Nicki Minaj – Chun Swae lyrics



[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot
[?]
Pull up with no top
(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot ya)
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Aye you know I ain’t like this
[?] ski resort
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts
Imma let my [?] pick you apart
Glowing in the dark
Pretty little girls [?]
Running with the marksmen
Everything on point like I’m God
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo I’m me, I’m Barbie dripping
DB9, Barbie whipping
If he say he don’t want me back, he be lying
Bitch I’m the sauce, Barbie dipping
I’m the boss, Barbie sipping
They keep telling working it, I ain’t got no chores
I’m all yours, Barbie kissing
Call the stores, Barbie tripping
Out or indoors, baby I’m a floss
Wet, why of course, Barbie tipping
I endorse, Barbie stripping
Mink carpet, but I ain’t got no flaws
Doors look like rings, Barbie sitting
By the bing, Barbie tripping
Curve niggas like they arms in a sling
Hot off the swing, Barbie swinging
To the ring, Barbie blinging
Good box, Zoey call [?] King
Who the fuck gon’ party with them dollies [?] you probably gon’ sew
Who the fuck gon’ cop me with the body, always thinking like a hottie, always saying what someone won’t do
Who the fuck gonna pull up in your city, looking every bit pretty, with the itty bitty titty bitch crew
Who the fuck gon’ beat him with a 22, if he don’t lose the attitude, and run off with his credit cards too
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Aye you know I ain’t like this
[?] ski resort
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts
Imma let my [?] pick you apart
Glowing in the dark
Pretty little girls [?]
Running with the marksmen
Everything on point like I’m God
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Thousand dollar massage
I don’t wanna mess my [?]
Anything I like goes in the cart
Imma spend it all to prove a point
Rolling west coast on the [?]
If she like it imma let her hit off my joint
You know I’m a sport
When I cash out its her favorite part
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
They deliver my Lambo, all white with a tambo
My body is a work of art, he eating this Van Gogh
I’m not in the bando, I’m Pablo
Sandals, white beaches, candles
We sexing, anglo
Wh-wh-what you think all the niggas wanna cuff for? Yup the swish God? Yeah it’s the sweet, I ain’t talking when the dust fall
My winner streaks still hasn’t peaked you little dust ball
Bitch I’m a star-ar, me [?]
G-Force flights, catch me on the runway, yah, yah
[?] in Milan, you see me modeling, ah
Dinner with Car-ar, dinner with Car, like I fuck yah
Yeah this that Steven Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah
You’re used to taking pictures, I go raise the bar far
I’m bitchy, yah, yah, really bitchy, yah, hay
America’s Next Top Model, call me, yah, yah
Everytime I score she gon’ hear them swishes, ah
Tell that bitch I’m in the lead, she still play for Wichita
I [?]
Call me the swish God
The swish, swish God? [Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Aye you know I ain’t like this
[?] ski resort
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts
Imma let my [?] pick you apart
Glowing in the dark
Pretty little girls [?]
Running with the marksmen
Everything on point like I’m God
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Mhm, shout out Giovanni
For doing that Barbie Tingz video, uh-huh
[?], yuh, uh-huh
You still on my Naomi shit
[?] even the models tip
Weezy, Mac, Baby, Slim
Jay I see you,[?], Taz, Al, [?]
[?], Avery, [?], Katrina, Dave, Garry Josh
[?] Banks
Juice, I see you Juice
Keep me rolling Juice
You’re in the middle of Queen right now, thinking
I see why she called this shit Queen
This bitch is really the fucking Queen
I love my fans, I love you so much A lot of bloods, what you think they in the cut for?



Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics



[Part I]
[Intro: Drake]
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin’ cold
That’s how we already know, winter’s here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That’s just all he know, he don’t know nothin’ else
I tried to show ’em, yeah
I tried to show ’em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
[Part II]
[Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that’s Nike boys, hoppin’ out coupes
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it’s 4 AM and I’m back up poppin’ with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin’ fruits
And they chokin’, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose
[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Some—some—some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl—pl—playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak (someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl—pl—playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak
[Verse 2: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Uncle Luke]
Yeah, this shit way too formal, y’all know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain’t got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put ’em all in a group
Hit my esés, I need the booch
‘Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her “hop in, you comin’ too”
In the 305, bitches treat me like I’m Uncle Luke (don’t stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it’s just a roof, uh
She said “where we goin’?” I said “the moon”
We ain’t even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it’s just the pool
Now I got her open, it’s just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I’m the glue (someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Someone said
Pl—playin’ for keeps
Someone said, motherfucker—someone said
Don’t play us for weak
[Part III]
[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake, & Lil Juice]
Yeah
Astro, yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ay, ay
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
She’s in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours ’til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah, like a light, ayy, yeah
[Verse 3: Drake, Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block, (down the block) made a right (yeah, right)
Cut the lights, (yeah, what) paid the price (yeah)
Niggas think it’s sweet, (nah, nah) it’s on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin’ nice, (yeah) baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
Jesus Christ, (yeah) checks over stripes (yeah)
That’s what I like, (yeah) that’s what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I’m Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took, (ayy) wet like I’m Book (ayy)
Wet like I’m Lizzie, I be spinnin’ Valley
Circle blocks ’til I’m dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I’m tryna clean ’em (yeah)
[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
She’s in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (woo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours ’til I land
Had me out like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light
[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly, sendin’ texts, ain’t sendin’ kites, yeah
He said “keep that on lock”, I say “you know this shit, it’s stife”, yeah
It’s absolute, yeah (yeah) I’m back, reboot (it’s lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin’ off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back, she said she workin’ on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain’t by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
‘Bout a check, yeah, (check) just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I’ma show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook
Yeah



Nicki Minaj – Hard White lyrics



You the motherfucking fairest, Nicki
What I drop on this watch? Uh
[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
[Verse 2]
Ayo, just last week I told ’em they run done
My legacy could never be undone
I’m a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun
Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun
I’m the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat’s here
Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told ’em knock it off
Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off
Put my crown on again, and I’ma knock it off
Anything with Nicki in it, they gonna pocket off
I mean profit off, my plug drop it off
You see them copyin’ my hair, tell ’em, “Chop it off!”
Uh, bad gyal with the, top is off
You nuh see him downgrade when mi drop ’em off
Uh, I ain’t never played a hoe position
I ain’t ever have to strip to get the pole position
Hoes is dissin’? [Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
[Verse 1]
Ayo, just last week I told ’em to pick a side
I bust shots, don’t duck if it don’t apply
Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride
Sike, made you look, I still didn’t pick a guy
I’m the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me
Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie
Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarassed
‘Cause they know I’m the queen, I still didn’t pick an heiress
Mirror, mirror, who’s the fairest? I don’t know, about a hundred-fifty
I’m who they wishin’ to be
These hoes is on the ‘Gram, Nicki pitchin’ the ki’
‘Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree
You got bars and still broke? Okay, these hoes is wishin’
You’re in no position to come for O’s position
I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position
I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position
[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
[Outro]
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
J-j-just last week, I told ’em to pick a side
I-I-I bust shots, don’t duck if they don’t apply You might as well took the plea, uh
Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo?



Quavo – Lamb Talk lyrics



(Who?)
We can’t back down (Who?)
Bodybag now (Who?)
Toe tag now (Who? [Intro]
Ayy
Buddah Bless this beat
[Chorus]
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lamborghini (woo)
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lambo (skrrt)
Lamb talk (yuh)
Lamb talk (yeah)
Lamb talk, nigga
Lamb talk (skrrt, Honcho)
[Verse 1]
Bad mouth, agh
Rag talk (rag)
Bring that cash out (bag)
These bitches ass out (woah)
Who gon’ back down? Gala carpet
Walk it like I talk it (walk it)
All these hoes stalkin’ (stalkin’)
Shake these haters off me (shake it)
You got a big mouth (big mouth)
Like a gator talkin’ (gator)
Then I take the pot, skrrt, skrrt
Fork it, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Gumbo, like I’m from New Orleans
Lil’ bitch said she hate me, fuck it, go and divorce me (fuck it)
I iced out her neck in A.P., but she won’t report it (she swear she down)
[Chorus]
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lamborghini (woo)
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lambo (skrrt)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yuh)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yeah)
Lamb talk, nigga
Lamb talk (skrrt, skrrt) Rrrah)
Run through the city, you think that you gettin’ it
You gon’ have to pay your percentage (hey)
Fuck nigga, we’ll come get it (come get it)
We’ll come get it with interest (go)
Niggas be dissin’ on Twitter and still believin’ they gon’ get a mention (Who?)
Fuck nigga, we’ll come get it (come get it)
You know we gon’ handle the business (yeah)
Niggas tried to hit me but they filed out (yeah)
Birds sing like Whitney and Bobby Brown house (brrt, yeah)
QC the new Cash Money Records now (yeah, go)
Whip it up, turn it up, pray they don’t turn it up
Pipe it up, live it up, give it up, give it up
Type it up, write it up, hit ’em up (woo), nigga can’t fight at us
Hit ’em up, really gon’ split ’em up
Diamond gon’, diamond gon’, diamond gon’ bite
Add it up, add it up, nigga, this a million bucks
Baby girl eat it up, eat it up
Ain’t nobody here rich as us, rich as us, uh
[Chorus]
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lamborghini (woo)
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lambo (skrrt)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yuh)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yeah)
Lamb talk, nigga
Lamb talk (skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 2]
Bad bitch, your highness (your highness)
Truck, green, sinus (snotty)
Welcome to Honcho World, the Migo Gang Dynasty (Dynasty)
Yeah, get your lil’ money for my niggas, minus it (go get it, go get it)
I promise you lil’ niggas don’t want the violence (no smoke, no smoke)
Migos scrap, issue silence (pshew, pshew, pshew)
It’s a shame, these young niggas drinkin’ Wocky (Wock’, Wock’)
And Quali
Me and Wop, we drinkin’ Act’ at one Follie’s (Guwop!)
They let me in with that Gat, know it’s just…
Designer clothes, flexin’, M.E.T.



Nicki Minaj – Miami lyrics



[Intro: Kodak Black]
I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murder and shit
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I flew in from Trinidad, peep this nigga pressin’
I think that he popped a molly ’cause look how he sweatin’
I’ma let my niggas rob him as soon as it set in
None of you bum bitches can sit with me and Gretchen
It’s the biggest, a bitch ain’t cough one time
It’s the sickest, I don’t ever clique up
But they know who the clique is
Fast little bitches, but of course I’m the quickest
Mortal Kombat, ninja Nicki, who ya pick is? [Interlude: Patty Duke]
Ayo, queen, got the customers out here man
They lovin’ this shit, man, they lovin’ this shit, man
Where you at man, where you at man? This ya boy Patty Duke
Man, you already know we got shit movin’ out here, man
That these bitches ain’t fuckin’ wit’ you
They ain’t fuckin’ wit’ the team, man, all of ’em, man
‘Cause niggas know that bag heavy, boy, that bag heavy
Niggas get the fuckin’ drop round here
Queens get the money, man
Never fakin’ it, always makin’ it, yerrr
Iconic shit, man We need you here, man, I know you in Miami
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties, that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, you could take all of my bitches out to Abu Dhabi
Let one of my besties confiscate your Maserati
You should throw a party on the yacht for everybody
If we fuck your shit up, OMG, I’m very sorry
You could call me Barbie, ’cause I look just like a dolly
Yes, I bury them when they come for me, call me Halle
Since I finished her, my niggas call me the finale
I’m a busy bitch, I’m filthy rich, no time to polly
Ayo, swerve to the palace, this the queen like a [?]
Put 15 million dollars, on it, ask LL, I’m doin’ it
Don’t get cute and ruin it, all my skill, I hone it
I pity opponents, it look easy don’t it
(It look easy don’t it, it look easy don’t it)
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty
[Outro: Patty Duke]
Yo, Nick, what’s good?



Nicki Minaj – Sir lyrics



[Intro: Future]
Damn, damn, damn right
Huh? Hold up, yeah
I can see it
All this green, sir
Rollin’ weed, sir
Big ol’ rings, sir
Zaytoven
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, headline tour, sir, with the bands, sir (band, sir)
I ain’t pressed, sir, over a band, sir (band, sir)
Get her a ticket, sir, she’s a fan, sir (fan, sir)
Can’t keep her man off my Instagram, sir (‘Gram, sir)
New slaves, but I’m still the master (master)
I’m whippin’ foreigns to make ’em go faster (faster)
Miss Aretha, I think I just passed her (passed her)
Icy Patek, tell ’em, “Kiss my ass, sir.” (ass, sir)
Pretty gang, sir, pretty gangster (gangster)
Said she was better than me, what a prankster (prankster)
He said, “You bad, Nicki,” I said, “Thanks, sir.” (thanks, sir)
Stay in some fresh prints, Ashley Banks, sir (banks, sir)
Call me A.I., sir, I’m The Answer (Answer)
I’m in the playoffs, sir, I advance, sir (advance, sir)
These niggas broke, they ain’t got no plans, sir (plans, sir)
I call ’em Sway, they ain’t got the answer (answer)
Ass shots, sir, with no chaser (chaser)
Pretty titties all up in his face, sir (face, sir)
They double tap, sir, it’s a fact, sir (fact, sir)
All the comments sayin’, “It’s a snack,” sir (snack, sir)
New bae, I’m his dirty dancer (dancer)
I said I wouldn’t but I took a chance, sir (chance, sir)
Ride him like a sled, Dasher, Prancer (Prancer)
I bust it open for him out in Cannes, sir (Cannes, sir)
Found boss, sir, I have a drought, sir
Them bum bitches ain’t allowed, sir
Yeah, Nicki Hendrixx
[Chorus: Future]
On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir
Splurgin’ cash, sir, blowin’ cash, sir
Fuckin’ hoes, sir, fuckin’ hoes, sir
Ridin’ foreigns, sir, ridin’ foreigns, sir
Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir
Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir
Cockin’ hammers, sir, cockin’ hammers, sir
Scuse my manners, sir, excuse my manners, sir
[Verse 2: Future]
Automatic, sir, my bitch the baddest, sir (bitch bad)
I’m livin’ lavish, sir, fuck all the static, sir (fuck all the static)
Out on bond service, servin’ dope, sir
Where I’m from, sir, they’ll serve your mom, sir (serve your mom, sir)
Cocaina dealin’, jackboy, sir (jackboy)
Stars in the ceilin’, sir, dope in the attic, sir
Tarzan, sir, I drive fast, sir (drive faster)
Jeff Gordan sir, NASCAR, sir
Pluto my first name, Cash last name, sir
He wanna body, sir, you tryna get some stains, sir
[Chorus: Future]
On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir
Splurgin’ cash, sir, blowin’ cash, sir
Fuckin’ hoes, sir, fuckin’ hoes, sir
Ridin’ foreigns, sir, ridin’ foreigns, sir
Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir
Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir
[Outro: Future & Nicki Minaj]
Cockin’ hammers, sir, cockin’ hammers, sir
Found boss, sir, I have a drought, sir
Them bum bitches ain’t allowed, sir
Excuse my manners, sir, excuse my manners, sir



Nicki Minaj – Thought I Knew You Lyrics



[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
I-I-I-I thought I knew you
Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t
I-I-I-I thought I knew you
Fuck baby I – I guess I didn’t
I-I-I thought you was down for real
Thought you would stick around for real
I-I-I-I-I-I-I
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Misconstrued your love (misconstrued your love)
You confused my love
You givin up (up)
On love (on love)
Not to lose my love (not to lose my love), yeah
[Pre-Chorus 1: Nicki Minaj]
Honestly I think this shit excites you
You love drama, it excites you
I-I liked you
I-I-I-I don’t think I’m talking to the right you
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & The Weeknd]
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (thought I knew you, girl)
Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (thought I knew you)
Fuck baby I guess I didn’t
I-I-I thought you was down for real (down for real)
Thought you would stick around for real (for real)
I-I-I-I-I-I-I
[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
Tell me why you let me come inside for real
Nevermind, you were never mine for real
Hit my line, I’ma hit decline for real
I ain’t trying for a second time for real
[Pre-Chorus 2: The Weeknd]
Honestly, I think this shit excites you (excites you)
All that drama that you’re tied to (oh yeah)
You play the victim every time too
That shit came back and hit you times two
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & The Weeknd]
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (thought I knew ya baby)
Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t (guess I didn’t girl)
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (oh yeah)
Fuck baby I guess I didn’t
I-I-I thought you was down for real (down for real)
Thought you would stick around for real (’round for real)
I-I-I-I-I-I-I
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
You broke my heart and now ever since
I just want them dead presidents
I just want them dead presidents
I just want them dead presidents
You broke my heart nigga ever since
I just want them dead presidents
I just want them dead presidents
Yeah, I just want them dead presidents
Dead-dead presidents
Presidents-dents presidents
Presidents-dents presidents
Presidents-dents presidents
Presidents-dents presidents



Destiny’s Child – No No No (Part 2 – Extended Remix) Lyrics



This is the remix
This is the remix
This is the remix
This is the remix
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy I know you want me
I can see it in your eyes
But you keep on frontin’
Won’t you say what’s on your mind
Cause each and every time you need me
You give me signs
But when I ask you what’s the deal
You hold it all inside
If you wanna be with me
You gotta keep it real
Tell me what’s goin’ on
Tell me how you feel
Cause boy I know you want me
Just as much as I want you
So come and get my love
It’s all here for you, oh yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you keep actin’ this way
You’re gonna lose my love
I ain’t got no time to play
You better hurry up
Cause every time I come around
Crews run around your way
I see you on the corner
But you don’t know what to say
When I walk up to you baby
You seem so shy
What’s the problem baby
Never had a girl like I (this is the remix)
I can see right through you
And you know you wanna be mine
So get your act together
Cause you’re running out of time
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Every time I see you with your boys
You pretend as if you don’t want me
When you get home you call me on the phone
And tell me how much you care
Yo, close your eyes, shorty
You’re guaranteed to be hypnotized
By the remix that Wyclef provides
I don’t care ’bout your size
Girl shake your thighs
All I’m tryin’ to do
In the hood is stay alive
Make a little money with Destiny’s Child
Thugs hear this song, they dance, they go wild
Like Texas, they movin’ like
No-limit soldiers
They went from a dream to the
Young supremes, sing it
This is the remix
Jeeps pumps this new remix
This is the remix
Jeeps pumps this new remix
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Nicki Minaj – Majesty Lyrics



Can’t post on Nicki block unless you sellin’ Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act
Nicki this, Nicki that, all these bitches piggyback
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
How dare all them mirror my style
The mandem want this just for dial
Inna the dance, we a go skin out time now
I wanna come out your suicide door
Yeah, on the real, I’m these bitches’ idol
Gotta be dumb to make me your rival
‘Cause I’m too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
So say your prayers ’cause you ’bout to die slow
Die slow, die slow
Jealousy is a disease, die slow
Die slow, die slow
Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow I smoke ’em like hippies now
They see me, say, “Yippie,” now
Homes runnin’ like Griffey now
They switchin’ like sissies now
You niggas is iffy now
Bitches’ tune switchin’ up
We take ’em to Jiffy now
I’m thicker than peanut butter
He nuttin’ like Skippy now
He want me to be his wife
His misses like sippy now, uh
[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
‘Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Interlude: Eminem]
She invites me to the condo
Uh-oh—wifey’s in Chicago (oh, oh)
My side piece—but she’s also someone’s wife
So time we spend is borrowed
But it’s our moment
Right here, fuck tomorrow
‘Cause moments like these are to die for
And she’s clear all
Nice and easy as hair when I’m bleaching it blonde
So we got that lightning in a bottle
[Verse 3: Eminem]
She’s tipsy, I’m sober
So she gets a chip on her shoulder
Sits on the sofa, I go to load a
Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on
She goes, “All that old school hip-hop is so fucked
Think that shit’s got pneumonia.”
I told her, “Bitch, now, just hold up.”
That’s why rap needs a doctor
Our genre’s lymph nodes are swollen up
It’s time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis
‘Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts
That’s why Tribe is so vital—we need Q-Tip for the culture
Speed it up a little bit
You ain’t dealin’ with a fuckin’ featherweight
I used to medicate until I’d get a fuckin’ bellyache
And now I’m finna step on the pedal, don’t wanna ever brake
I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate
Demented with the pen, I’ll make the mothafucker detonate
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate
And re-develop hell awaits, and I’ma get a special place, now
Take a ride with me, hop into my time machine
I’ma take the driver’s seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I’m a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking media right in the behind
I’m a human encyclopedia
I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you’re never gonna reach these heights, they’re just too high to reach it
I ain’t even reached my fuckin’ highest
You better pick another game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna decide to cheat
‘Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek
Am I indeed the last of a dying breed? Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
’Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now
The G5’ll get me out there in an hour now
The MAC movin’ like crack, I’m sellin’ powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now
I got the trophies and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue
I’m buyin’ buildings, we don’t buy the blogs
The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
[Refrain: Labrinth]
‘Cause I’m a sucker for you
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now? Even if you fire-breathe, ain’t shit you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I’m back to rule the kingdom of fuck it
Better not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, duck it
Let me keep it one hundred, two things shouldn’t be your themes of discussion
The queen and her husband, last thing you’re gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah
[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
‘Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo, let me hit you back
Told ’em I’d get you back
I know you sittin’ there just thinkin’ ’bout who did you that
I am who did you that
You trippin’, did you pack? [Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs.



Nicki Minaj – Barbie Dreams Lyrics



[Intro]
Uh
R.I.P. Classic shit
[Verse 1]
I’m looking for a nigga to give some babies
A handful of Weezy, sprinkle of Dave East
Man, I ain’t got no type, like Jxmmi and Swae Lees
But if he can’t fuck three times a night, peace
I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour
But all that nigga wanna do is talk Power for hours
B-beat the pussy up, make sure it’s a K-O
Step your banks up like you’re moving that ya-yo
Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though
I heard she think I’m tryna give the coochie to Quavo
They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy
Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy
All these Bow Wow Challenge niggas lying and shit
Man, these Fetty Wap niggas stay eyeing my shit
Drake worth a hundred milli, always buying me shit
But I don’t know if the pussy wet or if he crying and shit
Meek still be in my DMs, I be having to duck him
“I used to pray for times like this.”
Face ass when I fuck him
Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain’t takin’ a L
But he took it literally when I said, “Go to hell!”
Used to fuck with Young Thug, I ain’t addressin’ this shit
C-caught him in my dressing room, stealin’ dresses and shit
I used to give this nigga with a lisp testers and shit
How you want the pu-thy? to B.I.G. and Lady Luck, get the strap for this pussy, uh
And I would’ve had Odell Beckham banging the cake
‘Til I saw him hoppin’ out of cars dancing to Drake
I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
I’ma do that nigga Future dirty, word to Scottie
Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain’t speaking
Ain’t no fat nigga telling me what he ain’t eating
YG and The Game with the hammer yelling, “Gang, gang!”
This ain’t what I meant when I said a gang bang
Tekashi want a ménage, I said “tre-way”
Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way
Em’, cop the Barbie Dreamhouse then you can play the part
I ain’t tryna bust it open in the trailer park
[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (Barbie Dreams, B-B-B-Barbie)
[Beat Switch]
[Verse 3]
You know I’m all about them dollars
I be supporting them scholars
I let him give me some brain
But he wanted me to ride it
So I said, “Fuck it, I’m in”
He want a cut like a trim
And if he act like he know
I let him fuck it again
I got them bars, I’m indicted
I’m popping, I’m uninvited
I said, “Just lick on the clitoris, nigga, don’t fucking bite it”
I ride his –, in the circle
I turn Stefan into Urkel
I go around and around and I’ma go down in slow motion
Then I pick it up, look at it
I said, “Daddy, come get at it,” uh
Yellow brick road, he said that I am a wiz at it
Yeah, they want it, want it
You know I flaunt it, flaunt it
I’m a trendsetter
Everything I do, they do
Yeah, put ’em up on it, on it
Dimelo, papi, papi
Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy
I’ll give it to you if you beat it up like Baki, Baki
I’ma kill ’em with the shoe, no ceiling is in the roof
And I’m big, give me the loot, twelve cylinders in the Coupe
I get down with the chrome, I tell ’em when I’ma shoot
I just bang, bang, bang, real killers is in my group
Gorillas is in my unit, vacationin’ where it’s humid
And I shine, shine, shine, got diamonds all in my cubans
I’m in LA Times more than when niggas lootin’
And my flow spit crack, I think that nigga usin’
He done bodied everybody, in closing these bitches losin’
Using, using up a bitch movin’
No, I ain’t Studdard and no I ain’t Ruben
Damn, a bitch snoozin’
Shoutout to my Jews, l’chaim, Rick Rubin
Big fat titties, yes, they be protrudin’
I be like, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, bring the lube in
I be like, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, bring the lube in Can’t say your S’s and shit
[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (Barbie Dreams, B-B-B-Barbie)
[Verse 2]
I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed
Shoutout Desiigner, ’cause he made it out of special ed
You wanna fuck me, you gotta give some special head
‘Cause this pussy had these niggas on some special meds
Like Mike Tyson, he was bitin’ my shit
Talking ’bout, “Yo, why you got these niggas fighting and shit?”
On the, on the real, I should make these niggas scrap for the pussy
Young M.A.



Destiny’s Child – With Me (Part 2 – Without Rap) Lyrics



And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone? ‘Cause everything he like is with me
If I was in your shoes
I would’ve had to let him go
From the first sign of him tryin’ to play
If you want me to stay
Ya gotta let all that go (oh no)
You wanna stick around
And not believe in what you see
And while you’re waitin’
Thinkin’ everything’s gonna be okay
I got him, I got him right here with me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone? And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone? ‘Cause everything he like is with me Have you seen my man? ‘Cause everything he like is with me
I wanna call you so bad
And tell you he’s sick of you, girl
What you put him through
Do you expect to mistreat him
And he still be with you
No no no no no (no no)
That’s why he’s here with me (holler if you hear me)
I don’t care what you say (no no)
You can’t play with destiny (holler if you hear me)
Now as far as I know
He’s in good hands
So you can stop callin’ all around
Sayin’ have you seen my man? Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? ‘Cause everything he like is with me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone? And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone? And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? ‘Cause everything he like is with me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see? Ain’t no need to fuss and fight
Tryin’ to make it right, no
Certain things ain’t meant to be
And that’s why, that’s why he’s right here with me
If you wanna be with me!



Destiny’s Child – With Me (Part 4) Lyrics



Ain’t no need to fuss and fight
Tryin’ to make it right, no
Certain things ain’t meant to be
And that’s why, that’s why, he’s right here with me
Ladies
You try to play these games and tricks
Playing playas
Kiss and tell, won’t miss
You got me all in the fix
But as you all know
All of the ruggle
Playing prawns in the midst
You never seen or heard this
The dreadlock just risked this
Robs another mess
Don’t diss
Who would wanna be with
Wanna be seen with
Girls who tell and never kiss
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night… Oh, everything he likes with me
Oh, everything he likes with me
Yeah yeah
Oh, everything he likes with me
Oh, oh oh oh oh
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me
If I was in your shoes
I would’a had to let him know
From the first sign of him tryin’ to play
If you want me to stay
Ya gotta let all that go
(Oh but no), you wanna stick around
And not believe in what you see
And why you waitin’
Thinkin’ everything’s gonna be okay
I got him, I got him right here with me
Oh, oh
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me
I wanna call you so bad
And tell you (where it started)
And what we do
How long it’s been going on
Why (he ain’t gon’ never come home)
Cuz I know what you didn’t do
To make him stay
See a bad performing, unfullfilling woman
Drives a man away
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me
Now as far as I know
He’s in good hands
So you can stop callin’ all around
Sayin’ “Have you seen my man?”
Have you seen my man?



Charli XCX – Imma Take You Offline Lyrics



[Intro]
Offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo
[Verse 1]
All I need is loving just like crystalline
Blue and burning
Take me to the other side
You’re my cocaine, but I’m never satisfied
I’m so different, and forever on your mind
[Chorus]
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline
[Verse 2]
Think you got me
Think I’m hanging from your chain
Wild like horses
[?] that can’t be tamed
On your deathbed
You’ll be screaming out my name
I won’t suffer
I’ll just let you lie in pain
[Chorus]
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you off-
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline
[Bridge]
Think I’m so [?]
Watchin’ the way that I roll
No one can do what I do
Superman, invincible
Ay-ah, ay-ah
I don’t got nothin’ to prove
Bible, the bible, the truth
Fuck it, I know you know
Fuck it, I know you know
Ay-ah, ay-ah
[Chorus]
Offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline
Offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline



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Oб этoм сooбщили в чeтвeрг в Бaйкaльскoй мeжрeгиoнaльнoй прирoдooxрaннoй прoкурaтурe. Oсeнью 2017 гoдa нa пoбeрeжьe oзeрa были oбнaружeны бoлee 140 мeртвыx живoтныx. Пo мнeнию дирeктoрa Бaйкaльскoгo филиaлa ФГУП «Гoсудaрствeнный нaучнo-прoизвoдствeнный цeнтр рыбнoгo xoзяйствa» («Гoсрыбцeнтр») Влaдимирa Пeтeрфeльдa, этoт инцидeнт являeтся сигнaлoм, свидeтeльствующим o тoм, чтo с пoпуляциeй прoисxoдят нeкиe нeздoрoвыe прoцeссы. Бaйкaльскaя нeрпa — eдинствeнный в мирe форма тюлeня, кoтoрый живeт в прeснoй вoдe, oбитaeт в oзeрe Бaйкaл. Сoглaснo вывoдaм Иркутскoй мeжoблaстнoй вeтeринaрнoй лaбoрaтoрии, пo рeзультaтaм вскрытия, нeрпы пoгибли oт вируснoгo зaбoлeвaния живoтныx — пaрвoвируснoгo энтeритa. «Зa нeнaдлeжaщий кoнтрoль внeсeнo прeдстaвлeниe нaчaльнику упрaвлeния вeтeринaрии Рeспублики Бурятия», — сooбщили в вeдoмствe. В прoкурaтурe дoбaвили, чтo aдминистрaция Прибaйкaльскoгo рaйoнa пoслe oбнaружeния мeртвыx живoтныx нe уничтoжилa иx в oтвeдeнный срoк. В нaстoящee врeмя, пo eгo слoвaм, пoпуляция oцeнивaeтся нa урoвнe 125-130 тыс. /ТAСС/. «Oбнaружeнныe нa пoбeрeжьe туши являются чaстью мaссoвoгo выбрoсa нeрп, имeвшeгo мeстo в oктябрe-нoябрe прoшлoгo гoдa. УЛAН-УДЭ, 9 aвгустa. Пoслe принятия мeр прoкурoрскoгo рeaгирoвaния нaрушeниe устрaнили, всe oбнaружeнныe туши нeрп были вывeзeны и сoжжeны зa прeдeлaми Цeнтрaльнoй экoлoгичeскoй зoны oзeрa Бaйкaл. Изо-зa цeннoгo мexa сии живoтныe дoлгoe врeмя были прoмыслoвым видoм, изо-зa чeгo пoпуляция oкaзaлaсь пoд угрoзoй, мaссoвo нeрпу пeрeстaли дoбывaть в 2007 гoду. Туши нeрп «с признaкaми сильнoгo гнилoстнoгo рaзлoжeния» дo июля oстaвaлись нa пoбeрeжьe, oни были зaкoпaны в пeсoк. гoлoв. дo 15 тыс. Спeциaлисты прeдпoлaгaют, чтo прoизoшeдшee связaнo с oслaблeниeм этoгo видa с-зa прeвышeннoй пoпуляции, oднaкo тoчнaя причинa гибeли нe былa устaнoвлeнa. гoлoв, тoгдa кaк мнoгoлeтниe исслeдoвaния пoкaзывaют, чтo нoрмa — 90-100 тыс. Пeрвoгo июня упрaвлeниeм вeтeринaрии в xoдe oбслeдoвaния пoбeрeжья oзeрa Бaйкaл в мeстнoсти Кaткoвo Прибaйкaльскoгo рaйoнa были oбнaружeны 13 пьеса бaйкaльскoй нeрпы. oсoбeй. Укaзaннoe вируснoe зaбoлeвaниe угрoжaeт дoмaшним живoтным, a праховый сулема мoжeт пoвлeчь тяжкиe пoслeдствия интересах нaсeлeния», — сooбщили в вeдoмствe. Eсли нe рeгулирoвaть числeннoсть видa, увeрeн экспeрт, мoжeт пoвтoриться эпизooтия 1987-1988 гoдoв, кoгдa нa Бaйкaлe oт чумы плoтoядныx пoгиблo, пo рaзным oцeнкaм, oт 10 тыс. Бaйкaльскиe нeрпы, туши кoтoрыx oбнaружили в июнe 2018 гoдa нa вoстoчнoм бeрeгу oзeрa в Бурятии, пoгибли oт пaрвoвируснoгo энтeритa.



Около 6 млрд рублей выделят Омской области в рамках программы «Чистый воздух»



Oн пoдчeркнул, чтo глaвнaя зaдaчa нa нaстoящий мoмeнт — этo утвeрждeниe сoвмeстнo с Oмскoй oблaстью кoмплeкснoгo плaнa пo снижeнию выбрoсoв. O прoблeмe зaгрязнeния aтмoсфeры в Oмскe стaлo извeстнo в мaртe прoшлoгo гoдa, кoгдa вeсь гoрoд зaпoлoнил удушливый xимичeский зaпax и былo зaфиксирoвaнo 400-крaтнoe прeвышeниe кoнцeнтрaции этилмeркaптaнa. «Крoмe этoгo, будут рeaлизoвывaться мeрoприятия в сфeрe трaнспoртa и связaнныe с нeoбxoдимoстью рaбoт пo oзeлeнeнию зa счeт срeдств бюджeтa субъeктa», — oтмeтил зaмминистрa. И сaмoe вaжнoe, чтo в рeзультaтe рeaлизaции этoгo плaнa да мы с тобой смoжeм сбавить выбрoсы [в aтмoсфeру] нa 40 тыс. К нaс вaжнo, чтo фeдeрaльный цeнтр гoтoв oкaзaть финaнсoвую пoддeржку. OМСК, 9 aвгустa. Истoчник зaгрязнeния тaк и нe был нaйдeн. Сeйчaс этo суммa — пoрядкa 6 млрд рублeй, кoтoрaя лoжится нa плeчи РФ. тoнн в гoд тoлькo пo гoрoду Oмску», — скaзaл Буркoв пo итoгaм сoвeщaния, пoсвящeннoгo выпoлнeнию «мaйскoгo» укaзa прeзидeнтa РФ «O нaциoнaльныx цeляx и стрaтeгичeскиx зaдaчax рaзвития РФ нa пeриoд дo 2024 гoдa (в рaмкax нaцпрoeктa «Экoлoгия»)». «В сooтвeтствии с ним ты да я вырaбoтaeм мexaнизмы, пoймeм, кaк дoстигнуть цeлeвыx пoкaзaтeлeй, пoстaвлeнныx в укaзe прeзидeнтa — снижeния выбрoсoв [в Oмскoй oблaсти] нa 20%», — рaсскaзaл Xрaмoв, пoдчeркнув, чтo в Oмскe пo всeм пoкaзaтeлям дaлeкo нe сaмaя плoxaя ситуaция с тoчки зрeния экoлoгии. «Кoмплeксный плaн [пo снижeнию выбрoсoв] пoдxoдит к финишнoму утвeрждeнию. /ТAСС/. Oмскaя oблaсть в рaмкax фeдeрaльнoй прoгрaммы «Точный вoздуx» пoлучит дo 2024 гoдa 6 млрд рублeй, кoтoрыe будут нaпрaвлeны нa снижeниe выбрoсoв в aтмoсфeру нa 20%. Пo слoвaм Xрaмoвa, бoльшaя чaсть мeрoприятий пo этoй прoгрaммe будeт нaпрaвлeнa нa снижeниe выбрoсoв нa прoмышлeнныx прeдприятияx. Oмск был включeн в мaйский укaз прeзидeнтa РФ Влaдимирa Путинa, гoрoд дoлжeн прибавить oбъeмы выбрoсoв к 2024 гoду нa 20%. Oб этoм сooбщил   журнaлистaм вриo губeрнaтoрa рeгиoнa Aлeксaндр Буркoв пo итoгaм сoвeщaния с учaстиeм пeрвoгo зaмeститeля министрa прирoдныx рeсурсoв и экoлoгии РФ Дeнисa Xрaмoвa. Зaммминистрa рaсскaзaл, чтo всeгo в прoгрaмму «Незапятнанный вoздуx» вxoдит oкoлo 330 мeрoприятий пo 12 гoрoдaм, a oбщий oбъeм финaнсирoвaния прeвышaeт 500 млрд рублeй. «Изо ниx кaкaя-тo чaсть будeт фeдeрaльнaя, нo знaчитeльнaя чaсть — этo срeдствa прeдприятий, кoтoрыe являются сooиспoлнитeлями этoгo прoeктa», — пoдытoжил Xрaмoв.