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Chris Travis – Intro Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, I wanna welcome y’all to the sounds of, Codeine and Pizza
Gianni Lee, Chris Travis, shoutout to Raider Klan

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Lil’ Duke – I’m There Lyrics (feat. Steezy)

[Chorus: Steezy]
If you need me, I'm there
No, no, don't go away, just believe me, I'm here
My mama, put her in my will, oh my God, she there
My mama, put her in my will, oh my God
I'm so high, I'm tryna come down from Mars
Limited edition Goyard, Lamborghini just to floss
All your clothes, baby, take 'em off
She get nailed to the cross

[Verse 1: Steezy]
The Lam's in the garage
Two bitches I wanna menage
I get high on top of a star
But I done cut way back on bars
He just died on top of the bed, dope all in his veins
I know my dawgs down for me, I pray they never change
I got my Glock out and this my dark side
And you better not try it because we'll all slide
I get sick and tired of these bitches not thinkin' I'm rich when we shoppin' inside of Chanel
I had to go put that bitch down and I told her that we wasn't stopping for shit that's on sale
And we never care 'bout a spark, any problems, I'm bailing my lil' homie right out of jail
In my rocket ship, I'm high off pills
Speaking of high, I fly on Lears
Droppin' like flies, can't play with my guys
I can't tell no lies, this room full of vibes
[Chorus: Steezy]
If you need me, I'm there
No, no, don't go away, just believe me, I'm here
My mama, put her in my will, oh my God, she there
My mama, put her in my will, oh my God
I'm so high, I'm tryna come down from Mars
Limited edition Goyard, Lamborghini just to floss

All your clothes, baby, take 'em off
She get nailed to the cross

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
She get nailed to the cross
Ain't taking no L's 'cause the L stand for loss
Donut out the parking lot and they hear the exhaust
We just walk right in the mall
Cashing out, don't care what it cost
I cannot live in the past and f*ck with no thottie, can't make her my wife
I know these niggas be hatin' on the kid
He play with that cash then he losing his life
I call the shots and I'm using my stripes
She pretty and broke, that ain't none of my type
Too many hoes overseas wanna Skype
Baby girl ride on that dick like a bike
Talkin' that shit and I know you ain't right
And I put on all black like a thief in the night
She my lil' baby, she keepin' it tight
Soon as a ho get wrong, she wanna fight
I'm tryna travel the world, girl, you can bring all of your friends
I might just cop my lil' bitch a new Benz
I'm tryna motivate niggas to win
Whenever you call me, I'm coming, I'm running
[Chorus: Steezy]
If you need me, I'm there
No, no, don't go away, just believe me, I'm here
My mama, put her in my will, oh my God, she there
My mama, put her in my will, oh my God
I'm so high, I'm tryna come down from Mars
Limited edition Goyard, Lamborghini just to floss
All your clothes, baby, take 'em off
She get nailed to the cross

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Zenglen – Child Support Lyrics

[Intro]
Fin banm zoklo, fin banm prizon
Epi w lage m nan Child support
Sa pap fèt, sa pap fèt non
It’s not fair
[2x]

[Verse 1]
Nan peyi serie dwa fanm respecte
Lè yon nonm pase deraye pou frape danje
Men sa pa vle di pou w abize yon lwa cheri
Nan ka sa mwen deja victim
Men kounya w soti pou w detwi lavi m

[Koral]
Banm yon chans pou m wè timoun yo
Banm yon chans pou mwen nan vi yo
Se tout dwa m se mwen k papa yo
Si gon w verite fò n di yo

[Reginald Cange]
Kote m te ye ankò a
Ah tèt mwen pati, ok m wè kibo m ye

[Verse 2]
Kounya m devan jij yap mande m qui suis-je
Mwen pa janm frape w ni joure w tèlman m adore w
Ou fin banm zoklo, ou pap menm vle m wè timoun yo
Pou lajan ou pèdi rezon
Ou abize la lwa ou fè m pran prizon
[Koral]
Banm yon chans pou m wè timoun yo
Banm yon chans pou mwen nan vi yo
Se tout dwa m se mwen k papa yo
Si gon w verite fò n di yo

[Reginald Cange]
Child support ta supoze aplike nan lemond antye
Aux Etats-Unis se on lwa ki pwoteje fanm kont gason kap bay gòl kouri
Se nòmal lè w pa ka okipe timoun ou pa bay gròs
Men nan ka pa m nan l diferan m okipe pitit mwen
Se ou kap bay pwoblem
It’s not fair

[Keyboard solo]
Kite Zenglen poze
Kòm nou ka wè bagay yo still wòch sou wòch metal sou metal

[Verse 3]
Chak fwa map panse dlo pran koule nan je m doudou
Pou jan nou te renmen pou jan nou tap Mennen

Menm lè m pa la pèsòn pap chanje sa
Timoun yo se pitit mwen se vi mwen, se san mwen yo ye (2x)

Fin banm zoklo, fin banm prizon
Epi w lage m nan Child support
Sa pap fèt, sa pap fèt non
It’s not fair non non non
Ou fin drive kò w nan lari a epi se mwen sèl kap pran presyon
Sa pa fèt, it’s not fair
Yon jou w pral regret timoun yo pral grandi cheri
Yo pral poze w kesyon – mommy where is daddy?
Ou pap ka bay manti paske lasosyete deja konnen sak pase
Gen twòp je ki tap gade
Pito mwen rekòmanse medite, konsyantize

Ou pa ta fè m sa – cheri mwen
Ou pa ta fè m sa – pou jan m te renmen w
Ou pa ta fè m sa – pou jan m envesti
Ou pa ta fè m sa – ou fè m fè tansyon wi
Ou pa ta fè m sa – m santi map mouri
Ou pa ta fè m sa (3x)

Tempo

E oh oh – se mwen
E oh oh ah – se mwen
Lè bill pou peye – se mwen
Timoun pral lekòl – se mwen
Fanmi w gen pwoblèm – se mwen
Lè w gen malady – se mwen
Cheri ou pa ta fè m sa – se mwen
Doudou m pa merite sa – se mwen
M pa konn le premye – se mwen
M konn le dènye – se mwen
Lè pa gen manje – se mwen
Ou bezwen lajan – se mwen
Cheri ou pa ta fè m sa – se mwen
Honey m pa merite sa – se mwen
E oh oh – se mwen
E oh oh ah – se mwen
E oh oh – se mwen

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Perry Como – O Marenariello Lyrics

Vicino al mare facciamo l’amore
A cuore a cuore
Ci divertiamo
É marinara questa bellezza
E su questa bellezza io voglio morire

~ an original Italian melody
Arranged and adapted by Ray Charles and Nick Perito
With additional Italian adaptation by Salvatore Gambardella

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Chris Travis – When We Ride Lyrics (feat. Amber London)

[Hook]
All black when we ride
Niggas cannot f*ckin hide
This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind
If I'm lying then I'm dying
Is you riding or is you dying
Quit with all that faking bitch
Is you trying or is you lying
(3x)

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
Smoked a thousand blunts
Got a nigga feeling too straight
With a bad bitch and I'm giving her that bukkake
Nigga f*ck you mean, I get a new bitch every tuesday
Boy you niggas trippin, better tie up that shoelace
Chris f*cking Travis, boy you ain't gotta like me
I'm steezin on yo main bitch or better yet yo wifey
No doubt that ima take her muthaf*cka more than likely
I slip back to my town and told that pretty bitch to skype me
I ride around my town my nigga blowin on that chronic
I hit the nearest mickey d's for my f*ckin munchies
I'm laughing at you niggas cause yall so f*ckin funny
Bitch it's a dark day even when it's f*ckin sunny
Shoutout to the Houston queen Amber f*ckin London
I'm sliding rolling solo and that Pimp C bitch I'm bumpin
I'm lighting kush blunts cause a nigga feeling grumpy
While you texting yo bitch my nigga I hope you know she f*cking
[Hook]
All black when we ride
Niggas cannot f*ckin hide
This that raider klan phonk, sinking deep inside yo mind

If I'm lying then I'm dying
Is you riding or is you dying
Quit with all that faking bitch
Is you trying or is you lying
(2x)

[Verse 2: Amber London]
You ain't f*ckin with the realest, trillest, bitches on the rise
Grippin the wheel and poppin the pill
We got to kill with no disguise
Niggas think it's all gravy but at stake with a f*ckin snake
You can't escape, we keepin it real my nigga it ain't nothing fake
I ain't dying, i ain't crying, no lying, ima ride bitch
You side bitch, the only time you on top is when you ride dick
You tried this, lil nigga shoe size, size 6
Smokin on exotic that narcotic make my eyes sit
Don't act like you get it when you don't
Cause yo wig they will split and then sit it on the trunk
See them niggas ain't no punks
See them niggas ain't no lames
Switchin lanes but ain't no snitching
Bitch we come from different things
See them hoes don't know no pain
And I ain't never felt regret
So I'm strapped, Mac and the Chrome and I'm aimed at yo neck
Naw Amber ain't no killer G
But I can do you lyricliy
Come f*ck with me
I'll gladly take you bitches where the spirits be
You hearing me?

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Lil’ Duke – Personality Lyrics

[Hook]
Baby I'm in love with your personality
Every time she dress, you know she slay, fatality
Came from out that hood, yeah I got a street mentality
Now we sell out shows, you know YSL the faculty
And you we stoned, just like some hippy, we f*cking on the balcony
Standing on the sofa [?]
All of the hoes tryna tackle me
Cause we motivate young niggas all around the world
To go get that money lil' nigga
I don't see shit funny lil' nigga

[Verse 1]
Had a dream I made a hunnid thousand dollars, I was playing maybe next day
Money coming all kind of ways
Stay out the way and just stack it and pray
Sold out show in Texas, flew out my bestie
Don't know what they talking 'bout, my niggas they young and reckless
Boy you are intruder, please do not come in my session
Dem niggas gon' press ya, act like you got pressure
Whip up a third in [?] I need them extras
Rolling about 3 or 4 spot, and we having pressure
Talked about in all the blogs
Taking them pictures we all in the mall
When I'm in public I ride with my dogs
Me and my niggas done went through it all
Whenever they need me, I swear I'm on call
And it so hood, we gon' ball 'till we fall
Pretty lil' bitches, we run through 'em all
And them lil' bitches, they know how we ball
Kick 'em out [?]
[Hook]
Baby I'm in love with your personality
Every time she dress, you know she slay, fatality
Came from out that hood, yeah I got a street mentality
Now we sell out shows, you know YSL the faculty
And you we stoned, just like some hippy, we f*cking on the balcony
Standing on the sofa [?]

All of the hoes tryna tackle me
Cause we motivate young niggas all around the world
To go get that money lil' nigga
I don't see shit funny lil' nigga

[Verse 2]
Sixty yeah they rolling with me
Yeah, came from the muhf*cking trenches
Talking all crazy, get hit in yo dentures
Told you before that I'm f*cking yo mistress
I'm running the team and yeah I be pitching
Please do not come up on me with no extras
Young nigga banging, they cripping, they tetris
I put my heart in this shit, I'm so special
I'm a big dog, lil' boy I'm a veteran
And I came up out of cocaine
Gunna, Gunna having propane
Nechie with me, yeah he tote K's
Shoot at them trap, whenever they get out of line
Take off running, I put one in they spine
Boy you a rat, boy you been dropping dime
Free my brother [?] out of dying
[?]
MAC in the highway, how he just waiting
Me and Thugga, back to back in Mercedes
'Bout to smash on that freak, her name Mercedes
Momma said it's coming, gotta be patient
I wanted off of them minimum wages
All a young nigga know is stack the paper
At the casino, we ball out in Vegas
[Hook]
Baby I'm in love with your personality
Every time she dress, you know she slay, fatality
Came from out that hood, yeah I got a street mentality
Now we sell out shows, you know YSL the faculty
And you we stoned, just like some hippy, we f*cking on the balcony
Standing on the sofa [?]
All of the hoes tryna tackle me
Cause we motivate young niggas all around the world
To go get that money lil' nigga
I don't see shit funny lil' nigga

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Zenglen – B.S. Production Lyrics

[Intro]

Se nan bouch moun nou tande ke Zenglen pral performé
Promoteur a deside san jazz la pa confirmé
Li di music sa pot kòb
Promoteur se yon bon job
Pendant ce temps l’ap detwi reputation tout jazz yo
Fanatik debake: “Promoteur nou vin danse jazz la”
Yo fè deplasman, moun yo peye lajan
Pa menm gen instrument
Promoteur nou vin danse jazz la
Se lè sa l’ mande manager jazz la negosye
Manager, konn sa w’ap fè a tande, anh!

[Horns]

Ouh! Se nou k’ toujou subi
Promoteur suspan fè nou abi
Public la pa konnen, jan gen nan nou k’ koken
Des fois li mal aji
Promoteur suspan fè nou abi
Des fois n’oblije jwe pou reputation n’ pa gache

[Guitar Solo]

(Ann chante) B.S. Production show me some actions
Lè w’ pa kalifye, ou pa pwofese
Lè w’ ekspoze jazz la san w’ pa menm gen kontra
Public la fache, jazz la afekte
B.S. Production show me some actions (Show me actions)
Lè w’ pa kalifye, ou pa pwofese
Lè w’ ekspoze jazz la san w’ pa menm gen kontra
Public la fache, jazz la afekte

Woyy! Moun yo fè deplasman, moun yo peye lajan
Pa menm gen instrument
Jazz la pa prezante
Si bagay yo pa klè
Se fòt ou promoteur
Yo di jazz la pa sérieux, se Zenglen ki afekte

B.S. Production show me some actions (Show me actions)
Lè w’ pa kalifye, ou pa pwofese (Oh non)
Lè w’ ekspoze jazz la (Se vre wi) san w’ pa menm gen kontra

Public la fache, jazz la afekte

[Instrumental]

Si w’ pa vle pran mach eskalye a, w’a pran ascenceur a
Paske nou menm se la n’ ye, anlè a, anlè a
Mais qu’est-ce qui se passe au second étage?
Se Zenglen chéri k’ape mate kompa

[Hook]
B.S. Production, pa fè sa a,a
B.S. Production, pa fè sa

Lontan, lè w’ jwe music yo trete w’ de tafyatè
Lontan, lè w’ jwe kompa, t’es le plus sal des va-nu-pieds
San yo pa konnen, se nou ki bay lanmou
San yo pa konnen, lè w’ met lajwa nan kè yo
You musicien l’ s’on instrument indispensable a la nati
Se nou k’ ka soulaje, tristès move moman yo
Ou fè m’ jwe ou pa peye m’
W’ap di m’ atis yo mouri pòv
Olye w’acht’on CD, ou pito fè mil kopi
Ou dwe reyalize s’on B.S. Production ki la pou eksplwate n’
Anpeche nou avanse
Bagay yo gen pou chanje, ou te mèt kwè m’ si w’ vle
Lè sa n’a pwogrese, n’a remèsye Bondye o, wowowo

B.S. Production show me some actions (Show me actions)
Lè w’ pa kalifye, ou pa pwofese (non no)
Lè w’ ekspoze jazz la san w’ pa menm gen kontra
Public la fache (public la fache) jazz la afekte
B.S. Production show me some actions
Lè w’ pa kalifye, ou pa pwofese
Lè w’ ekspoze jazz la san w’ pa menm gen kontra
Public la fache, jazz la afekte

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Zenglen – Zenglen Forever Lyrics

We are survivor
We’ll never give up
Zenglen’s forever believe it or not
We are survivor
We’ll never give up
Zenglen’s forever believe it or not

Solèy la cho kou dife
Moun nan lan kesyon ap poze
Eske se tout bon vre
Yo di Zenglen programmé
Yo di lavi s’on konba
Pou viv w’oblije solda
Nou ka tonbe, nou ka leve
Nou deja abitué

We are survivor
We’ll never give up
Zenglen’s forever believe it or not
We are survivor
We’ll never give up

On est du genre legendaire
Et les fans en sont très fier
Malgré tout tan sa n’ pa jwe
Yo pat janm ka depatienté
Yo di si Zenglen kraze
Konpa direk pral tonbe
Pou yo nou f’on efò
Le Coeur du kompa bat encore

Miami! Y’ap kriye pi fò
Men Zenglen ankò
Moun tribord, babord yo te deja dakò
Y’ap kriye pi fò
Men Zenglen ankò
Moun tribord, babord yo te deja dakò

La patience est amer
Mais on dit que son fruit est délicieux
Pou sa k’ tap soufri, gad jan y’ap souri
Bondye wè n’ pa gen tò
Fanatik yo wè jan n’ fè efò
Yo pap panike, yo fin abitué

Yo gentan fin abitué, yo fin adikte
Yo pap panike
Destin chwazi Zenglen pou generation sa
Yo fin abitué
Si w’ kwè m’ manti
Mande Dejean, Scorpio, Dipi
Yo pap panike
Menm si n’ bite, nou penche, n’ap releve
Yo fin abitué

La patience est amer
On dit que son fruit est délicieux
Pou sa k’ tap soufri, gad jan y’ap souri
Bondye wè n’ pa gen tò

Fanatik yo wè jan n’ fè efò
Yo pap panike, yo fin abitué
Ay ay! Yo di pa gen moun ki ka bann kou jazz sa
Mesye van yo soufle

Yo gentan fin abitué, yo fin adikte
Yo pap panike
Destin chwazi Zenglen pou generation sa
Yo fin abitué
Si w’ kwè m’ manti
Mande Septa, Bossa, Dipi
Yo pap panike
Menm si n’ bite, menm si n’ penche, nou ka leve
Yo fin abitué
Stop! Zenglen w’ soti pou dejwe m’ wi
Who’s that? Who’s that?
Guess Who’s Back?
Hello Richie fè l’ avè yo

G’on ekip ti medam move
Devan jazz la yap kanpe
Yo di se Zenglen yo vin voye monte
Ti medam let’s go
Ti mesye yo byen kanpe
Se pa nan vil la yo ye
Se konpa Zenglen n yo vin ranmase
Pick it up, let’s go (2X)

Men 2004 la
Men 2004 la

G’on ekip ti medam move
Devan jazz la yap kanpe
Yo di se Zenglen yo vin voye monte
Ti medam let’s go
Ti mesye yo byen kanpe
Se pa nan vil la yo ye
Se konpa Zenglen n yo vin ranmase
Pick it up, let’s go (2X)

Men 2004 la
Men 2004 la

Menm si n’ bite, nou pap tonbe
Nap toujou flote, flop, flop

Zenglen Forever
All I need is one band, one band eya
It’s now or never
Faut kompa g’on sauveur
Zenglen Forever
All they need is one band, one band eya
It’s now or never
Faut kompa g’on sauveur
Zenglen Forever
All they need is one band, one band eya
It’s now or never
Faut kompa g’on sauveur

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Perry Como – Dear Hearts And Gentle People Lyrics

I love those dear hearts… an’ gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts… an’ gentle people,
Will never, ever, let you down!

They read the ‘Good-Book’… from Fri ’till Monday,
That’s how the weekend goes!
I’ve got a ‘dream-house’… I’ll build there one day,
With a picket-fence… an’ ramblin’ rose!

I feel so welcome… each time that I return,
That my happy heart keeps laughin’ like a clown
I love those dear hearts… an’ gentle people,
Who live an’ love in my home town!

[instrumental break]

I love those people!

[instrumental break]

I love those dear hearts… an’ gentle people,
Who live in my home town,
Because those dear hearts… an’ gentle people,
Will never, ever let you down!

They read the ‘Good-Book’… from Fri ’till Monday,
That’s how the weekend goes!
I’ve got a ‘dream-house’… I’ll build there one day,
With a picket-fence… and a ramblin’ rose!

[instrumental break]

I love the dear hearts… an’ gentle people,
Who shout a friendly ‘Hi’…
When they go passin’ by…
Who live an’ love in my home town!

[instrumental break]

Ah! These are my kinda people!

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Chris Travis – Sip That Shit Lyrics

[Hook] x2
Codeine in this cup
Sour Cherry in my blunt
And that’s word to Cali my nigga
Go on pour me up

[Verse 1]
Shoutsout my niggas in Cali
Smoking on that Maui Waui
f*ck niggas trying to doubt me
But it ain’t the same without me
Sip that lean get a little drowsy
[?] from round me
Lowkey my nigga, come find me
Deep in your bitch vagina
Hell naw my nigga, you lying
I buy it, I don’t supply it

That’s your bitch I let her come ride it
Say goodbye to your lil’ wifey
Stripped on CamWow while we was Skyping
Said her main nigga trifling
Got up in her head
Now the bitch said she want to bite me

[Hook] x2
Codeine in this cup
Sour Cherry in my blunt
And that’s word to Cali my nigga
Go on pour me up

[Outro] x8
Sip that shit
Sip that shit my nigga
Sip that shit

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Lil’ Duke – Do You Remember Lyrics (feat. Lil Durk)

[Intro: Lil Duke]
Shit hard right?
Yeah, baby I don't know why
Why?

[Hook: Lil Duke]
Remember them days I was broke and I really ain't have it? (do you remember?)
Now we on private flights, takin' trips all across the planet (all over the place now)
I just booted up, and no, I do not plan on landing (I just booted up)
f*ck all my exes, I know them bitches, they can't stand me (f*ck 'em)
This is your world, baby we are just in it (this is your world)
We chasin paper, boy f*ck the speed limit (we chasin paper)
Oversea bitches, they barely speak english (oversea bitches)
She know I'm about money, she like my demeanor (she know I'm about money)
Bae, I cannot see us fallin apart (I cannot see us)
She come break my heart, but she see all the scars (she see the scars)
Whenever she with me, she see all the stars (she see the stars)
Bitch I am a dealer, ain't talkin' no cars (I am a dealer)

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
Got off my ass and I went did my own thing (got off my ass)
f*ck the HOV, we built our own lane (shoo, shoo)
Got rich off of rappin, we did the cocaine (rich off of rap)
Now everything I spit is fire like propane (everything)
Came a long way from that carrying that block out (came a long way)
I was runnin' from cops, I was servin them rocks (runnin from)
Been on my stocks and we dont f*ck with thots (been on my)
Turnt our whole life around and we paid a cap
Take care the family thats what its bout (takin care)
Ain't talkin about datin, but we take em out
Send my lil shooters to peep out yo spot
Hunnid round ?, we make yo whole block hot
No games, we ain't playing (no game, we ain't playing)
No talk, we spraying (we spraying)
My niggas got no understanding (no understanding)
Blow your ass right off the planet (bwah)
Now we the last real niggas standing
[Hook: Lil Duke]
But do you remember them days I was broke and I really ain't have it? (do you remember?)
Now we on private flights, takin' trips all across the planet (all over the place now)
I just booted up, and no, I do not plan on landing (I just booted up)

f*ck all my exes, I know them bitches, they can't stand me (f*ck 'em)
This is your world, baby we are just in it
We chasin paper, boy f*ck the speed limit
Oversea bitches, they barely speak English
She know I'm about money, she like my demeanor
Bae, I cannot see us fallin apart
She come break my heart, but she see all the scars
Whenever she with me, she see all the stars
Bitch I am a dealer, ain't talkin' no cars

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Rondo here for the convo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cocaine cowboy, Griselda Blanco (yeah, yeah)
Too many shots to his block (bwah)
f*ck him cause he is an op (yeah, yeah)
Three-hundred cannot be stopped
Topple boy hit him up (brr) have my littles pick em up
Always tryna pick him up (let's get it) boy he ain't getting up
Headshot ain't gettin up (bwah) free my niggas zoo and them (gang)
I dont f*ck with niggas, I just f*ck with a few of them
Can't name a nigga that robbed me (nah)
I can name a few niggas that tried to shot me (boom-boom)
In Miami with the plug, yea you the plug
With a Spanish bitch, and she callin me papi
Montana, Montana, Montana (yeah, yeah)
(Niggas ain't f*ckin with me, no, yeah)
(Who shot ya p*ssy nigga? We don't know, yeah)
Block out, run up on 'em
Run up, block out (block out)
OTF YSL
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Do you remember them days I was broke and I really ain't have it? (do you remember?)
Now we on private flights takin' trips all over the planet (all over the place now)
I just booted up and no, I do not plan on landing (I just booted up)
f*ck all my exes, I know them bitches, they can't stand me (f*ck 'em)
This is your world, baby we are just in it (this is your world)
We chasin paper, boy f*ck the speed limit (we chasin paper)
Oversee bitches, they barely speak English (oversee bitches)
She know I'm about money, she like my demeanor
Bae, I cannot see us fallin apart (I cannot see it)
She come break my heart, but she see all the scars
Whenever she with me, she see all the stars
Bitch I am a dealer, ain't talking no cars (I am a dealer)

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Upchurch – Livin’ In A Country Song Lyrics

[Verse 1]
If I could never age a day past senior year
I’d still be burnin’ up fuel in that rear view mirror
Yelling to my buddies, “Hey man, no cop, no stop”
You know that’s right
We was crankin’ up the dial jammin’ Rocky Top
Hidin’ all our pot in our truck toolbox
Saying, “Bubba I think we’re good, they ain’t gonna check there”
But if they do
But if the blue lights come I’ll be steppin’ on the gas
Feelin’ like Earnhardt goin’ Talladega fast
With my heart a racin’ like it’s lookin’ for a checkered flag
But all you’re gonna catch is

[Chorus]
Dusty taillights fadin’ off in a one-lane
Water colored sky, water tower spray painted on
In John Deere green (John Deere green)
When the Friday night lights make your hometown glow
And that smoke in the sky from a field down the road
That’s what I call home (I call home)
Just livin’ in a country song
Just livin’ in a country song

[Verse 2]
Rusty old trucks from the senior class
With ripped American flags wavin’ in the back
With an exhaust so loud that it will shake my whole town
(Oh yeah it would)
With the CD skippin’ ’cause we done burnt it up
Jammin’ flyin’ down a back road while we was on the road
Leavin’ black marks somewhere in small town USA (USA)
It was “Hey baby girl, do you need my Carhartt?
Yeah it’s gettin’ kinda cold I’m trying to break your heart”
In a square body Chevy painted up like the General Lee
So we can let the cops see

[Chorus]
Dusty taillights fadin’ off in a one-lane

Water colored sky, water tower spray painted on
In John Deere green (John Deere green)
When the Friday night lights make your hometown glow
And that smoke in the sky from a field down the road
That’s what I call home (I call home)
Just livin’ in a country song
Just livin’ in a country song

[Verse 3]
Billy Bob loved Charlene and I used to love just runnin’ roads
The smell of freedom on two bare feet with a mix dried up cedar logs
Mama knew I was creek bound, south side Cheatham river rat
With hair too long and big old letters that read backwoods across my back
Sunburnt to a red crisp, skin peelin’ like every week
Sneakin’ outta my bedroom window, man we thought we super slick
Smokin’ Paw Paw’s Black & Milds, drenched in A&F Cologne
Tryin’ to cover up that weekend smell from all that marijuana smoke
Mama tried, Jesus watched, God laughed and Satan helped
What you expect? I grew up in a house that bumped the Charlie Daniels Band
So if you catch me in Georgia I got the golden fiddle
And I’m chasin’ the dream and outrunnin’ that old devil with

[Chorus]
Dusty taillights fadin’ off in a one-lane
Water colored sky, water tower spray painted on
In John Deere green (John Deere green)
When the Friday night lights make your hometown glow
And that smoke in the sky from a field down the road
That’s what I call home (I call home)
Just livin’ in a country song
Just livin’ in a country song

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Zenglen – Do It Right Lyrics

Oye!
Se sa gason m’

Nan tout sa w’ap fè dans lavi
Pran san w’ fè li byen
Tout moun va respeckte w
Respekte prensip lavi, discipline, ooo
Tout moun va konn valè w (Valè w) [Oye!]

Nan tout sa w’ap fè dans lavi
Pran san w’ fè li byen
Pou pa regrèt demain
Discipline epi pasyans ak pèseverans oy
W’a jwenn rekonpans
Tou piti ou tande lavi s’on eskalye
Fò w’ fè 1 avan w fè 2
Fò w’ aprann abcd w’
Fò w’ rale avan w’ mache
Se ladan l nou tout pase

Oye!
Se sa gason m’
Fè sa w’ap fè a byen
N’ap fè l tou

[Chorus]
Pa leve you matin pran chodyè w pou ou fè manje
San w’ pa jamè gade lè manman w ape sizone
Ou ka bay kay la dife (dife)
Ou ka bay tout moun dyare (dyare)
Pa leve you matin pran sizo w fè rad pou mete
San w’ pa konnen boss Gerard gen 15 ans l’ap fè sa
Ou ka mache debraye (debraye)
Pran wont lasosyete (sosyete)
Pa leve you matin pran chodyè w pou ou fè manje
San w’ pa jamè gade lè manman w ape sizone
Ou ka bay kay la dife (dife)
Ou ka bay tout moun dyare (dyare)

[Hook]
Se pa sizo, a se kwafè (Se kwafè a)
Se pa clinic la, se doktè (Se doktè a)
Se pa lekòl la, se elèv la (Se elèv la)
Se pa ballon an, se Ronaldo (Se Ronaldo)
Se pa batterie a se Richie ki ka jwe konsa

Se pa keyboard la se Nicky ki solo konsa
Se pa guitar, se Brutus ki kreye sa
Se pa micro a, se Gracia ki chante konsa

[Chorus]
Pa leve you matin pran chodyè w pou ou fè manje
San w’ pa jamè gade lè manman w ape sizone
Ou ka bay kay la dife (dife)
Ou ka bay tout moun dyare (dyare)

[Piano solo]

Tchenbe, pa lage
Tchenbe, pa lage
Tchenbe, pa lage

Do it right, do it right
Don’t give up the fight, Don’t give up the fight
It’s a game of life baby, just do it right
Do it right, do it right
Don’t give up the fight, Don’t give up the fight
It’s a game of life baby

Tchenbe, pa lage
Tchenbe, pa lage
Tchenbe, pa lage

Do it right, do it
Don’t give up the fight, gotta do it now
It’s a game of life baby, do it, gotta do it now
Do it right, do it
Don’t give up the fight, gotta do it now
It’s a game of life baby, do it, gotta do it now
Do it right, do it
Don’t give up the fight, gotta do it now
It’s a game of life baby, do it, gotta do it now

[Outro]
Do it right, do it
Don’t give up the fight, gotta do it now
It’s a game of life baby, do it, gotta do it now
Do It

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Upchurch – Tonight Lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm gonna set this city on fire tonight, tonight
Gonna walk down Broadway
Watch the flames and the neon lights (neon lights)
Tonight, tonight, oh tonight

[Verse 1]
I set the city to flames and watch the purple and blues
Captivate the little bars playin' hillbilly tunes
Watch the tourists coastin' in slow motion happy with the motion
'Cause they think they'll get to see somebody famous in person
Look, I was born in Nashville, my experience is different
To me, it's nothin' but a pit of snakes embedded with sickness
'Cause I can't even be accepted in the town I was raised in
The voice of the radio, or face of a cool kid

[Chorus]
I'm gonna set this city on fire tonight, tonight
Gonna walk down Broadway
Watch the flames and the neon lights (neon lights)
Tonight, tonight, oh tonight

[Verse 2]
In Music City I don't get tipsy off of the liquor
I don't hit up Tin Roof to see what's poppin' on the weekend
I sit in Centennial Park and watch the world rotate around me
And listen to people whisper how they think that I'm clownin'
So go ahead and keep sleepin' on the roots that I rooted here

I was born in Baptist Hospital back in 1991
And I ain't gotta wear boots to prove where I'm from
But you can cross the city limits, hear the roarin' of trucks
When the world turns green I can still see the skyline
This hometown boy don't ever wanna be signed
'Cause we live with their talkin' and when we talk of this trash
Attach white to the label, see how businessmen act
And they don't want shit from the heart, they want them dollars for their pockets
So if I start a wild fire there ain't not promise I could stop it
So when the last guitar is smashed and the last legend dies
Won't you look up the history of the 615
[Chorus]
I'm gonna set this city on fire tonight, tonight
Gonna walk down Broadway
Watch the flames and the neon lights (neon lights)
Tonight, tonight, oh tonight

I'm gonna set this city on fire tonight, tonight
Gonna walk down Broadway
Watch the flames and the neon lights (neon lights)
Tonight, tonight, oh tonight

[Outro]
Tonight, tonight, oh tonight
(Tonight, oh tonight)
Tonight, tonight, oh tonight

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Perry Como – A Still Small Voice Lyrics

A still small voice will speak to you one day.
A still small voice will call to you and say,
"I am the earth, the sky, the brightest star on high,
the tallest tree, the smallest drop of dew."
A still small voice one day will say to you!

The still small voice from every voice apart,

Will whisper in the language of your heart,

"I am the night, the day, the blessing and the way,
the dream that keeps a lonely heart aglow!"
Once you have heard the word a still small voice will say,
your heart will answer,
"Yes, I know!"