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ne pembedir ne özgür
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bakma öyle yabancılar gibi
sesin ayazken içim üşür
ne korkular azâd ettim be canım
soyun sen de, biraz beni düşün
göremezler canım, göremezler
sende benim gördüğümü,
onlar bi’ yudum nefesler
aşkım yalan değil, ne de hevesten
çok bekledim bunu inan
aç bana yüreğini
göremezler canım göremezler
sende benim gördüğümü,
onlar sığ nefesler
aşkım ne yabana ne de hevesten
çok bekledim bunu inan
aç bana yüreğini
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sitem değil inan ki bu sözlerim
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Jala Brat & Buba Corelli – Hakimi Lyrics Lyrics, Letra IMPERIA
Tekst pjesme “Hakimi”
Strofa 1: Jala Brat & Buba Corelli
Pola ganga pod skupom etiketom
Privatnim letom vratim se u geto
A njena tanga zalivena Moëtom
Svaki dan beton, provjeri mi neto
Bulletproof džip, bebo ja ne gubim fokus
Uletim ti, kao da je hocus-pocus
Nude mi VIP, bijele Moëte i tompus
Uleti tim kao da je čitav korpus
A te, a te oči ko iz Vijetnama
Ten taman, ti bi šetala, budna pet dana
Letalna, al’ ja upozno sam šejtana
Sada mogu jebat onu koja me je hejtala
Pred-Refren: Jala Brat
S ulice smo, znamo da je život zamka
Svima nam je glave došla neka Balkanka
Pare za kluba i auto da se natanka
Džaba žele belaj kad svaki se nasanka
Refren: Jala Brat
Njeno oko moralo je to da snimi
Pušimo, Maroko, dajemo ga ko Hakimi
I dalje u bloku, samo nosimo Amiri
Oni su u šoku, neko mora da ih smiri
Njeno oko moralo je to da snimi
Pušimo, Maroko, dajemo ga ko Hakimi
I dalje u bloku, samo nosimo Amiri
Oni su u šoku, neko mora da ih smiri
Strofa 2: Buba Corelli
Moj Benz je nov, spušten krov
Čuje uzdahe, yeah
Gudra diže u zrak i ne pušta me, yeah
Duga devetka, puna, puna je, yeah
Čuvam je za pucanje na dušmane, yeah
U Dior Boudoir D
Hilton, dođi mi u lobby
Ko Endo noćas me pogodi
U goloj vodi kad ona vodi
A te oči ko iz Vijetnama
Ten taman, ti bi šetala, budna pet dana
Letalna, al’ ja upozno sam šejtana
Sada mogu jebat onu koja me je hejtala
Pred-Refren: Jala Brat
S ulice smo, znamo da je život zamka
Svima nam je glave došla neka Balkanka
Pare za kluba i auto da se natanka
Džaba žele belaj kad svaki se nasanka
Refren: Jala Brat
Njeno oko moralo je to da snimi
Pušimo, Maroko, dajemo ga ko Hakimi
I dalje u bloku, samo nosimo Amiri
Oni su u šoku, neko mora da ih smiri
Njeno oko moralo je to da snimi
Pušimo, Maroko, dajemo ga ko Hakimi
I dalje u bloku, samo nosimo Amiri
Oni su u šoku, neko mora da ih smiri Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Jala Brat & Buba Corelli & RAF Camora – 10 do 2 Lyrics, Letra 10 do 2, a ti na to si me natjerala
Flaša do dna svaki put kad si mi zatrebala
U-na-na-na, moja tuga se je zaljevala
U-na-na-na, svaka druga bi se zajebala
10 do 2, a ti na to si me natjerala
Flaša do dna svaki put kad si mi zatrebala
U-na-na-na, moja tuga se je zaljevala
U-na-na-na, svaka druga bi se zajebala
Ti lijepa kao bog, a ja umoran od sveg
I nije mi do fleksa, Moët, dajte meni njeg
I mrzim ovu noć, ledenu, blijedu ko snijeg
Dok držim ovaj Scotch, trebam jednu nakon nje
I sipaj, sipaj, iako sama je spavala, yah
Sipam, sipam, ako znam da je sanjala, yah
A noći su mi umorne i teške
To su one noći gdje anđeli griješe
10 do 2, a ti na to si me natjerala
Flaša do dna svaki put kad si mi zatrebala
U-na-na-na, moja tuga se je zaljevala
U-na-na-na, svaka druga bi se zajebala
10 do 2, a ti na to si me natjerala
Flaša do dna svaki put kad si mi zatrebala
U-na-na-na, moja tuga se je zaljevala
U-na-na-na, svaka druga bi se zajebala (Ah, ja, ja)
Zehn, zehn vor zwei
Zehn-zehn, zehn vor zwei (Ahh)
Zehn, zehn vor zwei, mit Ekipa im Club, die Musik ist gut, Wodka-Bull am Tisch (Ahh)
Guapa, warte nur auf dich, schau’ auf meine Uhr, aber du kommst nicht
Bist du überhaupt in der Stadt oder auf einer Yacht in Dubrovnik? (Jaa)
Keine andre hat diesen Arsch in deinem Outfit
Guapa ist eine Waffe (Ahh)
Vollautomatik, aber wenn sie dich trifft, dann ohne Bandage (Ja), ey
Hab’ auf sie immer mein’n Appetit (Mhh)
Kenn’ keine KI, die-die so perfekt ist (Ja, ja)
Will dich auf mir bitte, was für Bestie? (Ja, ja)
Wo ich bin, bist du auf der Guestlist
Zehn vor zwei, aber ich vergess’ dich da
10 do 2, a ti na to si me natjerala
Flaša do dna svaki put kad si mi zatrebala
U-na-na-na, moja tuga se je zaljevala
U-na-na-na, svaka druga bi se zajebala
10 do 2, a ti na to si me natjerala
Flaša do dna svaki put kad si mi zatrebala
U-na-na-na, moja tuga se je zaljevala
U-na-na-na, svaka druga bi se zajebala
Baapu Lyrics | Bunny Johal | Honey Dhillon | C Town Lyrics, Letra C Town
C Town Production & C Town Digital presents an official video of the most awaited song “Bapu” by Bunny Johal.
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Jay Rock, Anderson .Paak, Latto – Too Fast (Pull Over) Lyrics , Letra JayRockVEVOYeah
Mami, mami
Ay dios mío, mami
Yeah
Ay dios mío, mami!
Move it, move, you too slow, bruh
Update, time to V8 the motor
Everybody asking where I get the dope from
Update, I ain’t never told no one
No sweat when you doing what you’re ‘posed to do
No stress when I’m checking up on every move
Jumping out the moon roof to the solar
I can see you niggas starting over
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Yes, Lord!
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—
Six trey, rag top with the candy paint
In your bitch face, eat the cake, Anna Mae
niggas acting can animated, I might have to draw the weapon
On the set, send a stepper up the stairway to heaven, I’m a vet
Put up pole dancer in a Mercedes, she want watch P Valley and go half on a baby
I had to play her to the left flag in my right pocket
Space in my waist for the rocket, don’t get out pocket
Yep, yeah, you don’t want that
It’s giving what’s giving, no kizzy
I ain’t never seen an ass like that, stomach on snatch
Swinging 1942 like a baseball bat
I send ‘em home running
The brain ain’t grade A, I don’t know nothing
niggas talking heavy, this a feather on my wing
VVS diamond, Eastside, Johnny, I’m him
I mean—
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Yes, Lord!
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—
Latto
Sitting behind five percent tint
Might pull up to the party, pay a bad bitch rent
We ain’t blood, we ain’t kin, don’t be be calling me, “Sis”
First bitch sneak diss, first block get bent
Latto not a little one
Bitches want a come up, ain’t gon give ‘em one
Pull up in the skrrt, then I pull off in a different one
A bigger one, expensive one, a Lamb-ie or something
Put a switch on that ass like a granny or something
niggas getting knocked out, signed to RCA but I be feeling like a Top Dawg
Probably getting topped off somewhere where with the top off
Never did the talking, always been the one they talk ‘bout
Pull over, that ass too fat
Fuck ‘em good, pat myself on the back
It’s a hell of a cat, no scatt
I look like a Barbie, act just like a brat
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Too fast
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—
Makaveli, pack a valley
I done died and went to heaven
Came back in the 1963 Chevy with gold Pirellis
I just wanted something better, anything to feed my belly
Now I got the seat at the table
Ain’t shit you can tell me
Baby, I’m a whole problem
Put a lotta people on
Gotta keep a, keep a round
Don’t panic when I hit the-hit the bomb up
I was up dumb late, waiting for a bag, chasing
A birdie on my shoulder told me, “Slow up
It’s about patience”
Fourth quarter, throwing lobs out of desperation
I was lost, nigga
That’s why I love you, girl
I swear to God
Pour the SelvaRey all on you, girl
Let’s go
Move it, move, you too slow, bruh
Update, time to V8 the motor
Everybody asking where I get the dope from
Update, I ain’t never told no one
No sweat when you doing what you’re ‘posed to do
No stress when I’m checking up on every move
Jumping out the moon roof to the solar
I can see you niggas starting over
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Too fast
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—
Oğuzhan Koç – Yok Lyrics Lyrics, Letra Oğuzhan Koç
‘Yok’ Şarkı sözleriyle,
Hiçbir anlamı yok ayrılığın çok istedin oysa
Her çiçek solar koparmazsan da kurur dalında
Kal nereye kadar bilmiyorum sürer bu aşk
Ben son anını bile yaşamak istiyorum
Alamadığım, satamadığım, kaçamadığım aşkın mı sen söyle
Bir gün anarsan
Beni ararsan
Bi sigara yakarsan
Çektiğin duman benim için yanarsa geçmez ne yaparsan bi kadeh koyarsan içtiğin yudum benim
Bir gün anarsan
Beni ararsan
Bi sigara yakarsan
Çektiğin duman benim için yanarsa geçmez ne yaparsan bi kadeh koyarsan içtiğin yudum benim
Alamadığım, satamadığım, kaçamadığım aşkın mı sen söyle
Hiçbir anlamı yok ayrılığın çok istedin oysa
Her çiçek solar koparmazsan da kurur dalında
Kal nereye kadar bilmiyorum sürer bu aşk
Ben son anını bile yaşamak istiyorum
Alamadığım, satamadığım, kaçamadığım aşkın mı sen söyle
Bir gün anarsan
Beni ararsan
Bi sigara yakarsan
Çektiğin duman benim için yanarsa geçmez ne yaparsan bi kadeh koyarsan içtiğin yudum benim
Bir gün anarsan
Beni ararsan
Bi sigara yakarsan
Çektiğin duman benim için yanarsa geçmez ne yaparsan bi kadeh koyarsan içtiğin yudum benim
Diogo Defante – PADEIRO [Official Music Video] Lyrics, Letra DIOGO DEFANTE
acorda bem cedo
ele abre a padaria
molda seus pães em formato de pinto
desde pequeno não perde essa mania
pênis é seu maior vício
no colégio ele desenhava rolas
em seu caderno
nessa fissura tão louca por jeba
que sempre foi um mistério
refrão:
padeiro
viciado em órgão reprodutor masculino
padeiro
viciado em órgão reprodutor masculino
la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
a clientela adora seus pães
em forma de broa escrotal
com dois sonho e um pão bengala
forma-lhe um belo de um pau
no colégio ele desenhava rolas
em seu caderno
nessa fissura tão louca por jeba
que sempre foi um mistério
refrão:
padeiro
viciado em órgão reprodutor masculino
padeiro
viciado em órgão reprodutor masculino
lau lau lau lau lau lau
lau lau lau lau lau lau lau
la la lau
lau lau lau lau lau lau
lau lau lau lau lau lau lau
ele sofria calado
tentando esconder
sua verdadeira faceta
chamava de jairo, pinguielo, caule, pemba, larissinho
e até de vampeta
refrão:
padeiro
viciado em órgão reprodutor masculino
padeiro
viciado em órgão reprodutor masculino
lau lau lau lau lau lau
lau lau lau lau lau lau lau
la la lau
lau lau lau lau lau lau
lau lau lau lau lau lau lau Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Dax – “God’s Eyes” Lyrics Lyrics, Letra Dax
I’ve never God’s eyes
But I seen the devils
He walks with man on Earth
At different levels
He knows the king we serve
So hates and meddles
And prays that we all burn and turn to rebels
He tried to get my soul
But I’ll never settle
I’ll walk this lonely road
From the Burbs to ghettos
I’ll take the gift bestowed
And return a vessel
I am the one they chose
Yeah yeah yeah
Rebellious in our ways
been sinners since birth
He knew that it would happen
when he put us on this earth
We’ve demonized religion brought corruption to the church
We know price everything but we don’t know the worth
We spend all of our time idolizing false prophets
Comparisons the enemy stop watching others pockets
The social systems broken
We divide on every topic
They fabricate the truth
Then we all monetize the gossip
We know the problems and we see them, but don’t wanna change we’re desensitized to every issue cause they let us profit off of peoples pain in this dystopian age we are the game that he plays, and all the evil deceitful people shake our faith
I’ve never God’s eyes
But I seen the devils
He walks with man on Earth
At different levels
He knows the king we serve
So hates and meddles
And prays that we all burn and turn to rebels
He tried to get my soul
But I’ll never settle
I’ll walk this lonely road
From the Burbs to ghettos
I’ll take the gift bestowed
And return a vessel
I am the one they chose
Yeah yeah yeah
Our God is an awesome artist in perilous times we seek his grace as the world and times we face turn fake in the face of the devils mirages
In the midst of the pain distain and the medias push of all this garbage I pray that you keep your faith as the whole world breaks and the real get disregarded
It’s bout time that we take it back
The Weights to great for the Camels back
Strong men made life an easy task and now the weak men feminize every act
In the church and the workplace every class
On the television screen and the state of rap
All virtues gone and has to fade black
we’re in hell on earth and it gon collapse integrities lost hedonism we incentive
Gods on the way the revolution will be televised
Gone to far don’t know if we can rectify
At those gates we will testify
So I’m saying it now before they counter it clockwise we are living in times where the wickedest all rise the intelligent fall and the stupidest all thrive and the real get pushed aside
I’ve never God’s eyes
But I seen the devils
He walks with man on Earth
At different levels
He knows the king we serve
So hates and meddles
And prays that we all burn and turn to rebels
He tried to get my soul
But I’ll never settle
I’ll walk this lonely road
From the Burbs to ghettos
I’ll take the gift bestowed
And return a vessel
I am the one they chose
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LLEFLIGHT – VÁMONOS PA LA EUROPA FT GINO MELLA, BEST (Lyrics Broken) Lyrics, Letra Lleflight
Estar con putas no me hace
Sentir un hombre satisfecho
Y contigo quiero hacer todas las cosas
Que con ninguna mujer yo he hecho
No me puedo dormir sabiendo
Que está vacío el lado derecho
Mami que bien te ves en el espejo
Que está instalado en el techo
Y yo te quiero pa’ mí no te quiero pa’ ma’ nadie
La letra chica del amor
El detalle, me rompieron el corazón
Y tuve 7 años de mala suerte porfa no me falles
Vamos pa’ la Europa
Y no es pa’ andar metiendo mano, es pa’
Llevarla de la mano, mi chanchita, mi princesa, mi loca
Una vuelta por milano pa’ que veai’ como cambiaron las cosas
Vamos pa’ la Europa
Y no es pa’ andar metiendo mano, es pa’
Llevarla de la mano, mi chanchita, mi princesa, mi loca
Una vuelta por milano pa’ que veai’ como cambiaron las cosas
[¿Oye hermano mío, como te ha ido en el amor?]
De la maraca, todo me parecía mal
Hasta que conocí a mi flaca
Con usted quiero gastar la plata
Y si alguno me la jotea’ suena el placa’ placa’
Contigo quiero gastar en el mall hacerle rico el amor
No quiere cosas cara, solo quiere que le den valor
Usted me tiene caliente como tempura rolls
No te saco de la cabeza ni con paracetamol
Compa esa loquita’ a mí me gusta
Me tiene pensando brígido y eso me asusta
Diosito cuídamela, mucho, mucho
Porque no quiero que se me vaya nunca
Vamos pa’ la Europa
Y no es pa’ andar metiendo mano, es pa’
Llevarla de la mano, mi chanchita, mi princesa, mi loca
Una vuelta por milano pa’ que veai’ como cambiaron las cosas
Vamos pa’ la Europa
Y no es pa’ andar metiendo mano, es pa’
Llevarla de la mano, mi chanchita, mi princesa, mi loca
Una vuelta por milano pa’ que veai’ como cambiaron las cosas
¿Mami dime donde?
Una vuelta por milano o mejor te llevo pa’ Roma
Con tu ex era rutina, yo te saqué de la zona
Mi reina se merece un castillo y una corona
Tiene cintura chiquita y yo le digo mi guatona, mi bruja
En el amor se pierde y gana
Yo me siento ganador regaloniandote en la cama
Busque el amor en putas y en relaciones insanas
Tú eres todo lo que pedí y me llegaste de la nada
Estoy feliz wachita’ me sacaste de la vola’
No quiero ir a la disco ni hablar con una pela’
De puro mirarle los ojitos sé que de mí está enamorada
Vamos pa’ la Europa
Y no es pa’ andar metiendo mano, es pa’
Llevarla de la mano, mi chanchita, mi princesa, mi loca
Una vuelta por milano pa’ que veai’ como cambiaron las cosas
Vamos pa’ la Europa
Y no es pa’ andar metiendo mano, es pa’
Llevarla de la mano, mi chanchita, mi princesa, mi loca
Una vuelta por milano pa’ que veai’ como cambiaron las cosas
Gucci Mane – Married with Millions Lyrics, Letra Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane – Married with Millions
Intro
Huh
Yeah
Brrah
(Once again, I’m locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Go
Chorus
I’m married with millions (Huh), I’m married with millions (Huh?)
I’m married with millions (Huh?), I’m married with millions (Wop)
Said fuck an entourage, it’s ‘bout my wife and children
They said, “Guwop, where you been?” Been tryna stack a billion (Huh)
I’m married with millions, I’m married with millions (Yeah)
I’m married with millions, I’m married with millions (Yeah)
My house so goddamn big, this shit look like a building (Huh)
They like, “Guwop, where you been?” I been wheelin’ and dealin’ (Go)
Verse 1
This a lowdown dirty industry, it’s full of envy (Hate)
Niggas wearin’ costumes, they ain’t who they pretendin’ (Fake)
Remember when I first got hot, niggas tried to befriend me (Hot, hot, hot)
I had one bad episode and they held it against me (Well, damn)
Had a real close friend, found out he was snitchin’ (Wow)
I didn’t really give a fuck, it was none of my business (Give a fuck)
Nigga took the stand on me and got me convicted
Talkin’ ‘bout aggravated assault, some shit ‘bout a pool stick (Wop)
Champagne bottle ‘cross the head and they blamin’ the convict
Why they always bring my name up whenever it’s conflict? (Wop)
Say I threw her out the what? Them people was lyin’
When the judge gon’ believe me? When pistol flyin’?
Chorus
I’m married with millions, I’m married with millions (Huh)
I’m married with millions, I’m married with millions (Yeah)
Said fuck an entourage, it’s ‘bout my wife and children (Fuck ‘em)
They said, “Guwop, where you been?” Been tryna stack a billion (Cha-ching)
I’m married with millions (Wow), I’m married with millions (Woah)
I’m married with millions (Huh?), I’m married with millions (Well, damn)
My house so goddamn big, this shit look like a building (It’s big)
They like, “Guwop, where you been?” I been wheelin’ and dealin’
Verse 2
Main priority right now is just ice and Iceland (Ice)
I remember in ’06, I had the icy Breitling (Brr)
Had a fistfight in Rice Street, them boys was knifin’ (Knife)
Just freed my homeboy Ralph, that boy had life, man (Woah)
Free my nigga Grant quick, he doin’ a life (Life)
Free my nigga Tame too, he gave me advice (Free him)
Said, “Be thankful for your kids and thankful for your wife” (Mwah)
“You done did it once, so get out there and do it twice” (Go)
Exotic coupes with features and exotic beaches (Wow)
I do it for the fam, I cut off all the leeches (Facts)
The streets taught me a lot, it was my greatest teacher (Woah)
I’m not the best role model, I am not a preacher (Guwop)
Chorus
I’m married with millions, I’m married with millions (Huh)
I’m married with millions, I’m married with millions (Yeah)
Said fuck an entourage, it’s ‘bout my wife and children (Fuck ‘em)
They said, “Guwop, where you been?” Been tryna stack a billion (Cha-ching)
I’m married with millions (Wow), I’m married with millions (Woah)
I’m married with millions (Huh?), I’m married with millions (Well, damn)
My house so god damn big, this shit look like a building (It’s big)
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