E se a gente mudar
A vida continua
Todo dia acaba
Todo medo passará
Toda paz é rara
Toda sede é pra matar
Todo tempo é pouco
Toda sorte tem azar
Todo mundo é alvo
Tentando acertar
Toda fé se abala
Todo céu vai clarear
Todo nó desata
Tudo vai só pra voltar
Todo tempo é pouco
Toda sorte tem azar
Todo mundo é alvo
Tentando acertar
Oh Oh
Tentando acertar
Tentando acertar Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Rick Ross, Meek Mill – Million Dollar Trap ( Lyrics) Letra RickRossVEVO Rick Ross, Meek Mill – Million Dollar Trap ( Lyrics)
Intro : Meek Mill & Future
Back drawin’ again
ATL Jacob, he a fuckin’ millionnaire
Chorus: Meek Mill
Party at the penthouse
Tell them hoes, “If you ain’t fuckin’, y’all gotta get out”
Yeah
Ownership, this ain’t no rent out
We ain’t flashin’ no guns
These niggas gon’ die, we pull that stick out
Verse 1: Meek Mill
I ain’t tryna throw no ones, tryin’ to take a bitch home, and pay her rent out
Nigga ain’t really nobody, you turn into a body if I put a hit out
Twin bad bitches in a lobby waitin’ for me, I gotta slip out
Heavenly shit on my body, I’m like a virgin who ain’t been out
Godly
Shorty had surprised me, she said she wanted molly
I keep on swipin’ this black card, they keep on checkin’ my ID
Most these niggas, they act hard, ‘til shit turn to a robbery
Got real shooters in my backyard and rain things like Kyrie, okay
One of my hoes wanted bread for some water, I sent her to Bali
My hood lil’ bitch ain’t never seen nothin’, get happy when we go to Hibachis
Tracker on the car, I move so quick, so fast they can’t even find me
Back on your door, got Southside henchmen that’s with me, get real, real slimey
Huh, I’ma give these niggas somethin’ they can talk about, okay
My young nigga put on ‘levens just to walk ‘em down, okay
Once you say it’s up, it’s nothin’ we can talk about, no way
If he hate too much, or pose a threat, I tell my young boys, “Spray”
Chorus: Meek Mill & Rick Ross
Party at the penthouse
Tell them hoes, “If you ain’t fuckin’, y’all gotta get out”
Yeah
Ownership, this ain’t no rent out (Biggest)
We ain’t flashin’ no guns
These niggas gon’ die, we pull that stick out (Han)
Verse 2: Rick Ross
Break the lab, walk in the jeweler just to pick up bags
Caught a feelin’ and spent a million on your fickle ass
In the bed, I’m gettin’ head with my pen and pad
Winnipeg, arm and a leg when in my candy rag
Seated throne, I feel at home with my Nia Long (Yes)
Smell like money when you around me, so it’s free cologne
Rich as fuck, to keep it real, bitch, I need some more (More)
Friend or foe, the way I’m movin’, will I live to know? (Know)
Am I pinnacle? No (No)
Am I cynical? Yes (Yes)
Am I swimmin’ in dope? (Dope)
Can you get it for less? (Less)
It’s too good to be true (True), word, so call me collect (Yes)
Hoes in Coconut Grove, I like callin’ for sex
Biggest
Chorus: Meek Mill
Party at the penthouse
Tell them hoes, “If you ain’t fuckin’, y’all gotta get out”
Yeah
Ownership, this ain’t no rent out
We ain’t flashin’ no guns
These niggas gon’ die, we pull that stick out Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
R JOTA | FACU FOUR PLACK – ESTA MAL DE LA CABEZA (VIDEO OFICIAL) Letras, Lyrics:
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CALL ME INSTEAD ( Lyrics ) Letra TheKidLAROIVEVO CALL ME INSTEAD ( Lyrics Letra)
The Kid LAROI
Don’t let it go to your head
Things that they said
They made their bed (They made it)
Give you reasons you should call me instead
Tears wouldn’t shed
I know you’re scared
Um
How’s everyone know what’s best for you
When I’m right here next to you?
Said that you get it, but you never do
Said that he loved you, it was never true
So now you’re torn between
Lettin’ it in and gettin’ revenge
Be in the house or bein’ with your friends
Closin’ your heart and keepin’ it open
No, these decisions don’t get easy
I told you I would not disappear on you
I’m prayin’ for a lifetime miracle, ‘cause
The taste of love in your mouth got sour, sour, sour, uh
Don’t trip, I’ll be there within an hour
The past yours, but the future is ours
Don’t let it go to your head
Things that they said
They made their bed (They made it)
Give you reasons you should call me instead
Tears wouldn’t shed
I know you’re scared
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
T-R-U-T-H, the truth, I love you
After all we been through, look at how we done grew
I want that Rolls-Royce and you want it too
I have nothing for to say to your crew, hold up
I seen you pass out because of that spam
Don’t come back ‘til you spend one M, yes, ma’am
Ooh, they want your shoes and I choose you
Ooh, I act a fool, out the roof with it, Top
I buy you a brand new car, pull up on your block
All them hoes gon’ jump in and they salt us down
I make Lil Dump flash out if I don’t want ‘em ‘round
That’s your bitch, not my friend, tell her calm down
She gon’ tell you to leave
Then double back all on her own, bitch, please
I got your symbol and heart on my sleeve
Don’t listen to anything that that bitch speak
The Kid LAROI
Don’t let it go to your head
Things that they said
They made their bed (They made it)
Give you reasons you should call me instead
Tears wouldn’t shed
I know you’re scared
We’re both hanging on with one hand
‘Cause everything happened so fast
I look at her and I see pure fear in her eyes
And I know she most definitely saw pure fear in my eyes too
And that’s the first time I felt like I was gonna die Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
TOO YUGAN – NO ATACAN [VIDEO OFICIAL] Letras, Lyrics:
Intro
Don’t make me laugh
It’s official, you suck, hahahahaha—
‘Tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, yeah
‘Tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ’tacan, ’tacan, yeah
‘Tacan, ‘tacan, ’tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, yeah
Like
Pre-Estribillo
Poner al Too Yugan un rítmico pacto
Poque me escuchan mil y pico tantos
Porque no me fui de un beat ni con laptop
No es otro mítico, típico tacto
Estribillo
No soy un santo, soy más como un demon
Music filosa, te corta las venom
‘Toy en la 150 sin freno’
Son ciento cincuenta disparo’ certero’
Verso
Soy un versátil, anfibico, raptor
Cínico, adicto a la weed de Gelato
Todos tus dientes de un crítico parto
Hay más de uno que se come el impacto
Toda esa esencia está contaminada
Tengo a esa angelita contra mi cama
Ya no’ еntendemo’ hasta con la mirada
Ya no hay testigo’, cеrré la ventana
Los desmantelo like moto robada
El humo mantengo en zarpada inhalada
Tengo mis pulmones con litros de agua
Difícil jugar con la cancha minada
Y cuando los veo agachan la mirada, yeah, yeah
Y cuando los veo agachan la mirada, yeah, eh
Refrán
Esto’ motherfucker’ no se rescatan
Tengo puesta la de Scream y una faca
Flashean de enemie’, pero no atacan
Flashean de enemies, pero no atacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan
Flashean de enemies, pero no atacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan
Puente
‘Tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, yeah
‘Tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, ‘tacan, yeah
Estoy en la 150 sin freno’
Son ciento cincuenta disparo’ certero’
No soy un santo, soy más como un demon
Music filosa, te corta las venom
Estribillo
No soy un santo, soy más como un demon
Music filosa, te corta las venom
‘Toy en la 150 sin freno’
Son ciento cincuenta disparo’ certero’
Post-Estribillo
Soy General Shao
Aprendo a curarme la herida calla’o
A no sonar como un disco raya’o
Los secret’ lo’ guardo like un sobre sella’o
Soy General Shao
Aprendo a curarme la herida calla’o
A no sonar como un disco raya’o
Los secret’ lo’ guardo like un sobre sella’o
Outro
Yugan de mil kilowatts
Haciendo phonk de en serio
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