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Seven (feat. Latto) – Clean Ver. Lyrics

Seven (feat. Latto) – Clean Ver. Lyrics
Verse 1: Jung Kook
Weight of the world on your shoulders
I kiss your waist and ease your mind
I must be favored to know ya
I take my hands and trace your lines

Pre-Chorus: Jung Kook
It’s the way that we can ride
It’s the way that we can ride (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Think I met you in another life
So break me off another time (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You wrap around me and you give me life
And that’s why night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Chorus: Jung Kook
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Seven days a week

Verse 2: Jung Kook
You love when I jump right in
All of me I’m offering
Show you what devotion is
Deeper than the ocean is
Wind it back, I’ll take it slow
Leave you with that afterglow
Show you what devotion is
Deeper than the ocean is

Pre-Chorus: Jung Kook
It’s the way that we can ride
It’s the way that we can ride (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Think I met you in another life
So break me off another time (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You wrap around me and you give me life
And that’s why night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Chorus: Jung Kook, Latto
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right (I’ll be lovin’ you right)
Seven days a week
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week (Oh, oh, seven days a week)
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night (Night after night)
I’ll be lovin’ you right (I’ll be lovin’ you right)
Seven days a week
(Big Latto)

Verse 3: Latto, Jung Kook
Tightly take control, tightly take his soul
Take your phone and put it in the camera roll (Uh)
Leave them clothes at the door
What you waiting for? Better come and hit ya goals
He jump in it both feet
Going to the sun-up, we ain’t gettin’ no sleep
Seven days a week, seven different sheets
Seven different angles, I can be your fantasy
Open up, say, “Ah”
Come here, baby, let me swallow your pride
What you on I can match your vibe
Hit me up and I’ma Cha Cha Slide
You make Mondays feel like weekends
I make him never think about cheatin’
Got you skippin’ work and meetings
Let’s sleep in, yeah
(Seven days a week, ooh)
Chorus: Jung Kook
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second (Oh-oh-oh)
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Seven days a week (Oh)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second (Hour, minute, second)
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Seven days a week
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Singuila Feat. Gaz Mawete – Linga Nga Lyrics

Singuila Feat. Gaz Mawete – Linga Nga Lyrics

Tant que je ne suis pas là
J’lui ai dit de prendre soin de toi
Demande-lui n’importe quoi
Il le fera mon bébé eh
Mon petit frère est un bon gars
Je sors dans quelques mois
La prison on oubliera
Il faut qu’on tienne mon bébé

Tu es toute seule, les rues sont pleines de loups
Je te confie à lui
Ici tous racontent qu’avec le temps leurs chéries sont parties
Ah même si parfois je te sens distante
C’est toi qui me permets de tenir je suis
Prêt pour tout ce qu’on s’est dit ooh bébé

Ah mais linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
Mais pesa nga mabanzo linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
Oh my baby girl mais linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
Mais linga nga baby linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
Mon bébé

Je commençais à la trouver vraiment belle
J’avais du mal à me détacher d’elle
J’étais censé la protéger de tout danger
Avant que mon frère revienne
Amoureuse de moi, et moi d’elle
Folle de moi, fou d’elle
J’étais censé la protéger de tout danger
Avant que je ne revienne

J’ai pas prévu tout ça
J’ai pas été trop sage
Une go stylée comme toi
 La chair est faible bébé
Mon grand frère est un bon gars
Pourquoi lui faire autant mal
Il est en prison pour moi
Suis-je le diable bébé eh
(ooooh)

Okomi koyebisa nga  to fondé ya biso famille
Awa na kufela elingi ndeko nanga aza wapi
Ah motema na nga mawa na yembi na leli na symphonie
Déjà tosumuki oh bébé =

Ah mais linga nga
Linga nga motema linga nga
Mais pesa nga mabanzo linga nga
Linga nga motema linga nga
Oh my baby girl linga nga
Linga nga motema linga nga
Linga nga baby linga nga
Linga nga motema linga nga bébé oh

T’étais censé la protéger de tout danger avant
Amoureuse de moi, et moi d’elle
 Folle de moi, fou d’elle
T’étais censé la protéger de tout danger
Avant que je ne revienne

O koti bilanga nanga o bosan’o famille
Ba tikaka ntaba na pondu te wana p’eyebani
O motema na nga mawa sentir kosa la connerie
Ngonga ngo ebeti ooh agara

Ah mais linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
Linga nga, mais pesa nga mabanzo linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
Oh my baby girl linga nga
Mais linga nga motema linga nga
linga nga bébé linga nga
linga nga ma baby girl
yo yo yo yo
yo yo yo yo

 

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All My Boast Is in Jesus – Keith & Kristyn Getty, Matt Boswell, Matt Papa Lyrics

All My Boast Is in Jesus (Lyric Video) – Keith & Kristyn Getty, Matt Boswell, Matt Papa Lyrics
What wonder of wonders, what love is this
That Christ would die for me
His goodness, His merit, His righteousness
This sinner’s only plea

O foolish pride, be crucified
The work is finished

All my boast is in Jesus
All my hope is His love
And I will glory forever
In what the cross has done

Now fully forgiven, my life is filled
With graces undeserved
For mercy that flowed down that sacred hill
Let praises now return

Rise up my soul, and bless the Lord
Who else is worthy?

All my boast is in Jesus
All my hope is His love
And I will glory forever
In what the cross has done

O praise the One forever blessed
Him alone my heart adores
And I will boast in nothing less
Than the love of Christ my Lord

O praise the One forever blessed
Him alone my heart adores
And I will boast in nothing less
Than the love of Christ my Lord

I boast not in riches, in strength or might
But in the grace of God
I glory in weakness, to live is Christ
In plenty or in want

That I may know, that all may see
His pow’r within me

All my boast is in Jesus
All my hope is His love
And I will glory forever
In what the cross has done
Now I stand in this freedom
Ransomed, clean in His sight
And I cannot be ashamed for
My boast is Jesus Christ
My boast is Jesus Christ
Forever my boast is Jesus Christ

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Coco Jones, Justin Timberlake – ICU Lyrics

Coco Jones, Justin Timberlake – ICU (Remix / Lyric Video) Lyrics
Something ’bout your hands on my body
Feels better than any man I ever met
Something ’bout the way you just get me
I try and I
Don’t ’cause I
Can’t forget

You got a feel and a soul
That I need in my life
Oh
And though we may grow
I don’t know why we don’t grow apart

Maybe I need you
I breathe you
Turning my heart blue
Maybe I need you
When I leave you
ICU

First we agree that we’re better as friends
I delete every message that we sent
Try to move on with somebody less like you
I don’t know how we end up in the red
Find myself reading you comments again
And then end up in each other’s heads
It all makes sense because

You’ve got a feel and a soul
That I need in my life, babe
Oh, oh
And though we may grow
I don’t know why we don’t grow apart, babe
Baby

Maybe I need you
I breathe you
Turning my heart blue
Maybe I need you
When I leave you
ICU

Maybe I just feel lost without you
Maybe I’m just pissed off without you
Baby, my life’s just off without you
Maybe your worth it all to me, baby
Maybe, maybe
Just maybe
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Are Daulat Ya Shohrat Dua Loge Tum – Are Daulat Shohrat Kya Loge Tum

Are Daulat Ya Shohrat Dua Loge Tum (Official Video) Are Daulat Shohrat Kya Loge Tum Lyrics

Arey Daulat Ya Shohrat Dua Loge Tum
Ya Koi Mehal Naya Loge Tum

Arey Dolat Ya Sorat Dua Loge Tum
Ya Koyi Mehal Naya Loge Tum

Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
Ho Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
Ho Meri Zindagi Se Jaane Ka Kya Loge Tum

Meri Zindagi Se Jane Ka Kya Loge Tum
Meri Jindagi Se Jane Ka Kya Loge Tum

Ye Chand Ya Taare Hawa Loge Tum
Ya Likhne Ki Meri Kala Loge Tum

Yaar Mere Tu Bta De Mujhe
O Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
O Meri Zindagi Se Jaane Ka

Arey Kuch To Bol Munh To Khol
Pyar Bhi Dhoondh Ke De Denge
Are Kuch Toh Bol Muh To Khol
Pyar Bhi Dhondh Ke De Denge

Aur Kya Karde Tujhko
Hum Naya Yaar Bhi
Dhundh Ke De Denge

Aur Kya Kardein Tujhko
Hum Naya Yaar Bhi
Dhoondh Ke

O Mujhko Yoon Jaldi
Bhula Loge Tum
Ho Jab Ghairon Se
Nazrein Mila Loge Tum

Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
O Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
Ho Meri Zindagi Se Jane Ka

Lawaris Hai Pyar Tera Ghar Baar Koi Nahi
Tu Dushman Hai Ab Mera Yaar Vaar Koyi Nahi

O Sanki Hai Pagal Hai
Pagal Banata Hai
Jaise Maine Chhoda
Mujhe Ankhe Yoon Dikhata Hai

O Pata Nahi Kya Chahta Hai
Maan Thodi De Denge
Jaan Hai To Kya Hua
Jaan Thodi De Denge

Ho Mera Bhi Zameer Hai
Aisa Thodi Hota Hai
Zindagi Mein Har Cheez
Paisa Thodi Hota Hai

Ho Ishq Bhi Koyi Cheez Hai
Khuda Hai Gawaah Hai
Ho Ja Jaani Tujhe Meri
Yeh Baddua Hai Yeh Baddua Hai

Ke Chahoge Jisko Gawa Loge Tum
Jo Karte Ho Shayari Bhula Loge Tum

Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
Ho Yaar Mere Tu Bata De Mujhe
O Meri Zindagi Se Jane Ka Kya Loge Tum

Meri Zindagi Se Jaane Ka
Kya Loge Tum
Meri Zindagi Se Jaane Ka
Kya Loge Tum

Ho Meri Zindagi Se Jaane Ka
Kya Loge Tum

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Chris Jedi, Dei V – Notón Letra

Chris Jedi, Dei V – Notón Letra
Letra de “Notón”

Coro
Y es que la nota de la perco, baby, ya me explotó
Hoy la movie la tengo en play, nadie la pone en stop
Hoy sí yo voy pa’ encima, contigo o con tu amiga
O si no, pues, con las do’, el party sigue después del club
Y es que la nota de la perco, baby, ya me explotó
Con to’ mis nene’ en la disco metiendo la presión
Vestío’ diseñador, me bajé del maquinón
La quinta con el tambor y ella con su babydoll

Verso
Cuando salimo’, somo’ un montón
No me falte’ o te saco el pistolón
Una peli, solo falta el popcorn
Y las babiе’ just wanna have fun bailando reggeatón
Dalе, prende otro blunt (Oh)
‘Tamo en jode’era y vacilón (Oh)
Súbete el musicón (Oh-oh)
Y disfrútate el notón (¿Qué?) y pásala cabrón (Oh-oh)

Refrán
Diablo, qué loquera cogí anoche (Eh)
Casi estrelle el coche (Oh)
Puse una baby en pose
Hoy voy pa’ las misma’ después de las doce
Diablo, qué loquera cogí anoche
Casi estrelle el coche (Oh)
Puse una baby en pose
Hoy voy pa’ las misma’—

Es que la nota de la perco, baby, ya me explotó
Hoy la movie la tengo en play, nadie la pone en stop
Hoy sí yo voy pa’ encima, contigo o con tu amiga
O si no, pues, con las do’, el party sigue después del club
Y es que la nota de la perco, baby, ya me explotó
Con to’ mis nene’ en la disco metiendo la presión
Vestío’ diseñador, me bajé del maquinón
La quinta con el tambor y ella con su babydoll (Oh-oh)

Refrán
Diablo, qué loquera cogí anoche (Eh)
Casi estrelle el coche (Oh)
Puse una baby en pose
Hoy voy pa’ las misma’ después de las doce
Diablo, qué loquera cogí anoche
Casi estrelle el coche (Oh)
Puse una baby en pose
Hoy voy pa’ las misma’ después de las doce

Outro
Yeah, yeah
Dei V
Underwater, ah-ah
Los Flav
Mera, indicando, Jedi
‘Tamo aplicándola
No fallamo’
Gaby Music
Ya tú sabe’, nosotros somo’ los que somo’
Y los que son andan con nosotro’, jaja
¿Oíste, cabrón?
Este e’ el del flavor
Con Los Marciano’
La Familia
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Sett – Call My Bluff Lyrics

Sett – Call My Bluff [Official Music Video] Lyrics
Intro
(Once again I’m locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)

Chorus
He don’t feel me, I don’t feel him (Nigga, fuck you, nigga)
Nigga research me and he know I’m that nigga (Know I’m that nigga)
Research him, he a pretender killer (Actin’-ass nigga)
He act for the image, I’m sure he no hitter (No, he ain’t on shit)
He a PT nigga, pillow talkin’, he tender (Pillow talk)
He talk too much, his ? ain’t here (Nigga hushin’)
He say I’ma pop, I’m doin’ too much (I’m doin’ too much)
Two pockets stuffed, nigga, call my bluff (Call my bluff, nigga)
I ain’t even put my finger, a nigga gettin’ touched
I touched back down in the city, niggas tucked (Tuck thеy ass)
See, MARVIN got locked, niggas gettin’ tough (Free MARVIN)
I’m spinnin’ that shit, nigga, I don’t give a fuck (I don’t givе no fuck)
Bet I stand on a nigga lyrics, I know he cap
Niggas be hoes and they crew gettin’ slapped (Slap, slap)
Niggas pluckin’ (Pluckin’)
Ain’t no smoke that I’m duckin’ (I ain’t duckin’ shit)

Verse 1
My niggas keep blitzin’ like they playin’ rugby (Ball)
Free Steady G, I’m still up out here thuggin’ (Steady G back)
Glock to a nigga face for all that muggin’ (All that muggin’)
Not a regular rapper, I’ll still get ugly (I’ll still get back up)
Me and HISPEED too deep in a striker
Junior and G for the back for the trend (From the backside)
Three lines, E-way, we drip, fuck the end (E-way)
Red get the ? ‘bout 5 AM
Got it on feet, got to run with the Gs (Run with them killers)
Get you a parkin’ lot, crank up the fan (Fan, nigga)
Bust the window, might as well spin (Come here)
Bet they don’t spin on Murder Tate again (Don’t spin on that block again), actors

He don’t feel me, I don’t feel him (Nigga, fuck you, nigga)
Nigga research me and he know I’m that nigga (Know I’m that nigga)
Research him, he a pretender killer (Actin’-ass nigga)
He act for the image, I’m sure he no hitter (No, he ain’t on shit)
He a PT nigga, pillow talkin’, he tender (Pillow talk)
He talk too much, his ? ain’t here (Nigga hushin’)
He say I’ma pop, I’m doin’ too much (I’m doin’ too much)
Two pockets stuffed, nigga, call my bluff (Call my bluff, nigga)
I ain’t even put my finger, a nigga gettin’ touched
I touched back down in the city, niggas tucked (Tuck they ass)
See, MARVIN got locked, niggas gettin’ tough (Free MARVIN)
I’m spinnin’ that shit, nigga, I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give no fuck)
Bet I stand on a nigga lyrics, I know he cap
Niggas be hoes and they crew gettin’ slapped (Slap, slap)
Niggas pluckin’ (Pluckin’)
Ain’t no smoke that I’m duckin’ (I ain’t duckin’ shit)

Verse 2
Nigga gettin’ dropped on here, no bullet (Facts)
Nigga talkin’ ‘bout Drac’, everything on here fully (Switch)
Switch to the face, clear the scene when you do it
Suit up all black, I can’t see what you doin’
Droppin’ the bread, black tape, he gettin’ to it (Sweet)
I’ll bust his head, it’s green, let’s do it (Murder and love)
Murder and love takin’ over the city (Bust down on ‘em)
Pushin’ the issue, I’m startin’ the engine
I ain’t picky with niggas, he certi’, he with me
Te amo, Headtap Murder, he with me (Fuck The Opps Crazy)
Fuck The Opps Crazy, I’ma shirt me a nigga (Okay)
Every opp that played got a hearse from my niggas, we smush ‘em
Chorus
He don’t feel me, I don’t feel him (Nigga, fuck you, nigga)
Nigga research me and he know I’m that nigga (Know I’m that nigga)
Research him, he a pretender killer (Actin’-ass nigga)
He act for the image, I’m sure he no hitter (No, he ain’t on shit)
He a PT nigga, pillow talkin’, he tender (Pillow talk)
He talk too much, his ? ain’t here (Nigga hushin’)
He say I’ma pop, I’m doin’ too much (I’m doin’ too much)
Two pockets stuffed, nigga, call my bluff (Call my bluff, nigga)
I ain’t even put my finger, a nigga gettin’ touched
I touched back down in the city, niggas tucked (Tuck they ass)
See, MARVIN got locked, niggas gettin’ tough (Free MARVIN)
I’m spinnin’ that shit, nigga, I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give no fuck)
Bet I stand on a nigga lyrics, I know he cap
Niggas be hoes and they crew gettin’ slapped (Slap, slap)
Niggas pluckin’ (Pluckin’)
Ain’t no smoke that I’m duckin’ (I ain’t duckin’ shit)
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Suspect, wewantwraiths, Ay Huncho – Final Resort Lyrics

Suspect, wewantwraiths, Ay Huncho – Final Resort Lyrics
Verse 1: Ay Huncho
They know about us cuz’ look at the news incase they want proof
I’ve got nothing to prove
It proves my left hand with this strap it rips through flesh it cut through wounds
I got the moves like MJ them boys can’t say Hunch was put on the news
Anytime my face is on tv they link me with murders I’m getting confused
Hold this wap, let me jump out this whip imma aim at his chest make his heartbeat skip
If they heard about me it’s because of my sticks
And my opps are pussies, this Glock got a dick
Ay, 48 is so thick it don’t fit in my pants
Put his head on the floor imma give him a tear
Who’s bloody on gang imma fuck up his plans
Who’s here for thе story our opps are ?

Verse 2: Suspect
It could be a scam
If you heard that gang wеnt there
Tryna pump and dump
Stepped outta line, online
Now you owe me blood
And you know I get paid upfront
Get paid in full when a opp get slumped
Cah, he know
She know
They know
We know, who really murdered dons
You can go search what I allegedly done
You ain’t drilled nuttin’ but songs
Bad B in the crib, with nuttin’ but thongs
Give nuttin’ but throat, 2 balls on her tongue
2 bells in the dotts, but I just need 1
An opp got chinged outside of his drum

Chorus: wewantwraiths
Put trust in God, can’t trust myself
This brand new Glock, my favorite pole
The amount of lies, I told police
When they came in, try raid my home
When we get stuck it’s gone patrol
Got sticks on deck, I’m comfortable
The beef we have is munchable
My bitch is bad, she keep calling me childish
Broski’s addicted to violence
When he says final resort
It don’t mean no trip to an island
I used to drip in Armani
Now we just drip in Givenchy
Payment link, straight drop at Flannels
Won’t spend no quid on fashion, no
Verse 4: Suspect
Your vest ain’t shit, man cheff up a head
Piece man go dumb, make a opp go dumb
He was talkin’, nuttin’ but violence
Then he got bucked, since then been silence
Find him, bine him, swipe him, knife him
Sav like Abz, love ridin’, glidin’
Find him, bine him, swipe him, knife him
Love that thrill, that shits excitin’
S like Vin with the getaway drivin’
Step 2 chings, left 1 inside him
Who’s on wass, with a AG thug
Gang gang spilt pints of blood
We swing our shanks, and beat our guns
Gang gang put opps in the mud
Free Armed Response, and fuck that judge
And petty violate, Imma hold that grudge

Verse 5: Ay Huncho
Sus you mad if I was the only
Got his brothers, I know he feels lonely
Missing ?, but gotta stay low-key
When I buss case I can visit the broski
Bury the money, I love when they spin
They came for my head, but are still on my skin
They aim at ?
?
Chorus: wewantwraiths
Put trust in God, can’t trust myself
This brand new Glock, my favorite pole
The amount of lies, I told police
When they came in, try raid my home
When we get stuck it’s gone patrol
Got sticks on deck, I’m comfortable
The beef we have is munchable
My bitch is bad, she keep calling me childish
Broski’s addicted to violence
When he says final resort
It don’t mean no trip to an island
I used to drip in Armani
Now we just drip in Givenchy
Payment link, straight drop at Flannels
Won’t spend no quid on fashion, no
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Bena Wa Malines – Pulaia Maisa Cypher Lyrics

Bena Wa Malines – Pulaia Maisa Cypher Lyrics
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Lor Sosa – My Soul Lyrics

Lor Sosa “My Soul” Official Music Video Lyrics
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