Asozial – Mert feat. Play69 songtexte

Rap ist die Autobahn und wir sind auf der linken Spur
Eure Alben liegen bei der Inventur
Eure Tracks sind mir zu hollywoodreif
Ich mach’ mit deiner Mutter ein’n auf Bonnie und Clyde
Das hier ist 145, Nordstadt, Dortmund, Ruhrpott
Guck, jeder Bonze kriegt bei uns einen Kulturschock
Ja, die Straßen voller Ratten oder Blutsaugern
Der Himmel voller Smog oder Hubschraubern
Pechschwarzes Haar, hier hat niemand eine Glückssträhne
Guck, das Ghetto bietet wieder ma’ nur Rückschläge
Ich jump’ weg von Cops à la Temple Run
Pietro, Sarah ist mit mir vorher fremdgegang’n
Ich mach’ mir vor laufender Kamera Visa Vie klar
Nach KiK seid ihr vergewaltigt wie Gina-Lisa
S-S-So als ob ich Ruffy und ich Zorro bin
AMK, lade nach, Horrorfilm. Asozial
Wi-Wi-Wir sind asozial
Junge, wir sind asozial
Und wir brechen eure Regeln
Halt die Fresse, wenn wir reden
Wir sind asozial. Songtexte Mert – Asozial
Wir sind zielfokussiert wie Kameramänner
Und essen jeden Tag Lamm Shish und Adanateller
Ich bin hungrig und jage meine Beute wie ein Dschungellöwe
Die, die sagen, ich bin kein Rapper, sind alles Hundesöhne
Bruder, es ist Zeit, dem ein Ende zu setzen
Denn wenn wir zwei komm’n, werden sogar Legenden vergessen
*Ch-tfuh*, euch zu ficken ähnelt einer Schneeballschlacht
Wir sind Barcelona, ihr seid nur ‘ne B-Mannschaft
Offensiv wie das Brasilienkader versuri-lyrics.info
Bin mehr baba als ein türkischer Familienvater
Ihr werdet von den Kindern gehasst, so wie Brokkoli
Und seid höchstens Straße oder Knast bei Monopoly
F**k deine Halsketten, f**k deine Armbänder
Ich klär’ die Sache mit der Faust, so wie Sam’nspender
Ihr könnt euer Glück versuchen, holt euch euer Stück vom Kuchen
Ihr wollt unsre Brüder sein, doch wir nenn’n eure Mütter Huren.(asozial)
Von Benehm’n hab’ ich kein’n blassen Schimmer (nein)
Alle werden wach durch den V8-Zylinder
Wir waren schon asozial im Klassenzimmer
Und uns zu kritisier’n, macht die ganze Sache schlimmer. Von Benehm’n hab’ ich kein’n blassen Schimmer (nein)
Alle werden wach durch den V8-Zylinder (ja)
Wir waren schon asozial im Klassenzimmer
Und uns zu kritisier’n, macht die ganze Sache schlimmer. Mert songtexte
Video Mert Wir sind asozialll. Asoziaaal
Wi-Wi-Wir sind asoziaaal
Junge, wir sind asoziaaal
Und wir brechen eure Regeln
Halt die Fresse, wenn wir reden!

Listen Vanessa Bling New Song “Bare Clown”

Bling condemns men who wants to please their women in ways that she don’t approve. The track is a bit like a anti Ishawna and anti “Equal Rights” type of track, so it will be interesting to see the response she will get. Listen to Vanessa Bling new track “Bare Clown” below. Vanessa Bling gets raw and explicit in her new single “Bare Clown.”
The former Gaza princess link up with Chemist Records who is responsible for the production. “Come in like a bare tongue deh ya / Bare clown deh ya dog, a bare clown deh ya / Man them a walk around a nyam f*** like dog, what a bloodclat / Me a talk pure facts any man a say them want nyam me / Me send mi dog and go shot that / Him not even tell me say yo love me / My main man couldn’t s-ck me,” Vanessa Bling deejay.

Lacs – Make The Rooster Crow Lyrics

LACSMake The Rooster Crow Lyrics
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low [x7]
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Stand there, tattooed, doing her thing
Driving me wild, like I’m going insane
It won’t take much, bout three or four drinks
She can get loose, not worry bout shame
Drop it to the flat line, rattle that cage
Them boys at the bar messing round, get rage
Try moving in fast, she tell ya get going
Girl is shaking that ass to her favorite song
Dance to the night, into the hot sunrise
Got me perched up high, for them tanned up thighs
Man I’m on another level but it’s all good though
Girl drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Shawty shaking and she looks so fly
This girl here is just my type
Big hips and that ass so fine
I really wanna take her home tonight
I ain’t never seen that before
The way she dropping n’ scrubbing that floor
Make me wanna say oh my Lord
Moving so fast, like it’s stuck in fast forward
So many sides till the lines got blurred
She’s dropping, man, that’s so absurd
City girls got nothing on her
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Shawty got a cup bout’ta get drunk
Walk into the club, bout’ta get crunk
Somebody make em all show out
Now your ass gonna get thrown out
She’s sweatin’ and she’s starting to glow
Now she went from her head to her toe
Bend it over and you already know
She drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow

Lacs – Might As Well Get Drunk Lyrics

Taxi, can I catch a ride home
Need another shot of courage and a bottle to keep
Face down, passed out, I’m finally getting some sleep
I might as well get drunk tonight
A few shots at the bar oughta do me just right
Enough beer to get you off my mind
I might as well get drunk tonight
Might as well get drunk tonight
Bartender, one more round
I’m gonna get drunk as a skunk and baby that’s my mission
Gonna get on a Corona and practice fast repetition
And did I mention that I fixed in a few shots at the bar
You know how I get when I get to drinking it hard
Liquor called me the bigger quicker picker upper
Jim Beam straight now I’m a bad mother trucker
Yeah, I’m ten feet tall and bullet proof to some
A modern day holiday when it comes to a gun
One hell of a dancer and a smooth romancer
I’ll show you Casanova how to get all the answers
Or at least I think I do in my intoxicated mind
I think I miss her, let’s forget her, just one more time
I might as well get drunk tonight
A few shots at the bar oughta do me just right
Enough beer to get you off my mind
I might as well get drunk tonight
I might as well get drunk tonight
A few shots at the bar oughta do me just right
Enough beer to get you off my mind
I might as well get drunk tonight
I might as well get drunk tonight
I might as well get drunk tonight
I might as well get drunk tonight LACSMight As Well Get Drunk Lyrics
It’s the perfect time to set em up
Throw em back and get her gone
Left me here with nothing much
Nothing but some drinking songs
All I got is plenty time, sit me on a bar stool
Doesn’t matter any kind of Bourbon with some cold brew
I got a plan and I pray it’s gonna work
Pretty soon if I ain’t drunk I’m gonna think about her
There’s a lot I could’ve done guess I ruined everything
Tried to tell you I was sorry but I knew you wouldn’t stay
So hey, bartender can you put me in the zone
Here’s a twenty Mr.

Lacs – King Of The Honey Hole Lyrics

LACSKing Of The Honey Hole Lyrics
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole
Hey boys thanking im gonna stall
i set the it makes me holler like a hound dog
the see me draggin in
know what gets em mad
you thought you caught you one
you hung up in the lilly pads
nah i aint your fishin buddy
Im fishin for the money
you picked a pretty hole
but that hole aint got the honey
they steady cranking, flipping jigs tryin to stick em
but you fishin for nothing cause I done stuck em
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole
Im wakin up early
rise and shine
we do more than just wet the line
back it in, im here to win
hold your hat its time to ride
got the carolina stretched out
yall know what im talking bout
flippin jigs and crankin em out
we came here to turn it out
10 long hours in the sun
just a couple more and this race is done
my honey hole
you aint gettin none
thats the way big bass is done
set the got it lock
in Guntersville and Table Rock
you caint do it from the dock
make a good ol boy find that spot
competion gets harder
as we get farther and farther
and we coverin water
all the way from Texas to Florida
so tell em loud lock it in
Im just lookin for the win
grab that fish and hold it high
everybody bow to the king tonight
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole
Ive got my big bass sack slap filled for the win
with my hat tucked back
put my merc in the wind
had fish on the high
let my competition know
Surprise surprise
Im the king of the Honey Hole

Moonshine Bandits – We All Country Lyrics (feat. Colt Ford, Sarah Ross & Charlie Farley)

MOONSHINE BANDITSWe All Country Lyrics (feat. Colt Ford, Sarah Ross & Charlie Farley)
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
I’m in a one horse town but we do it real big
Like an eighteen wheeler peta built big rig
When ya talk about the valley that I mentioned us kid
It will take you twenty years just to do what we did
My cousin farmed and my grandad too
I got farmers and homboys you know what they grew
An ol’ cowboy joy ain’t no country due
I wasn’t born on a ranch but my collar’s blue
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
We run through the woods playing shows on the rooftops
Sixteen rows as we cut through the corn crops
Hit the backroads an’ we drunk off the gunshot
Find a nice girl make love in the boondocks
Cause out in the country the shine be hungry
To rise to the top feet firm on the concrete
Burst through the seam with the new sound company
Sign a fat deal to run through this country
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
Round here farm boys spend money on trucks
Talk shit about hitches, shotguns and ducks
Who’s got the best bitches with the biggest butts
[?] with the biggest nuts
I’mma damn white boy in a roll of sinners
I drink more wine than gala wineries
Thirties on the truck don’t f**k with spinners
Fifteens in the trunk in the bumpin’ skinner
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
In a four by truck with a lift kit
Got them chrome naked ladies with them big tits
They be suckin’ on them nuts they be swingin’ from them ball
Hitch draggin’ through the mud on the ever gauge a ditch citch
Get drunk with the crew
Then we drive around cause that’s how we do it when the sun goes down
Buy derd on the ones and twos as we spread through this country from town to town
Moonshine
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try
Four by four with a lift kit
Coun-try
Chrome naked ladies with the big tits
Coun-try
Hot little broad on my stick shift
Coun-try
The caca coun-try
Four by four with a lift kit
Coun-try
Chrome naked ladies with the big tits
Coun-try
Hot little broad on my stick shift
Coun-try
The caca coun-try
Where I come from they always smoke and drink
Where I come from they always party all week
Now tell me where your from from tell me where your from
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca-country
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
Tell me where your from from tell me where your from
Coun-try
I’ll tell you where I’m from
The caca coun-try

Lacs – Let Me Know Lyrics

LACSLet Me Know Lyrics
Damn it’s nice just one call
Two headlights that’s my dog
Cuz I been gone I been slippin
Maybe seein me and little money start trippin
I said naw naw it ain’t nothin like that
He pulled out two shots of Jack
Leaned on the hood said what you got
That talk we had won’t be forgot
Now I miss back in ’03
Bein you and me and that’s all we need
Shoot back then we was wild as hell
Least two or three times you posted my bail
Told me don’t stop when the road gets rough
Slip and fall you gotta get back up
All those times you showed me love
Man I cant tell y’all boys thanks enough
Sometimes we mess around and get in a bind
Man I’m all outta luck need a bud need a ride
Just a handful of people that you know you can call
When you broke when you lost when you caught up with the law
You ain’t gotta think twice bout nothin
If you ever need somethin buddy I’ll come runnin
And when I get the call you can bet I’ll roll
Let me know let me know let me know
I’ll be sittin on go when I get that call
You’re damn right cuz that’s my dog
It don’t matter what I got goin
Hang right up and get it rollin
Remember that time when you needed a ride
You didn’t hesitate to put me inside
And calm me down and talk me out
Something dumb for runnin my mouth
You’ve seen the ups and felt the downs
Did bad stuff all around this town
You was there when things got harder
Who said blood is thicker than water
Lord knows we aint even kin
We been down through thick and thin
Whether we brothers or we firends
My ride or die until the end
Sometimes we mess around and get in a bind
Man I’m all outta luck need a bud need a ride
Just a handful of people that you know you can call
When you broke when you lost when you caught up with the law
You ain’t gotta think twice bout nothin
If you ever need somethin buddy I’ll come runnin
And when I get the call you can bet I’ll roll
Let me know let me know let me know
Sometimes we mess around and get in a bind
Man I’m all outta luck need a bud need a ride
Just a handful of people that you know you can call
When you broke when you lost when you caught up with the law
You ain’t gotta think twice bout nothin
If you ever need somethin buddy I’ll come runnin
And when I get the call you can bet I’ll roll
Let me know let me know let me know

Lacs – Let Your Country Hang Out Lyrics

LACSLet Your Country Hang Out Lyrics
I ain’t never had a pot to piss in
welcome to country livin
I’m taking what is given
fried chicken is finger lickin
I was raised on pabst blue ribbon
front porch pickin and grinnin
and as long as I’m here I’ma drink some beer
and keep my country folks jiggin
then you show the city just what they missin
cooking greens up in the kitchen
asking us just how we did it cornbread with them fixins
man you think we slippin
little shine and some fishin
take your dog running and hog huntin
scared you like the dickins
y’all prolly think we talk silly right
redneck and hillbilly kind of
country’s what we really like
never like that ol city life
up at dawn and rest at night
push us around you bet we fight
work day light till dark
and you get it til you get it right
[Hook:]
Yeah, now let your country hang out
fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house
I said yeah, now let your country hang out
if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south
Yeah, now let your country hang out
fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house
I said yeah, now let your country hang out
if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south
I was raised up in south GA
southern swamp and southern praise
don’t make fun of my southern ways
get down get loud drink all day
I’m on my way to my honey hole
big cotton muffin up in my honey hole
stat Jack forty homemade bite
all I need is you to hold the light yeah
one shot bubble or boil backin my truck filled up with blood
tailgait down big right shinin
DUI don’t need to be driving
hold up law dog your doin too much
got a night permin in my old ford truck
i lay one down when i want to buddy
that’s the way we get down in the country
kin folk way back in the sticks
whip the shine up thirty of fifth
paw paw diggin up mason jars
load the car then burn them tars
make a little noise when you get back home
crank that hank, that cash, that jones
givin his life in the country song in the country he belongs
[Hook:]
Yeah, now let your country hang out
fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house
I said yeah, now let your country hang out
if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south
Yeah, now let your country hang out
fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house
I said yeah, now let your country hang out
if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south
I said yeah,
now let your country hang out, co-country hang out-out
co-co-country hang out out, co-country hang out