Strangers – Halsey lyrics

Said we’re not lovers (we’re not lovers)
‘Cause we’re just strangeeers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
We’re not lovers, we’re just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all (anything). I miss the mornings with you laying in my bed
I miss the memories replaying in my head
I miss the thought of a forever, you and me
But all you’re missing is my body, ohhh. (x2)
Halsey lyrics
Video Halsey To feel anything at alll. When I wake up all alone
And I’m thinking of your skin
I remember, I remember what you told me. Said that we’re not lovers, we’re just strangers
With the same damn hunger versuri-lyrics.info
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
We’re not lovers, we’re just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all.
Said that we’re not lovers, we’re just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all
We’re not lovers, we’re just strangers
With the same damn hunger
To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all. Lyrics Halsey – Strangers
She doesn’t kiss me on the mouth anymore
‘Cause it’s more intimate, than she thinks we should get
She doesn’t look me in the eyes anymore
Too scared of what she’ll see, somebody holding me.(strangers)
When I wake up all alone
And I’m thinking of your skin
I remember, I remember what you told me. She doesn’t call me on the phone anymore
She’s never listening, she says it’s innocent
She doesn’t let me have control anymore
I must’ve crossed a line, I must’ve lost my mind.

All the smoke – 21 Savage lyrics

Burglar-bar doors, burglar-bar doors (yeah, yeah)
Water on the stove, water on the stove (yeah yeah)
Watch me whip a O, watch me whip a O (21, 21)
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke (21, 21)
D-R-A-C-O, D-R-A-C-O versuri-lyrics.info
Shoot ’em in the face, shoot ’em in the nose (21, 21)
I paid my lawyer dope, he played with his nose (yeah, yeah)}
AR with the scope, nigga don’t get closeee. 21 Savage lyrics
Video smoke Trash bag full of mid-grade (mid-grade)
I’m cuttin’ throat, nigga, switchblade (switchblade)
She sucked my dick so long she caught a lip ache (a lip ache)
New car drop, I’m on the list, wait (wait list)
I’m on the wait list, 21, and I weight lift (yeah)
Drop a brick off to you, that’s a weight lift (yeah)
Drop the stick off to you, give you a whole clip (yeah)
Closed casket, nigga, I’m a bastard (21)
Ask around the 6, nigga we get drastic (drastic)
Glenwood Road, killin’ like Jurassic (Park)
I see dead bodies like I’m on acid (21)
She f*ck me good like she tryna get her a*s did (yeah).
Lyrics 21 Savage – All the smoke
Dropped out of school
Went and bought a tool
Got a deuce deuce
Time to act a fool
Sellin’ 2 for 5s
Right on Central Drive
You can ask my mama
I ain’t gotta tell no lies
Wanna snort a line
Savage got them lines (yeah)
Yeah them niggas used to rap
But I jumped the line (21)
I listened to your mixtape, that s**t was wack (s**t was wack)
Studio time, you need to get your money back (On God)
Back in the day I let my uncle cook my crack (cook my crack)
Back in the day I would have took that nigga’s pack (took the pack)
Fast forward, still walk ’round with a strap (21, 21)
Gotta keep that pistol on me, that’s at all times (all times)
Gotta keep a yappa on me, I got all kinds (21)
Room full of bad b*tches and they’re all mine (yeah)
Room full of bad b*tches and they’re all dimes (21)
In a breakdown trap servin’ all dimes, yeahhh.(all the smoke)
Burglar-bar doors, burglar-bar doors, yeah, yeah
Water on the stove, water on the stove, yeah yeah
Watch me whip a O, watch me whip a O (21, 21)
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke (21, 21)
D-R-A-C-O, D-R-A-C-O (Draco, Draco)
Shoot ’em in the face, shoot ’em in the nose (21, 21)
I paid my lawyer dope, he played with his nose (yeah, yeah)
AR with the scope, nigga don’t get close.

Of inimioara – Claudia Ionas versuri

Ia tot ce-ti place-n viata, nu tanji. Ia tot ce-ti place-n viata, nu tanji. Ca apoi la urma le-om plati. Tu petreci, eu ma caiesc. Ca apoi la urma le-om plati.(of inimioara)
Of inimioara,
Tu ma bagi in boala. Tu le faci, eu le platesc. (x2)
Si daca toata lumea-i contra ta
Sa-ti faca viata amara nu-i lasa. (x2) Versuri Claudia Ionas – Of inimioara
Si daca toata lumea-i contra ta
Sa-ti faca viata amara nu-i lasa.
(x2)
Of inimioara,
Rau sa nu iti para. Ia tot ce-ti place-n viata, nu tanji. Ia tot ce-ti place-n viata, nu tanji. (x2)
Si daca toata lumea-i contra ta
Sa-ti faca viata amara nu-i lasa. (x2)
Si daca toata lumea-i contra ta
Sa-ti faca viata amara nu-i lasa. Versuri-lyrics.info
Ca abia asteapta lumea
Ca sa-ti prinda slabiciunea. Ca apoi la urma le-om plati. (x2)
Versuri Claudia Ionas
Video inimioara Chiar daca mai si gresesti
Numai sa simti ca traiesti. Of inimioara,
Nu da tot pe afara. Ca apoi la urma le-om platiii.

Sean Combs – Seyed songtexte

Keine Zeit für Abitur! Es geht um die Definition meiner Astralfigur
Kick’ den Maseratigurt, am Arm die goldene Breitling
Pädagogen werden mit Schlägen erzogen, was wollt ihr mir beibring’n, heh? Bitches folgen mir von London bis Hongkong
Sitz’ im black Royce, ich bin Badboy wie Sean Combs
Die Bottle wird gepoppt, ich bin Sean Combs
Sie badet im Cîroc, ich bin Sean Combs
Bitches folgen mir von London bis Hongkong
Weil sich das Cash häuft, ich bin Badboy wie Sean Combs
Die Bottle wird gepoppt, ich bin Sean Combs
Sie badet im Cîroc, ich bin Sean Combs. Was für Duden? Du sitzt auf der Kiffercouch, ich sitz’ in der Businesslounge
Push-ups auf den Bitches, das Schlafzimmer wird zum Fitnessraum – nice
Problem ist nicht, wie ich sie aufreißen kann
Sondern wie ich sie noch vor dem Frühstück rausschmeißen kann, yeah
In Ferienvill’n, jeder kann jetzt seh’n, wie ich die Szene kill’
Du bist extrem gebildet, doch kriegst die Basey in die Lesebrille
Jetzt sind die Lehrer still, der Pausenclown ist hood-rich
Und deine Barbie guckt auf den Platinschmuck bei ausverkauften Clubgigs
Ich muss nix, außer meine Scheine stapeln
Ein paar Weiber nageln, nein, ich habe keine Zeit zu schlafen (niemals)
Von dem Straßenkid, das aus der deutschen Bronx kommt
Zu Designerkleidung und dem Einfluss eines Sean Combs. Songtexte Seyed – Sean Combs
Was sagt die Uhr?
Bitches folgen mir von London bis Hongkong
Sitz’ im black Royce, ich bin Badboy wie Sean Cooombs
Die Bottle wird gepoppt, ich bin Sean Cooombs
Sie badet im Cîroc, ich bin Sean Cooombs
Bitches folgen mir von London bis Hongkong
Weil sich das Cash häuft, ich bin Badboy wie Sean Cooombs
Die Bottle wird gepoppt, ich bin Sean Cooombs
Sie badet im Cîroc, ich bin Sean Combsss. 25/7 am struggeln auf dem Weg zum Rapmillionär, yeah
Und ich chill’ nur noch mit Topmodelbräuten
Weil mein Konto fetter ist als ihre Cockblockerfreundin
Das Wohnapartment an den Florida Keys versuri-lyrics.info
B***h, auf mei’m Sofa schlafen Chicks à la Victoria’s Secret – nice
Neider kriegen jetzt ein’n Dropkick ins Face
Ich schieß’ auf MCs präzise wie ‘ne Hotchkiss MG
Das Chrom strahlt wie California Sunshine
Ich bring’ dich um die Ecke wie Kollegah seine Punchlines
Von dem Straßenkid, das aus der deutschen Bronx kommt
Zu Designerkleidung und dem Einfluss eines Sean Cooombs. Seyed songtexte
Video combs Was sagt die Uhr? Seh’ nur schlechte Kopien, höchstens Durchschnitt wie bei ‘ner Nabelschnur (tze)
Ich bin Sean Combs, mein Vater ging zu früh
Doch er sieht jeden meiner Schritte, Mann, ich hab’ es im Gefühl
Hol’ up, was auf der Straße deine Drecksbildung wert? Sie sagt, ich bin auf Platinkurs!

Grun gelb lila – Eno feat. Dardan songtexte

Mister Dardy
Steig’ ein und mach’ dich bereit
Mister Dardy flowt, jetzt werden klarschen vergeilt
Dirty Dardy stürmt die Party (ish, ish, ish)
Ihr werdet zerstompt versuri-lyrics.info
Mein Bro schwör, wir f*cken jeden Digga dirty Dardy flowt wie ‘ne Kettensäge
37 Sounds ich hab fette Pläneee.(grun gelb lila)
Eno songtexte
Video lila
Songtexte Eno – Grun gelb lila

Melodia fetelor – Jean de la Craiova versuri

(x2)
Canta melodia fetelooor
Vine, vine, vine de la corason. Versuri-lyrics.info
Canta melodia fetelooor
Pentru toti care iubesc de mor. Versuri Jean de la Craiova – Melodia fetelor
Iubirea mea ridica mainile,
Ca vreau sa vada domnisoarele
Esti fata care-mi rupe inima
Si pentru tine canta muzica.(melodia fetelor)
Pentru tine numai, numai pentru tine,
De la inima mea pentru inima ta iubire.
Canta melodia fetelooor
Pentru toti care iubesc de morrr. Pentru tine numai, numai pentru tine,
De la inima mea pentru inima ta iubire. Tu esti femeia care mor de ea
Si pentru tine-mi bate inima
Asta seara vreau sa cante muzica
Si sa dansez cu tine viata mea. (x2)
Canta melodia fetelooor
Vine, vine, vine de la corason. Versuri Jean de la Craiova
Video fetelor

Bucket list – Gucci Mane lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – Bucket list
Bucket list
Cut it up
Huh
It’s Gucci
Metro Boomin want some more nigga. F*ckin’ Wop on her bucket list, I flex so effortless
f*ckin’ twins and they goin’ in like they ain’t relatives
There’s a slim chance that she may get this dick, like one percent
I’m so arrogant right now, man, I don’t even want the b*tch
Right back, scoopin’ my dog from prison on my bucket list
Know they goin’ so hard in the yard if they listen to this
Goin’ quadruple platinum, that’s not on my bucket list
b*tch, my Rollie went quadruple platinum, you should see this s**t
It’s no way possible I’m falling off, that don’t exist
I wasn’t rappin’, I’d be sellin’ narcotics just to pay the rent
That new Lambo on my bucket list so I just bought that b*tch
It ain’t a chick I feel that I can’t get, man, that’s that sucker s**t.
Big boss business, quarter million on a pendant
Eight figure nigga, realest nigga in the business
Sittin’ front row, freshest nigga in attendance
Gave a thousand dollars to the valet attendant
They ain’t seen a player like me in a minute
f*ck your award, I don’t even wanna win it
Rich hood dick, every singer wanna get it
Real authentic, everybody wanna live it
How a white man gon’ criticize me ’bout reppin’ these streets? Bucket liiist, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket liiist
Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket liiist
Bucket liiist, super bad b*tch and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket liiist, no more sellin’ bricks, that’s off my bucket liiist
Bucket liiist, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket liiist
Bucket liiist, make a match and scratch that off my bucket liiist
Bucket liiist, super bad b*tch and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket liiist, no more waitin’ to get that off my bucket liiist. Man, f*ck you critics versuri-lyrics.info
Change my name to “The best that did it”
Gucci turnt up, nigga just admit it
If I don’t go gold I ain’t f*cked up ’bout it
With all this gold draped on my body (brr)
When I get married, that’s a gangster wedding
Call my reception the gangster party. Gucci Mane lyrics
Video list Bucket liiist, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket liiist, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket liiist, super bad b*tch and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket liiist, no more sellin’ bricks, that’s off my bucket list
Bucket liiist, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket liiist, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket liiist, super bad b*tch and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket liiist, no more waitin’ to get that off my bucket listtt.

Soarele si luna – Ektro versuri

Visele tale sunt petale împraștiate pe asfalt
Tu visatorul motivat ce le poate lua cu-asalt. Cerul se rupe în milioane de bucati
Plange cu stele cazatoare, care nu încap în carti,
Care se topesc în palma îndeplinind dorinte
Pe care unii la scuipa, ca pe cojile de seminte. ti-am confirmat în timp ca n-am treaba cu rapu’ lor
Un pasager clandestin pe Terra, vin din viitor
Îti vorbesc de bunatate, curajul de-a zambi iar
Fiecare problema are-o solutie la final! Tu rupandu-te de turma vei deveni oaia neagra
Pupatorii de moaște refuza sa înteleaga
Ca n-avem același drum deși venim și plecam
În același mod, e mult mai important ce lasam. Ambitia e cheia, nu exista “nu pot”
Multumește-te cu putin doar cand putinu’ înseamna tot! Avem aceeași mama – pamantul, ne cheama,
Cerul e Tatal ce ma vegheaza, nu mi-e teamaaa! Soarele și Luna, comedie și drama,
Iubirea semenilor – un tablou de pus în rama. (x2)
Versuri Ektro
Video luna
Mangai suflete, cerneala se prelinge pe file,
Împraștii diamante cu parfum de zambile,
Vanez fericirea ca un leu înfometat
Ce n-are un leu în buzunar, dar se simte bogat.(soarele si luna)
Soarele si Luna, comedie și drama,
Iubirea semenilor – un tablou de pus în rama. Am auzit ca vine-o vreme în care voi fi rasplatit
Pentru tot ce-am oferit sau voi avea de oferit
Am platit cand am greșit, am zambit în fata mortii,
Am dat caldura Soarelui pe liniștea noptii. N-am de gand sa-ti intru-n gratii dumitale
Un pacient surd ce pune baza-n vorbe goale
În gerul noptii penita mea spune povești
Pe o banca, sub un felinar, pe Calea București. (x2) Avem aceeași mama – pamantul, ne cheama,
Cerul e Tatal ce ma vegheaza, nu mi-e teama! Versuri Ektro – Soarele si luna
Soarele plange în timp ce Luna zambește
Cu lacrimi de lup, am fost suflet și trup
Înca de la început m-am dedicat total fara sa cer
Nimic din ce n-aveam, am învatat sa nu disper.

Hai roteste spinneru – Edy Talent versuri

Ma joc cu el, ma joc cu el in continuu. Versuri Edy Talent
Video spinneru Versuri-lyrics.info
Hai roteste, hai roteste spinneru’. Hai roteste, hai roteste spinneru
Hai roteste, hai roteste, invarte-l ca nebunu’.
Versuri Edy Talent – Hai roteste spinneru

Bebe Rexha – The Way I Are (Dance With Somebody) (feat. Lil Wayne)

It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody?
I’m the God I just want a goddess
But I could never ever dance like Bobby
[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & Lil Wayne]
I just wanna dance with somebody
It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody?

Gonna live it up, ’cause it’s dangerous
[Chorus: Bebe Rexha]
I just wanna dance with somebody (yeah)
Don’t matter who you are, just love me the way I are
We can turn this dance floor to a island
I just wanna dance with somebody
Gotta use a bedroom for a closet
Roll it up ’cause we so ill
Can’t dance but kinda grind ’em

Throw a bunch of bands arms get tired
I’ll never ever sing like Whitney
I just wanna dance with somebody (Amen)
It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody?
I just wanna dance with somebody (Mula)
I just wanna dance with somebody (Mula)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I just wanna dance with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
Bloody noses, speeding cars
No, I don’t wanna play the part (Amen)
It could be anybody, tell me, are you that somebody?
Kiss both boobs right before I sign ’em
I just wanna dance with somebody

I just wanna dance with somebody
I’m sorry, I’m not the most pretty
I just wanna dance with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
Lethal doses, desperate hearts
I just want a chance with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
Heaven knows we love the thrill
I know her body inside, out science
Got a whole bedroom, on the private
I just wanna dance with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
Pop a couple xans with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
No, I don’t wanna play the part
So lets let all hearts bleed, ’til they turn to rust
Ooh, but I still wanna dance with somebody (Tunechi)
I just wanna dance with somebody
Don’t matter who you are, just love me the way I are
[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I be right behind her, spinal
You can dance, I’ma watch your body
I just wanna dance with somebody

(Tunechi)
I just wanna stand right behind it
[Bridge: Bebe Rexha]
Don’t matter who you are, just love me the way I are
[Intro: Bebe Rexha & Lil Wayne]
Every time she dance it’s exotic
Don’t matter who you are, just love me the way I are
[Verse 1: Bebe Rexha & Lil Wayne]
I just wanna dance with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
I just wanna dance with somebody
(Tunechi)

Future – Comin’ Out Strong (feat. The Weeknd)

Still comin’ out strong
They told me, "Boy I think the money’s startin’ to change you"
You try to sneak and leave ’em then I leave you stranded

Nowdays if they don’t have a story, they gon’ make one
Still comin’ out strong

Still comin’, lie

I might end up with your hoe if I take one
Still comin’ out strong
Still comin’ out strong
I done end up on the blogs with the wrong one
Still comin’ out

Pluto don’t dance, but I make moves
We fuck around, now a nigga gotta shame you
I pour champagne on the ground (I pour champagne on the ground)
You with my ex wildin’ with different color candies (so familiar)
Take my kindness for weakness
I want a Vic but I know it ain’t safe
I’m on point, now a nigga never take two
Boss, fuck around, boss
Man you’re killin’ my vibe, do you know who I am?
I can’t give you all my time, do you know who I am?
Still comin’ out strong
And at the time I couldn’t see what he was sayin’ (he was sayin’)
Still comin’ out strong
My brother Casino said you wasn’t Freebandz (Freebandz)

If you the one to take the blame, you can’t say what you saw, no
Now I might have fucked around, might have raised up the bar
Shameless, I’ve been rockin’ all my chains too
They take my kindness for weakness
Still comin’ out strong
High Klassified
I got Jenny, I got Tammy, I got Sandy
Lord save you, Lord save you
I’m shameless, I be rockin’ all my chains too
Lord save you, Lord save you
Oh yeah
Kindness
Still comin’ out strong
They said I couldn’t reach Mars, so I turned to a star
Down, like a nigga, she lie
Still comin’ out strong
Still comin’ out strong (be honest to me)
I got the truth, me, baby!
The only time I feel alive when I take this
Still comin’ out strong
I’m a boss, I’m a make my own family (la familia)
Like a nigga don’t dance, but he make moves
‘Cause nowdays if they don’t got it they’ll make one
Now I’m gunnin’ in the Benz and the Range too
My nigga Cash said, "Watch what they do for the ones"
I opened up Bentley doors, I Aventadors
They fuck around, now a nigga gotta shame you
Kindness, she lie
Now I’m talkin’ cash, talk cash all on my pump
Kindness, she lie
You must not know who I am (you must not know who I am)
It’s hard to tell the real stories from the fake ones
Take my kindness for weakness
Still comin’ out strong
Still comin’ out strong
I showed you a million, no videos
Told me, "Boy I think the money startin’ to change you"
Make you fall in love tonight, must don’t know who I am, I am
I got four lawyer fees, shit ain’t ever end
They take my kindness for weakness

I know she wanna be poppin’ all over the ‘Gram
Still comin’ out strong
When the cameras come out, wanna hold my hand
Used to hit it from behind, do you know who I am?
Be honest to me
Kindness, oh
Still comin’ out strong
Must be out of your mind, do you know who I am?
Still comin’ out strong
Last night I gave my heart to a fake one
Take my kindness for weakness
You turned your back, I shouldn’t have ever gave you a chance (gave you a chance)
Still comin’ out strong
‘Member runnin’ through the city in the same shoes
Must be out of your mind, do you know who I am?

Bodies droppin’ and we duckin’ the law
They take my kindness for weakness
They might pick you up, just throw you down with the fall

Arcade Fire – Everything Now

(Everything now!) I want it
‘Til every room in my house is filled with shit I couldn’t live without
(Everything now!) I can’t live without
(Everything now
This happy family with everything now
From everything now
(Everything now!) I can’t live without
We can just pretend
Stop pretending, you’ve got…
(Everything now!)
(Everything now!) I can’t live
Every song that I’ve ever heard
From everything now

And then you’re black again
(Everything now!)
Every inch of road’s got a town
Mama, leave the food on the stove
[Outro]
La La La La La La La
(Everything now!)
(Everything now!) I want it
(Everything now!) I can’t live without
I’m in the black again
(Everything now!) I need it
Every inch of road’s got a sign
Everything now

Can’t make it back again
Every inch of skin’s got a scar
Everything now
Stop pretending, you’ve got…
We turn the speakers up till they break

I guess that you’ve got everything now
[Video Intro]
[Verse 2]

[Chorus]
Fills the spaces up in your dreams
(Everything now!) I want it
(Everything now!)
(Everything now!) I can’t live
Every inch of space in my heart is filled with something I’ll never start
We turn the speakers up till they break
[Chorus]

[Chorus]
And it reminds me, we’ve got everything now
La La La La La La La

(Everything now!) I can’t live without
Leave your car in the middle of the road
Is playing at the same time, it’s absurd
I miss you, like everything now
The ashes of everything now
And every film that you’ve ever seen
(Everything now!)
(Everything now!) I can’t live without
‘Cause every time you smile it’s a fake!

(Everything now!) I need it
(Everything now!) I can’t live without
Stop pretending, you’ve got…
Is filled up with the things that you read
I guess you’ve got everything now
‘Cause every time you smile it’s a fake!
(Everything now!) I need it
Can’t make it back again

[Verse 3]
And every boy uses the same line
(Everything now!) I can’t live without
[Chorus]
Every inch of sky’s got a star
That reminds me
I pledge allegiance to everything now
(Everything now!)
(Everything now!) I need it
(Everything now!)
We’ll make it home again
[Verse 1]
Everything now)
Every inch of space in your head
(Everything now!) I can’t live without

(Everything now!) I need it
Daddy, how come you’re never around?

(Everything now!)
And every room in my house is filled with shit I couldn’t live without

Foo Fighters – Run

[Intro]
We run
Wake up
We run
Wake up
We run
In another perfect life
If you wanted to
Run for your life with me

We are the nation’s stakes
What you gonna do?
Yeah you can run with me
Run for your life with me
Run!
Run!
In another perfect light

Another mad charade
What you gonna’ do?
If you wanted to
[Chorus]
We run
We run
We run

In another perfect light
Run for your life with me

[Verse 2]

If you wanted to
Wake up
Wake up
If you wanted to
Before the time runs out
If you wanted to
Run for your life with me
We run
Run for your life with me
You can stay asleep
In another perfect life

Wake up
Yeah you can run with me
In another perfect light
We run
In another perfect life

Wake up
We run
If everything’s erased
Everything’s erased
What you gonna do?
Wake up
I need some room to breathe
In another perfect life
Run for your life with me
We run
Run!
[Verse 1]
There’s somewhere to run
The hounds are on the chase
We run
They say that’s nothing’s free
We run
[Chorus]
I need some room to breathe
In another perfect light
Before the time runs out

The rats are on parade
You can run with me
Run for your life with me

Wake up
You can run with me
There’s somewhere to run
Run for your life with me
[Chorus]

J. Balvin, Jowell & Randy – Bonita

hay que perder la paciencia y que sueltes las piernas
al garete no importa la gente
Y si tu quieres guayeteo pégate
me manda razones que cunado amanece
y bien chula fuera del planeta ella es
Si tu pides perreo, toma perreo

y yo también me pongo caliente si le veo
vamos hacerlo sin perce
Bailalo fuerte, que importa la gente

Se pone caliente, cuando escucha este perreo
Kapital Music
Sky

Ella se tarda
Se pone caliente, cuando escucha este perreo
ella sabe que estas buena

El Cybor
bailalo, no no tengas miedo
esta bien encendida, la tengo en la mira
tu eres mi bebe, no te me salgas del al frente
aquí no hay que esconderse
Que se preparen para la fiesta y a la cintura
solo tienes que moverte y encenderte
Lego
Dayme y El High
Estamos de vuelta

Háblame Ronald
y yo también me pongo caliente si le veo
Bien chula
darle vela, ma pégate al frente y que sube esa tela
que esto es asfixiado, hasta que a ti te duela
con esa cinturita, bailandome cerquita (x2)
se pone coqueta la nena
arreglándose un par de horas
el ritmo se adueño de tu piel
vamos hacerlo sin perse
no hay más nada te diré
hoy vamos a meterte, chula tu tienes
aquí no hay que esconderse
Se pone caliente, cuando escucha este perreo
Y esto no para hasta que estés sin conciencia
Subelo!

Viva la music

con esa cinturita, bailandome cerquita (x2)
Ella pide que la toque, a veces que la bese
ella es bien bonita, por ahí tan sólita
Y si tu quieres guayoteo, pégate

Baby

J Balvin
con esa cinturita, bailandome cerquita (x2)
ven pasemos la noche dándole (x2)
Son Jowell y Randy
todo eso es para mi bailando te di juete
fiera de noche, una santa de día
llama a su amiga no le gusta salir sola
pégate…
ella es bien bonita, por ahí tan sólita

sin limite (Jowell y Randy)

tienes la verde para que la sigas
ella es bien bonita, por ahí tan sólita
a ti te gusta y a mi también
esa adicción que me pone y me tiene
y yo también me pongo caliente si le veo

Dimelo parce
y de la noche, dejarse llevar

Gucci Mane – Bucket List

Know they goin’ so hard in the yard if they listen to this
Fuck your award, I don’t even wanna win it
Bucket list, super bad bitch and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket list, super bad bitch and she rich like Gucci rich
Change my name to "The best that did it"
It’s Gucci
[Verse 2]

Gave a thousand dollars to the valet attendant
Bucket list, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket list, no more sellin’ bricks, that’s off my bucket list
I wasn’t rappin’, I’d be sellin’ narcotics just to pay the rent
Gucci turnt up, nigga just admit it
Fuckin’ Wop on her bucket list, I flex so effortless
Cut it up
When I get married, that’s a gangster wedding
Right back, scoopin’ my dog from prison on my bucket list
That new Lambo on my bucket list so I just bought that bitch
Huh

[Chorus]
Rich hood dick, every singer wanna get it
It’s no way possible I’m falling off, that don’t exist
Real authentic, everybody wanna live it

Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list
With all this gold draped on my body (brr)
Man, fuck you critics
Bucket list, super bad bitch and she rich like Gucci rich
[Verse 1]

Bucket list, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket list
[Chorus]
Goin’ quadruple platinum, that’s not on my bucket list
Fuckin’ twins and they goin’ in like they ain’t relatives
Sittin’ front row, freshest nigga in attendance
Bucket list, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket list
They ain’t seen a player like me in a minute
[Intro]
Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list
It ain’t a chick I feel that I can’t get, man, that’s that sucker shit
Metro Boomin want some more nigga
Bucket list, no more waitin’ to get that off my bucket list
How a white man gon’ criticize me ’bout reppin’ these streets?
If I don’t go gold I ain’t fucked up ’bout it
Call my reception the gangster party
Eight figure nigga, realest nigga in the business
There’s a slim chance that she may get this dick, like one percent
Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list
Bitch, my Rollie went quadruple platinum, you should see this shit
Bucket list, super bad bitch and she rich like Gucci rich
Bucket list, drop top ‘Rari, scratch that off my bucket list
Bucket list, no more sellin’ bricks, that’s off my bucket list
I’m so arrogant right now, man, I don’t even want the bitch
Bucket list, no more waitin’ to get that off my bucket list
Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list
Big boss business, quarter million on a pendant (brr)

Juelz Santana – The Get Back (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie)

Get back, get back it’s the fuckin’ get back
You know what, we doin’ yeah yeah you know what
Pillow talkin’ and switchin’ up that’s a hoes problem
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
Long trips up the road gotta get it sold
Still got a trunk full of that you know what
Can’t let the fast money slow up
Niggas touched mine, you know I’ma get back
You know that, I’m talkin’ bout that you know what
Like my name on a jersey I had to put them behind me
Pillow talkin’ and switchin’ up that’s a hoes problem
I need good vibes and no problems

Good trees where ever we go the hoes follow
Everything I lost yeah it’s time to get back
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]]
Bad as MJ, so fly I might never land
You know that, I’m talkin’ bout that you know what
Don’t let a fuck nigga trick you off the street, boy
Blunt full of brocolli, niggas wasn’t for me
They gave Bobby and them boys like a hundred years
Everything I lost yeah it’s time to get back
They gotta steal it like the Knicks, can’t win for shit
Lil boy fresh all grown up
Now it’s time to get it, focus on the get back
Remember nights, hot as fuck no AC
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]]
[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]]
She slapped your hoe and gave her that you know what
I need good vibes and no problems
Nigga it’s time to get back
Chinese for dinner yeah that was old problems

Chinese for dinner yeah that was old problems
Chinese for dinner yeah that was old problems
Young niggas winnin’ that’s they only fear
Show off for show out, everytime I show up
Get back, get back it’s the fuckin’ get back
I watch love change in a heartbeat
Sheesh, gotta keep the piece in arms reach
Still hit a nigga up with that you know what
Yeah, on the piece like a steady cam
Fake niggas we despise
Niggas wasn’t with me, won’t be with me when I get back
Seen a black rose break through the concrete

Good trees where ever we go the hoes follow
You know what, we doin’ nigga you know what
Get back, get back it’s the fuckin’ get back
Man, this for every God named [?]
Now it’s time to get it, focus on the get back
Young nigga ballin’ hard, jelly fan
Real niggas on the rise
Spend more than you niggas sold on tour
Saw my life slippin’ bunch of minor setbacks
Saw my life slippin’ bunch of minor setbacks
You know what, we doin’ nigga you know what
Niggas wasn’t with me, won’t be with me when I get back

Good trees where ever we go the hoes follow
Niggas wasn’t with me, won’t be with me when I get back
[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]]
Ridin’ for my niggas ’til the end of the road
Before you heard of Perry boy I had cake
These days we just free slaves

I got it on me, pray I don’t get caught today
Whippin’ so much wish I had a extra hand
You know that, I’m talkin’ bout that you know what
Everything I lost yeah it’s time to get back
You know what, we doin’ nigga you know what
Lord knows I had to rose a 20 years old
Nigga it’s time to get back
Pillow talkin’ and switchin’ up that’s a hoes problem
Be smarter when you always grab the heat, boy
Nigga it’s time to get back
Real niggas on the rise
Stretch that, it’s the fuckin’ get back, get back
I need good vibes and no problems
You know that, I’m talkin’ bout that you know what
[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]]
Stretch that, it’s the fuckin’ get back, get back

Programmed to think that things change
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Prayin’ for my niggas that got court today
Niggas touched mine, you know I’ma get back
You know that, I’m talkin’ bout that you know what
Now it’s time to get it, focus on the get back
Niggas touched mine, you know I’ma get back
You know what, we doin’ yeah yeah you know what
Fake niggas we despise
Small crib we was bunched, no Brady
Stretch that, it’s the fuckin’ get back, get back
You know that, I’m talkin’ bout that you know what
Saw my life slippin’ bunch of minor setbacks
You know what, we doin’ yeah yeah you know what

Kid Ink – No Strings (feat. Starrah)

Got you open like a book, know what you like, know how to read
Call me daddy, screamin’ Jesus, baby papa was a preacher
Just tell me where to go, baby, lead me in
Swear she twenty-one and done seen it all
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
Got you tied up like my retro 4’s
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
Give ’em the Heisman, ai ah
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
All them girls my side, never reply
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
Baby, just pass me the lighter
Throw you on that counter, on that marble, so Venetian
We been gettin’ lit for no reason
Baby, just pass me the lighter
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings
Flip flop on her, baby, yeah, no strings
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
Late Saturday night, she might feel it for a week
Play you like a violin, with no strings involved
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
High as a tide, you know what time it is
Say she need that real on the real with no strings
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
All them girls my side, never reply
Might fuck around get you a first class flight to Dubai, ay
Hit it no strings, I just pull her by the weave
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
Exhale, shawty, breathe again
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings (no, no, no)
I’mma give it to her how she want it, yeah
She say she need the real, I just say I need a freak
Ain’t no need for lingerie, girl, you already told the secret
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings
Say she need that real on the real with no strings
Flip flop on her, baby, yeah, no strings
You know where to reach me
High as a tide, you know what time it is
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings
Flip flop on her, baby, yeah, no strings
Legs up, I just eat it like it Philippe
Say she need that real on the real with no strings
Take another shot, that’s a easy win
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings (no, no, no)
Give ’em the Heisman, ai ah
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
Move that body ’round, she my puppet in the sheets
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings (no, no, no)
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
You niggas so Pinnochio, she don’t want no strings (no, no, no)
She down for whatever that I like, that’s my type
Flip flop on her, baby, yeah, no strings
But ain’t nobody gotta know, said
808 boomin’, beat it up with no strings
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
I know you missed it, lookin’ for that repeat
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
I’mma give it to her how she want with no strings
She down for whatever that I like, that’s my type
Lil’ lean up in a liter, I just put her back to sleep
Say she need that real on the real with no strings
Might fuck around get you a first class flight to Dubai, ay

Ice Cube – Only One Me

Motherfucker always claim to be the hardest
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
We all had to struggle if you got a black mother

Motherfuckers love me
If you figure how to get a check out of Sony
Since Floyd and Damian kept rocks in they socks, nigga
[Chorus]
The pyroclastic flow, this insane
[Outro]
This ain’t the banana nigga, this is Alabama
That I been on the block since bitches did the wop

And that’s how you get it, 20 years in a row
Ain’t nothing flier than my fuckin’ rims and my tires

Nail in your coffin when the judge rock the hammer, nigga
Original, original, I’m the prototype
Running through your house like it’s a motherfuckin’ raffle
Original, original, he the copy right
If I had to leave your house walked into a ho house
They are not confused by a wannabe
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D
West Coast bitch, yeah that’s all me
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
Advance how you get 20 years in a hole
And a word to the wise, you better fuckin’ recognize
Wish I was they Godfather, sell drugs for me
When I’m in this pool, bet I might catch on fire
Look homie, you can be my crony
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
Original, original, he the copy right
You silly rabbit nigga, here come the tortoise
We all had to scrap with our uncles and our brothers
Bet 10 that you ass ain’t got no soul
I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger
Gangsta Shit!
But these motherfuckers never claim to be the smartest
The shit I spit might inspire a messiah
So what you from the gutter
Melle Mel, Ice T Who came before me?
To throw these lies in a lake full of fire
I’m a artist that’ll paint your rigor mortis
It’s all for my nigga Big Hurt, when I show out
Original, original, he the copy right
Ice Cube, the name will live in infamy
[Intro]
[Chorus]
Cap peels, run like an oil spill
Hand full of ass, why should I retire
With Too Short and the D-R-E
When I wanna go out, red carpets get rolled out
Original, original, I’m the prototype
Check the original, y’all niggas digital
Oh Lord, thought I watch preaching to the choir
But all they can do is tap cuz for me
Fuck them tears, Tony Montana
Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangster
We made it too hard, check our family tree
Ask the young nigga that invented Eazy-E
I’m a asshole with tabasco, you the last hoe I would ask for
Young ass niggas they wanna thug for me
Leave you baffled then, careful then
You got 30 years but you my man still
They are not confused by a wannabe
They are not confused by a wannabe
Original, original, he the copy right
Original, original, I’m the prototype
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history
That’s some gangsta shit

Original, original, I’m the prototype
See you try to make a snapple out of all them bad apples
Picture this in a frame, get tore out
Big drills, found him in the landfill
Fast is smooth and smooth is slow
[Verse 1]
[Verse 2]
The drink that I pour out, the weed that I blow out
Bedroom window, no curtains, used covers
If Cube ain’t top 3, then you’s a bitch to me
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
They are not confused by a wannabe
Grab that cold ass white men steel
Ass full of gas, do you got a lighter?
Caught you in Montana, extradited to Atlanta

Nigga ‘nough

Halsey – Lie (feat. Quavo)

I watch you devour, mistake me for bread (oh)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
What you gon’ die for

Your mouth make a hurricane (splash)

(Quavo)

Or are you misled? Well boy, is you fed?
Breakfast is cold, as cold as our bed (oh)
[Pre-Chorus: Halsey]
Lie, lie
I heard what you said (what she say?)
‘Cause I’m tryna give the impression that I get the message you wish I was dead
I’m watching you choke down the words that you said
Treat her right and she won’t complain (yeah)
I won’t let us finish yet
That’s something we cannot change (no)
I know that it’s fire flame (fire)
There’s no need to lie no more (ayy)
[Chorus: Halsey]
It’s the plans we should arrange (plans)
Got no one to lie to (no)
I, I, I
When everything you told lies, alright?
See you ’bouta break a sweat
Oh, you’re turnin’ red
Every move’s vital (ooh)
[Intro: Quavo]
[Chorus: Halsey]
She tall like the Eiffel (yeah)
I gave you the messiest head
Please don’t take this as a threat

Lie, lie
You give me the messiest head
[Verse 1: Halsey & Quavo]
You talk about your head game (oh)
Lie, lie
Lie, lie
I, I, I
Oh
I, I, I
All I’m sayin’ is if you don’t love me no more then
Bring back the title (bring it back)
Lie, lie
You notice that we in love (love)
Bring me a trial (bring)
Lie, lie

Halsey – Walls Could Talk

And we both hope there’s something
But they don’t know
And it’s a closed discussion
I’m about four minutes from a heart attack
(Oh-oh-oh)
No more
And I’m thinking "damn, if these walls could talk"
(Oh-oh-oh)
Here we go, fist fight in a limousine
I ain’t your baby no more
Sittin’ at ho-home
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
Well, they’d be like
Been about two weeks since you went away
(Oh-oh-oh)
But we both been (?) seventeen
Now you gon’ play me like a violin
I ain’t your baby no more
But we bo-both keep fronting
And I’m thinking "damn, if these walls could talk"
Hittin’ these no-notes
But you don’t know
And I think you make me a maniac
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
But we bo-both keep fronting
Hey
But you’re so damn good with a bobby pin
Well, they’d be like
I’m about halfway through a Cabernet
"Shit is crazy right?"
(Oh-oh-oh)
Been about three days and I’m comin’ back
And it’s a closed discussion
And I go, I’m wastin’ a Saturday
Two years and we in between
I ain’t your baby no more
(Oh-oh-oh)
Told my new roommate not to let you in
And we both hope there’s something