Thursday 29 February 2024 05:29 AM UTC+00 | Tags: ddg english-songs
Going To The Top Song by DDG: “Going To The Top” is a New Song, sung by DDG. Going To The Top Song was written by DDG, and the music was produced by HARZ and Yungflavour39.
DDG – Going To The Top Lyrics
Yeah, Oh, Yeah, Oh, Yeah, Oh, Yeah Oh, Yeah, Oh
I’m Doin’ Shit That They Said That I Couldn’t I Wanna Go On A Vacation, I’ll Book It I’m Tryna Get Straight To The Point And They Crooked They Gave Me The Lane To The Top And I Took It I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah, I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah These Niggas Be Focused On Nothin’ But B!tches You Barely Got Money, But You Let Her Spend It I’m Already Lit, But This Just The Beginning I Promised My Mama I’m Gon’ Be The Biggest I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah, I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah
Huh, Poppin’ My Shit, Got Designer To Fit On Niggas Hatin’ On Me And Can’t Get On I Can’t Hop In The Truck ‘less The Tint On In The Cullinan Truck, Not A Rental I’ve Been Praying To God And I Believe In Jesus, But You’d Never Catch Me On Spirit Don’t Compare Me To Niggas That’s Not On My Level, You Know That Them Niggas Ain’t Near It I’m On Rodeo, I’m Spendin’ A Lot How You Hatin’? You Still On The Clock I Don’t Go Back And Forth, You Get Blocked We Just Met And She Touchin’ My Crotch You Away For A Month For The Pu*sy She Pull Up On Me, B!tch, You Fuckin’ Or Not?
Niggas Waitin’ In Line For Some Motherfuckin’ Jordans, I Prolly Spend More On My Socks Got A Shotgun For Niggas, Get Popped Got Michelle In This B!tch Like Barack I Be Killin’ These Niggas Like Dahmer I’m Too Turnt And I Ain’t Getting Calmer If They’re Tryna Book Me For A Show And It Ain’t Over Fifty, I Don’t Even Bother Niggas Tryna Crack Jokes, But I Can’t Even Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke, B!tch, My Name Is Not Palmer
I’m Doin’ Shit That They Said That I Couldn’t I Wanna Go On A Vacation, I’ll Book It I’m Tryna Get Straight To The Point And They Crooked They Gave Me The Lane To The Top And I Took It I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah, I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah These Niggas Be Focused On Nothin’ But B!tches You Barely Got Money, But You Let Her Spend It I’m Already Lit, But This Just The Beginning I Promised My Mama I’m Gon’ Be The Biggest I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah, I’m Going To The Top, Oh, Yeah
Thursday 29 February 2024 05:51 AM UTC+00 | Tags: italian
100 MESSAGGI Song by Lazza: “100 MESSAGGI” is a New Song, sung by Lazza. 100 MESSAGGI Song was written by Lazza, MILES, Drillionaire, Denis Lesjak, and Guillermo Moreno Romero, and the music was produced by Drillionaire, MILES, and Lazza.
Lazza – 100 MESSAGGI Lyrics
Ti Prego, Non Cominciare Sai Che Per Me È Già Difficile Credere A Quanto Mi Facevi Male Ma, Se Me L’avessi Chiesto, Avrei Scalato L’everest A Mani Nude Anche Se Odio Il Freddo E Soffro Pure Di Vertigini, Io Me Ne Frego Quando Menti, Io Ti Credo
So Che Sono Più Di Mille Quelle Cose Di Me Che Non Tolleravi Parlare Con Te È Come Cercare Di Afferrare Il Vento Con Le Mani Se Avevo Un Problema, Mi Dicevi Di Parlarne Con Chi Se Ne Intende Guardavo Cadere Tutto A Pezzi Come Fosse L’11 Settembre Dimmi Ancora Una Bugia, Poi Una Bugia, Poi La Verità Era Tutto Una Follia, Però Una Follia Per Te Non Si Fa
Scordati Che Mi Conosci, Ora È Tardi Anche Se Piangi È Inutile Che Mi Angosci, Mi Mandi Cento Messaggi A Cui Non Risponderò, Non Ne Sono Più Capace Sono Diventato Tutto Ciò Che Odiavo E Ti Assicuro Non Mi Piace Dimmelo Se Te Ne Accorgi, Siamo Diventati Grandi Anche Se Ho Dieci Orologi, Non Recupererò Gli Anni Scusa Se Non Tornerò, Non Sai Quanto Mi Dispiace Che Abbiamo Fatto La Guerra, Ma Non Sapevamo Come Fare Pace
Delle Volte Tu Aprivi La Porta E Io Nemmeno Ti Sentivo Entrare Ti Volevo A Tutti I Costi, Ma Eravamo Opposti Proprio Come Un Polo Stare Insieme È L’arte Di Risolvere I Problemi Che Non Ho Da Solo Giuro, Non So Più Chi Sono, Tutto Ciò Mi Dà Fastidio ‘sto Mondo A Misura D’uomo Mi Fa Sentire In Castigo
Scordati Che Mi Conosci, Ora È Tardi Anche Se Piangi È Inutile Che Mi Angosci, Mi Mandi Cento Messaggi A Cui Non Risponderò, Non Ne Sono Più Capace Sono Diventato Tutto Ciò Che Odiavo E Ti Assicuro Non Mi Piace Dimmelo Se Te Ne Accorgi, Siamo Diventati Grandi Anche Se Ho Dieci Orologi, Non Recupererò Gli Anni Scusa Se Non Tornerò, Non Sai Quanto Mi Dispiace Che Abbiamo Fatto La Guerra, Ma Non Sapevamo Come Fare Pace
Thursday 29 February 2024 07:44 AM UTC+00 | Tags: italian
100 MESSAGGI (English Translation) Song by Lazza: “100 MESSAGGI” is a New Song, sung by Lazza. 100 MESSAGGI (English Translation) Song was written by Lazza, MILES, Drillionaire, Denis Lesjak, and Guillermo Moreno Romero, and the music was produced by Drillionaire, MILES, and Lazza.
Lazza – 100 MESSAGGI (English Translation) Lyrics
Please Don’t Start You Know It’s Hard Enough For Me To Believe How Much You Hurt Me But If You’d Asked Me, I’d Have Climbed Everest With My Bare Hands Though I Hate Cold And I’m Dizzy Too, I Don’t Care When You Lie, I Believe You
I Know There Are More Than A Thousand Things About Me That You Couldn’t Tolerate Talking To You Is Like Trying To Catch The Wind With Your Hands If I Had A Problem, You’d Tell Me To Talk To Those Who Know About It I Was Watching Everything Fall Apart Like It Was 9/11 Tell Me One More Lie, Then A Lie, Then The Truth It Was All Madness, But Madness For You
I Was No Longer At Home, Not Even At Home, Only A Thousand Troubles I Think Of David And Goliath, I’ll Be Goliath, You’ll Kill Me And I’d Let You Do It, Cause I Was Out Of My Mind Tell Me, When You Get Lost, What’s The Use Of Partying? Smoking These Flowers Of Evil, All I Got Left Now That I Feel Helpless, Like A Worm At The Bottom Of The Mezcal
Forget That You Know Me, Now It’s Late Even If You Cry It’s Useless For You To Distress Me, Send Me A Hundred Messages To Which I Will Not Answer, I’m No Longer Capable I’ve Become Everything I Hated And I Assure You I Don’t Like It Tell Me If You Notice, We’ve Become Great Even If I Have Ten Watches, I Won’t Catch Up With The Years Sorry I Won’t Come Back, You Don’t Know How Sorry I Am That We Waged War, But We Didn’t Know How To Make Peace
Sad When I Thought About It We Missed Everything, Even An Anniversary Date They Wrote, “He’s Engaged” Just Because I Was Funding I’d Give You The Blood To Drink Because It’s All I Have Left Now Believe Me, It Seems Impossible To Accept That I’ve Now Said, “Hello” To You I’m Staying In A 2 Bedroom Apartment That Since I Kicked You Out Looks Like A Penthouse Like Twice As Big, But Without The Light, Like There Was A Black Out I’m Not Sentimental
Sometimes You Opened The Door And I Didn’t Even Hear You Come In I Wanted You At All Costs, But We Were Opposites Just Like A Pole Being Together Is The Art Of Solving Problems I Don’t Have Alone I Swear, I Don’t Know Who I Am Anymore, It’s Annoying Me This World On A Human Scale Makes Me Feel I’m Being Punished
Forget You Know Me, Now It’s Late Even If You Cry It’s No Use Bothering Me, Send Me A Hundred Messages To Which I Won’t Answer, I’m No Longer Able. I’ve Become Everything I Hated And I Assure You I Don’t Like It Tell Me If You Notice, We’ve Become Great Even If I Have Ten Watches, I Won’t Catch Up With The Years Sorry I Won’t Come Back, You Don’t Know How Sorry I Am That We Waged War But We Didn’t Know How To Make Peace
Thursday 29 February 2024 07:56 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
GTA Song by Noel5ive: “GTA” is a New Song, sung by Noel5ive and Tokyo Montana. GTA Song was written by Noel5ive and Tokyo Montana, and the music was produced by Noel5ive and Tokyo Montana.
Noel5ive – GTA Lyrics
Yeah Ha Yeah Noel5Ive
High Tweaking Gta I Do Not Fu*k With Your Mans Cause I Do Not Fu*k With No Lames Look Around, Look Around, Look Around Section Full Of Niggas I'm The Top B!tch He Know You Ain't Bout Shit
Hunnid Round Drums Mag Shit Big Watch Blickys (Cash Shit) Five Hunnid Bands On Top On Your Top They Do It For Free No Top The Hood Still Standing On Sixes Sending Blitzes Fu*k A Mission (Fu*k A Mission) Hunnid Round Drums Mag Shit Big Watch Blickys (Cash Shit) Toting Smith & Wessons Sending Shots (Sending Shots) We Not Understanding All You Here Is Bow Bow Bow
High Tweaking Gta I Do Not Fu*k With Your Mans Cause I Do Not Fu*k With No Lames Look Around, Look Around Section Full Of Niggas I'm The Top B!tch He Know You Ain't Bout Shit
Look Around Look Around Finger On That Trigger Pocket Getting Way Bigger We Pooping Bottles Expensive Liquor Might Cop A Lamb Louie My Fit From Head To Toe Just Swipe Me Down I'm In A Town Top Of The Pent Marble The Floor Look Like A Lounge Ye Count It Up Count It Up Count It Up Count It Up Count It Up I'm With My Niggas Ye My Jewelry On Froze That Ice On My Neck So Cold They Taking Pictures Ye New Forgies The Road Switching The Lane Do The Dash Glock Got A Pole New Rollie Came In Rose Gold Ye I Had To Let You Lil Niggas Know
High Tweaking Gta I Do Not Fu*k With Your Mans Cause I Do Not Fu*k With No Lames Look Around, Look Around Section Full Of Niggas I'm The Top B!tch He Know You Ain't Bout Shit
Thursday 29 February 2024 08:22 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
STUPID IN LOVE Song by MAX: “STUPID IN LOVE” is a New Song, sung by MAX and HUH YUNJIN (허윤진). STUPID IN LOVE Song was written by MAX, HUH YUNJIN (허윤진), Imad Royal, Nolan Sipe, and Cody Dear, and the music was produced by Imad Royal, MAX, and Cody Dear.
MAX – STUPID IN LOVE Lyrics
Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful There’s Something About Your Eyes Tell Me These Feelings Are Mutual ’cause Feelings Are So Hard To Fight Know It’s A Little Soon, Maybe But I’d Go Anywhere You Take Me Long As You’re Calling Me, Baby They Can All Call Us Crazy
Let’s Get Married In Vegas We Don’t Need Guest List I Don’t Wanna Think Too Much Let’s Get Matching Tattoos I Don’t Wanna Think It Through Baby, I’m So Stupid In Love
So Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) I’m So Stupid In Love So Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) I’m So Stupid In Love
Hi, You Came (Feelin’ You) Babe, I’ve Been Waiting For You All Day (Oh) So Lean My Way (My Way) Let Me Just Take Away All The Pain I Know It’s A Bit Soon For Vows Paper Rings Are Good For Now But Know, I’m Already Down The Aisle ’cause I’m So Stupid In Love
Let’s Get Married In Vegas We Don’t Need Guest List I Don’t Wanna Think Too Much Let’s Get Matching Tattoos I Don’t Wanna Think It Through Baby, I’m So Stupid In Love Book A Flight To Paris Only One Way What’d You Think About Sharing Our Last Name? Let’s Get Straight To “I Do” I Don’t Wanna Think It Through Baby, I’m So Stupid In Love
So Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) I’m So Stupid In Love So Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) I’m So Stupid In Love
So Tell Me Right Now, Before We Come Down Can We Make It Work Baby, Let’s Find Out Tell Me Right Now, Before We Come Down Can We Make It Work Baby, Let’s Find Out
Let’s Get Married In Vegas We Don’t Need Guest List I Don’t Wanna Think Too Much Let’s Get Matching Tattoos I Don’t Wanna Think It Through Baby, I’m So Stupid In Love Book A Flight To Paris Only One Way What’d You Think About Sharing Our Last Name? Let’s Get Straight To “I Do” I Don’t Wanna Think It Through Baby, I’m So Stupid In Love
So Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) I’m So Stupid In Love So Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) I’m So Stupid In Love
Stupid In Love With You (Stupid In Love, I’m So Stupid In Love) Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful
Thursday 29 February 2024 08:41 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Waiting Song by Fivio Foreign: “Waiting” is a New Song, sung by Fivio Foreign and Sheff G. Waiting Song was written by Fivio Foreign and Sheff G, and the music was produced by Bordeaux, Non Native, and Great John.
Fivio Foreign – Waiting Lyrics
Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For Let Me See You Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For I Wanna See You Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For Let Me See You Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For
They Say They Gon Do Me This And That, Tell Me What's The Facts You Know We Them N*ggas Throw Some Cash She Throw It Back Lookin At Your Neck, That's Where We Attack Even What You Show Don’t Make Me Have To Double Back A Hundred Thousand On My Neck Don’t Make Me Hurt Somebody Cadillacs Gon Have To Hurt Somebody Up In The Hood With All My Jewelry G Lock On My Body They Know My Body I F*ck The Both Of Them They Twins Baby Bring Your Friends Function Ain't No Party Cause The Function Never End
Hit You Touch You Bustin Out Knuckles Why Would I, Tussle Stand Tall Never Buckle (Stand Tall Never Buckle) It's A Fivi Party Bodyguard Don't Have To Bodyguard Me Watch Her, She On My Body Prolly After I F*ck She Get Dismissed She Wanna Suck On A Lit D*ck Crip Sh*t, I Fell In Love With A Rich B*tch Fivi I'm One Of Them N*ggas (Fivi I'm One Of Them N*ggas) They Know I'm One Of Them N*ggas Say We Go I Come With The Killas Everywhere I Go They Say I'm The Realest I Gotta Bounce I Get That Money Outta Town They Book Me Another Show In The A And I Aint Even Turn Em Down I Play A Big Part I Throw A Drill And I Switch Cars I Took A Perc And I Lift Off Shoota Shootin Like He Chris Paul Hundred Thousand On My Neck Don't Make Me Hurt A N*gga Turn A Scene Into A Murder N*gga All This F*cking Shade That They Keep Throwin It Aint Workin N*gga See Me In Person Then Get Nervous N*gga
Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For Let Me See You Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For I Wanna See You Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For Let Me See You Turn Up Whatchu Waitin For
They Say They Gon Do Me This And That, Tell Me What's The Facts You Know We Them N*ggas Throw Some Cash She Throw It Back Lookin At Your Neck, That's Where We Attack Even What You Show Dont Make Me Have To Double Back A Hundred Stayin On My Neck Dont Make Me Hurt Somebody Cadillacs Gon Have To Hurt Somebody Up In The Hood With All My Jewlery G Lock On My Body They Know My Body
Thursday 29 February 2024 09:03 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Millionaire Song by Malie Donn: “Millionaire” is a New Song, sung by Malie Donn. Millionaire Song was written by Malie Donn, and the music was produced by Crook Entertainment, Eclipse Entertainment, and Poppinz Records.
Malie Donn – Millionaire Lyrics
I’m Here Millionaire Yo Poppinz… Yuh Think A Chattings High Grade Inna Brain I’m Here Millionaire Benz Fast Like Plane Inna Spain Wild Days Mi Nuh Tame Gyal Hold A Coil Wid Yuh Hair Who Dis A Nine Grades Inna Face
Bad Bitch Pon Di Roof Ah! Active Pon Di Booze Every Gyal Hot Dawg Wa Fi Choose Glock Charge And A Cruise Pon Di Freeway Wid A Brut Weh A Choke Pon Har Favorite Fruit Nuff A Dem Say Dem A Meech Mad Dawg Weh Di Proof Whole A Spaintown Dawg Dem A Coot Nah Ask If A Truth Bad Clarks Wid A Suit Mi Ready Fi Drop Draws Fi A Youth
High Grade Inna Brain I’m Here Millionaire Benz Fast Like Plane Inna Spain Wild Days Mi Nuh Tame Gyal Hold A Coil Fi Yuh Hair Who Dis A Nine Grades Inna Face I’m Her Wid A Flame So Try Stay If Yuh Brave Wa Rich Me Nah Aim Fi Nuh Grave Highgrade Inna Brain I’m Here Millionaire Benz Fast Like Plane Inna Spain
Neva Tell Nuh Lie Bredda We Rich Fi True So Tell A Pvssy Fi Move Be Cau Mi Quick Fi Shoot Tight Pum Pum Gyal Will Get A Brick Fi True Yuh Pvssy Fat Inna Yuh Shorts It Deh Split Fi True A Who Say Dem Ago Dis Di Youth Wish Di Beretta Hundred And Fifty Two Gyal Yuh Vagina Carry Nuff Grip Fi Glue Gyal Yuh Fi Bring Me Youth Bomboclatt Tek Up Di Beretta And Tun It Pon Cock Bad Betch Say She Love Di Backshot We Nuh Commoner So Nuh See We Everywhere Pon Knock Dem A Follower So Ya Belly Haffi Ram Pack All Stocks And Bonds Wid Coin Cash App Gyal Drop Pon John Betch Ride Pon Cock Gyal Love Badman Chip Ride Pon Glock Chipglock! Chipglock! Chipglock!
High Grade Inna Brain I’m Here Millionaire Benz Fast Like Plane Inna Spain Wild Days Mi Nuh Tame Gyal Hold A Coil Fi Yuh Hair Who Dis A Nine Grades Inna Face I’m Her Wid A Flame So Try Stay If Yuh Brave Wa Rich Me Nah Aim Fi Nuh Grave Highgrade Inna Brain I’m Here Millionaire Benz Fast Like Plane Inna Spain
Millionaire Song Credits:
Song:
Millionaire
Lead Vocals
Malie Donn
Written By:
Malie Donn
Music Produced By:
Crook Entertainment, Eclipse Entertainment & Poppinz Records
Thursday 29 February 2024 12:45 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Anything Yo Like Song by Malie Donn: “Anything Yo Like” is a New Song, sung by Malie Donn. Anything Yo Like Song was written by Malie Donn, and the music was also produced by Malie Donn.
Malie Donn – Anything Yo Like Lyrics
Please check back once the song has been released.
Thursday 29 February 2024 12:57 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
GRAMMY PARTY Song by DaBaby: “GRAMMY PARTY” is a New Song, sung by DaBaby. GRAMMY PARTY Song was written by DaBaby, JULiA LEWiS, Thank You Fizzle, and SkipOnDaBeat, and the music was produced by JULiA LEWiS, Thank You Fizzle, and SkipOnDaBeat.
DaBaby – GRAMMY PARTY Lyrics
I See Baby Posted At The Grammy Party With A Stick (Yeah) Let’s Go, Nigga Huh? That Ain’t Dababy, That’s My Baby
I See Baby Posted At The Grammy Party With A Stick I Got Too Much Bread To Do That Talkin’, Get You— I Got Too Much Bread To Do That Talkin’, Get You Hit And I Can Tell Her Everything About Me, I’m A Pimp
Yeah, I Step On Business, She Gon’ Respect My Pimpin’ (Yeah) You Know I Don’t Care ’bout Feelings (Yeah), You Know I Care ’bout Millions (Let’s Go) You Know She Want Me To Fu*k Her For Free, She Don’t Even Let Y’all Niggas I Tell ’em New Niggas Better Come Catch Up With Me, Soon As They Catch Y’all Niggas (Yeah)
Pull Up And Hop Out That Thing On ’em, Cars To The Side (Yeah) Hoggin’ The Lane On ’em, Look How I Drive I’m In The Paint On ’em, Lil Nigga Small, I’m Havin’ Weight On ’em, Get Up And Ball Ain’t Finna Wait On These Bands A Dog, She Let Me Spank On ’em I Ain’t Finna Waste Time With None Of You Niggas, I Crank Up That Rolls Royce And Go To The Bank On ’em (Skrr, Skrr) Come Get My Key, I’m At The Back With It, I’m On Tequila, Don’t Know The Name Of It Got Drunk As Fu*k, I Had A Hangover, ’bout To Go Buy My Bm The New Ranger Rover These Niggas Weak, I’m In The Way On ’em, Ain’t In The Streets, Ain’t Got No Stain On ’em I Ain’t Gon’ Ever Believe That She Love Me
Until She Go Tattoo My Motherfu*kin’ Name On Her, B!tch, I’m A Dog I’m In The Cage On ’em, I Set It Off, Ain’t Finna Play On ’em We Let It Out, Fu*k Her, And Lay On Her She Wanna Go One More Time, I’m Okay With It These Niggas Carry Their Gun Every Now And Then, I Am Not One Of Them, I Am Gon’ Stay With It These Niggas Touch Me, I Bet You That Magazine Inside The Church’ll Have One Of Their Face On It, B!tch, I’m A Dog
I See Baby Posted At The Grammy Party With A Stick I Got Too Much Bread To Do That Talkin’, Get You— I Got Too Much Bread To Do That Talkin’, Get You Hit And I Can Tell Her Everything About Me, I’m A Pimp
Yeah, I Step On Business, She Gon’ Respect My Pimpin’ (Yeah) You Know I Don’t Care ’bout Feelings (Mm), You Know I Care ’bout Millions (Let’s Go) You Know She Want Me To Fu*k Her For Free, She Don’t Even Let Y’all Niggas (No) I Tell ’em New Niggas Better Come Catch Up With Me, Soon As They Catch Y’all Niggas (Yeah, Ho)
Yeah B!tch Yeah Let’s Go
GRAMMY PARTY Song Credits:
Song:
GRAMMY PARTY
Lead Vocals
DaBaby
Written By:
DaBaby, JULiA LEWiS, Thank You Fizzle & SkipOnDaBeat
Thursday 29 February 2024 01:13 PM UTC+00 | Tags: french
MA DOUCE Song by GIMS: “MA DOUCE” is a New Song, sung by GIMS and Baby Gang. MA DOUCE Song was written by GIMS and Baby Gang, and the music was produced by Young Bouba.
Thursday 29 February 2024 01:27 PM UTC+00 | Tags: french
MA DOUCE (English Translation) Song by GIMS: “MA DOUCE” is a New Song, sung by GIMS and Baby Gang. MA DOUCE Song was written by GIMS and Baby Gang, and the music was produced by Young Bouba.
GIMS – MA DOUCE Lyrics In English Translation
Young Bouba Got The Sauce Mmh, Mmh
My Sweet, Oh My Sweet, You Know I’m Dreading This Day This Day When You Will Think About Putting Me On The Sidelines The Feathers I Left On The Path Block The Road My Sweetness, Oh My Sweetness! Listen To The End
You Stole From Me, You Stole From Me, A Part, A Part Of Me You Stole From Me, You Stole From Me, A Part, A Part Of Me
My Sweet, Oh My Sweet, You Know I’m Dreading This Day This Day When You Will Think About Putting Me On The Sidelines The Feathers I Left On The Path Block The Road My Sweetness, Oh My Sweetness! Listen To The End
My Sweet, Oh My Sweet, You Know I’m Dreading This Day This Day When You Will Think About Putting Me On The Sidelines The Feathers I Left On The Path Block The Road My Sweetness, Oh My Sweetness! Listen To The End
Your Beauty Outweighs Your Love For Subs (Mmh, Mmh, Mmh) I Saw Your Ride, So That’s How You Play It (Mmh, Mmh, Mmh) You Get Attention Like A Slap On The Cheek (Oh, Oh, Oh) My Sweetness, Oh My Sweetness! I Follow You To The Hole
You Stole From Me, You Stole From Me, A Part, A Part Of Me You Stole From Me, You Stole From Me, A Part, A Part Of Me
My Sweet, Oh My Sweet (Oh, Oh), You Know I’m Dreading This Day (Oh, Oh) That Day When You Will Think (Oh, Oh), To Put Me On The Sidelines (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh) The Feathers I Left Along The Way (Oh, Oh) Block The Road (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh) My Sweetness, Oh My Sweetness! (Oh Oh) Listen To The End (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Oh, Oh (Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh) Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh (Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh) Oh, Oh, Oh (Mmh, Mmh, Mmh, Mmh) I Want To Hear It Again, Say It Even If It’s Not True Me, I’m Your Willy Wonka, I’m Involved, Yeah, Yeah I Want To Hear It Again, Say It Even If It’s Not True I’m Your Willy Wonka, I’m Involved, Yeah, Yeah I Want To Hear It Again, Say It Even If It’s Not True Me, I’m Your Willy Wonka, I’m Involved, Yeah, Yeah I Want To Hear It Again, Say It Even If It’s Not True I’m Your Willy Wonka
Thursday 29 February 2024 01:45 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Case Dismissed Song by BabyTron: “Case Dismissed” is a New Song, sung by BabyTron. Case Dismissed Song was written by BabyTron, and the music was produced by Enrgy Beats.
BabyTron – Case Dismissed Lyrics
(Enrgy Made This One)
I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed) I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed) I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed)
No Probation For The Kid, I’m Finna Face A Zip Riding ’round With The Shrooms Again, I’m Finna Take A Trip Riding ’round With The Juice Again, I’m Finna Take A Sip You Can’t Judge A Book Just By The Cover Till The Pages Flip
This Bitch Hitting Every Thang, It Ain’t No Point To Aim A Switch I Need Money, Power, And Respect Like I’m Jadakiss Whole Line Full Of Bruce Smiths, You Can’t Shake The Blitz You Ain’t Heard That Chances Make Champs? Go And Take A Risk
I Can Play The Game Or Coach It, I’m Like Jason Kidd This The Mu*der Mitten, B!tch, It’s Cold, I’ma Play The Timbs Shoutout To The Last Dude That Tried Me, This A Eighth Of Him Used To Be The Ramen Flavor, Now It’s Really Steak And Shrimp
Chopper Leave That Boy Bald Headed, Make A Wish Shit, If He Raise A Fist, He Ain’t Gon’ Get To Raise His Kids How He Popped Up With That Lead, You’d Think It’s Time To Take A Quiz Off An Eight Of Tris, Every Thirty Gotta Take A Piss
Oh, You Ain’t Got No H*es? Like, Come And Learn The Game Of Rizz Made Her Face Switch Twice, She Grabbed My Cup To Chase The Jizz Probably Think I’m Eating Onion Rings But It’s A Plate Of Squid Finna Slam Dunk On Yo B!tch Or Rearrange Her Rim
I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed) I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed) I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed) I Just Got The Case Dismissed (I Just Got The Case Dismissed)
Thursday 29 February 2024 02:10 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Poetry Song by Maino: “Poetry” is a New Song, sung by Maino and Young Thug. Poetry Song was written by Maino and Young Thug, and the music was produced by London on da Track.
Maino – Poetry Lyrics
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh (Yeah, Hey, Oh) (Yeah, I’m In London Got My Beat From London)
I Whip The Dope Out The Bowl, I’ma Go Get Me Some Money I Got No Clouds In My Stones, You Shoulda Went To Eliantte I Went In Quiet In The Mornin’ Then I Got In It With The Stormin’ Bonnie And Clyde With My H*e, Niggas Know We Up To Somethin’
Put The Racks But On My Wrist Cause I’m On I Put A Few Carats Inside Of A Richard Now It’s More Yeah, My Shit Came In Red My Nigga Maino Shit Is Black Yeah, I Put A Patek Right On The Head Of A Rat
I’m Get Full Of These Millions I Done Ran A Few Racks Up Had To Take Me Some Ritalin Cause This Money Is Dangerous All My Niggas Relentless, Yeah, Niggas Might End Up Missing, Yeah Man I Hope She A Misses, On My D!ck Was Just Kissing
If You Ever-Ever Come Around Me You Might End Up With B!tches Told The Kids I Never Cooked The Key But They Can Use The Dishes You Told The B!tch ’bout The Dropbox, Nigga, You Gotta Be Kidding I Put My Nut On A Thot-Thot And Her Friendses (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I Thought These Niggas Was Killers (Yeah) They Was Just Selling Us Lies (Oh, Yeah), How Could He Turn Out A Rat? (Yeah) Niggas Was Never This Live (Oh, Yeah), Told Y’all That My Record Real (Real) Getting Money, Fu*k A Record Deal
First Nigga In My Whole City With A Rose Gold Richard Mille How Could You See What My Days Like If You Can’t Feel What My Pain Like Diamonds Is Gleaming Like Daylight, You Could Just Tell What I’m Made Like I’m So Connected To Zone 1, Treat A New B!tch Like A Old One One Car Full Of Young Thugs, Oh God, All Those Guns Yeah, Tell ’em I’m Ready To Ride Your Enemy Gotta Be Mine That’s Real Nigga Energy Slime, They Should’ve Known We Was The Vibes We Are The Vibes, Put It On God, I Am That Guy Look In My Eyes None Of You Niggas Was Ever This Life, Hey
I Whip The Dope Out The Bowl, I’ma Go Get Me Some Money I Got No Clouds In My Stones, You Shoulda Went To Eliantte I Went In Quiet In The Mornin’ Then I Got In It With The Stormin’ Bonnie And Clyde With My H*e, Niggas Know We Up To Somethin’
I Left Your Shit On The Dashboard (On The Dashboard), I Gotta See Where This Cash Goin’ (Give Me This, Huh) Money And Cash Flow (Ayy), Got A Big Ol’ Jet Where My Legs Can Fold (Fold, Ayy) Learn My Timetables When I Was Four, I Ain’t Let The Illuminati Ain’t Take My Soul (Oh, Hey) Nigga Don’t Play With These H*es, Man Shut The Fu*k Up, B!tch Fold My Clothes (Oh, Oh) I Can Spread That Shit Out Come And Go, Just Like A Kid Stacking Up These Legos (Oh, Oh)
These Niggas Talking Like H*es, Shut The Fu*k Up Or We Wipin’ Your Nose (Oh, Oh, Boom) Rollies And Pateks, Dropped Out A School But I Wasn’t A Bastard (Ayy, Bastard) I Put A Baddie On A Jet Out Of Minneapolis (Minneapolis) Walk Out A Cabbin’, I’m A Old School Nigga, I’m Reckless (Oh, Oh, Oh) Left A Mercedes Benz At Chalice On Factories (Oh, Oh, Oh) I Copped A Maybach Coupe, Me Wizard And Steve Harvey (Skrrt, Skrrt) I’m Bout To Raise All My Woes, I Put Chanel On My Doors
I Whip The Dope Out The Bowl, I’ma Go Get Me Some Money I Got No Clouds In My Stones, You Shoulda Went To Eliantte I Went In Quiet In The Mornin’ Then I Got In It With The Stormin’ Bonnie And Clyde With My H*e, Niggas Know We Up To Somethin’
Put The Racks But On My Wrist Cause I’m On I Put A Few Carats Inside Of A Richard Now It’s More Yeah, My Shit Came In Red My Nigga Maino Shit Is Black Yeah, I Put A Patek Right On The Head Of A Rat I’m Get Full Of These Millions I Done Ran A Few Racks Up Had To Take Me Some Ritalin Cause This Money Is Dangerous
All My Niggas Relentless, Yeah, Niggas Might End Up Missing, Yeah Man I Hope She A Misses, On My D!ck Was Just Kissing If You Ever-Ever Come Around Me You Might End Up With B!tches Told The Kids I Never Cooked The Key But They Can Use The Dishes You Told The B!tch ’bout The Dropbox, Nigga, You Gotta Be Kidding I Put My Nut On A Thot-ThotAnd Her Friendses
