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Verbal Jint – Yessir Lyrics (feat. Jo Hyun Ah)

[Verse 1: Verbal Jint]
Yessir, I got my game right
한국 힙합 was all mine in 08, right?
Dropped a classic despite all the hate, right?
누명이란 앨범으로 가짜들의 입장은
난처해졌지. 이제 걔네는 회복이
불가능해. I know for them it’s a tragedy
어쩌겠어. 이게 삶이 우릴 위해
준비해놓은 스토리인가봐. 개평이라도 떼주리? 하하
Don’t get mad at me, get mad at the game
난 아무 잘못 없어. Your ass is to blame
I’ve been grindin’ to get mine. You get yours
충고를 하자면 일단 여긴 좀
안 어울려 너한텐. 짐부터 싸시지
내 걱정 안 해줘도 돼. I know my limits: none
Yeah, I got my game right
King Verbal Jint, it’s all in the name, right?

[Chorus: 조현아]
Yessir, 다 보여, 네가 무엇을 원하는지
이번에도 여름이 오면 떠나가겠지
서울대 앞에서 홍대, 홍대에서 동대문
또 어떤 다른 동네, your plane’s not gonna land soon

[Verse 2: Verbal Jint]
Yessir, 나 이제 학교 가
기상시간을 바꾼다는 게 생각보다
어려운 일이더라. 너무 긴 시간동안
해 뜨고 나서 잠을 잤는데 내 달콤한
작업과 작업의 밤들
이제는 자주 오지 않을 거야. 나의 예감은
이런 쪽으론 언제나 탁월했어
누명 간보기하던 작년 4월에서
딱 1년만에 법학 교과서 간보기
타코에서 동대문 운동장 양고기
놀랍지 않니 나의 삶의 변화폭이?
물론 그때나 지금이나 나는 상복이
끝내준다는 건 마찬가지
나일 또 먹으면서 몸매도 피부도 악화일로
하지만 바뀌지 않는 것 한 가지
“녹여봐, 녹아들어줄게” 이 마음가짐

[Chorus: 조현아]
Yessir, 다 보여, 네가 무엇을 원하는지
이번에도 여름이 오면 떠나가겠지
서울대 앞에서 홍대, 홍대에서 동대문
또 어떤 다른 동네, your plane’s not gonna land soon

[Verse 3: Verbal Jint]
Yessir, 많이도 마셨지
좀 취한다 싶으면 새벽 다섯 시
어릴 적 기억에 남아 계신 아버지
취하신 모습, 그 모습만은 닮고 싶지 않았지
하지만 시간이 갈수록 get high하는데
필요한 술잔 수도 늘어나고 있는 걸
공부해야 되는데 나 월요일부터
좀 자제하자. 이런 다음엔 꼭

몇 년만에 갑자기 전화를 해오는
동창 친구. 아, 그냥 마시자
이것도 다른 의미의 공부라 치자

[Chorus: 조현아]
Yessir, 다 보여, 네가 무엇을 원하는지
이번에도 여름이 오면 떠나가겠지
서울대 앞에서 홍대, 홍대에서 동대문
또 어떤 다른 동네, your plane’s not gonna land soon

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Yung Bleu – Yeah Right Lyrics (feat. K CAMP)

Yeah right (jwestbeats)
Yeah right (Ayy, Elxyee, you countin’ up)
(Ayy, Cameron, you the man now)

Say you ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say you ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
And I want that p*ssy to myself even though I cheated before
And I see you changing, girl, don’t act like I ain’t did it before
Say she ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say she ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Yeah right

And I know that you a fan
Say she ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants
I got her in a three-point stance
She on that liquor, she said that wasn’t in the plan
And I’ma f*ck you like I just got out the can, can’t do a back bend
If she scream too loud, I put it back in
New Chanel purse, she got them racks in
I want that p*ssy every night
Say she ain’t got no man, yeah right

Say you ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say you ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
And I want that p*ssy to myself even though I cheated before
And I see you changing, girl, don’t act like I ain’t did it before
Say she ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say she ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Yeah right

Look, shawty know she ready
Promise you won’t forget me

Stop playin’, you know I’m petty
I f*cked her and f*cked her bestie, come on
Hit me on my celly, shawty just want a prezi
Bitches know I’m a present, she love when I’m in her presence, come on, yeah
Shawty, what the deal is?
Jump on a jet and, baby, jump up out them feelings (Jump)
When I put your feet in new Chanel, bae, you gon’ kill them
Them boys ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, we can’t feel them, yeah

Say you ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say you ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
And I want that p*ssy to myself even though I cheated before
And I see you changing, girl, don’t act like I ain’t did it before
Say she ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say she ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Say you ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say you ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
Say she ain’t goin’ broke no more, she want them bands, yeah right
And I want that p*ssy to myself even though I cheated before
And I see you changing, girl, don’t act like I ain’t did it before
Say she ain’t got no man, yeah right
Say she ain’t gon’ let me get up in them pants, yeah right
Yeah right

Did it before
Did it before
I did, I did
Cheated before
Yeah
Don’t act like I ain’t did it before

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Huntsmen – Atlantic City Lyrics

A long hot Indian summer

Poolside white girl tans

She got her claws into me early that summer

Toenails like talons, sparkling in the sand

Atlantic City, winding back alley streets

Her wrist in my hand, on the run, clutching my gun

We left our souls open and willing to the heart of a fray not yet exposed

And all along the beach, sharks washed up, teeth strewn around, bleached by the sun

Watch where you're walking, there's blood in the sand

Watch where you're walking, this gun in my hand…

Love, wait for me, I'm almost home

Save my place at hearth of stone

Don't wait for me, I'm almost gone
Take my place when winter comes

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Tabitha – Mood Lyrics

Ik heb mijn zorgen opgeborgen
Shit ik ben moe, dus voor nu lig ik laag
Als ik eerlijk ben, dan kan het mij niet schelen
En kom ik zelfs te laat

Eyy, normaal heb ik het op een rijtje maar
Vandaag schrap ik dat van mijn lijstje
Genoeg money in mijn zakken
Dus is dat het enige wat ik praat

Ik hou normaal niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed
Het voelt alsof ik alles aan kan
En ik let niet op de tijd
Want ze staan in de rij

Vroeger was ik niet dе populairste ster van de school
Nu is zеlfs je vriendje fan
En ben ik zijn grootste idool
Ik hou normaal niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed, yeah

Ik ga links wanneer ze rechts gaan
Loop niet mee en nu ben ik de baas
Dus met al je vragen kun je nu terecht bij mijn advocaat

Ey, normaal heb ik het op een rijtje maar
Vandaag schrap ik dat van mijn lijstje
Genoeg money in mijn zakken
Dus is dat het enige wat ik praat

Ik hou normaal niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed
Het voelt alsof ik alles aan kan
En ik let niet op de tijd
Want ze staan in de rij

Vroeger was ik niet de populairste ster van de school
Nu is zelfs je vriendje fan
En ben ik zijn grootste idool
Ik hou normaal niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed, yeah

Nee ik hou niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed
Het voelt alsof ik alles aan kan
Let niet op de tijd
Ja, ze staan in de rij

Ik hou normaal niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed
Het voelt alsof ik alles aan kan
En ik let niet op de tijd
Want ze staan in de rij

Vroeger was ik niet de populairste ster van de school
Nu is zelfs je vriendje fan
En ben ik zijn grootste idool
Ik hou normaal niet van die aandacht
Maar ik ben in de mood
Shit met mij gaat het goed, yeah

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Malik Montana – Pelikan Lyrics

[Refren x2]
Łyka, łyka, łyka, łyka, łyka jak pelikan
Szukam żyda co te fanty łyka
Bez papierów, bez pytań x4

[Zwrotka 1]
Montana styl, to z całości zrobić dwie
Żeby z jednej było tak zarobić jak za dwie
Światem rządzi brud, jego częścią stałem się
Modlę się do Boga, ale wiem że robię źle
Tasuje się kokę jak te talie w pokerze
Dobrze się tu czuje kiedy zgadza mi się cash
Oni w nocy śpią, a ja gonię swój sen
Zmarszczki na psychice, nie wygładzi ich krem
Uczucia pochowałem dawno, zabili je
Nie ma nic za darmo bo tutaj płaci się
Miłość to nie banknot, za banknot to jest seks
Lubisz kurwo hardcore to gówno żryj jak pies

[Refren x2]
Łyka, łyka, łyka, łyka, łyka jak pelikan
Szukam żyda co te fanty łyka
Bez papierów, bez pytań x4

[Zwrotka: 2]
Pytasz czemu wkurw, ponury, nieuśmiechnięty
Otoczenie, dilerzy, kurwy i mordercy
Nie było gwiazd na niebie, teraz jedna jest na masce
Jak z niczego zrobisz coś to mówisz sobie hustler
My się nie żegnamy “mordo z fartem”
Tijara, ja zarabiam bo to handel
Wąchać chcą za friko, a to sampel
Ja se sypie towar a ty hajsem
Ważę jak warzywa oglądając przy tym bajkę
Jak jesteś bandytą to od majtek
Ty nie kapitan tylko kajtek
Wasza gadka dla mnie żartem
Nie tylko zimą zapraszam na nartę

[Refren x2]
Łyka, łyka, łyka, łyka, łyka jak pelikan
Szukam żyda co te fanty łyka
Bez papierów, bez pytań x4

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Mistah F.a.b. – Smile Still Lyrics (feat. Latoiya Williams)

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
Had a daughter then my mama died on me
Big cuz pulled a [?] I thought you would ride for me
I let him out, still murdered the game
Nothin' new under the sun, ain't a damn thing changed
I'm Dope Era life familiar
Pop pop, fill him up, split 'em down the middle that's a Philly blunt
What could you really want? I gave all everything I had
Lost moms, brother and dad
I still smile, what you rather me mad?
[?] 'cause you left, that I be left out and wouldn't get back
Take a little longer but soon the fog'll clear
I let myself out, so now in the dark it's here
Fight fears with a fist fight
It's the wild wild west, of course I'm bringin' guns to a fist fight
And this might go down in history on this night
It's like more than a this song, this life

[Chorus: Latoiya Williams]
Don't call me bad, I've been hurtin' and sad
A broken heart was all I knew
Always knew I'll make it through
Now I smile, 'cause the pain doesn't hurt
So bad
Through the ups and downs and ends and rounds
I still smile
[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
You probly, remember me
A black star in the ghetto no [?]
I was sippin' Activis before it was [?]
Child of an activist, my uncle ran with Huey
Ooh-we, who he?
A young black boy from the 'partment stairs
Not [?], nah, just a young black boy with the waves part in his hair
Pardon me dear, I hustled in the park right there
On them park benches, in the dark trenches where your heart drenches
All the blood so it's ice right there
I remember little Nuge lost his life right there
And when Chunk got killed, man I parked right there
Same corner where I stand still, freeze, stand still

F.A.B. you changed, nah, I'm Stan still
Just navigate a little better on them playin' fields
Learn to move a little different when your friends killed

[Chorus: Latoiya Williams]
Don't call me bad, I've been hurtin' and sad
A broken heart was all I knew
Always knew I'll make it through
Now I smile, 'cause the pain doesn't hurt
So bad
Through the ups and downs and ends and rounds
I still smile
[Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.]
Yo I called my grandmother, mother, before I called mother, mom
'Cause mom, she was smokin' on um…
No need to explain, we all been through it
Rocks on the counter, my brother left, they been blew it
Daddy shot heron, messin' up my granny's spoons
Every time he got high, sent me to my granny's room
Broke my granny heart, I can still feel granny's wound
Raised by junkies man, anywho
Hopeless, helpless, damn near homeless
House to house, couch to couch
Mama got clean, please come home Stan
Fifteen boy, I was livin' like a grown man
Teachers can't teach me, mama can' t reach me
Daddy died from HIV, it's no easy
For real it's not easy!
Then my mama leave me
Guess I'm blessed, 'cause I held my own, God see me

[Chorus: Latoiya Williams]
Don't call me bad, I've been hurtin' and sad (hurt and sad)
A broken heart was all I knew
Always knew I'll make it through
Now I smile, 'cause the pain doesn't hurt so bad
So bad
Through the ups and downs and ends and rounds
I still smile
[Outro: Latoiya Williams]
Smile, smile
I smile
Oh I smile
The pain doesn't hurt so bad
Oh I smile
Smile
Smile

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Tierra Cali – En Cambio Tu Lyrics

Noooo
Nadie ha sido comoo tu
Nadie ha llegado donde llegas tu
Nadie me hiso sentir lo mismo que tu, amor(amor)
Siii
Es cierto que nunca fui feliz
Es cierto que se burlaron de mi y me hicieron llorar muchas veces, solo
En cambio tu
Eres mi sombra al anocheser
Eres mi luz a la amanecer
Y eres el agua cuando tengo sed
(tus noches, tu luz, tu agua)
En cambio tu
Te has convertido en mi religion
Hay una tarde en mi corazon
Todas las noches te pido perdon
(te amo, mi cielo, te quieroo)

Y de nuevo..tierra cali
Siii
Es cierto que nunca fui feliz
Es cierto que se burlaron de mi y me hicieron llorar muchas veces, solo
En cambio tu..
Eres mi sombra al anocheser
Eres mi luz a la amanecer
Y eres el agua cuando tengo sed
(tus noches, tu luz, tu agua)
En cambio tu
Te has convertido en mi religion
Hay una tarde en mi corazon
Todas las noches te pido perdon
Te amo, mi cielo, te quiero
Hagamos el amor
Ohhhhhh

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Les Cowboys Fringants – Goldie Lyrics

Moi j’viens d’un p’tit village, où tout l’monde me connaissait
J’faisais le p’tit St-Jean-Baptiste, à la parade à toué années
Avec mes ch’veux blonds frisés, toutes les filles tripaient sur moé
J’me suis mis à chanter pis à bouger comme Presley

Le monde me trouvait bon, ça v’nait d’loin pour me voir
Le sous-sol de l’Eglise était ben plein le samedi soir
J’me suis mis à rêver qu’j’allais dev’nir une grosse vedette
Des contrats à l’Olympia pis au Forum comme me disaient tous mes chums…

{Refrain:}
Goldie! T’es l’meilleur
Goldie! T’es l’plus beau
J’entends encore la foule de filles me crier à tue-tête
Goldie! T’es l’meilleur
Goldie! T’es l’plus beau
J’r’vois ma mère pleurer, était assez fière de son Goldie…
(assez fière de son Goldie!)

J’ai signé un contrat d’disque pour une grosse compagnie
Guy m’a dit : ” T’as l’char fourni “, c’était une grosse Ford de l’année
Ma photo était partout, j’passais dans tous les programmes
Du jour au lendemain, tout l’Québec était fou d’moi

Les filles me lâchaient pu, pis les journaux non plus
Peu importe c’que j’chantais, tout des disques se vendaient
Du country, du rock’n’roll, pis des tounes d’amour
Plamondon ou Stéphane Venne, j’étais toujours au top ten

{au Refrain}

Chuis allé à Memphis, où j’ai rencontré Doris
Une belle blonde que j’ai mariée, c’était à la fin de l’été
On a fait le tour d’la terre, dans mon avion privé
J’ai connu du ben beau monde, dans toutes sortes de partys

La reine, Les Beatles, le Pape; mais j’y ai pas parlé
Y paraît que Roger Moore aime bien mes vieux longs jeux
J’avais des amis à Paris, partout aux États-Unis
Des blondes à Londres, le cash rentrait… tout allait trop bien…

{Pont:}
Après mon 3e divorce, j’ai sombré dans l’alcool, la dope et puis le jeu
Les journaux m’ont descendu, le fisc est v’nu m’saisir
Mais j’avais mes amis d’l’union pour me sortir du trou

Là chus r’tourné à T.V
Tout l’monde m’a adulé
Ils ont bien vite oublié toutes les déboires de mon passé
Pis si chus juste un vieux crooner qui passe à Louvain à la carte
J’suis encore bon pour les téléthons, le casino ou l’Capitol

Dans ma villa à St-Sauveur, j’reçois une fois par année
Après l’épluchette à Ginette, y a l’B.B.Q. à Goldie
J’suis r’tourné à Memphis, où j’ai pleuré Johnny
Oh! Johnny jamais j’oublierai toutes les fois qu’tu m’as dit :

{au Refrain, x2}

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Yung Bleu – Good Lyrics (feat. Flo Milli & Yo Gotti)

Good
Good
(Dougie on the beat), huh

Bitch, you messy
Your mama messy, that’s who raised you
Disrespectful
Freaky bitch and you can’t tame her
You a flight risk, that p*ssy came with a disclaimer (Damn)
She the type to eat the dick all night, but you can’t claim her (Ho)
She f*ck my name up (Up)
Was talkin’ to my nigga yesterday, you came up (Ooh)
He was tellin’ me to never love you (You)
Man, I swear to God, I shouldn’t have f*cked you

‘Cause that thang too good
‘Cause that thang too good
Girl, that thang too good
Girl, that thang too good
‘Cause that thang too good
‘Cause that thang too good
Girl, that thang too good
Girl, that thang too good (Flo Mill shit)

Rub it, he grab it when we f*ckin’, I know he tired of bustin’
I’m messing with his friend, that’s just me pushin’ his buttons
Yeah, I’m messy, a freaky bitch that you can’t claim, huh
It’s hard to catch me, she on the loose and they can’t tame her
How you gon’ judge me for the shit that I did?
You do your dirt and try to hide it, that’s some shit I don’t get
I ain’t got time for no trust issues, I know karma’s a bitch
But I can’t lie to you, sometimes I wanna get my revenge, yeah
Flo poppin’, I never need a nigga for nothin’
They flockin’, I’ma make him think he the one
I can’t help it, that’s what lust do
Every time I ride it, he gon’ nut too

‘Cause that thang too good (He know this p*ssy good)
‘Cause that thang too good (Yeah, he know this p*ssy good)

Girl, that thang too good (You know that thang)
Girl, that thang too good
‘Cause that thang too good (You know that thang)
‘Cause that thang too good (You know that thang)
Girl, that thang too good
Girl, that thang too good (Back it, back it up, yeah)

Girl, that thang tight (Tight), girl, that thang right (Right)
I’m talkin’ good enough to make a nigga change your life (Right now)
If you went to college, I’ma pay your student loans (How much?)
And if you didn’t, tell you get it on your own, f*ck it, you a hustler
Got a boutique, I’m gon’ support you, sellin’ hair, I’m gon’ support you
Doin’ lashes, I’ll support you, don’t forget you my lil’ hustler
I’m glad your mama didn’t abort you (Didn’t abort you)
Your last nigga couldn’t afford you (f*ck him)
Now that you sellin’ love (Love)
But you got dreams too (Dreams)
I’m a hustler, baby, let a nigga invest in you (Fft, beep)
And I can give you the game along the way (Way)
Big dawg status, I don’t play (I’m Yo Gotti)

‘Cause that thang too good (‘Cause that)
‘Cause that thang too good (‘Cause that p*ssy too good)
Girl, that thang too good (You know that thang too good)
Girl, that thang too good (Ooh)
‘Cause that thang too good (You know that thang)
‘Cause that thang too good (You know that thang)
Girl, that thang too good
Girl, that thang too good (Back it, back it up, yeah)

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Huntsmen – Pyre Lyrics

Too many voices in the fog

Each of them calling to his god

A harmony that sets their souls free while they rot

Tell your god he don’t get my soul yet

Too many days lost in the swamp

Ancestors watching from the dark

A dream of fire, a funeral pyre will guide me home

To a nightmare of cinders and bones

Fire will guide me home!

There’s no winter in this land,but time clings like frost to my icy hands

A shrine for your eyes, a feast for your teeth

Pull back the veil, find another veil underneath

He held her hand close to his face

As the last of his humanity drained into the ground

The setting sun painted the world blood red

As his mind fled back to the swamp, never to be found

Asleep in the pyre, asleep in the pyre!

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Tabitha – Roze Bril Lyrics

Vraag maar wat ik hier kom doen
Want het antwoord voelt zo goed (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Is dit glas wel diep genoeg
Voel ik mij nu iets te goed (no way, no way)

Oh my, dans ik iets te hard
Is het raar dat ik zo lach (no way baby)
Eén nacht is zeker niet genoeg
Om te vieren wat ik voel

Want de dagen werden weken
Weken verspilde tijd
Wat ik van jou wilde ben ik liever kwijt dan rijk
Van ellеnde weet ik veel maar
Jij spant de kroon
Ik wilde altijd andеrs, maar doe mij maar iets gewoons

Voor mij geen roze bril meer
Ik zie prima zonder
Wacht niet meer op een wonder
Op de grond, niet in de wolken
Voor mij geen roze bril meer
Het heft in eigen handen
Dans voor mij, niet voor een ander
Voor mij alleen zal ik veranderen

Voor mij geen roze bril meer (voor mij geen roze bril meer)
Voor mij geen roze bril meer (voor mij geen roze bril meer)

Vraag maar hoeveel ik je nog mis
Of ik mij soms heb vergist (no way, no way)
Slaap ik beter dan verwacht
Zonder jou nu elke nacht (oh yeah, oh yeah)

Dat ik iets en alles doe
Wanneer en waar en hoe (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Vraag maar of ik nog anders wil
(Oh hell nah)

Want de dagen werden weken
Weken verspilde tijd
Wat ik van jou wilde ben ik liever kwijt dan rijk
Van ellende weet ik veel maar
Jij spant de kroon
Ik wilde altijd anders, maar doe mij maar iets gewoons

Voor mij geen roze bril meer
Ik zie prima zonder
Wacht niet meer op een wonder
Op de grond, niet in de wolken
Voor mij geen roze bril meer
Het heft in eigen handen
Dans voor mij, niet voor een ander
Voor mij alleen zal ik veranderen

Voor mij geen roze bril meer (voor mij geen roze bril meer)
Voor mij geen roze bril meer (voor mij geen roze bril meer)

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Malik Montana – Ke6z Lyrics (feat. Kiki)

[Zwrotka 1: Malik Montana]
Potrzebni wam są tacy ludzie jak ja
By wskazać palcem i powiedzieć to ten zły
Nie jesteś dobry tobie brakuje jaj
Ja robię co chce i mnie standard nie dotyczy
Pierdol dziwko się, chuj ci w dupę, liż banana
On się błyszczeć ma nie stać, kurwo wracaj na kolana
Swoje robisz tylko kiedy sam się zadowalasz
Pierdolę ten fame, bo to cash się musi zgadzać

[Bridge: Malik Montana]
Wierz tam sobie w to co chcesz, 666
Ja to wierzę w siebie tylko cash, cash, cash
A na końcu dodam “Yes, we can” (pik pik haha)
“Yes, we can”

[Refren: Kiki & Malik Montana]
Kochają, potem nienawidzą, potem znów kochają
A mi stan konta rośnie i ciągle mi mało /x2
Kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha
Przeliczam plik
Kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha
Kluczyk pik pik /x2

[Zwrotka 2: Malik Montana]

Zanim go włożę do buzi napluję w ryj (tfu)
Kobieto milcz idź lepiej naczynia zmyj
To ja nauczyłem ich znaczenia słowa styl
Robiąc rozpierdol na tej scenie #Czarnobyl
Krawacik, mieszkanie w kredyt i fura w leasing
A mi przy rozporku odznaczył się znowu lipstick
Wykałaczka w buzi, dresy – kanacki styl
Odbija się kebabem jej, znaczy Malik tam był
[Bridge: Malik Montana]
Wierz tam sobie w to co chcesz, 666
Ja to wierzę w siebie tylko cash, cash, cash
A na końcu dodam “Yes, we can” (pik pik haha)
“Yes, we can”

[Refren: Kiki & Malik Montana]
Kochają, potem nienawidzą, potem znów kochają
A mi stan konta rośnie i ciągle mi mało x2
Kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha
Przeliczam plik
Kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha, kocha, nie kocha
Kluczyk pik pik /x2

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Mistah F.a.b. – Made It To Tha Club Lyrics (feat. Cyhi Da Prince)

[Verse 1]
What a day, man I’ll explain in a few
I’ll give you a list of bullshit that I done been through
Got pulled over harassed, by the tas, when I passed
Cause the window was down, and the police got a draft
Of the grass, searched the car and only found bags
Bad tags, rain drag, but that was only the half
Drove halfway down the block then I almost crashed
Cold thang, man I wasn’t even driving fast
But this lady I have passed had ass so I smashed
My bad, f*cked up my brand new jag
Tried to play it all bad like I wasn’t even mad
But I was harder than the son at his deadbeat dad
I’m just tryina make a dollar out of 15 cents
But a buck 15 still can’t pay your rent
My baby mama tripping saying libby need diapers
And my brother stressed out cause he just got light

[Hook]
All day I’ve been grinding, with so much on my mind and
So ain’t worry bout shining, I wouldn’t even wait in the line and
I’m glad I made to the club, I almost didn’t make it
I’m glad I made it to the club, police tryna take me
I’m glad I made it to the club, I ain’t trippin on anything
I’m glad I made it to the club, fresh off probation
I’m glad I made it to the club

[Verse 2]
This for all my niggas getting rich in the trap
I ain’t getting head, but my bitch in my lap
Plus the cops in my rear view, but i gotta stay calm
Cause them lights make you freeze like the deer do
I write songs, sit back and drink a beer 2
Count money, even shed a tear or 2
But I got work in the car, search for the law
Can’t wait to hit the club and put some purp in the gar
Chilling in my section spitting church to a broad
Standing on the couch looking durk and gassard
With a bottle but I barely even drink it
Most of my niggas did it all from the pink…
White girl, or the green shit, I’m in the club with a bunch of delinquents
My regime thick, all of us straight chrome
But we came to celebrate for the niggas who just came home

[Hook] x2
All day I’ve been grinding, with so much on my mind and
So ain’t worry bout shining, I wouldn’t even wait in the line and
I’m glad I made to the club, I almost didn’t make it
I’m glad I made it to the club, police tryna take me
I’m glad I made it to the club, I ain’t trippin on anything
I’m glad I made it to the club, fresh off probation
I’m glad I made it to the club

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Unleash The Archers – Faster Than Light Lyrics

[Verse ]
Once more we're flying fast as light
Dark matter passing in the night
Pursued by a force we can't outrun
As we hurtle towards a dying sun

[Pre-Chorus 1]
We maneuver through the remnants of a moon
On the solar winds of supernovas
There is not a place to hide, the Matriarch is close behind
It's plain to see she's coming for us all

[Chorus]
Fly till the stars collide
Till we live or die
Faster than ever before
Fly to forget your past
To move on at last
Fly on and forever more
Faster than light

[Verse 2]
Still farther and beyond we race
Into the outer reach of space
Through systems I will never know
And yet still we have nowhere to go
[Pre-Chorus 2]
As the planets shatter right before my eyes
There's no turning back, she's already here
Stare into infinity, and know that time is short for me

I can't deny she's coming for us all

[Chorus]
Fly till the stars collide
Till we live or die
Faster than ever before
Fly to forget your past
To move on at last
Fly on and forever more
Faster than light

[Bridge]
Why do I not turn and fight
And see if I somehow might set myself free?
Why do I feel so alive
As if suddenly I somehow find I'm where I should be?
Finally, I feel I can face up to all that I've done and become something more, more

[Chorus]
Fly till the stars collide
Till I live or die
Faster than ever before
Fly to forgive my past
To move on at last
Fly on and forever more
Fly till the stars collide
Till I live or die
Faster than ever before
Fly to forgive my past
To move on at last
Fly on and forever more
Faster than light

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Du Maroc – Drogba Lyrics

[Part I]
Karte raus, iPhone weg, Kurztrip Barcelona
Paket Nouga, 7-1 wie Bayern gegen As Roma
Martin Luther King [?] schwarz wie Afri Kola
Steche mit dem Mariposa, mach dich kalt wie Arizona
Ice Tea, lass mal dein Thai-Chi
Blei fliegt, Dein Nuttenteam tanzt Samba auf High Heels
Jeder meiner Jungs hat 50 Riesen auf der Kante
Im Flieger wird verhandelt, im Flug nach Alicanté
Lass mal euren bösen Blick, der Typ kann mich am Arsch lecken
Warum muss jeder auf Toilette
Wenn der Kellner kommt zum Abrechnen
Pickel im Gesicht, erkennt vor Eiter kaum die Hackfresse
Gefälschte [?], Calvin Klein voller Kackflecken
Chill in Malibu, Lhabs auf Barcadi Coke
Bakkali holt, Twizzlar aus Español
Wo ist der Safe? Ich knack den Jackpot
Let’s Go, Next stop, Schieß auf den Drecks Cop

[Hook 2x]
Achi Stop jetzt bin ich dran, Piç bleib auf Distanz
Eins gegen Eins, bin ich wie Drogba
Riskant!

Stop jetzt bin ich dran, Piç bleib auf Distanz
Eins gegen Eins, bin ich wie Ong-Bak oder Ip Man

[Part II]
RSC Anderlecht, du bekommst Para Flash
Para Cash, gebunkert in Marrakesch
In Interviews reden sie von Hektik und Schlägereien
Diese Lauchs würden gern wie ich, Schläger sein
Jederzeit bin ich bereit wenn du anrufst
Ankunft, wirf dein Handtuch du Hanswurst
Du scheißt in deine Hosen, man ich seh’s an deiner Haltung
Bild dir deine Meinung man, der Rapper aus der Zeitung
[?], Dick Peace in Pressung
Kein Rückzug, kein Aufgeben, kämpf trotz Verletzung
Erzählen irgendwas in der Promo von Schusswaffen
Stehn sie vor ‘nem Mann müssen sie erstmal nach Luft schnappen
Es gibt Beef, Junge lass das, weinende Mamas
Schnapp mir die Kalash, feuern Hipster aus den Hummers
Renn und Atme, Leben verflucht
FFM Straßenkodex, hier ist reden tabu!

[Hook]