Friday 22 March 2024 05:58 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
On and On Song by Tyla: “On and On” is a New Song from the album “TYLA”, sung by Tyla. On and On Song was written by Tyla and Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay, and the music was produced by Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay.
On and On Lyrics By Tyla
Oh, Oh Mm, Mm
I’m Not Goin’ Home Tell My Mama Don’t Wait Up For Me I Won’t Check My Phone, There’s No Need I Just Wish We Could Press Rewind, So
Let’s Take It Back In Time Party Like It’s ’95 I Just Wanna Dance All Night (Yeah) You Know That I Like It Like That Let’s Take It Back In Time When The Parties Were Like ’95 I Just Wanna Dance All Night (Yeah) Tell Them, “Turn The Lights Out”
Let The Party Go On All Night Long We Can Go On, On And On Let’s Make The Party Go On All Night Long We Can Go On, On And On On And—
I’m Not Goin’ Home ’cause I Swear The DJ’s Playin’ All Of These Songs For Me You Gotta Drag Me Off The Floor, All Night ’cause That’s The Only Way You’ll Get Me To Leave, So
Let’s Take It Back In Time (Oh, Yeah) Party Like It’s ’95 (Oh, Yeah) I Just Wanna Dance All Night (Yeah) You Know That I Like It Like That Let’s Take It Back In Time (In Time) When The Parties Were Like ’95 (Five) I Just Wanna Dance All Night (Yeah) Tell Them, “Turn The Lights Out”
Let The Party Go On All Night Long We Can Go On, On And On Let’s Make The Party Go On All Night Long We Can Go On, On And On Let’s Make The Party Go On All Night Long We Can Go On, On And On Let’s Make The Party Go On All Night Long (Mm-mm) We Can Go On, On And On On And—
Friday 22 March 2024 06:02 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Jump Song by Tyla: “Jump” is a New Song from the album “TYLA”, sung by Tyla, Gunna, and Skillibeng. Jump Song was written by Tyla, Gunna, Skillibeng, Ari PenSmith, Mocha Bands, and Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay, and the music was produced by Sammy Soso.
Jump Lyrics By Tyla
Original Gyal, You Are No Replica (No) Smooth, Clean, No Regular Degular (No) Pretty Fi Real And Pretty Pon Mi Cellular (No) Mi Know Seh Yuh Hot (No)
They Never Had A Pretty Girl From Joburg See Me Now And That’s What They Prefer I Don’t Touch No Wheel ’cause I Got A Chauffeur First Class How I Get ’round The World Just Miss Me With The Drama Unless You Comin’ With The Commas (Double It Up) Oh, DJ, Turn The Sound Up ’cause We ’bout To Pour The Rounds Up (Tell ’em Double It Up)
From Jozi To Ibiza They Say It Doesn’t Get Sweeter Feel My Body Banging Like Speaker Ooh, Sweating Out My Concealer Skin Tight, No Millimeter And My Face Card Make ’em Feel Weaker But You Know That My Body Is A Healer Ooh, I Love To Make It
Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump Oh, You Know I Love To Make It Jump, Jump, Jump (Hm) Tump, Tump, Tump, Tump, Back It Up-tup (Haibo) You Know I Love To Make It Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump (Hm) Oh, You Know I Love To Make It Jump, Jump, Jump (Hm) Tump, Tump, Tump, Tump, Back It Up-tup (Hm, Haibo) You Know I Love To Make It
Only Gotta Make A Call And I’m Here (I’m Here) Girl, I Wanna Know Your Vibe, Oh, Yeah (Oh, Yeah) Listen To Me, I Put Some Karats In Your Ear (In Your Ear) Make This Stick Jump, I Want To Put It In Her Rear Wanna Give D, I Serve It Like A Dealer (Dealer) Deep In Her Throat While I’m Digging In Her Middle (Middle) I’m Back In Joburg, It Can’t Feel No Realer (Realer) A Perfect Picture Like A Polaroid (Polaroid, Haibo) She A Trophy, No Award (No Award) Baby Sweet And Tender Like Sirloin Told The Chauffeur Take You To A Chanel Store Ever Play With You, It Be A World War (Tell ’em Double It Up)
From Jozi To Ibiza They Say It Doesn’t Get Sweeter Feel My Body Banging Like Speaker Ooh, Sweating Out My Concealer Skin Tight, No Millimeter And My Face Card Make ’em Feel Weaker But You Know That My Body Is A Healer Ooh, I Love To Make It
Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump Oh, You Know I Love To Make It Jump, Jump, Jump Tump, Tump, Tump, Tump, Back It Up-tup (Haibo) You Know I Love To Make It Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump Oh, You Know I Love To Make It Jump, Jump, Jump Tump, Tump, Tump, Tump, Back It Up-tup (Haibo) You Know I Love To Make It
Original Gyal, You Are No Replica (No) Smooth, Clean, No Regular Degular (No) Pretty Fi Real And Pretty Pon Mi Cellular (No) Mi Know Seh Yuh Hot (No)
Friday 22 March 2024 06:07 AM UTC+00 | Tags: becky-g. english-songs
On My Body Song by Tyla: “On My Body” is a New Song from the album “TYLA”, sung by Tyla and Becky G. On My Body Song was written by Tyla, Ari PenSmith, Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay, Mocha Bands, and Sammy Soso, and the music was produced by Sammy Soso and P2J.
On My Body Lyrics By Tyla
Now Come And Hit That Cha Cha Slide Real Quick Hahaha
Give Me, Gotta Give Me, Gotta Give Me The Room You Know What It Means When I Give You The Look (You Know What It Means When I Give You The Look) Give Me, Gotta Give Me, Gotta Give Me The Loot Said You’re Big, But Bigger Than Who? Can’t Be Me, It’s Givin’ Delu, Ooh Can’t Put A Price On My Waistline Got ’em All On My Body (Mhm) Diamonds, Can’t Say No, Mi Bacardi (Mhm) More Time On My Wrist, They Just Watchin’ (Mhm) All Night, All Night, All Night
No, They Can’t Turn Us They Can’t Turn Me Down, Down (Oh) How, How You Like Me Now, Now?
’cause I’m A Keeper, Oh Na-na They Wanna Be On My Roster Slide On Me Like Cha-cha Now Everybody Move Over (Oh) Fine Girl Go Rah-rah Money Comin’ In Like Gra-ta Slide On Me Like Cha-cha Now Everybody Move Over (Oh)
Aquí Hay Mucha Luz Vámonos Más Pa’ La Corrida, Ah Shoot Your Shot, Papá Come Give Me Everythin’ That You Got Want Me Slow, Keep Me Up On My Toes Like A Ballerina The Bedroom’s Old, Let’s Try A Place I Know Vamo’ A La Cocina, Ah-ah Quiero Tu Boca Siempre En Mi Cuello Es Mi Nuevo Collar, Yeah Esta Mamacita Te Quiere Ahorita Come Show Me What You About
No, They Can’t Turn Us They Can’t Turn Me Down, Down (Oh) How (How), How You Like Me Now, Now? (Now)
’cause I’m A Keeper, Oh Na-na (Na) They Wanna Be On My Roster Slide On Me Like Cha-cha Now Everybody Move Over (Oh) Fine Girl Go Rah-rah Money Comin’ In Like Gra-ta Slide On Me Like Cha-cha Now Everybody Move Over (Oh)
Tyla And Becky (Ah) Now Everybody Move Over Oh, Oh (Fine Girl Go Rah-rah Money Comin’ In Like Gra-ta) Now Everybody Move Over
Friday 22 March 2024 06:12 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Priorities Song by Tyla: “Priorities” is a New Song from the album “TYLA”, sung by Tyla. Priorities Song was written by Tyla, Ari PenSmith, Mocha Bands, Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay, and Sammy Soso, and the music was produced by Sammy Soso.
Priorities Lyrics By Tyla
My First Mistake Thinkin’ That I Could Be Everythin’ Look How Spreadin’ Myself Thin Became My Priority Again
I Was In The Wrong Place With The Right Energy High Off Serotonin And Calling It Chemistry So No More Takin’ One For The Team These Hands Don’t Wanna Hold Onto Things Holdin’ Me Back From Noticin’
There Wasn’t A Line I Wouldn’t Cross Was Always Down To Get You What You Want Sayin’ It Out Loud Makes No Sense, But At The Time It Did Good Intent, But I Admit
My First Mistake Thinkin’ That I Could Be (Be) Everythin’ (‘thing) Look How Spreadin’ Myself Thin Became (‘came) My Priority Again Lost (Lost) My (My) Way (Way) Makin’ Sure It Was You (You) That (That) Was Straight (Straight) Oh, Spreadin’ Myself Thin Became My Priority Again
Oh, Ooh
(How Many) Places Can I Be At Once? (How Many) People Can I Be At Once? (How Many) People Can I Please At Once?
There Wasn’t A Line I Wouldn’t Cross (Cross) Was Always Down To Get You What You Want (Get You What You Want) Sayin’ It Out Loud Makes No Sense, But At The Time It Did Good Intent, But I Admit
My First Mistake Thinkin’ That I Could Be Everythin’ (Be Your Everything) Look How Spreadin’ Myself Thin Became (‘came) My Priority Again (Again) Lost (Lost) My (My) Way (Way) Makin’ Sure It Was You (You) That (That) Was Straight (Straight) (Ooh) Oh, Spreadin’ Myself Thin Became My Priority Again
Khutti Song by Diljit Dosanjh: “Khutti” is a New Song, sung by Diljit Dosanjh and Saweetie. Khutti Song was written by PRICE, Raj Ranjodh, and Saweetie, and the music was produced by GENT!, HARV, John, and Pontus.
Khutti Lyrics By Diljit Dosanjh
I Just Landed In Punjab It’s 8 Am, I’m Ready To Go Get That Bad [?] What’s Up
Oh Full Dollar Aa Jeb Ch Te Ice Aa Chivas Ch Fukra Ni Behnda Koyi Saddi G Class Ch
Line’an Vich Lagde Ni Naam Aunda Khaas Ch Zindagi Ch Raje Aa Ni Ikke Aa Ni Taash Ch
Routed Aa Ni Dharti Naa Uddiye Aakash Ch Folk Si Aa Rooh Di Utte Rakheya Ki Maas Ch
Khoon Ch Ubaal Jivein Agg Aa Pathash Ch Phool Ni Aa Jehde Ni Tu Rakhengi Glass Ch
Ho Naddiyan Da Dil Kare Sees Ae Ni Sees Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Sanda Utte Laundi Poori Reej Ae Ni Reej Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Ho Naddiyan Da Dil Kare Sees Ae Ni Sees Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Sanda Utte Laundi Poori Reej Ae Ni Reej Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
[Saweetie Verse]
Ho Naddiyan Da Dil Kare Sees Ae Ni Sees Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Sanda Utte Laundi Poori Reej Ae Ni Reej Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Ho Naddiyan Da Dil Kare Sees Ae Ni Sees Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Sanda Utte Laundi Poori Reej Ae Ni Reej Ae Jatt Da [?] Rehndi Khutti Cheez Ae Ni Cheez Ae
Khutti! Super Se*y B!tch You Already Know What Time It Is, Aaha It’s The Motherf*ckin’ Icy Girl [?] Let’s Go From The Better Punjab
Friday 22 March 2024 07:22 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Solo Song by Myles Smith: “Solo” is a New Song, sung by Myles Smith. Solo Song was written by Myles Smith and Peter Fenn, and the music was produced by King Ed.
Solo Lyrics By Myles Smith
You Promised A Lifetime, But Left In A Moment I Wonder If You Even Think About Me Throw Me A Lifeline Because I'm Barely Floating Stranded And Broken
You Know You Got Me Lost In The Dark Is It Too Late? Is It Too Late For Us? You Know You Got Me Lost In My Heart Is It Too Late? Is It Too Late For Us?
Oh Why'd You Get Me So High To Leave Me So Low To Leave Me Solo
Oh I Was Wasting My Time Hoping You'd Call But Damn You're So Cold
Oh Why'd You Make Me Feel Safe Just To Walk Away Just To Let Me Go
Oh Why'd You Get Me So High To Leave Me So Low To Leave Me Solo
You Look Like An Angel Thought I Was In Heaven But I'm Just Falling Without You With Me
I Thought I Was Able To Learn From My Lessons Was Trying My Best But
You Know You Got Me Lost In The Dark Is It Too Late? Is It Too Late For Us? You Know You Got Me Lost In My Heart Is It Too Late? Is It Too Late For Us?
Oh Why'd You Get Me So High To Leave Me So Low To Leave Me Solo
Oh I Was Wasting My Time Hoping You'd Call But Damn You're So Cold
Oh Why'd You Make Me Feel Safe Just To Walk Away? Just To Let Me Go?
Oh Why'd You Get Me So High To Leave Me So Low To Leave Me Solo
Ohhhh I'll Never Love Again, I'll Never Lover Again
Ohhhh I'll Never Love Again, I'll Never Love Again
Oh Why'd You Get Me So High To Leave Me So Low To Leave Me Solo
Oh I Was Wasting My Time Hoping You'd Call But Damn You're So Cold
Oh Why'd You Make Me Feel Safe Just To Walk Away? Just To Let Me Go?
Oh Why'd You Get Me So High To Leave Me So Low To Leave Me Solo
Friday 22 March 2024 07:33 AM UTC+00 | Tags: cardi-b shakira spanish
Puntería Song by Shakira: “Puntería” is a New Song, sung by Shakira and Cardi B. Puntería Song was written by David Stewart, Shakira, GALE, Daniela Blau, Chalko, YannC El Armónico, Mateo Dorado, and SIGGY, and the music was produced by David Stewart and Shakira.
Puntería Lyrics By Shakira
Tú Tiene’ Buena Puntería Sabe’ Por Dónde Darme Pa’ Que Quede Rendía’, Rendía’
Tienes Estilo Para Llamar Mi Atención Me Tiras Dardos, Van Directo Al Corazón Oh, Y Por Más Veces Que Trate Oh, Es Imposible Esquivarte
Tú Tiene’ Buena Puntería Sabe’ Por Dónde Darme Pa’ Que Quede Rendía’ Me Ataca ‘onde Más Duele, Tú A Mí No Me Conviene’ Pero En Tu Cama O La Mía Todo Eso A Mí Se Me Olvida, Ah
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh La Cardi
You, You Got Me Stressin’, Thinkin’ ’bout Se*in’ Baby, Keep Me Company Dame De Tu Fire, Apriétame Las Na!ga’ Aunque Tú No Seas Pa’ Mí (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Uh) I Got The Night, Night, Put A Man Right To Sleep Yeah, I’m Pretty Lil’ Thing From Face To Feet I’m From The Bronx (Bronx), But I Got A Georgia Peach I Got A Empanada, Mama, That He Love To Eat (Muah) Loba Like Shaki, Tú Ere’ Mi Tigre Muérdeme Duro, De Este Culo Nunca Te Olvide’
Tú Tiene’ Buena Puntería Sabe’ Por Dónde Darme Pa’ Que Quede Rendía’ Me Ataca ‘onde Más Duele, Tú A Mí No Me Conviene’ Pero En Tu Cama O La Mía Todo Eso A Mí Se Me Olvida, Ah
Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
Donde Pone El Ojo Pone La Bala Tiro Al Blanco Y Caigo Como Si Nada Pero Si Me Robas Dos Besos Al Tercero Ya Ni Lo Pienso (Jaja) Paso To’a La Noche Indecisa Y Despierto Con Tu Camisa Ya No Sé Si Quiero Parar Y Me Derriten Tus Manos, Me Drogan Tus Labios Tus Biceps Me Ponen A Cien A Ti Nunca Te Dirijo, Siempre Llegas Fijo Hasta Mi Punto G, Jaja
Tú Tiene’ Buena Puntería Sabe’ Como Durarme, Estos Bobos Se Quedan Sin Batería Me Tira Dardo’ Y No Me Conviene Pero Me Encanta Si Adentro Lo Tiene Me Pongo Pe*ra Pa’ Ti, I Know Que De Tu Mente Nunca Va A Salir Cardi B, ¡Wuh! Tú Tiene’ Buena Puntería Sabe’ Por Dónde Darme Pa’ Que Quede Rendía’ Me Ataca ‘onde Más Duele, Tú A Mí No Me Conviene’ Pero En Tu Cama O La Mía Todo Eso A Mí Se Me Olvida, Ah
Friday 22 March 2024 07:36 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
Puntería (English Translation) Song by Shakira: “Puntería” is a New Song, sung by Shakira and Cardi B. Puntería (English Translation) Song was written by David Stewart, Shakira, GALE, Daniela Blau, Chalko, YannC El Armónico, Mateo Dorado, and SIGGY, and the music was produced by David Stewart and Shakira.
Puntería Lyrics In English Translation
You Have Good Aim You Know Where To Give Me, So That I Am Surrendered, Surrendered
You Have Style To Catch My Attention You Throw Darts At Me, They Go Straight To The Heart Oh, And No Matter How Many Times I Tried Oh, It’s Impossible To Avoid You
You Have Good Aim You Know Where To Give Me, So That I Am Surrendered It Attacks Me Where It Hurts The Most, You Don’t Suit Me But In Your Bed Or Mine, I Forget All That
Where The Eye Puts, The Bullet Puts I Shoot At The Target And Fall As If Nothing Had Happened But If You Steal Two Kisses From Me I Don’t Even Think About The Third One I Spend All Night Indecisive And I Wake Up With Your Shirt I Don’t Know If I Want To Stop And Your Hands Melt Me Your Lips Drug Me Your Biceps Turn Me On I Never Address You You Always Arrive Permanently Up To My G Point
You Have Good Aim You Know Where To Give Me, So That I Am Surrendered It Attacks Me Where It Hurts The Most, You Don’t Suit Me But In Your Bed Or Mine, I Forget All That Oh, Oh
Becalis You Have The Fast Pass For All My Points, Not Just The G Give Me Your Fire Squeeze My Bu*tocks Although You Are Not For Me I Become A She Wolf Like Shaki Crazy, Crazy You Are, My Tiger Touch, Touch Me With More Desire So That I Never Forget About You She Wolf Like Shaki You Are My Tiger Bite Me Hard Never Forget About This Ass
You Have Good Aim You Know How To Last Me, These Fools Run Out Of Battery You Throw Darts At Me And It Doesn’t Suit Me, But I Love It If It’s Inside, I’ll Be A B!tch For You I Know That It Will Never Leave Your Mind, Cardi B You Have Good Aim You Know Where To Give Me, So That I Am Surrendered It Attacks Me Where It Hurts The Most, You Don’t Suit Me But In Your Bed Or Mine, I Forget All That Oh, Oh
Friday 22 March 2024 07:45 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
La Fuerte Song by Shakira: “La Fuerte” is a New Song, sung by Shakira. La Fuerte Song was written by Shakira, KEITYN, Albert Hype, Leonardo Zapata, and Bizarrap, and the music was produced by Bizarrap and Shakira.
La Fuerte Lyrics By Shakira
De Haber Sabido Que Iba A Ser La Última Vez Te Hubiera Gozado Más, Pero No Te Aproveché Y Por Creer Que No Tenías Caducidad Guardé Besos Pa’ Despué’, Con Las Ganas Me Quedé Te Mentiría Si Digo Que Ver Mis Fotos Contigo No Me Hacen Daño Porque Hacen Daño Si No Te Busco Es Que También Tengo Mi Orgullo No Pienses Que No Te Extraño, Porque Te Extraño (Rrr)
Otra Noche Más Que Paso Sin Verte Otra Noche Más Que Me Hago La Fuerte Borré Tu Número, ¿Y Pa’ Qué? Si Ya Me Lo Sé No Te Olvido Por Más Que Aparente (Que Aparente)
Olvidarte Yo Trato, Pero A Esta Loba Le Da El Arrebato Yo Con Él Paso El Rato Y Luego A Tu Nombre Solita Me Mato Me Siento Como Leona Enjaulá’, Cuesta Tanto Quedarme Callá’ Me Tienes Con La Cabeza Rayá’, Con La Cabeza Rayá’
Si Tú Quieres Yo Me Asomo Dime Dónde, Cuándo Y Cómo Si Tú Quieres Yo Me Asomo Dime Dónde, Cómo
Otra Noche Más Que Paso Sin Verte Otra Noche Más Que Me Hago La Fuerte (Prr) Borré Tu Número, ¿Y Pa’ Qué? Si Ya Me Lo Sé No Te Olvido Por Más Que Aparente, Que Aparente
Que Aparente
Si Tú Quieres Yo Me Asomo Dime Dónde, Cuándo Y Cómo Si Tú Quieres Yo Me Asomo Dime Dónde, Cómo
Otra Noche Más Que Paso Sin Verte Otra Noche Más Que Me Hago La Fuerte Borré Tu Número, ¿Y Pa’ Qué? Si Ya Me Lo Sé, Eh Por Más Que Aparente (Por Más Que Aparente)
Friday 22 March 2024 07:47 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
La Fuerte (English Translation) Song by Shakira: “La Fuerte” is a New Song, sung by Shakira. La Fuerte (English Translation) Song was written by Shakira, KEITYN, Albert Hype, Leonardo Zapata, and Bizarrap, and the music was produced by Bizarrap and Shakira.
La Fuerte Lyrics In English Translation
If I Had Known It Would Be The Last Time I Would Have Enjoyed You More, But I Didn’t Take Advantage Of You And For Believing That You Had No Expiration Date I Saved Kisses For Later, I Was Left With The Desire I Would Be Lying To You If I Said That Seeing My Photos With You Doesn’t Hurt Me Because They Hurt If I Don’t Look For You It’s Because I Also Have My Pride Don’t Think That I Don’t Miss You, Because I Miss You (Rrr)
Another Night I Spend Without Seeing You Another Night That I Act Strong I Deleted Your Number, And For What? Yes I Already Know I Don’t Forget You No Matter How Much I Pretend (That I Pretend)
I Try To Forget You, But This She-wolf Gets The Urge I Hang Out With Him And Then I Kill Myself In Your Name Alone I Feel Like A Caged Lioness, It’s So Hard To Stay Silent You Have Me With A Scratchy Head, With A Scratchy Head
If You Want I’ll Show Up Tell Me Where, When And How If You Want I’ll Show Up Tell Me Where, How
Another Night I Spend Without Seeing You Another Night That I Act Strong (Prr) I Deleted Your Number, And For What? Yes I Already Know I Don’t Forget You No Matter How I Much Pretend, How Much I Pretend
How Much I Pretend
If You Want I’ll Look Out Tell Me Where, When And How If You Want I’ll Look Out Tell Me Where, How
Another Night I Spend Without Seeing You Another Night That I Act Strong I Deleted Your Number, And For What? Yes I Already Know, Eh No Matter How Much I Pretend (How Much I Pretend)
Friday 22 March 2024 07:54 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
Tiempo Sin Verte Song by Shakira: “Tiempo Sin Verte” is a New Song, sung by Shakira. Tiempo Sin Verte Song was written by Shakira, Tainy, Jota Rosa, Richi López, ELENA ROSE, and Albert Hype, and the music was produced by Tainy, Albert Hype, Shakira, and Jota Rosa.
Tiempo Sin Verte Lyrics By Shakira
Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Sigo Aquí Y No Pasa Un Día Que No Piense En Ti Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Dime Si Aún Me Quieres Y Te Acuerdas De Mí
¿Y Qué Ha Sido De Ti? Hace Rato Te Fuiste ¿Olvidaste Llamarme O Fue Solo Un Despiste? ¿Olvidaste También Esos Momentos? ¿O Añoras Cuando Reíamos Juntos Sobre Las Olas? Yo Que Siempre Te He Creído Mi Amigo Ahora No Sé, Siento Que Nunca Lo Has Sido Has Dejado Con Tu Ausencia Un Vacío En Mí
Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Sigo Aquí Y No Pasa Un Día Que No Piense En Ti Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Dime Si Aún Me Quieres Y Te Acuerdas De Mí
Y Tu Excusa Es Que Andas Demasiado Ocupado Pero Mejor Hablar A Calzón Quita’o Dime Si Cometí Quizá Alguna Torpeza Tú Que Eres Un Hombre De Cierta Delicadeza Y Jamás Tomaste Bien Mis Reclamos Y Te Exigía Un Poco Más De La Cuenta Pero Te Extraño Y Creo Que No Sabes Cuánto, Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Sigo Aquí Y No Pasa Un Día Que No Piense En Ti Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Dime Si Aún Me Quieres Y Te Acuerdas De Mí
En Mis Sueños Sigo Imaginando Que Aún Veo El Sol Brillando En Tu Piel Preguntan Los Amigos Si Volverás Conmigo Surfearemos Juntos Como Ayer
Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Sigo Aquí Y No Pasa Un Día Que No Piense En Ti Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte Y Dime Si Aún Me Quieres Y Te Acuerdas De Mí
Llevo Tiempo Sin Verte, Ah-ah-ah Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Mmm Ah, Ah
Friday 22 March 2024 07:57 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
Tiempo Sin Verte (English Translation) Song by Shakira: “Tiempo Sin Verte” is a New Song, sung by Shakira. Tiempo Sin Verte (English Translation) Song was written by Shakira, Tainy, Jota Rosa, Richi López, ELENA ROSE, and Albert Hype, and the music was produced by Tainy, Albert Hype, Shakira, and Jota Rosa.
Tiempo Sin Verte Lyrics In English Translation
I Haven’t Seen You In A While And I’m Still Here And Not A Day Goes By That I Don’t Think About You I Haven’t Seen You In A While And Tell Me Yes You Still Love Me And Remember Me
And What Has Happened To You? You Left A While Ago Did You Forget To Call Me Or Was It Just An Oversight? Did You Also Forget Those Moments? Or Do You Long When We Laughed Together On The Waves? I Have Always Believed You My Friend Now I Don’t Know, I Feel Like You’ve Never Been With Your Absence You Have Left A Void In Me
I Haven’t Seen You In A While And I’m Still Here And Not A Day Goes By That I Don’t Think About You I Haven’t Seen You In A While And Tell Me Yes You Still Love Me And Remember Me
And Your Excuse Is That You’re Too Busy But Better To Talk To Calzón Quita’o Tell Me If I Perhaps Committed Some Clumsiness You Who Are A Man Of A Certain Delicacy And You Never Took My Complaints Well And I Demanded A Little More Than Necessary But I Miss You And I Think You Don’t Know How Much, Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I Haven’t Seen You In A While And I’m Still Here And Not A Day Goes By That I Don’t Think About You I Haven’t Seen You In A While And Tell Me Yes You Still Love Me And Remember Me
In My Dreams I Keep Imagining That I Still See The Sun Shining On Your Skin Friends Ask If You Will Come Back With Me We Will Surf Together Like Yesterday
I Haven’t Seen You In A While And I’m Still Here And Not A Day Goes By That I Don’t Think About You I Haven’t Seen You In A While And Tell Me Yes You Still Love Me And Remember Me
I Haven’t Seen You In A While, Ah-ah-ah Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Mmm Ah, Ah
Friday 22 March 2024 08:07 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
Cohete Song by Shakira: “Cohete” is a New Song, sung by Shakira and Rauw Alejandro. Cohete Song was written by Shakira, Yeti Beats, Caceres, Vibarco, Rauw Alejandro, TROY NōKA, Federico Vindver, Kenobi Sensei, and Mr. Naisgai, and the music was produced by Yeti Beats, Shakira, DallasK, and Mr. Naisgai.
Cohete Lyrics By Shakira
La Luna Está Pa’ Que Nos Besemo’ (Ey) Si Ellos Supieran Toa’ Las Cosas Que Hacemo’ (Uh) Por Las Estrella’ Siempre Nos Perdemo’ (¡Yih!) Se Alinean Los Planetas Cada Vez Que Nos Vemo’, Eh (¡Yah!)
Uh-uh-uh-uh Despega Y Vente, Que Quiero Verte, Oh-oh, Oh Uh-uh-uh-uh Te Haré Salir Volando Como Un Cohete, Ah-ah, Ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh Contigo Me Voy Sin Regresar (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh Tú Te Volviste Un Problema Uh-uh-uh-uh Si Confesamo’, Nos Vamo’ Viral (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Ey) Tú Mi Playa, Yo Tu Arena
Me Mandas A Otro Planeta Cuando Acabas Tu Misión No Quiero Que Nadie Se Meta En Nuestra Relación Baby, Solo Anhelo Estar Contigo, Amarnos En Algún Rincón Y Comernos Sin Ninguna Complicación No Hay Mayor Placer Que El De Tocarte Nadie Como Tú Me Hace Fluir No Quiero La Luna, Ni Ir A Marte, No Solo Quiero Hacerte Venir Por Mí
Uh-uh-uh-uh Despega Y Vente, Que Quiero Verte, Oh-oh, Oh Uh-uh-uh-uh Te Haré Salir Volando Como Un Cohete, Ah-ah, Ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh Contigo Me Voy Sin Regresar (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh Tú Te Volviste Un Problema Uh-uh-uh-uh Si Confesamo’, Nos Vamo’ Viral (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh Tú Mi Playa, Yo Tu Arena
La Luna Está Pa’ Que Nos Besemo’ (Ey) Si Ellos Supieran Toa’ Las Cosas Que Hacemo’ (Uh) Por Las Estrella’ Siempre Nos Perdemo’ (¡Yih!) Se Alinean Los Planetas Cada Vez Que Nos Vemo’, Eh (¡Yah!)
Uh-uh-uh-uh Despega Y Vente, Que Quiero Verte, Oh-oh, Oh Uh-uh-uh-uh Te Haré Salir Volando Como Un Cohete, Ah-ah, Ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh Contigo Me Voy Sin Regresar (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh Tú Te Volviste Un Problema Uh-uh-uh-uh Si Confesamo’, Nos Vamo’ Viral (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Ey) Tú Mi Playa, Yo Tu Arena
Friday 22 March 2024 08:10 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
Cohete (English Translation) Song by Shakira: “Cohete” is a New Song, sung by Shakira and Rauw Alejandro. Cohete (English Translation) Song was written by Shakira, Yeti Beats, Caceres, Vibarco, Rauw Alejandro, TROY NōKA, Federico Vindver, Kenobi Sensei, and Mr. Naisgai, and the music was produced by Yeti Beats, Shakira, DallasK, and Mr. Naisgai.
Cohete Lyrics In English Translation
The Moon Is There For Us To Kiss’ (Hey) If They Knew All The Things We Do’ (Uh) Because Of The Stars We Always Get Lost’ ( Yih!) The Planets Align Every Time We See Each Other’, Eh (Yah!)
Uh-uh-uh-uh Take Off And Come, I Want To See You, Oh-oh, Oh Uh-uh-uh -uh I’ll Make You Fly Like A Rocket, Ah-ah, Ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh I’m Leaving With You Without Returning (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh You You Became A Problem Uh-uh-uh-uh If We Confess, We’ll Go Viral (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Hey) You My Beach, I Your Sand
You Send Me To Another Planet When You Finish Your Mission I Don’t Want Anyone To Interfere In Our Relationship Baby, I Just Long To Be With You, To Love Us In Some Corner And To Eat Each Other Without Any Complications There Is No Greater Pleasure Than Touching You Nobody Like You Makes Me Flow No I Don’t Want The Moon, I Don’t Even Want To Go To Mars, No I Just Want To Make You Come For Me
Uh-uh-uh-uh Take Off And Come, I Want To See You, Oh-oh, Oh Uh-uh-uh-uh I’ll Make You Fly Away Like A Rocket, Ah-ah, Ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh I’m Leaving With You Without Returning (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh You Became A Problem Uh-uh-uh-uh If We Confess, We’ll Go Viral (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh You My Beach, I Your Sand
La The Moon Is There For Us To Kiss (Hey) If They Knew All The Things We Do (Uh) Because Of The Stars We Always Get Lost (Yih!) The Planets Align Every Time We See Each Other,Eh (Yah!)
Uh-uh-uh-uh Take Off And Come, I Want To See You, Oh-oh, Oh Uh-uh-uh-uh I’ll Make You Fly Like A Rocket, Ah-ah, Ah
Uh-uh-uh-uh I’m Leaving With You Without Returning (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh You Became A Problem Uh-uh-uh-uh If We Confess’ , We’re Going Viral (Oh-oh, Oh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Hey) You My Beach, I Your Sand
Friday 22 March 2024 08:19 AM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
(Entre Paréntesis) Song by Shakira: “(Entre Paréntesis)” is a New Song, sung by Shakira and Grupo Frontera. (Entre Paréntesis) Song was written by Shakira, KEITYN, Edge, Spread LOF, and L.E.X.U.Z, and the music was produced by KEITYN, Shakira, and Edge.
(Entre Paréntesis) Lyrics By Shakira
Dime Qué Te Paso, ¿Por Qué Te Noto Fría? Tus Besos Ya No Saben A Lo Que Sabían Sigues Durmiendo En Mi Cama, Pero La Siento Vacía Dime Qué Te Pasó, Ya No Eres El De Antes Parece Que Esto Para Ti No Es Importante Hay Cosas En La Vida Tan Obvias Que No Hace Falta Ni Decir
Se Nota Cuando Se Quiere, Pero Cuando No, Se Nota Más Antes Venías Sin Llamarte, Ahora Sin Avisar Te Vas Se Nota Cuando Se Quiere, Pero Cuando No, Se Nota Más Ya No Hace Falta Que Aparentes, Si Pusiste El Final Entre Paréntesis
Esto Ya No Da Más Esto Ya No Da Más Esto Ya No Dio Más Pusiste El Final Entre Paréntesis
Tu Boca Me Niega Lo Que Dice Tu Mirada Tus Manos No Calientan Cuando Me Tocas La Piel Esa Manera De Besar No Sabe A Nada El Que Te Abraza Soy Yo, Pero Estás Pensando En Él Y Tú, Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, Ya Lo Diste Por Perdido Solo Sé Sincero, Te Lo Pido Prefiero La Verdad A Vivir Con Tus Labios Compartidos Me Está Doliendo Y Tú No Sabes Cuánto Por Culpa Tuya Se Congeló El Cuarto Cada Palabra Me Hiere, No Creo Que Me Recupere
Se Nota Cuando Se Quiere, Pero Cuando No, Se Nota Más Antes Venías Sin Llamarte, Ahora Sin Avisar Te Vas Se Nota Cuando Se Quiere, Pero Cuando No, Se Nota Más Ya No Hace Falta Que Aparentes, Si Pusiste El Final Entre Paréntesis
Esto Ya No Da Más Esto Ya No Da Más Esto Ya No Dio Más Pusiste El Final Entre Paréntesis
Friday 22 March 2024 12:10 PM UTC+00 | Tags: shakira spanish
Última (English Translation) Song by Shakira: “Última” is a New Song, sung by Shakira. Última (English Translation) Song was written by Ciey, KEITYN, and Shakira, and the music was produced by Ciey, Shakira, Albert Hype, and KEITYN.
Última Lyrics In (English Translation)
First Of All I Thank You For What I Experienced Please Let Me Speak, Don’t Interrupt Me, I’m Asking You. What Happened To Us, Already Happened, And It Didn’t Make Sense And If You Were Confused, Now I Feel The Same
Surely With Time You Will Regret It And Someday You’ll Want To Knock On My Door Again But Now I Have Decided To Be Alone
I Lost Love Halfway Through How Come You Got Tired Of Something So Genuine? Don’t Try To Convince Me, I Ask You It’s Already Decided, We Have What We Have Learned
You Wanted To Go Out And I Wanted To Stay With You At Home You Eat The World And I Just Wanted To Have You Not Even Your Friends Combined With Mine Anymore It Was Easier To Mix Water And Oil You Say It Made You Feel Like Nothing Ever Reached Me And That For Me Everything Was Little, Insufficient So You Left And Left Me A Hole Here In My Bed Time Passes And I Can’t Get You Out Of My Mind
Surely With Time I Will Regret It And One Day I Will Want To Knock On Your Door Again But Now I Must Learn To Be Alone
We Lost Love Halfway Through How Come You Got Tired Of Something So Genuine? Don’t Try To Convince Me, I Ask You It’s Already Decided, We Have What We Have Learned Our Love Broke Halfway How Come You Got Tired Of Something So Genuine? Don’t Try To Convince Me, I Ask You It’s Already Decided, We Have What We Have Learned
Like That Song by Future: “Like That” is a New Song, sung by Future, Metro Boomin, and Kendrick Lamar. Like That Song was written by Metro Boomin, Future, Kendrick Lamar, and Rodney O, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin.
Like That Lyrics By Future
Gotta Fire My Joint Up On This B!tch Young Metro, Metro, Young Metro, Three Times Yeah
Stickin’ To The Code, All These Ho*s For The Streets I Put It In Her Nose, It’s Gon’ Make Her Pus*y Leak Pus*y Niggas Told, Ain’t Gon’ Wake Up Out They Sleep You Can’t Hear That Switch, But You Can Hear Them Niggas Scream All My Ho*s Do Shrooms, Nigga, All My Ho*s Do Coke Twenty Carat Ring, I Put My Fingers Down Her Throat (Uh, Uh, Uh) If I Lose A Carat, She Might Choke (Uh, Uh, Uh) I Know She Gon’ Swallow, She A G.O.A.T. (Uh, Uh, Uh) Freeband Nigga, Bring The Racks In Got The Shooters In The Corner Like The Pack In She Think ’cause She Exotic B!tch, She Attractive That’s That Shit’ll Get You Put Up Out The Section, Brrt And The Motto Still The Same Ball Like I Won A Championship Game You Know These Ho*s Hungry, They Gon’ Fu*k For A Name I Put Her On The Gang, She Get Fu*ked For A Chain Got Your Girl In This B!tch, She Twirlin’ On The D!ck I Got Syrup In This B!tch, Turn Up In This B!tch And We Brought The ‘ercs In This B!tch, Get Murked In This B!tch All These Pointers On Me, Baby, You Know It’s Game Time Bring A Friend, B!tch, We Fu*ked ’em At The Same Time I’m A Different Nigga, No, We Not The Same Kind You Can Have That Lil’— If She Ain’t Mine (Yeah)
Young Dope Dealer, Sellin’ Dope, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Kickin’ Doors, Kickin’ In Doors, Is You Like That? (Yeah) Young Throwed Nigga, Sellin’ Lows, Is You Like That? (Yeah) All ’24, You On Go, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Niggas From The Bottom Really Like That (If You Like That) Steppin’ In Balencis If You Like That (If You Like That) Pop Another Bottle If You Like That (If You Like That)
He Was Once A Thug From Around The Way
These Niggas Talkin’ Out Of They Necks Don’t Pull No Coffin Out Of Your Mouth, I’m Way Too Paranoid For A Threat Ayy-ayy, Let’s Get It, Bro D-o-t, The Money, Power, Respect The Last One Is Better Say, It’s A Lot Of Goofies With A Check I Mean, Ah, I Hope Them Sentiments Symbolic Ah, My Temperament Bipolar, I Choose Violence Okay, Let’s Get It Up, It’s Time For Him To Prove That He’s A Problem Niggas Clickin’ Up, But Cannot Be Legit, No 40 Water, Tell ’em Ah, Yeah, Huh, Yeah, Get Up With Me Fu*k Sneak Dissin’, First Person Shooter, I Hope They Came With Three Switches I Crash Out, Like, “Fu*k Rap,” Diss Melle Mel If I Had To Got 2Teez With Me, I’m Snatchin’ Chains And Burnin’ Tattoos, It’s Up Lost Too Many Soldiers Not To Play It Safe If He Walk Around With That Stick, It Ain’t Andre 3K Think I Won’t Drop The Location? I Still Got Ptsd Motherf*ck The Big Three, Nigga, It’s Just Big Me Nigga, Bum, What? I’m Really Like That And Your Best Work Is A Light Pack Nigga, Prince Outlived Mike Jack’ Nigga, Bum, ‘fore All Your Dogs Gettin’ Buried That’s A K With All These Nines, He Gon’ See Pet Sematary Nigga, Bum
Young Dope Dealer, Sellin’ Dope, Is You Like That? (If You Like That, Yeah, Yeah) Kickin’ Doors, Kickin’ In Doors, Is You Like That? (How?, Yeah) Young Throwed Nigga, Sellin’ Lows, Is You Like That? (Holy Water, Holy Water, Yeah) All ’24, You On Go, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Niggas From The Bottom Really Like That (If You Like That) Steppin’ In Balencis If You Like That (If You Like That) Pop Another Bottle If You Like That (If You Like That)
He Was Once A Thug From Around The Way
Young Dope Dealer, Sellin’ Dope, Is You Like That? Kickin’ Doors, Kickin’ In Doors, Is You Like That? Young Throwed Nigga, Sellin’ Lows, Is You Like That? All ’24, You On Go, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Niggas From The Bottom Really Like That (If You Like That) Steppin’ In Balencis If You Like That (If You Like That) Pop Another Bottle If You Like That (If You Like That)
He Was Once A Thug, He Was, He Was—
Came In Banging Dope Niggas Was Young, Slangin’ Powder Walk In The Strip Club, Make It Rain For Three Hours Locked In And Now I Got My Phantom And My Driver Perc’d Out, Took Chances In My Hood Like Nevada Surfed Out Outside, White Interior, Lasagna Hundred Thousands, I Just Cashed Out On Designer Gotta Devour, Nigga, I Learned That In The Jungle Once I Sell This Load, That’s A Million In A Week
Young Metro Song by Future: “Young Metro” is a New Song, sung by Future, Metro Boomin, and The Weeknd. Young Metro Song was written by Future, Metro Boomin, and The Weeknd, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, DAVID x ELI, and MIKE DEAN.
Young Metro Lyrics By Future
Yeah, Yeah Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro Yeah, Yeah Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro Yeah (Yeah), Yeah (Yeah), Yeah (Yeah), Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), Yeah (Yeah) Okay, Okay, Okay
Evel Knievel, Pluto Told His Heaters, “Leave Nigga In The Freezer,” I’m Big As A Beatle (Okay, Okay) Fu*k On A Diva, I’m Hot Than A Fever (Woo) Put Dope On One Leaders More Stripes Than Adidas (Okay, Okay) I Got These Regular Ho*s, I Got Superstar Ho*s Takin’ Pictures Of Me Like The Feds Check Out My Video, Lil’ B!tch, That’s Silly, Ho Got Me With A Mill’ In Jewelry, In The Bed (Okay, Okay)
Grip The Forty While I’m Sleep In My Hand (Drink It Up) Drink The Dope And I Get Cool As A Fan (Drink It Up) Turbo Motor Hot, I’m Scorchin’ In France (Skrrt-skrrt) B!tch, You Bogus If You Don’t Bring A Friend (B!tch, You Bogus) Came From Nothin’, You Can’t Feel What I’m Sayin’ (Came Up) Hundred Shots, I Gotta Stick To The Plan (One Hundred) Sloppy Toppy Gotta Get It Again Shorty Boppin’, She Just Pushin’ The Brand Solo, But The Hitters Pullin’ Up On Demand
Chauffer With The Phantom, I’m Like Stunna When I Land I Ain’t Never Sober, I Got Pills And I’m Sharin’ Cop A New Hammer With The Cooler, It Don’t Jam Took The Show On The Road Gettin’ Bands On Bands On The High, On The Low, I’m The Man, I’m The Man (Man) Strikin’ Off, Strikin’ Off, Porsche Cayenne (Strike Out) Live It Up, Ran It Up, Got It Expand
I Been Drowning I Been Tryin’ I Been Low All Alone (Oh, Oh, Oh) Say You Want Me (Oh, Oh, Oh) Freebandz I Been Drownin’
Yeah, Yeah (I Been Drownin’) Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro Yeah, Yeah (I Been Drownin’) Yeah, Yeah
Got The Hood In The Trunk And That’s My B!tch I’m A Mogul, That Make Her A Boss B!tch (Oh, Woah) I’ma Float On This Shit Like The Coast Clear I Put Dope On My Block, Make The Dope Flip (Oh, Woah) I Got Work On Me, Nigga, I Got Dog Shit Get You Hit In Yo’ Shit, It Won’t Cost Shit Take A Load And Run Through It In One Minute With That Mud In My System, I Function Took Her Freestyle And Turned It To Cash I Get Fly To You, This Not A Caption
When I Got In This Shit, I Got Hot In This Shit I Came Through In A Coupe, I Was Smashin’ (Oh, Woah) I Was Good In The Hood Servin’ ‘phetamine Gettin’ A Billion To See What’s Ahead Of Me (Oh, Woah) My Real Day Ones, They Ready Catch Felonies Goin’ Richard Mille For The Whole Team Tote A Stick And Throw Dice At The Curb Ho, Go Fu*k On A Nigga I Birthed If She Lose, That’s A Choice And A Curse You Lil’ Niggas, I Take You To Church (Oh, Woah)
Yeah, Yeah Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro (Oh, Woah) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Okay, Okay Oh, Woah No, No Lord, No Okay, Okay (Lord, Have Mercy) Okay, Okay (Jesus)
Evel Knievel, Pluto Told His Heaters, “Leave Nigga In The Freezer,” I’m Big As A Beatle (Okay, Okay, Jesus) Fu*k On A Diva, I’m Hot Than A Fever (Woo) Put Dope In One Liters, More Stripes Than Adidas (Okay, Okay, Jesus) I Got These Regular Ho*s, I Got Superstar Ho*s Takin’ Pictures Of Me Like The Feds Check Out My Video, Lil’ B!tch, That’s Silly, Ho Got Me With A Mill’ In Jewelry In The Bed (Okay, Okay)
Ice Attack Song by Future: “Ice Attack” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Ice Attack Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, OZ, Southside, and Nik Dean.
Ice Attack Lyrics By Future
[Part 1]
Can’t Put Too Much On, Might Catch A Ice Attack Fortieth Anniversary, Flooded Vvs Trappin’ It Out The Foreign, I Might Crash And Wreck I’m Buyin’ Out The Department, Goin’ To Galaxy I’m Prayin’ To Find A Plug To Bring Me Actavis Bought A Crib In Every City, I Forget My Address I Been Hustlin’ Since A Kid, I Was Just A Adolescent I Done Ran Up A Richard Millie, I Can’t Stop Finessin’ Got To Practice What I Preach, I’m Buyin’ My B!tch Baguettes I Got Money, But Ain’t Got Time, These Ho*s Gettin’ Too Obsessed Went Shoppin’ Out In Europe, Shut Down Javier Laced In Balenci’ And Got Marni On My Body Gear Look On Google, I Been Gettin’ Way Richer Every Year Play With Scooter And I’ma Send A Nigga Outta Here
You Mean, You Don’t Trust The Police? In My Business, You Don’t Trust Anybody
[Part 2]
Metro Boomin, He A Millionaire, Fu*k It, Take It Back Metro Boomin Havin’ Cheese Now, These Niggas Nothin’ But Rats I Been Drankin’ Codeine, Steady Rockin’ These Baguettes I Can Feel This Money, Power, Got These Niggas So Upset I Can’t Worry About The Flawed Shit, These Flawless On My Neck Went Banoodles On The Dog Ass Ho, That’s All Go Paradin’ Whenever, I Just Spazz Out, Uh Dripped In Louis V Bandana, I Got My Rag Out, Uh
B!tch Was So Damn Excited, She Just Lost Count, Uh I Got Checks Like Nike, Get Nigga Checked Out, Uh Gotta Make ’em Pay For Every Year, They Never Paid Up Gucci’d Down In The Trap With The K Up, Uh She Was Drippin’, I Went Bare, I Hit It Geeked Up Turtle Neck On My Neck, A Lot Of Cubans On
Metro Boomin, He A Millionaire, Fu*k It, Take It Back Metro Boomin Havin’ Cheese Now, These Niggas Nothin’ But Rats I Been Drankin’ Codeine, Steady Rockin’ These Baguettes I Can Feel This Money, Power, Got These Niggas So Upset I Can’t Worry About The Flawed Shit, These Flawless On My Neck Went Banoodles On The Dog Ass Ho, That’s All Go Paradin’ Whenever, I Just Spazz Out, Uh Dripped In Louis V Bandana, I Got My Rag Out, Uh
Money, Murder, Money, Sex, That’s A Murder Zone Young Nigga, Goin’ Crazy, Gettin’ They Murder On B!tch Gon’ Fu*k Me In The Trap, That’s The Type Of B!tch I Like If You Fu*k Me At The Spot, Then You Know You Fu*ked A Crook I’m A Rich Nigga, Dog, All Iced Out You Can See The Stones Lit Up When The Lights Out I Didn’t Want Her, I Just Wanna Know What The Hype ’bout I Be Turnin’ Up These B!tches, Gettin’ Piped Down
Metro Boomin, He A Millionaire, Fu*k It, Take It Back Metro Boomin Havin’ Cheese Now, These Niggas Nothin’ But Rats I Been Drankin’ Codeine, Steady Rockin’ These Baguettes I Can Feel This Money, Power, Got These Niggas So Upset I Can’t Worry About The Flawed Shit, These Flawless On My Neck Went Banoodles On The Dog Ass Ho, That’s All Go Paradin’ Whenever, I Just Spazz Out, Uh Dripped In Louis V Bandana, I Got My Rag Out, Uh
The Time, Know What I Mean? The Time To Just Let It Out Lot Of, Lot Of Corny Ass Niggas, Man Lot Of Corny Rappers, Man, I’m Just Like, “Yo, Man” I Could, I Could Name A List Of A Hundred Corny Ass Rappers, Yo Right Now
Type Shit Song by Future: “Type Shit” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Playboi Carti and Future. Type Shit Song was written by Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Playboi Carti and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin.
Type Shit Lyrics By Future
Yeah, Yeah, Pluto
I Don’t Hang With Rats, That’s Some New Type Shit Get A Nigga Whacked On The News, Type Shit Sippin’ Drank And Activis On Some Screw, Type Shit Just A Sad Ho Runnin’ Through The Crew, Type Shit I Got A Bad B!tch At Home, Voodoo Type Shit Take Down Meg Thee Stallion’s By The Group, Type Shit
That’s Some Thick Shit, I Just Thought You Knew, Type Shit I Just Tricked Off, I Don’t Just Usually Do This Type Shit Pockets Racked Up, All Blue, Type Shit Bunch Of Rich Niggas, Ho*s Get Confused, Type Shit Atlanta Nigga, I Live Like Tina Turner, Type Shit On Camera, Knockin’ Jaws Loose, Type Shit I Canceled Her, Kick Her Out The Stu’, Type Shit A Silent Hitter, I Just Keep It Cool With You B!tches A Solid Nigga, Countin’ Dog Food, Type Shit Movin’ Through The City With Your Boo, Type Shit She’s Ready To Suck Me Up Like Soup, Type Shit You Goin’ Against The Guys, And You Gon’ Lose, Type Shit Pray To God I Ain’t Knock You Out Your Shoes, Type Shit (Type Shit)
Pop It, Pop It, Right Up Out The Blue, Type Shit Put The Double O In A Mood Serotonin, That’s A Cool Technique Oxycontin, Mix It With Blues (Alright) East Atlanta Feelin’ Like A Zoo, Type Mix (Open Up) Shawty Started Strippin’, Takin’ Shrooms Eatin’ All The Percs, On Some Food, Type Shit (Open Up) Shawty Make It Work, 9-to-5 Type Shit (Open Up) Eatin’ All The Perkies, On Some Food, Type Shit (Open Up) Eatin’ All The Perkies, On Some Food, Type Shit (Going Up) All The Homies Crushin’ On Some Fool, Type— (Going Up) Floodin’ Out The Spot, It’s Like A Pool, Type Mix (Add It Up) All The Homies Crushin’ On Some Fool, Type Shit (Going Up) All The Homies Crushin’ On Some Fool, Type— (Open Up) Eatin’ All The Perkies, On Some Food, Type Shit Feelin’ So High, I’m On The Moon, Type Shit
Kick The Slow Flow, Jitsu, Type Shit Relock My Dreadlocks, I’m On Bool, Type Shit Cook A Nigga Up Like Food, Type Shit Posted Up With My Dogs, Scooby Doo, Type Shit
She Grippin’ All On My Balls, I Gotta Move, Type Shit Diamonds, They Cover My Flaws, I Got That Brand New, Type Shit Hundred Round Drum, Make It Bust, Lookin’ Like That New, Type Shit All Of My Jeans Are Saggin’, I Think I’m Moving, Type Shit Put The Ho Down With The Gang, Now She Think She My Major, Type Shit Shawty Thought She Was She The One, I Will Forever Have A Boss B!tch The Gang Say Rollin’, Count Up, It’s Familiar, Type Shit Eighty One Thou’ For The Teeth, I Still Ain’t Smiling For This B!tch This Ho Think She Better Than Me? She On That Ig Model Shit Shawty Said I’m A Superhero, So How The Fu*k I’ma Hide-up Shit? B!tch Give Me Dome In The Back, She On Her Bobblehead, Type Shit All I Want Is A*s And Titties, I Ain’t Got No Type Shit Sippin’ On Drank, Pluto, Hey Sippin’ My Drank, Metro Said That He My Hero, Type Shit Might Put Some Dollars In My Glasses, Woah, Woah, On My Mike Shit What The Fu*k Y’all Talking About Bodies For? Y’all Just Type Shit (Pluto)
I Don’t Hang With Rats, That’s Some New Type Shit Get A Nigga Whacked On The News, Type Shit Sippin’ Drank And Activis On Some Screw, Type Shit Just A Sad Ho Runnin’ Through The Crew, Type Shit I Got A Bad B!tch At Home, Voodoo Type Shit Take Down Meg Thee Stallion’s By The Group, Type Shit
Tags All Over My Shirt, Uh, Rockstar-type Shit Molly All In My Drink, Uh, Rockstar-type Shit ’bout To Take A Ho To Turks, She A Monster, Type Shit She Don’t Don’t Speak No English, Money Talk, Type Shit She Fu*k Me, Ran Her Mouth ’cause I’m A Boss, Type Shit
Claustrophobic Song by Future: “Claustrophobic” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Claustrophobic Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin and Will-A-Fool.
Claustrophobic Lyrics By Future
All That Other Shit Is Garbage, That’s What I Mean, Son You Know What I’m Sayin’? Like, Get The Fu*k Out Of Here, Son Shit Is Wack, Son Cut It Out, Please Nobody’s Buying It, Nobody Likes It You Be Hurting Our Ears, That Shit Is Annoying Like, Stop It, Man Just ’cause Niggas Got A Chain, Some Jewelry, And They Dress Like The Motherfu*king Part They Wanna Be, The Rappers And Shit Ayy, Cut It Out We The Professionals, Son, We Professionals At What We Do, Like, Cut It Out Yeah
Had To Buy Another Mansion, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went And Bought A Bigger Maybach, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went Back Extended Phantom, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Make Sure That ‘rari A Drop ’cause I Get Claustrophobic Had To Buy Another Mansion, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went And Bought A Bigger Maybach, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went Back Extended Phantom, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Make Sure That ‘rari A Drop ’cause I Get Claustrophobic
Sittin’ Inside The Hybrid, Lookin’ Like A Pirate Fresher Than Your Stylist, Fresher Than A Stylist Presidential Rolex, Niggas Big Timin’ Eighty-five Pointers, Ochocinco Diamonds Million-dollar Phantom, I Won’t Even Drive It Chauffeur, Louis Vuitton Loafers When I’m Slidin’ Digital, Niggas Never Visual Residuals, Rackies Comin’ Plentiful Ice On My Sleeve, Got It Out That Mud
Transportin’ Cheese, We Sellin’ Drugs Tractor-trailer Pull Up On My Way To Re-up I Know When You Stay Down, That’s The Way You T Up European Stylin’, I Go From The Feet Up Every Time We Meet Up, It’s Been Gettin’ Bigger Every Presidentials, I Got My Credentials Cobra Deadly Venom, Push A Button And Send ’em Raised Around These Sinners, Now We Gang Members Copped A Big Bazooka For My Main Hitter
Had To Buy Another Mansion, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went And Bought A Bigger Maybach, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went Back Extended Phantom, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Make Sure That ‘rari A Drop ’cause I Get Claustrophobic Had To Buy Another Mansion, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went And Bought A Bigger Maybach, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went Back Extended Phantom, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Make Sure That ‘rari A Drop ’cause I Get Claustrophobic
Atlanta To Skyami, Goin’ Back To Cali’ Snakes And Deadly Venom, B!tch, I’m Super Slatty Work Out In The Snow, Rocky Balboa Pull Up ‘ventador, Look Like Chapo Servin’ Kurtis Blow, I Got Dirty Snow Parked Outside The Store, Ten Trucks In A Row Pocket Full Of Bread, Sittin’ Inside The Rolls I Been On A Roll, Over A Billion Sold Only One Was Chose, I Secured My Goals Cookin’ So Much Coke, I Need Another Stove Made Myself A Plug, I Can Move A Load Took It From Lil’ Mexico Across The Globe
Had To Buy Another Mansion, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went And Bought A Bigger Maybach, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went Back Extended Phantom, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Make Sure That ‘rari A Drop ’cause I Get Claustrophobic Had To Buy Another Mansion, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went And Bought A Bigger Maybach, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Went Back Extended Phantom, I’m Gettin’ Claustrophobic Make Sure That ‘rari A Drop ’cause I Get Claustrophobic
Stop It, Man You Know What I Mean? Do Somethin’ Else, Stop Tryna Do What Everybody Else Doin’, You Know? You Know? ’cause I Know That’s What’s Goin’ On ’cause These Niggas Ain’t Supposed To Be Rappin’ I Mean, Who Really Like These Niggas?
Slimed In Song by Future: “Slimed In” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Slimed In Song was written by Metro Boomin, Future, and Prince 85, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin and Prince 85.
Slimed In Lyrics By Future
I’m Just On Some Slime Shit, I’m Back On That Slime Stuff, You Know What I’m Sayin’? I Don’t Care Nothin’ ’bout This Superstardom Shit, You Know? Yeah, Yeah That’s On God
Yeah, Yeah All My Ho*s Gettin’ Slimed In, Niggas Ain’t On No Slimy Shit All My Ho*s From Thailand, Ho Know A Nigga Got A Water Wrist All My Ho*s In The Widebody Pick My Ho Up In The Widebody
Eat It Right Up And Don’t Cry ’bout It All My Ho*s Get Time Out All Your Ho*s Gettin’ Slimed Out The Ap Store, We Buy ’em Out Marni On Marni, Go Head First All My Ho*s Wear Chanel Sandals White On Your Toes, That’s Good Manners Chanaynay Black, Goin’ Bandana All My Ho*s Take The Whole Thing High-top Maybach, Cocaine 2025 On The Leg Trip Scorchin’ Fire, No Pyrex Hit Me On Whatsapp, Direct Kitkat Pant, Went Chocolate Patek Water, I Train Her Pass That Bag, Gotta Train Her Cuban, Let’s Link, I Chain Her She Throwin’ Up Rackies, I Train Her All My Ho*s, They Gang Members All These Pures Got ‘caine In Him Dog Food, Probably Got Pain In ’em Curved That Goofy, He Ain’t Him Told You These Ho*s On My Time Put Him On Ice, Go Einstein
Yeah, Yeah All My Ho*s Gettin’ Slimed In, Niggas Ain’t On No Slimy Shit All My Ho*s From Thailand, Ho Know A Nigga Got A Water Wrist All My Ho*s In The Widebody Pick My Ho Up In The Widebody
Lil’ Bitty Ho, I Sign Shit Yeah, Yeah, Ask These Niggas Who Run Shit Lil’ Bitty Ho, I Sign Shit All My Ho*s Love Convicts Ain’t No Love, We Chop Shit Passport Stamp, Exhausted Lounge On The Island, A Bad One Sand On The Beach, I Bag One Walk Through The Store Like Ransom Clutchin’ The Gat, Go Blast It Benjamin Franks, Elastic Bury Your Dog, Casket Bought Out The Mall, Trappin’ Go Against The Laws, A Thousand Percent Squeezin’ On Stall, One Thousand Percent It’s Over, You Fall, One Thousand Percent Stand Over Your Dog, One Thousand Percent I’m Over This Shit, One Thousand Percent I’m Slimin’ Out Shit, One Thousand Percent I Get It, I Print It, One Thousand Percent B!tch Love How I’m Livin’, One Thousand Percent
I’m Just On Some Slime Shit, I’m Back On That Slime Stuff, You Know What I’m Sayin’? I Don’t Care Nothin’ ’bout This Superstardom Shit, You Know? Yeah, Yeah That’s On God
Yeah, Yeah All My Ho*s Gettin’ Slimed In, Niggas Ain’t On No Slimy Shit All My Ho*s From Thailand, Ho Know A Nigga Got A Water Wrist All My Ho*s In The Widebody Pick My Ho Up In The Widebody
Richer Than A Ho, She A Bird B!tch Call Her Up Now, She Workin’ Pull Up To The Stu’, She Twerkin’ I’m Poppin’ My Big One, You Know That Steppin’ On A Nigga Like Doormat All My Shooters Run A Four Flat Wideboy Skrrt Through, Hellcat Walk A Nigga Down For A Tall Stack
Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana) Song by Future: “Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana)” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana) Song was written by Metro Boomin, Future, and Shantae Allen, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, Southside, Boi-1da, Honorable C.N.O.T.E., and Deputy.
Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana) Lyrics By Future
Okay, Okay Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah Yeah, Bandz Let’s Go I’m Pimpin’ These Ho*s, Working That Magic Like I’m Don Juan, Woah
I Got Thick Shit Workin’ That Magic Like I’m Don Juan Talkin’ Poles, I Got That Bat On Me Like Ken Griffey I’ma Get Vibe, He Fly A Hundred Vibes One Trip She Was Hittin’ Like That, I Called Her Back So I Could Make Sure
Got That Sniff On Me, That White Shit Like I’m Tom Brady I’ma Put A Sports Car On Two Wheels Like It Got Hydraulics The Way I Bet Loose, It Ain’t Nothing I Had To Stop From Doing Molly (You Must Be Hallucinatin’) Two Hundred Racks When I’m In Chanel Get Me In That Mode (Let’s Go) I’m Back In My Bag Again, I Ain’t Even Bought No Clothes Bam, Check Off, Check, Let’s Go Pimpin’ These Ho*s, Workin’ That Magic Like I’m Don—, Damn, Uh, Woah Fifty Thousand A Profit On Ho*s, That’s A Bad Week Bust My Ap Down In Arrows Causing Richie Mill Play With Them Birds And Makin’ You Bleed Just Like Her Eyes Servin’ That Dog, It’ll Make You Scream On Shit Like Lil Jon For This Rappin’ Shit, I’m Servin’ Shit Like Paul Wall I Can’t Fu*k With Them B!tch Gon’ Sign Me Like Prince Harry I’m Flippin’ Ferrari On My Wrist Cost More Than A Nigga House When I Seen The Plug You Try To Front Me, I’m A Cash Out
I Got Thick Shit Workin’ That Magic Like I’m Don Juan Talkin’ Poles, I Got That Bat On Me Like Ken Griffey I’ma Get Vibe, He Fly A Hundred Vibes One Trip She Was Hittin’ Like That, I Called Her Back So I Could Make Sure
[Part 2]
Yeah, Yeah, Nigga You Know Who The Fu*k Is (Yeah) Them Princess Diana Diamonds Ain’t Cheap Put Up Ya Fu*kin’ Mortgage The Biggest
Princess Diana Diamonds Ain’t Cheap I’m Chargin’ Two Fifty Just To Tweet Ridin’ With Two Hundred Rounds On The Seat Burnin’ On Mills, ’bout To Get A B She Make A Film Just For Me To See After She Suck It, I Let Her Hit The Key I’m Puttin’ Double C’s On The Trees Get You White Money Trickin’ Like This I Hit A Popstar, I’m The Goat I Got A Supermodel In My Lap Bring Down The Dough Junkies In The Trap Fu*ked Up For Half A Dollar Shootin’ Crack I Put Your Rap Career In My Ear Niggas So Quicky ’bout A B!tch Veneers
Pour Up The Drink, I’m Peelin’ Back The Seal Water On My Chain Like A Navy Seal Loaded On Sticks Ready Go To War Move Like The Military On Tour I Got My Finesse Game On Point Codeine The Movie, Spike Lee Jordan I Got A Lit B!tch, She Goin’ I Put Some Drug Money On Her Arm I Get A Line On You, We Scoring
Brr, Bow, Nigga, We Scoring Are You Dumb? Them Princess Diana Diamonds Ain’t Cheap Put Up Ya Fu*kin’ Mortgage That’s What We Doin’ Crazy, Are You Stupid, Stupid? Brr
Princess Diana Diamonds Ain’t Cheap I’m Chargin’ Two Fifty Just To Tweet Ridin’ With Two Hundred Rounds On The Seat Burnin’ On Mills, ’bout To Get A B She Make A Film Just For Me To See After She Suck It I Let Her Hit The Key I’m Puttin’ Double C’s On The Trees Get You White Money Trickin’ Like This I Hit A Popstar, I’m The Goat I Got A Supermodel In My Lap Bring Down The Dough Junkies In The Trap Fu*ked Up For Half A Dollar Shootin’ Crack I Put Your Rap Career In My Ear Niggas So Quicky ’bout A B!tch Veneers Top Of The Charts They Love My Skill
Look How Long We Go For, Look What We Do For A Living Man, We Do This Shit For A Livin’ You Niggas Is Playing Games, Man Stop Fu*kin’ Play Games On How I Eat And How I Do My Thing, Man Nigga, Do Something Else
Cinderella Song by Future: “Cinderella” is a New Song, sung by Travis Scott, Metro Boomin and Future. Cinderella Song was written by Metro Boomin, Future, and Travis Scott, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, Dre Moon, and Allen Ritter.
Cinderella Lyrics By Future
Sip Red, Sing To The Devil (Pluto) Sip Red, Sing To The Devil (Yeah) Sip Red, Talk To The Devil (‘tro) Rack, Racks Don’t Stuck Together Racks On, Racks Stuck Together Sip Red, Talk To The Devil I’m ’bout, I’m ’bout To Just, I’m ’bout To, I’m ’bout To Let’s Walk On This Motherfu*ker Right Quick Because—
Racks On, Racks Stuck Together Sip Red, Talk To The Devil (Pluto) Rosetta Stones Forever (Let’s Go) Hot Yellow, Canary Yellow (Hot Yellow) Hot Chocolate, Cinderella Trap Off A Tractor-Trailer (Tractor) New Paper Stuck Together Bad B!tch Gon’ Fu*k My Bezel (For Sure)
Strapped Up With Heavy Metal Sip Lean, Talk To The Devil Hi-tech, Stay Confidential Ap, A Presidential Never Go Against The Ghetto Stay True, Got Ho*s In Belgium (Uh-huh) New B!tch, New Car, It’s Levels (Uh-huh) I Piss Codeine On Peasants Freebandz, You Got It, Let’s Get It (Free) Get A Check, Then Flip It In The Trenches (Yeah) And The Jets Fueling With The Bentley (Skrrt) Cartier With Buffs, They Vintage (Ah) Pour A Eighth, See The Rings On Glisten (Yeah) Real Ice Make A Bad B!tch Listen (Yeah)
Racks On, Racks Stuck Together Sip Red, Talk To The Devil Rosetta Stones Forever Hot Yellow, Canary Yellow Hot Chocolate, Cinderella Trap Off A Tractor-Trailer New Paper Stuck Together Bad B!tch Gon’ Fu*k My Bezel (Mmm-mm)
You Know It’s High Price Levels Two Ms, That’s On The Pedal (Uh) This B!tch Make That B!tch Jealous This Cup Ain’t Never Fail Us (Uh) My Js, They Match Her Melon You Know It Ain’t No Tellin’ (Uh) Rather Go Duck A Felon The Bankroll Tucked For Bailin’ (Uh) When I Lean, When I Lean (When I Lean) Blew Out What I’m Inhalin’ (Yeah) This Gas Broke Out, Propellant (It’s Lit) Back To Back Like A Train Think Twice Tryna Derail Us The Gang Like The Goodfellas Took Off, Propane Propellers She Like Gold Watch, Gold Chain African Cinderella (Ooh) Mix Her In My Vanilla, You Can’t Find This Wherever (Ooh) Thug In All Types Of Weather In Space, Lookin’ For Better (Mmm-mm-mm) When I Lean, When I Lean, When I Lean (When I Lean)
Racks On, Racks Stuck Together Sip Red, Talk To The Devil Rosetta Stones Forever (Yeah) Hot Yellow, Canary Yellow (It’s Lit) Hot Chocolate, Cinderella (Ooh) Trap Off A Tractor-Trailer (Trap) New Paper Stuck Together Bad B!tch Gon’ Fu*k My Bezel (For Sure)
Runnin Outta Time Song by Future: “Runnin Outta Time” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Runnin Outta Time Song was written by Metro Boomin, Future, and Landstrip Chip, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, Zaytoven, and Chris Townsend.
Runnin Outta Time Lyrics By Future
Maybe We Just Runnin’ Out Of Time Ain’t No Need To Try To Hold You Up ’cause You Always Mines But I Can’t Trust Nobody, I Was Down, Wasn’t Nobody Left They Done Turned They Back On Me, Never Turned On Myself Maybe We Just Runnin’ Out Of Time (Of Time) Ain’t No Need To Try To Hold You Up ’cause You Always Mines But I Can’t Trust Nobody, I Was Down, Wasn’t Nobody Left They Done Turned They Back On Me, Never Turned On Myself
I Can’t Trust Nobody, I Can’t Trust Nobody I Know Left Me Alone, I Was Grindin’, I Had To Find Myself Real One, Had To Remind Myself Sometimes Even Rich Niggas Get Lost I’m Experiencin’ More Paranoia Finding Love Got Me More Paranoid I Can’t Tell Who Real Anymore It’s The Ones That I Cherish And Adore It’ll Never Be Like It Was Before Before I Was Climbing Up The Charts When You Leaving, You Leave Me No Choice I’ll Come Back And Unpack The Rolls-royce I’ll Come Through If You Need Me, Of Course Hope It Come To The Day We Rejoice I Got Your Back Like A Spine
Maybe We Just Runnin’ Out Of Time Ain’t No Need To Try To Hold You Up ’cause You Always Mines But I Can’t Trust Nobody, I Was Down, Wasn’t Nobody Left They Done Turned They Back On Me, Never Turned On Myself Maybe We Just Runnin’ Out Of Time (Of Time) Ain’t No Need To Try To Hold You Up ’cause You Always Mines But I Can’t Trust Nobody, I Was Down, Wasn’t Nobody Left They Done Turned They Back On Me, Never Turned On Myself
Never Could Trust You, I Still Got Your Location On Fell Out Of Love, I Delete All The Nudes Out Your Phone Can’t Get A Reaction Out Of Me, That’s What You Want It’s Not Se*y To Show Your Vulnerability, Keep It Calm Had Her Eatin’ Sushi Out My Palm Got A New Penthouse, Sittin’ At The Palms Got A Flock Of Birds Wrapped Around My Arms Tried To Park The Bugatti In The Lobby Went To Puerto Rico, Went To Bali Got Her Body Done Just For A Hobby (I Did) Got Her Skatin’ On New Ice Like It’s Hockey (Pluto) Made Her Throw Away All The Versace B!tches Fu*kin’ Each Other, We Watchin’
Maybe We Just Runnin’ Out Of Time (Of Time) Ain’t No Need To Try To Hold You Up ’cause You Always Mines But I Can’t Trust Nobody, I Was Down, Wasn’t Nobody Left They Done Turned They Back On Me, Never Turned On Myself (Never Turned On Myself)
Baby, We Runnin’ Through Timezones You Comin’ Back, No Matter Where You Go Ayy Yeah, I’m Fried, Yeah, I’m Fried Hold On, Yeah, I’m Fried Hold On And I’m Tryna Get Fried, So Pass The Weed Over Here Fried Yeah, Y’all Ain’t Exempt It’s Her Birthday Let’s Do It Who’s Birthday Is It? Alright, Come On, I’ll Pick Up The Song Back Goin’ So Y’all Can Take Shots Yes, Sir
Ain't No Love Song by Future: “Ain't No Love” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Ain't No Love Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, Zaytoven, Lil 88, and Outtatown.
Ain't No Love Lyrics By Future
Eleven Carats, That’s A Bugatti, I Dropped A Million In My Ear My B!tch Fu*kin’ On A Boss, Still Made Her Pu*sy Top Tier Niggas’ll Put You In The Cross, A Thousand Shots Be On The Lear In A Ferrari Pullin’ Off, A Double R Sitting In The Rear Solitaire, Bust It Down, It Got The Watch Crystal Clear It’s A Skeleton Audemars, But It Still Got Emeralds In The Face
Gotta Go Crazy With The Cake Call The Plug, I’m Pushin’ Weight Sippin’ On Mud Just Ease The Pain The Coupe Go Porsche, Just Blow The Brain Trained To Go, They Ready To Stain Plush The Seats Inside The Plane Crank The Charter, We Goin’ To Spain We Was Starvin’ Before The Fame Tote A Lil’ Carbon, Don’t Explain
Exotic Packs, We Own The Strain Transactions, Foreign Exchange Knowin’ Damn Well They Really Don’t Bang Pluto Go Crazy ’bout The Gang Until The Opps Done Totin’ They Flame Ain’t Gon’ Spare No Nigga Who Play Ain’t No Love When Niggas Fake Ain’t No Love
Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love Can’t Show Love When Niggas Fake Sellin’ Dr*gs, Just Tryna Be Great Sellin’ Dr*gs, Sellin’ Dr*gs, Sellin’ Dr*gs It Ain’t No Love When Niggas Fake
Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No
I Was On Front Street, Now I’m The Plug Steppin’ In Ricky, I Know I’m Goin’ Far Wanna Got To War, Gotta Send Out A Slug Nigga Caught Lack, Niggas Sprayin’ Up The Car Mind On Point, Nigga Gotta Stay Geeked Seventy-Five Carats And It Ain’t No Compete Eliantte, Got A Mill’ On The Seat
Send Out An Invoice, We Sweepin’ Your Street Fu*k All That Marketin’, I’m On The Block You Got Your B!tch, I Treat Her Like A Dog Said She Wan’ Bite, Gotta Fu*k On My Broad One Of A Kind, I’m Shittin’ On ’em All Jumped In The ‘rari, I Jumped In The Jaw Stand On The Gas, Ain’t On No Stallin’ I’m Blockin’ Ho*s, I’m Doin’ The Ballin’ I Get ’em Molded, The Carats Flawless
Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love Can’t Show Love When Niggas Fake Sellin’ Dr*gs, Just Tryna Be Great Sellin’ Dr*gs, Sellin’ Dr*gs, Sellin’ Dr*gs It Ain’t No Love When Niggas Fake
Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No Ain’t No Love, Ain’t No Love, It Ain’t No
Eleven Carats, That’s A Bugatti, I Dropped A Million In My Ear My B!tch Fu*kin’ On A Boss, Still Made Her Pu*sy Top Tier Eleven Carats, That’s A Bugatti, I Dropped A Million In My Ear My B!tch Fu*kin’ On A Boss, Still Made Her Pu*sy Top Tier
Everyday Hustle Song by Future: “Everyday Hustle” is a New Song, sung by Rick Ross, Metro Boomin and Future. Everyday Hustle Song was written by Rick Ross, Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin.
Everyday Hustle Lyrics By Future
Everyday Hustle Like William Yeah
Everyday Hustle Like William, I’m Chargin’ A Chicken Just For The Verse, Yeah I Get In That Kitchen, I Cook, Go To Work, I Go Berserk, Yeah Go Out And Get It, Secure The City, Can’t Sink Like The Titanic B!tch Know I’m A Freeband Bandit This Paper Comin’ To Me Twenty-four Hours, I Can’t Go To Sleep I Know The Power Of A Dollar, Tote Fifty Rounds At Least Uh, She Know I Get Money, She Know (Know That Shit)
Soon As I Up The Score Just Like Double O Stay Down With Me Or Let Me Go Start The Whip, I Just Lay Close And Start Me To Whip Up The Floor She With Me, She Down Like The Bros Holdin’ Me Down Like The Chosen One Early In The Morning (Go) Late Up At Night (Go) Just Be Precise (Just Be Precise) Got A Pack For The Flight (Got A Pack) All I Took Was A Nina (All I Took) I Show Up In A Beamer (I Showed Up) Smackin’ Cougars Like Trina (Smackin’, Smackin’) Water Flow, Aquafina (Water)
Sing To Me Like Tina (Sing To Me) Sippin’ Dope Out The Liter Meditation Off The Kush (Kush) Drinkin’ Hi-tech And Trish New Baguette, Yo, Check The ‘fits Out Soon As The B!tch Check The Ritz Out You Down Or You Scared? (Scared) I Knew She Was Just ’bout To Say It (Just ’bout To Say It) I Break Her A Lil’ Bread Don’t Let That Shit Go To Your Head
Huh Biggest (Maybach Music)
Goin’ Broke, Niggas In A Panic Sellin’ Dope, Nigga Send A Pallet Young Killers, City Full Of Talent You Testified, Hate To See It Happen New B!tch, Never Meet The Parents Triple Beam, I’ma Keep It Balanced Built A Bunker Real Deep In Tampa Got Two Hundred Cars, Haters Screamin’, “Damn It” Baby Mama Still The Biggest Opp
Team Of Shooters Just To Keep It Locked Rolls-royce, You Can Keep The Top Bag Of Old Money, Love To See It Rot Yellow B!tch, Better Keep Her Pampered Luther Campbell, I’m The New Example Metro Boomin, Time To Cue The Sample Niggas Movin’ Bricks, Then You Can Use The Phantom Black Jet, I Just Flew To Texas Sippin’ Tuss’, Mama Can’t Accept It Never Seen Me On Ketamine, But For The Real Team, I Can Win A Gamble In The Cell On The Cell Phone How You Sellin’ Dope When It Smell Wrong?
Yeah Woah, Woah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Fightin’ For Your Life, Spin By The Hospital Bare-faced Just Like I’m Lil’ Critter Body Snatchers, Wig Splitters, Cap Peelers, Gravediggers, Snake Niggas Ain’t Nobody Safe, Nigga Meet Me At The Nearest Coke Spot Middle Of The Slums, Standin’ At The Boat Dock Loadin’ Up The Cash, Move It In The U-haul Went Inside My Bag, Went And Took A Roof Off Crash Dummy, Goin’ Retarded, Spendin’ Cash On It Smashin’ In A Demon, Still’ll Smash A European
Gold-diggin’ B!tches, You Can’t Tell A Nigga Shit He Just Got His First Wish, Can’t Tell These Lil’ Niggas Shit Tryna Put Him On Some Game, You Better Put Him On A Hit Livin’ In The Trenches, It’s Survival Of The Fittest Thirty Milligrams, Niggas Rather Take The Fent’ Niggas Got It Out The Mud, It’s Codeine When You Piss Drop A Brick In The Toilet, He Ain’t Talkin’ ’bout Shit Drop A Brick In The Toilet, He Ain’t Talkin’ ’bout Shit
That Shit Don’t Pop In The Hood, Man You Talkin’ About The Grimy Nigga In The Hood? I Don’t Know What Lil’, Um, Supposed To Be Hood You From But In The Real Hood, In America, That Shit Don’t Fly, We Don’t Listen To That Bullshit, Son
GTA Song by Future: “GTA” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. GTA Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, Southside, and Wheezy.
GTA Lyrics By Future
307, Two Door Coupe Gta, I Got Shooters Turtle Shell Top, Bulletproof
Whatever I’m With, My B!tch With It Too Balenciaga And Them Sticks Included Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash
Send A Nigga Straight Up To God Hold It Two Hands, It’s A Carbon (Hold It Two Hands) Either You Trappin’ Or Robbin’ (Either You Trappin’) Why Waste Your Time If You ‘flaugin’? (Why Waste Your Time?) Stackin’ It, Uh, Rackin’ It, Uh, Always Up To Jupiter (Jupiter) Flip It, Uh, Flip It, Flip It, Cool Servin’ Junkies, I Was Still In School Zone 3, Zone 6 Niggas Never Play Fair, They Gon’ Slime You Out Once You Join A Gang, It Ain’t No Way You Get Out They Just Jacked The Car, They Need ’em Somethin’ To Spin Out Layin’ Inside The Bushes Tryna Get My Rent Up Came Up On A Bird And Ever Since, I’ve Been Up Re-up On The First And Third, Stashin’ Cash In Shoe Boxes Go Wash Your Hands, You Got ’em Dirty, You Gon’ Need A New Glock Drinkin’ On Syrup, Work, Splurge Adderall, Perc’, Xan’, X P90 Ruger, Fully Loaded Tec Ho Confused, She Just Too Obsessed
Whatever I’m With, My B!tch With It Too Balenciaga And Them Sticks Included Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Whatever I’m With, My B!tch With It Too Balenciaga And Them Sticks Included Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash
Hemi, Trackhawk, Scat Pack, Dash 458 Ferrari, Drivin’ It Fast Trappin’ Is A Hobby, You Ain’t Gotta Ask Turned Her To A Barbie, Spoilin’ Her Like A Brat Punch Sodas, Woo, Pour My Tus’ For Me, Baby Puttin’ The Motor In The Truck, Then I Go Crazy Loaded Up On New Ice, Yeah, Load Up On New Car Workin’ It Out Of The ‘partments, Nigga, Trappin’, Servin’ Hard Young Niggas Campin’ Outside, Sleepin’ In Your Yard Coppin’ A Bigger House, Forty Car Garage See What Hustlin’ Get You When You Goin’ Against The Odd? No Cappin’, I’m Taxin’, Wrappin’ Up A Bale What Kind Of Ice, That’s A Chandelier My Earrings Lyin’ To Me When I Look In The Mirror
Whatever I’m With, My B!tch With It Too Balenciaga And Them Sticks Included Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Whatever I’m With, My B!tch With It Too Balenciaga And Them Sticks Included Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash Crash Out, Crash Out, Crash
Send A Nigga Straight Up To God Hold It Two Hands, It’s A Carbon Either You Trappin’ Or Robbin’ Why Waste Your Time If You ‘flaugin’? 307, Two Door Coupe Gta, I Got Shooters
Seen it All Song by Future: “Seen it All” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Seen it All Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin, Allen Ritter, and Peter Lee Johnson.
Seen it All Lyrics By Future
Yeah We Done Seen It All And Done It All We Don’t Trust These Niggas Word, Word To My Nigga, P
Brodie’s B!tch Is Back Out, Rocking These Platinum Chains She Give It To A Thorough Nigga, That’s My Claim Of Fame Chanel Body Suit, When It Rain, Diamonds Galore Get Chauffeured Under The Stars, You Can Forget How You Was Livin’ Before She Keep It P With A Player, So She Never At Me I’ma Get Munyun, Got My Lawyer, Ho*s Can’t Attack Me Lil’ Niggas Run You Down With A Gun Like He In A Track Meet Sent Through A Cleanin’ Crew, They Pressin’ With That Iron (Ah) Look A Nigga In The Eyes, See If He Gon’ Cross
Cocoa Number Five B!tch Eatin’ Up A Boss Keep My B!tch Close, But I Keep The Goons Closer Dom Pérignon Bottle, Wasted Bubbly On The Floor Came Up From The Block, Sellin’ The Rawest Coke You Might Od Off This Shit, Nigga, Ain’t Never Enough Richie Mil’ Cost A House, It Ain’t Never Enough Seven Hundred Bucks On A Truck, The Seats Brazy (Ah)
Me And My Brothers, We Puttin’ Freaks In Rotation Sometimes They Move On, They Still Can’t Replace I’ll Lose A Stone And Get It Replaced The Same Day From Trappin’ Out My Granny House To Rappin’ On The Stage I Want It All, I Know These Streets Gon’ Have To Feed Me These Ho*s Sit Down, I’m Lettin’ ’em Hit It Off The Whole Key Got Rich In This Shit, Got A Clip Hold A Fifty You Tryna Keep Up With Me, Gon’ Be O-V (Ah)
I Cook That White Girl Uncut, You Might Od Drop Thirty-six In A Pyrex, Stay Low-Key Put A Nigga On Suicide Watch, They Try And Play Me Spent A Million Dollars On The Watch, Chasin’ A Big B Talkin’ Hip-hop, I’m Talkin’ ’bout Drugs Live Like A Shotta, I Bring Fire To The Club Lookin’ Up To Mobsters As Kids, That Was Us Teflon Pluto, I’m Not The Nigga You Can Touch (Ah)
Me And My Brothers, We Puttin’ Freaks In Rotation Sometimes They Move On, They Still Can’t Replace I’ll Lose A Stone And Get It Replaced The Same Day From Trappin’ Out My Granny House To Rappin’ On The Stage I Want It All, I Know These Streets Gon’ Have To Feed Me These Ho*s Sit Down, I’m Lettin’ ’em Hit It Off The Whole Key Got Rich In This Shit, Got A Clip Hold A Fifty
You Tryna Keep Up With Me, Gon’ Be O-V (Ah) Me And My Brothers, We Puttin’ Freaks In Rotation Sometimes They Move On, They Still Can’t Replace I’ll Lose A Stone And Get It Replaced The Same Day From Trappin’ Out My Granny House To Rappin’ On The Stage I Want It All, I Know These Streets Gon’ Have To Feed Me These Ho*s Sit Down, I’m Lettin’ ’em Hit It Off The Whole Key Got Rich In This Shit, Got A Clip Hold A Fifty You Tryna Keep Up With Me, Gon’ Be O-V (Ah)
That’s Just My Opinion, I Don’t Listen To That Bullshit, You Know What I’m Sayin’? Like Some People Think That’s Hot Some People Actually Think That Shit Is Hot Like, Come On, Who You Gon’ Listen To, Them Or P? Who The Veterans? Who The Seasoned Veterans At This Shit That Can Tell You What’s Hot And What’s Not? You Know What I’m Sayin’? That’s, There You Have It, Son And I Ain’t On No Hater Shit, I Ain’t A Hater Do Your Thing, Nigga, You Know What I’m Sayin’? But Personally, This Today Is Not Poppin’, Son
WTFYM Song by Future: “WTFYM” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. WTFYM Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin.
WTFYM Lyrics By Future
Pluto Got These Diamonds On My Teeth, Yeah (Yeah, Yeah) I Got Diamonds On My Teeth, Yeah (Yeah, Yeah) I Got Diamonds On My Teeth, Yeah (If Young Metro Don’t Trust You, I’m Gon’ Shoot You, Let Me Explain) It’s So Hard Gettin’ Sleep, Yeah (Let Me Explain) When You Always Gettin’ Geeked, Yeah (Send It Up) Moon Rocks On My Feet, Yeah (Moon) Got That Draco On The Seat, Yeah (Boom, Boom) Yeah, Yeah
I’m From The Bottom, You Can Get Your Door Knocked Won’t Like To Talk To Cops Even In The Road Block I Put In More Work, Went And Bought A Drop Top (Got That Drop Top) New Millennium, Yeah Please Don’t Penny-pinch, Yeah I Made All The Films, Yeah I Was Born A Pimp, Yeah (Pimp) I’m Goin’ Off The End I’ve Been In The Gym, Yeah I’ve Been Liftin’ Money, Yeah Metro Flippin’ Money, Yeah Perky, Sippin’ Muddy, Yeah I’m Supposed To Flood It, Yeah I Was Over-busted, Ah Bust It Down And Flood It, Ah Everything Was Studded, Ah We So Star-studded, Yeah I Got Pinky Rings, Ah (I Got) Got My Ring Finger, Ah (Got My) Got My Fur Drippin’, Ah (Got My) Got My Nigga Sippin’ (My Dog) Diamonds All Over Me (Dog) Sauce All Over Me (Dog) Drip All Over Me (Dog) You Can’t Roll With Me I Got Your Ho With Me (Got Your Ho) You Can’t Roll With Me (You Can’t Roll) Got Your Ho With Me (Got Your Ho, For Sure)
Let My B!tch Try Some Codeine, She Rock New Celine Made My Dog A Millionaire, What The Fu*k You Mean? She Just Fu*ked A Millionaire, What The Fu*k You Mean? Bustin’ Bales Down In The Bath, What The Fu*k You Mean? I Went Crazy In The Trap, What The Fu*k You Mean? My Lil’ Brother’ll Rob You Now, What The Fu*k You Mean? Drinkin’ Lean And Poppin’ Tabs, What The Fu*k You Mean? Numero Uno In The Lab, What The Fu*k You Mean? (I’m The One)
Tie A Bandana Around My Head, They Play With ‘tro, They Dead (Young Metro) We So Icy On These Meds, They So Broke And Scared Run My Money Up Instead Like I’m On A Tread Put Your Doggy On A Shirt, Don’t Even Call The Meds When I’m On A Percocet, I Might Try Qualitest (Try It) Usually, I Be Sippin’ Purple, I’m On Pineapple Red All My Family Call Me, “Pluto,” Don’t You Never Forget (Pluto) Don’t Be Fabricatin’ Like I Ain’t Play With The Pyrex Dropped Ten Thousand On The Ground And Still In The Rap (Rap) I’m A Boss, I Got The Crown, I’m Still In The Trap (Yeah) Moonwalkin’ With The Hammer (Yeah, Yeah) Plugged In With The Scammers (Yeah, Yeah) I Kill First For Atlanta (Yeah) The Serve First In Atlanta, Uh T-shirts In Atlanta, Uh Thirty-five, You Can Have ’em (Yeah) Raw Coke, You Can’t Have It (Can’t) Gotta Rerock, Lil’ Daddy
Let My B!tch Try Some Codeine, She Rock New Celine Made My Dog A Millionaire, What The Fu*k You Mean? She Just Fu*ked A Millionaire, What The Fu*k You Mean? Bustin’ Bales Down In The Bath, What The Fu*k You Mean? I Went Crazy In The Trap, What The Fu*k You Mean? My Lil’ Brother’ll Rob You Now, What The Fu*k You Mean? Drinkin’ Lean And Poppin’ Tabs, What The Fu*k You Mean? Numero Uno In The Lab, What The Fu*k You Mean? (I’m The One)
The Ap Goldy With The Fish Tank Face Off The Record, I Got My Young Nigga Straight (He Good) Straight Promethazine (We Good) Straight Hydrocodeine (We Good) Pinky Ring Clean (Uh) Straight Up Billie Jean Shoutout Screwed Up Clique My Ogs Can’t Forget (Can’t) Cuban Links On My B!tch Cuban Links On My B!tch Hibernatin’ With Your B!tch Ridin’ ’round With The Stick Searching ’round For A Lick A Half A Brick, That’s A Split No, Metro Ain’t Gon’ Switch He Switchin’ Your B!tch With Another Yellow Bad B!tch They Ain’t Havin’ Money Like This They Ain’t Havin’ Cash Like This You Got A Rollie, But It Ain’t This You Got An Audemars, It Ain’t This Bought A Foreign Car For My B!tch (Skrrt) Got The Yacht, I’m With The Shits Got The Trap Spot With The Bricks (Trap) G Taught Me How To Fry Fish (G) White Girl, Give Her Bill Clint’ I’m Hank Aaron Up To Bat (Yeah) I’m Throwin’ Slugs For These Racks (Yeah) This Chopper Toured Iraq (Yeah) I Went Up To Jupiter, Flashin’ (Yeah) I Make It Look Good When I’m Tackin’ (Yeah) My Chain And My Rosy Are Presents (Yeah) I’m Havin’ My Way With Some Peasants (Yeah) I Told My Jeweler, “Baguette It”
Got My B!tch A Lil’ Codeine, She Rock New Celine Made My Dog A Millionaire, What The Fu*k You Mean? She Just Fu*ked A Millionaire, What The Fu*k You Mean? Bustin’ Bales Down In The Bath, What The Fu*k You Mean? I Went Crazy In The Trap, What The Fu*k You Mean? My Lil’ Brother’ll Rob You Now, What The Fu*k You Mean? Drinkin’ Lean And Poppin’ Tabs, What The Fu*k You Mean? Numero Uno In The Lab, What The Fu*k You Mean?
Tie A Bandana Around My Head, They Play With ‘tro, They Dead We So Icy On These Meds, They So Broke And Scared
Where My Twin @ Song by Future: “Where My Twin @” is a New Song, sung by Metro Boomin and Future. Where My Twin @ Song was written by Metro Boomin and Future, and the music was produced by Metro Boomin and G Koop.
Where My Twin @ Lyrics By Future
Oh-Oh Yeah-yeah Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
Where My Twin At? In A Courtroom With His Head Up, Ain’t No Tissue Any Issue, Slang A Pistol At The Opposites, Smash Off In A Wide-body Kit
Stacked A Hundred Bucks And It’s Obvious Two Mill’ A Show, I Can Geek A Audience Where The Wind At, Nigga? Where The Lean At, Nigga? Where The Fin At, Nigga? Where My Twin At?
In A Courtroom, I’m On Mushrooms Renew The Contract, That’s A Process, Yeah We Ain’t Stoppin’, We Ain’t Boxed In Forever Locked In (Come Here, Yeah) Take The Glock, Gon’ Squeeze, Don’t You Ask Me Getting Mopped In A Foreign While I’m Backed In Few Thousand Gon’ Turn Up The Assassins Don’t You Ask Me, Yeah
I Love Mexico, I’m Always Keep A Decoy Take This Rapping Shit Global, Still A D Boy, Huh Smell The Odor Coming Off, It Gettin’ Re-rocked Niggas Tied To The Mafia Like Reeboks, Uh Bring The Lean Out, Uh, Bring The Speed Out, Uh Bring The Keys Out, Uh, Bringing Bs Out, Uh, Bringing Cs Out, Uh We Just Tee Up, Uh, We Don’t Tee Out I Can’t Let A B!tch Get Close To My Stash House I Done Seen What Niggas Do To A Slime Boss
I Get To Trippin’ In Jimmy Choo, I Feel Fine Now I Get To Shoot A Clip, Let A Nigga Find Out Gon’ Peep Behind Now, I Could Feel The Vibe Out They Swear They Know The Truth, But Still, Niggas Ride Out I See My Hitters On My Live, Gotta Log Out I Could’ve Damaged This Shit, I Couldn’t Talk About I’m Tryna Manage This Shit, Smoke A Whole Pound Had This Lil’ Sandman B!tch Sign For The Penthouse I Done Felt Abandoned, Now I Know How To Win Now I’ma Be Her Friend Now, No Matter How It End Now
Where My Twin At? In A Courtroom With His Head Up, Ain’t No Tissue Any Issue, Slang A Pistol At The Opposites, Smash Off In A Wide-Body Kit
Friday 22 March 2024 04:09 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Real Woman Song by PARTYNEXTDOOR: “Real Woman” is a New Song, sung by PARTYNEXTDOOR. Real Woman Song was written by PARTYNEXTDOOR, Prep Bijan, Eli Brown, Aaron Paris, 40, and VaNess, and the music was produced by Prep Bijan, Eli Brown, Aaron Paris, and 40.
Real Woman Lyrics By PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Now, I’m With A Model That’s Taller Than Me (Hey, Ha) The Way She Lookin’, She Been Eatin’ Whole Wheat (Hey) I Checked Her Bookin’, She Been Busy For A Week (Hey) She And Her Girls, I Ain’t Even Gotta Creep (Huh)
Do What She Want (Want), Yeah (Yeah) Everything She Ever Wanted (Yeah) Give Me Just What I Want, Yeah (What I Want) That’s The Type, That’s The Type Of Girl I’d Make My Wifey (Yeah) That’s The Type, That’s The Type Of Girl I’d Give The Chains And The Cherry-Red Gle (Chains And A Cherry Bling) That’s The Type, That’s The Type Of B!tch I’d Tell Her Friend That He Can’t Do It Like Me (Me) I’m So Proud Of Her (I’m So Proud) She Make Me Real Proud Of Her (I’m So Proud) And The B!tch So Pricey, Yeah (Ooh)
I Spent Mills On Her (On Her, I Spent Mills) And I Put Trends On Her (On Her, And I Put The Trends On Her) Think You’re My Real Woman (Woman, This Is My Real Woman) Hollywood Berry Ain’t Got Nothin’ On Her (On Her) Shakira Tahiry Ain’t Got Nothin’ On Her (On Her) I’m Droppin’ Some Dead Pres’ As A Bonus I’m Lockin’ It In ’til The Very End
Shawty Met A Boss Like Me And Put A Hundred Down On A Condo Downtown With Me Shawty Is Experienced, Put A Period When We Drunk Drivin’ That Bentley Last Night, We Were Sippin’ Henny And Now We Doin’ Deals Tomorrow, We’ll Be Hungover And Hangin’ Here, Baby (Baby) Huh, Life Is Good, The Worst Is Over Now (Now, Yeah, Yeah) I Bet Love Ain’t Never Made More Sense Than Right Now (Now, Yeah, Yeah) Okay, It’s 4 A.M. And Now, I’m ’bout To Turn These Lights Down But, First, I’m ’bout To Tell You How I’m Proud Hey, Now, Watch How (Oh Yeah)
I Spent Mills On You (Oh Yeah, On You, I Spent Mills) And I Put That Trends On You (On Her, And I Put The Trends On You) Girl, You’re My Real Woman (Oh Yeah, Yeah, Woman, This Is My Real Woman) Hollywood Berry Ain’t Got Nothin’ On Her (On Her, Woah) Shakira Tahiry Ain’t Got Nothin’ On Her (On Her, Nothin’ On, Yeah, Woah) I’m Droppin’ Some Dead Pres’ As A Bonus (I’m Some Dead—) I’m Lockin’ It In ’til The Very End (Till The Very End)
I’m Turnin’ Up Woah, Oh-oh, Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh I’m Turnin’ Up Woah, Oh-oh, Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh I’m Turnin’ Up Woah, Oh-oh, Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh I’m Turnin’ Up
Credits:
Song:
Real Woman
Album:
PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Vocals
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Written By:
PARTYNEXTDOOR, Prep Bijan, Eli Brown, Aaron Paris, 40 & VaNess
Friday 22 March 2024 04:17 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Pieces Song by PARTYNEXTDOOR: “Pieces” is a New Song, sung by Jay 305, Hit-Boy, and DOM KENNEDY. Pieces Song was written by Chauncey A Hollis Jr., Dominic Hunn, and Jay Cummins, and the music was produced by Hit-Boy.
Pieces Lyrics By Jay 305
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Friday 22 March 2024 04:24 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Bad Slave Song by Pablo YG: “Bad Slave” is a New Song, sung by Pablo YG. Bad Slave Song was written by Pablo YG, and the music was produced by Young Generation Fraternity and Herah Music Productions.
Bad Slave Lyrics By Pablo YG
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Credits:
Song:
Bad Slave
Vocals
Pablo YG
Written By:
Pablo YG
Music Produced By:
Young Generation Fraternity & Herah Music Productions
Friday 22 March 2024 04:34 PM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Top Bwoy Song by Chronic Law: “Top Bwoy” is a New Song, sung by Chronic Law, M24, and Urban Gurillaz. Top Bwoy Song was written by Ackeme Jermaine Campbell, Dorai Harrison, Kevin Anthony Thompson, Rayon Thompson, and Mark Lawrence, and the music was produced by Urban Gurillaz, Eastern Entertainment, and JNR 17 .
Top Bwoy Lyrics By Chronic Law
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Credits:
Song:
Top Bwoy
Vocals
Chronic Law, M24 & Urban Gurillaz
Written By:
Ackeme Jermaine Campbell, Dorai Harrison, Kevin Anthony Thompson, Rayon Thompson & Mark Lawrence
