The night falls
I watch you sleep
The dust from the ceiling falls
And my hands are warm
The mothlike creatures
I wish I had their wings
In the dead of night
I feel
I can’t close my eyes
It’s clear
If I stay awake
He will stay alive
Like a rattlesnake
Sound is my bite
Faith is what you make of it
I thought I told you not to step outside
You stay in line
Your freedom is how you pay for it
Just cover your face and stay in line
Faith is what you make of it
I thought I told you not to step outside
You stay in line
Your freedom is how you pay for it
Just cover your face and stay in line
Дівчина, така дівчина
Дівчина, така дівчина
Дівчата рулять
Місто засинає, натягнули підбори
Мафія дівчат, яскраві диско-кольори
Місяць наш хрещений, ну а ніч – наша сестра
Кроп-топ, ми генерація гугла
У нас fashion gang, наш beauty сленг
Поламає тобі голову, o shit bang bang
Передай помаду, захопи просекко
З нами будь-яка тусовка стане супер дискотека
Всі підкати, в сторону хлоп’ята
Апероля літр
Хей, не чіпай руками мій глітер
Diddy – Stay Awhile (ft. Nija) [ Lyrics Letra] Letra Diddy Diddy – Stay Awhile (ft. Nija) [ Lyrics Letra]
I am the boss
I’m him
Relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You’re now rollin’ with the sounds of the l-o-v-e
Mm-hmm-mm
Mm-hmm-mm (yeah, come on)
Mm-hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm-mm
Return to the dancefloor, yeah
I said, return to the dancefloor
Come on (yeah)
Frequency
Let’s go
Come give me all your love
Come show what’s up
The way you look at me, aw, baby
Fuck around and drive you crazy (come on)
Let me show you what a real woman is for once
‘Cause you oughta know (yeah)
Baby, is it alright?
Make a moment into eternity
Oh, baby, is it alright? Yeah
Post up with the Netflix
Makin’ breakfast while I’m sayin’ this
Baby, won’t you stay awhile (stay awhile, stay, stay, stay)
Yeah, gotta run away in the mornin’ (stay awhile, stay, stay, stay)
Baby, won’t you stay awhile (stay awhile, stay, stay, stay)
You’re the only one that I’m wantin’ (stay awhile, yeah, yeah, stay awhile)
Baby, yeah (yeah, turn this up, yeah, let’s go)
Everything long (come on, yeah)
Stick the world up and give it to my daughter (take that)
Can’t help a God, I hustle for a father (that’s right)
Made it shake, she fell in love with harlem, so I took her to harlem (let’s go, yeah)
Love twisted, I need it, God sent (God sent)
My truth is no secret, I live it (I live it, I live it)
Yeah, yeah, I brag different (come on)
Give me the same feelin’ when I had crush (ooh-wee)
Say my name, baby, I appear (I appear)
I showed her to love without havin’ fear (the north, baby)
All I ever been is what a legend is (you see it)
Girl, you fuckin’ the greatest rapper that ever lived
Baby, won’t you stay awhile (stay awhile, stay, stay, stay)
(It’s love motherfuckers, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, puff daddy motherfuckers)
Yeah, gotta run away in the mornin’ (stay awhile, stay, stay, stay)
(Bad boy motherfuckers, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Off the grid motherfuckers, yeah)
Baby, won’t you stay awhile (stay awhile, stay, stay, stay)
(Yeah, come on, yeah, stay a while)
You’re the only one that I’m wantin’ (stay awhile, yeah, yeah, stay awhile)
(Yeah, come on, ayo, come on, yeah, come on)
Baby, oh, oh-oh (come on)
You know the frequency, yeah
You know the frequency
Come on
You know the frequency, yeah
You know the frequency, yeah
You know the frequency, yeah
You know the frequency
Come on
You know the frequency, yeah
You know the frequency, let’s go Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Jdot Breezy & Lil Poppa – Fan Or A Killer ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Jdot Breezy Jdot Breezy & Lil Poppa – Fan Or A Killer ( Lyrics )
Intro
(Scotty just caught him a body)
(That’s T-Will)
Verse 1: Lil Poppa
Think I’m done talkin’ ‘cause they ain’t tryna listen
Done with all my bitches if they don’t come kissin’
Need a fairy godmother to grant my wishes
Made it rain cocaine in the middle of the trenches
Less pain, more riches
Mama said she washed her hands with me like she did the dirty dishes
I told you niggas I wasn’t playin’ with it, this my life, this my decision
I gotta stand with it
Go legit, then you go missing
Before the boogieman get us
Hold on, who the man?
This bitch said, “You the man, nigga”
Wanna pop one? Sure, you can
Want me to do some Xans with her
Chorus: Lil Poppa
I don’t know if this a fan or a killer
I don’t know what’s in they plan
But I do know they can come right now ’cause I just finished prayin’
Told ‘em I can’t move my hand, hurry up and take a pic
I just woke up to them bands, now he a hundred grand richer
Verse 2: Jdot Breezy
A hundred grand, I need like seven figures
Ever since I could remember, knew that I was bigger
Man, the shit that I was facin’, they tried to play me little
No more bein’ basic, expensive taste and I ain’t ridin’ rental
I’m on top and I’m hot now, you niggas played
Dot, why you walkin’ like that? Huh, I got that thing
You know goin’ against the grain come with a lot of pain
Leave a heavy stain on niggas, I’m perpetrating with that flame
Bro seein’ red when he slide
He sin and he sin
Murder man, murder man
You gotta let me know somethin’
This shit done got realer
Load up for war, what’s the plan?
Verse 3: Lil Poppa
This shit been movin’ too slow
Tell ‘em speed it up, done had to get a new load
That’s just what you get for trustin’ niggas with you
Shit, a ho gon’ be a ho and I’ma be a nigga
So I don’t see the difference
She say money make her dizzy
It’s thirty thousand in my britches
Fuck her, then I ditch her
When I want the head again, I tell her that I miss her
Baby, pull up, bring your dental
That shit help with my mental
Watch every stepper off my finsta
If you slip, they gon’ get you
Chorus: Lil Poppa
I don’t know if this a fan or a killer
I don’t know what’s in they plan
But I do know they can come right now ‘cause I just finished prayin’
Told ‘em I can’t move my hand, hurry up and take a pic
I just woke up to them bands, now he a hundred grand richer Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
MaWhoo – Ngilimele [Feat. Deep Sen, KingTalkzin and Mthunzi] ( Lyrics Letra) Letra MaWhoo MaWhoo – Ngilimele [Feat. Deep Sen, KingTalkzin and Mthunzi] ( Lyrics Letra)
Check out the lyrics the full song with official video to listen to, Learn to sing this song. available for all countries Song lyrics not found: Submit the lyrics of this song.In the form! letras2.com
[formidable id=4] Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
ZillaKami x SosMula – Locksmith ( Lyrics Letra) Letra City Morgue ZillaKami x SosMula – Locksmith ( Lyrics Letra)
Locksmith by City Morgue (ZillaKami x SosMula)
[Zillakami Verse]
Godzilla Nigga You Can’t Kill A Killa,
Metal Clutchin Like No Russian Nigga Im The Drilla,
Niggas Tryna Throw Well Then Come Complete Ya Goal,
Niggas Tryna Rob Me Ima Break Ya Fuckin Nose,
Yea
Oh You Want My Stuff I Will Never Give It Up,
Oh You Wanna Fight I Know I Already Won,
Only Need Results I Don’t Need Opinions,
Got This 40 On My Waist And It Weighs A Ton,
[Chorus]
Locksmith Not Clock-Smith I Am One,
When I Cock It And I Pop It Hit Ya Son,
Im A Problem Im A Morgue Boi Better Run,
Im A Problem If You Talk Boi You’ll Get Hung,
Yea
[SosMula Verse]
Uh I Send Em Up Send Em Up The River
Uh I Send Em Up Send Em Up The River
Ya Ain’t Gonna Here No Rara Swimming Wit Them Fishes
You Ain’t Gonna Hear No Rara Swimming Wit Them Fishes
Bitch Ya Going Bye Bye Big Stick Extended
Pull Up In A Fly Ride Big Whip Is Tinted
Bitch Im Really High High Never In My Feelings
Bitch I Might Just Sky Dive Off 50 Ceilings
My Stick Been Going Ra Ra Since We Was Children
Bitch I Need Die Die Wit 50 Million
Way Before The Deal Bitch I Been The Villain
Before We Was Popping Pills We Was Benadryling
[Chorus]
Locksmith Not Clock-Smith I Am One,
When I Cock It And I Pop It Hit Ya Son,
Im A Problem Im A Morgue Boi Better Run,
Im A Problem If You Talk Boi You’ll Get Hung,
Yea X3 Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Jay Jody – B!TCH I’M GOOD (feat. A-Reece) [ Lyrics Letra] Letra JAY JODY Jay Jody – B!TCH I’M GOOD (feat. A-Reece) [ Lyrics ]
Good
Uh
I’m feeling good,uh
Eish
I’m living good
Mmm
I’m feeling good
Uhh
Good
Uh
I’m feeling good
Uh
I’m living good
Mmm
Brand new location
Got proof of payment
Trees on rotation
I feel amazing
Bitch, I’m good
Right
Bitch, I’m good
Right
Uh
Brand new location
Got proof of payment
Trees on rotation
I feel amazing
Bitch, I’m good
Yeah
Bitch, I’m good
Look
I ain’t got much
But she know I ain’t no munch
I can drop 2k now for the brunch
Just so she know the bands all march
Baby, I’m parched
I’m thirsty
Back to back shots of Julio Blanco
Come and kick it with the Mans like Sancho
I got Netflix , gang weed and a convo
Good
Yuh
Smoke good
I just put cheese in the wood
I heard niggas got beef in the hood
I’m so good I ain’t gotta wish a nigga would
How you outside and you don’t get booked
Nigga this shit right here’s for the books
This shit
Blue Tape,bitch
This shit didn’t even need no hook
I ain’t got much
But she know I ain’t no bum
I can drop a hundred k just on us
I made a quarter mill just this month
We could vacay like three four months
We can hit onyx
Just get drunk
Just rolled up like three four blunts
l can make it back soon as I wake up
Bitch I’m good
Brand new location
Got proof of payment
Trees on rotation
I feel amazing
Bitch, I’m good
Right
Bitch, I’m good
Right
Brand new location
Got proof of payment
Trees on rotation
I feel amazing
Bitch, I’m good
Yeah
Bitch, I’m good Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Blackbriar – Forever and a Day ( Lyrics ) Letra Blackbriar Letra Blackbriar – Forever and a Day ( Lyrics )
You wanted forever and a day
But a day is all I could give away
You touched my heart, it is true
But it doesn’t belong to you
Oh, it doesn’t belong to you
My handsome poet, with golden eyes
Today I am yours, and today you are mine
But please do not ask when you’ll see me again
For my heart belongs to another man
Oh, my heart belongs to another man
Such piercing eyes, as if you’re mesmerized
Like I was some kind of myth
Someone you would die to be with
Such piercing eyes, mesmerized
Like I was some kind of siren
You made me smile, feel admired and free
Together with you on this deserted beach
This is how I will remember us
And I hope you will forget me not
Oh, I hope you will forget me not
Such piercing eyes, as if you’re mesmerized
Like I was some kind of myth
Someone you would die to be with
Such piercing eyes, mesmerized
Like I was some kind of siren
And you would swim the wildest waters to get on my island
You wanted forever and a day
But a day is all I could give away
You wanted forever and a day
But a day is all I could give away
You wanted forever and a day
But a day is all I could give away Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Il Tre – BIG SHOW (feat. Nicola Siciliano) [ Lyrics Visual Art ] Letra IL3OFFICIAL Il Tre – BIG SHOW (feat. Nicola Siciliano) [ Lyrics Visual Art ]
Testo di “Big Show” ft. Nicola Siciliano
Intro: Il Tre
Uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh
Santa Maria delle Mole nel posto, silenzio, silenzio
Uoh, uoh, uoh
‘Sta roba qua è big (Uh) show, show, show
Pura classic shit, uoh, uoh, uoh
Strofa 1: Il Tre
Sto per ritornare up, giuro, sì, fra’, lo faccio
Diventerò una star, MVP, col mio braccio
Se la tiro da tre, holy shit, sì, la insacco
Fra’, puoi sentire il “ciaf” come James, come Baggio
Mi dicono: “Dai droppa”, d’accordo, la droppo
Roba che spacca troppo, I’m in love with the coco
Non parlo di una Lambo, dei ferri o del blocco
Fumo, ma niente arrosto, sei carne per il fuoco
Però non sei mio fra’, mi dispia’, è così
La colpa non è la tua, mon amour, c’est la vie
Lo faccio ancora per chi non ha biz come me
Fra’, io c’ho solo le skills e dei beat sul mio cell
Sì, mi bastano i miei fan, le mie hit per il club
E sul palco faccio i trick tipo stile Drogba
Sono ancora in piedi, sì, leggi qui, terzo round
E non ho cambiato street, faccio touch e dopo down
Ho della roba che scotta, la tengo nei baggy
Non parlare di me, fra’, se non te ne intendi
Mi puoi trovare qui, nella street, nei muretti
Perché ho fatto del cash, ma non scordo i parchetti
Io sto nel posto e non mi sposto
Faccio questa merda qualunque sia il costo
Dimmi cosa fare che faccio l’opposto
Fare questa roba è come il Padre nostro, uoh
Ho il corpo pieno d’inchiostro e tatuaggi addosso
Perdo sangue, tutto rosso
Sono grosso in questo gioco sporco
Indietro non ci torno, piuttosto ci muoio
‘Sta roba qua è big (Uh-uh) show, show, show, show
Pura classic shit (Uh-uh), uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh
Sì, ‘sta roba qua è big (Uh-uh) show, show, show, show
Pura classic shit (Uh-uh), uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh
Sì, ‘sta roba qua è big
Bridge: Nicola Sicialiano
(Grr, slatt)
(Yeah, slatt)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
NS, pe sempe
Strofa 2: Nicola Siciliano
Come 50 (50)
Sto ‘int’ô candy shop, I’ve got a millie
Giro ‘o munno, scengo a Piccadilly (Yeah, ah)
Capa rasata, sfumata
 casa nun c’hanno truvato, frate’, simmo ‘e peggio (Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah)
Simmo nate pe suffrí (Grr)
Picciò nun putimmo mentí, no, uoh (Yeah, rrah, yeah)
Ah, ah, ah, ce l’aggio fatta solo i’
Sempe pe cazze d”e mi’, ah-ah (Slatt, slatt) (Uoh, ah, slatt) (Ah)
Simmo sempe nuje e, si ce stammo nuje, nn’ce sta cchiù nisciuno
Tope abballano si ‘e gatte non ce stanno
Saglio a galla comme quando sbaglie taglio
Maglia misa sott’ê maglie pe coprire ‘o ghiaccio
Ccà n’inferno, sento chi si more ‘e famme (Slatt, slatt)
Lasciame stá cu ‘sti social cca na vita m’abbasta
Ah, dateme ‘o rispetto areto ca rischio ‘e cundanne
Ritornello: Il Tre
Pura classic shit (Uh-uh), uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh
Sì, ‘sta roba qua è big (Uh) show, show, show, show
Pura classic shit (Uh-uh), uoh, uoh, uoh, uoh
Sì, ‘sta roba qua è big
Outro: Nicola Siciliano
(Brr)
Tu vvuó arraggiuná cu’mmé? (Yeah)
Ma p’arraggiuná cu’mmé (Pih)
Hê sapé ‘e lame sott’ê ‘scelle Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Dan + Shay – Then Again ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Dan And Shay Dan + Shay – Then Again ( Lyrics Letra )
If I could go back then again I woulda held onto that Bronco
Took the work week off for that boys’ trip to Colorado
Stuck around for graduation
Been a little bit more patient
Finished my degree I might be rich
Then again I wouldn’t be sitting here with my whole world in my arms
Stealing kisses on a Sunday afternoon
There’s a few things that I might have changed if
God put me in charge
Then again I would’ve never met you
If I could go back then again I’d say sorry to Savannah
Take one last trip to Grandpa’s house just outside Atlanta
I’d spend more time at 507
Send a few more prayers to heaven
If it were up to me
Who knows where I’d be
Without the heartbreaks and hard goodbyes
And all the wrong turns that turned out right Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
