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5LUdmDiQ90dpHQVzkUQp3p | Steve Hackett | The Virgin And The Gypsy - Remastered 2005 | A gypsy compliment for (kneel down)
The scent of tyranny's daughter (we are found)
At seventeen were bled in wild cream
Passing milk thistle by
Fox on the run
Old ragged robin flies
Virtue undone
A garland of green flowers (field of lime)
Surround a silver smoke tree (yours and mine)
Sweet marigold, not easy to find
Passing milk thistle by...
| en |
618fimpMrg4gJWMI641Nuw | Steve Hackett | Narnia - Remastered 2005 | Things they taught you at school
Can sometimes disappear
Why do you disbelieve
The things I said were true
Of a land nothing planned
It just happens
Girls and boys who shout come out to play
♪
With a queen cold as ice
You'd best take my advice
To steer clear of her charm
She's easily annoyed
What's that sound, you turn around
It just happens there are bells
And reindeer drawing a sleigh
There troubled with snow covered peaks
Till the end of time
♪
We know you're a daughter of Eve
And a friend of mine - no
♪
Yes I'm certain that you
Will influence the rest
She could turn you to stone
You're suitably impressed
And so easily led
There just happen to be repercussions
Months ahead
Oh there troubled with snow covered peaks
Till the end of time
♪
We know you're a daughter of Eve
And a friend of mine - no
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13b6jlR2MLiDpc1g1iifvA | Steve Hackett | The Hermit - Remastered 2005 | The mantle of attainment
Weighs heavy on his shoulders
Guided by a lantern
Flickering, he grows older
A refuge found in exile
He shuffles on in blindness
You'll take his hand, he'll lose himself
Bewildered by your kindness
♪
Enshrouded by darkness
A figure slowly forms
Through many years of banishment
No shelter from the storm
To find this slave of solitude
You'll know him by his star
Then take his hand, he'll lose himself
Knowing who you are
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31ZqZp7YFf6DDREIukjukQ | Steve Hackett | Star Of Sirius - Remastered 2005 | Above the colour of amber stained evening
An audience danced
Led by a showering hand that brings water
To both sea and land
Unlock the door of night
Nebulous bright
♪
Again renewed by the vessels of Isis
You're ready to fly
Although the journey is still far from ended
You gaze at the sky
Above the cloudless night
Nebulous bright
♪
He who knows love
Knows who you are
Worlds you may find
Lit by a star
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
♪
He who knows love
Knows who you are
Worlds you may find
Lit by a star
Again renewed by the vessels of Isis
You're ready to fly
♪
He who knows love
Knows who you are
Worlds you may find
Lit by a star
♪
He who knows love
Knows who you are
La, la, la, la
La, la, la
He who knows love
Knows who you are
Worlds you may find
Lit by a star
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
He who knows love
Knows who you are
Worlds you may find
Lit by a star
La la la la
La la la la
| en |
0lDHIDvwldrBLw0eOzo1Yh | Steve Hackett | Shadow Of The Hierophant - 2005 Digital Remaster | Veiling the nightshade bride stalks a flower revealed
Nearing the hour make haste to their threshold concealed
Lost in thought in search of vision
As the moon eclipsed the sun
♪
Casting the same steps glimpsing his own fate to come
Melt in the dream void from which he never can run
Lost in thought in search of vision
As the moon eclipsed the sun
♪
Tears fill the fountains breaking their promise to heal
Rippling the waters mirror an ended ideal
Deep in thought but robbed of vision
As the moon eclipsed the sun
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2GytDaWfMe09yBJ8KusZPz | Aidan Martin | Lonely People | All the other lonely
All the other lonely
All the other lonely
♪
Waking up in empty places
Jagged rooms and gilded cages
But I don't feel nothing
Look for love on different faces
Everybody here is wasted
And they're all bluffing
It's easier to blur your mind than let it win
Lie to friends and just pretend
I'm alright but here I am again
Where do you go when the drinks all gone
Where do you go when the parties done
Chasing the night on the same old street
No one to hold and got no where to be
Where do you go when the highs no fun
Where do you go when you don't have someone
Why am I always the last to leave
It's just me
And all the other lonely people
All the other lonely people
The lonely people
Slowly slowly I've been breaking
You've been on my mind for ages
And it keeps on running
All of these strangers looking for angels
All that we need is somebody to save us
Hoping for someone
Who makes us feel something
Where do you go when the drinks all gone
Where do you go when the parties done
Chasing the night on the same old street
No one to hold and got no where to be
Where do you go when the highs no fun
Where do you go when you don't have someone
Why am I always the last to leave
It's just me
And all the other lonely people
All the other lonely people
The lonely people
♪
Waking up in empty places
Jagged rooms and gilded cages
But I still feel nothing
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7CEwv044aumuJzN470mPXL | Aidan Martin | Easy - Ofenbach Remix | (My love, my love, my love)
(My love, my love, my love)
(My love, my love, my love)
I just wanna hold you close
I wanna breathe in all your chemicals
But they're flammable
Never get the chemistry right
Now we're blowing up in the night, night
I know that you feed me lies
And I keep swallowing them every time
Just to say you're mine
Never been that good with pain
It's easier to walk away
Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why?
Why do I always choose somebody
Who's gonna make a mess out of me?
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love don't come easy
Every time I fall from grace
It's all the way from out of space
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love don't come easy
I just wanna say the words
But I still wait for you to say 'em first
Then the bubble burst
Always tryna fall too far
Then I hit the ground too hard
I want something more than a weekend
Someone who can dive in the deep end
I just wanna know from the start
That everything I need's what you are
Why do I always choose somebody
Who's gonna make a mess out of me?
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love don't come easy
Every time I fall from grace
It's all the way from out of space
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love, it don't come easy
(My love, my love, my love)
I don't know what's wrong with (my love, my love, my love)
Don't know where I'm going (my love, my love, my love)
My love, no, it don't come easy (my love, my love, my love)
And if we're being honest (my love, my love, my love)
Oh, it's already broken (my love, my love, my love)
My love, mmh-mmh
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03UOUsopr9Nq6Ij4l38ksE | Aidan Martin | Easy | (My love, my love, my love)
(My love, my love, my love)
(My love, my love, my love)
I just wanna hold you close
I wanna breathe in all your chemicals
But they're flammable
Never get the chemistry right
Now we're blowing up in the night, night
I know that you feed me lies
And I keep swallowing them every time
Just to say your mine
Never been that good with pain
It's easier to walk away
Why?
Why?
Why? Why? Why?
Why do I always choose somebody
Who's gonna make a mess out of me?
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love don't come easy
Every time I fall from grace
It's all the way from out of space
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love don't come easy
I just wanna say the words
But I still wait for you to say 'em first
Then the bubble burst
Always tryna fall too far
Then I hit the ground too hard
I want something more than a weekend
Someone who can dive in the deep end
I just wanna know from the start
That everything I need's what you are
Why do I always choose somebody
Who's gonna make a mess out of me?
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love don't come easy
Every time I fall from grace
It's all the way from out of space
Oh, God, what's wrong with me?
My love, it don't come easy
(My love, my love, my love)
I don't know what's wrong with (my love, my love, my love)
Don't know where I'm going (my love, my love, my love)
My love, no it don't come easy
(My love, my love, my love)
And if we're being honest (my love, my love, my love)
Oh, it's already broken (my love, my love, my love)
My love, ooh
I just wanna hold you close
I wanna breathe in all your chemicals
But they're flammable
Never get the chemistry right
Now we're blowing up in the night
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0RIuc7NFiUS8yT9BOPQgha | Aidan Martin | Good Things Take Time | I remember what you said to me
When you sat to me down when I was 17
Too young to understand a thing
As you laid it out, all that I could be
Do you know that feeling drowning underwater
All I need is you, but I can't even call you
The dirt on my skin got me feeling like I'll never be clean
Getting all too familiar with going under
Blacking out every night just to feel numb, yeah
The hurt in my life, always putting me back at my knees
Oh, even when I've been out all night
Even when I'm fucking up my life
Even when I'm losing my mind
I know that good things take time
And if you ask me then I'm alright
I'll covеr up my shit with more lies
The truth is somе days I wanna die
But the good things take time
Sometimes you'll find me screaming at the sky
How could you leave me here?
Please just tell me why (tell me why)
But I remember what you said to me
Every word it burns, this fire in memories
Do you know that feeling drowning underwater
All I need is you, but I can't even call you
The dirt on my skin got me feeling like I'll never be clean
Oh, even when I've been out all night
Even when I'm fucking up my life
Even when I'm losing my mind
I know that good things take time
And if you ask me then I'm alright
I'll cover up my shit with more lies
The truth is some days I wanna die
But the good things take time
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Always chasing after the quick highs
But the good things take time
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh
So even when I've been up all night
Even when I'm fucking up my life
Even when I'm losing my mind
I know that good things take time
Even when I've been up all night
Even when I'm fuckin up my life
Even when I'm losing my mind
I know that good things take time
And if you ask me then I'm alright
I'll cover up my shit with more lies
The truth is some days I wanna die
But the good things take time
(Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh) Good things take time
(Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh) Good things take time
Good things take time
Good things take time
(Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh) Good things take time
(Ooh-oh-oh-oh-ooh) Good things take time
Ooh-oh-oh
Good things take time
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3RqISMq6qAAijzW3K2RdPr | Aidan Martin | Hurting You | I'm cold and so broken
All the whilst though your arms wide open
Still lonely when you hold me
I'm trying, ain't changing
Even though I know it drives you crazy
I'm lying to you, baby
And I hate this way I am
All the shit was never planned
I don't wanna give this up if I'm gon' knock you down
Oh I'm holding on to something thinking you'll be alright
But I'm taking all your loving and I don't give you mine
If I had the heart to love you, I would put up a fight
But baby, it hurts when I'm hurting you
When I'm hurting you
Being honest is so hard and
I tried to save you but you keep on fallin'
So sorry, I'm not happy
And I hate this way I am
All the shit was never planned
I don't wanna give this up if I'm gonna knock you down
Oh I'm holding on to something thinking you'll be alright
But I'm taking all your loving and I don't give you mine
If I had the heart to love you, I would put up a fight
But baby, it hurts when I'm hurting you
So tell me where the light is
'Cause I'm struggling to fight
Just a little peace of mind
I said tell me where the light is
We both know there ain't no way
That well never be the same
Oh I'm holding on to something thinking you'll be alright
But I'm taking all your love and I don't give you mine
If I had the heart to love you I would put up a fight
But baby, it hurts, oh it hurts, oh
Oh I'm holding on to something thinking you'll be alright
But I'm taking all your loving and I don't give you mine
If I had the heart to love you, I would put up a fight
But baby, it hurts when I'm hurting you
Oh and I'm holding on to something thinking you'll be alright
But I'm taking all your love when I dont give you mine
If I had the heart to love you, I would put up a fight
But baby, it hurts when I'm hurting you
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5o3DN6v1Wf2OUaN164H5vP | Aidan Martin | I Blame You | I thought I heard you call my name
I'm standing in an empty space, these walls
If they could talk, they'd tell it all
I'm falling out of all the bars
Telling strangers how you broke my heart
Can't stop, I never lost what you forgot
Tell me that looking back
You know I did nothing wrong
Why can't you tell the truth
Say that it's all your fault
So I blame you
For all the nights that I get wasted
I blame you
For the happiness I'm faking
How can you stand?
Watching me fall
Whenever you scream
You say nothing at all
So I blame you
I blame you
It's when I wake up and I just forget
I go to touch you, but there's nobody there
I wish you felt the hit, just like I did
Tell me that looking back
You know I did nothing wrong
Why can't you tell the truth
Say that it's all your fault
So I blame you
For all the nights that I get wasted
I blame you
For the happiness I'm faking
How can you stand?
Watching me fall
Whenever you scream, you say nothing at all
So I blame you
I blame you
Wasted cries when these days are done
Like everything, we go back to dust
I pray, that you never change
So I blame you
Just to make myself feel better
I blame you
'Cause I just miss us being together
How can you stand?
Watching me fall
Whenever you scream, you say nothing at all
I blame you
I blame you
I blame you
I blame you
So I blame you
I blame you
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07O3JR3PRzTaNwYwNFpxDe | Aidan Martin | Sin in Your Skin | I'm scared to sleep, afraid to dream
I'm playing out what we could have been
And I'm Just so tired of holding my eyes
Maybe it was me who let you down
But all I ever wanted was to make you proud
And I'm just so tired of all of this trying
Cause I've lost my mind
All this cruelness to be kind
Why is it gotta a fell so good to hurt me
Why is it gotta taste so sweet to fight
I'm running and I'll never stay
I'm never gonna take the pain
Baby you got sin in your skin
I'm always getting caught up in your rage
And I'm the one who is bruised by all your pain
And babe I'm so tired of all of this trying
And I've lost my mind
All this cruelness to be kind
Why is it gotta a fell so good to hurt me
Why is it gotta taste so sweet to fight
I'm running and I'll never stay
I'm never gonna take the pain
Baby you got sin in your skin
♪
So don't you call me when you're down
Don't you call me cause now
You put my bones in the ground
Your tidal wave to my heart made me drown
And now I find the strenght to cut you out
Why is it gotta a fell so good to hurt me
Why is it gotta taste so sweet to fight
I'm running and I'll never stay
I'm never ever gonna take the pain
Baby you got sin in your skin
Why is it gotta a fell so good to hurt me
Why is it gotta taste so sweet to fight
I'm running and I'll never stay
I'm never ever gonna take the pain
Baby you got sin in your skin
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6suFxJLH4cAmi1UvHulsHu | Aidan Martin | Punchline | I don't know
If I am in the crowd though
I stand alone
You know all the words, but don't sing along
Every single eye has been watching me
But they don't see
That I am a just another, trying to find a way
To hold on to your loving
Laugh away the pain
I don't need, no cameras to see a point of view
I need someone to turn to
I guess my heart never learns
No use in finding the words
If you're never here when it hurts
'Cause I'm joke
Waiting for the punchline
Gather around
Maybe then you realize that I'm not a clown
I hope that in the sadness you happy now
Everybody is waiting for a show
But they don't know
That I am a just another, trying to find a way
To hold on to your loving
Laugh away the pain
I don't need, no cameras to see a point of view
I need someone to turn to
I guess my heart never learns
No use in finding the words
If you're never here when it hurts
All your mistakes
I don't want to make
I deserve the truth, but you lie
I don't know why I'm so surprised
No matter how hard I try
I'm just a joke
Waiting for the punchline
You blessed love that we found
You laugh away
So laugh away
I'm just a joke, you don't know
How you take
I guess my heart never learns
No use in finding the words
If you're never here when it hurts
All your mistakes
I don't to want to make
I deserve the truth, but you lie
I don't know why I'm so surprised
No matter how hard I try
I'm just a joke
Waiting for the punchline
Waiting for
Waiting for
Waiting for
Waiting for the punchline
Waiting for
Waiting for
Waiting for
Waiting for the punchline
| en |
0vDIjw6CATd4C94ZH96B6L | Aidan Martin | Punchline (Acoustic) | I don't know if I'm in the crowd do I stand alone
You know all the words, but don't sing along
Every single eye has been watching me
But they don't see
Francais
Je ne sais pas si je suis dans la foule, est-ce que je suis seul
Tu connais tous les mots, mais tu ne les chantes pas
Chaque regard m'a observé
Mais aucun n'a vu
That I am a just another, trying to find a way
To hold onto your loving, laugh away the pain
I don't need no cameras to see your point of view
I need someone to turn to
Francais
Que je suis juste un autre qui essaie de trouver la manière
De garder ton amour, de rire de la douleur
Je n'ai pas besoin de caméra pour voir ton point de vue
J'ai besoin de quelqu'un vers qui me tourner
I guess my heart never learns
No use in finding the words
If you're never here when it hurts
'Cause I'm a joke, waiting for the punchline
Francais
Je suppose que mon cœur n'apprendra jamais
Inutile de chercher les mots
Si tu n'es jamais là quand ça fait mal
Puisque je suis une blague, j'attends la phrase juste (phrase choc)
Gather 'round
Maybe then you'll realize I'm not a clown
I hope that in the sadness you're happy now
Everybody's waiting for a show, but they don't know
Francais
Approche toi
Peut-être qu'alors réaliseras -tu que je ne suis pas un clown
J'espère que dans la tristesse tu es heureuse maintenant
Tout le monde attend un spectacle, mais ils ne savent pas
That I am a just another, trying to find a way
To hold onto your loving, laugh away the pain
I don't need no cameras to see your point of view
I need someone to turn to
Francais
Que je suis juste un autre qui essaie de trouver la manière
De garder ton amour, de rire de la douleur
Je n'ai pas besoin de caméra pour voir ton point de vue
J'ai besoin de quelqu'un vers qui me tourner
I guess my heart never learns
No use in finding the words
If you're never here when it hurts
All your mistakes, I don't to want to make
I deserve the truth, but you lie
I don't know why I'm so surprised
No matter how hard I try
I'm just a joke, waiting for the punchline
Francais
Je suppose que mon cœur n'apprendra jamais
Inutile de chercher les mots
Si tu n'es jamais là quand ça fait mal
Toutes tes erreurs que je ne veux pas faire
Je mérite la vérité, mais tu me mens
Je ne sais pas pourquoi je suis si surpris
Peu importe à quel point j'essaye
Je suis une blague qui attend la phrase juste (phrase choc)
You lost that love that we found
You laugh away, so laugh away
Said I'm just a joke you don't know
How to take
Francais
Tu as perdu cet amour que nous avions trouvé
Tu ries, alors continue de rire
En disant que je ne suis qu'une blague que tu ne sais pas
Comment prendre
I guess my heart never learns
No use in finding the words
If you're never here when it hurts
All your mistakes, I don't to want to make
I deserve the truth, but you lie
I don't know why I'm so surprised
No matter how hard I try
I'm just a joke, waiting for the punchline
Francais
Je suppose que mon cœur n'apprendra jamais
Inutile de chercher les mots
Si tu n'es jamais là quand ça fait mal
Toutes tes erreurs, je ne veux pas faire
Je mérite la vérité, mais tu me mens
Je ne sais pas pourquoi je suis si surpris
Peu importe à quel point j'essaye
Puisque je suis une blague, j'attends la phrase juste (phrase choc)
Waiting for
J'attends
Waiting for
Waiting for
Waiting for the punchline
J'attends la phrase juste
Waiting for
Waiting for
J'attends
Waiting for
Waiting for the punchline
J'attends la phrase juste
Waiting for the punchline
| en |
2jBe0JwHUxPi02bvSigPdg | Mon Rivera | Lluvia con Nieve | Lluvia
Nieve
Lluvia
Con nieve
Lluvia
Nieve
Lluvia
Con nieve
♪
Lluvia
Nieve
Lluvia
Con nieve
Lluvia
Nieve
Lluvia
Con nieve
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69PJYKfZotyBVTuaKoMwwI | Rytikal | Beauty in the Struggle | Yow Saint Thomas
Airy Castle
Yow Tekktroniic
Dem fi know enuh
Yow Epic
We suffer, we fight, we rise and we fall
It's just... just life
We all gotta face it someday
There is beauty in the struggle, you've made it
Ugliness in the success just the same
Yeah, this a facts weh mi notice
Shoutout to di dawgs weh mi grow wid
Di road rough weh mi walk but mi doh slip
Mi show love all when mi hear cyaa' hold it
Never give up nuh matter waah gwaan round mi
Mi hold mi own all when mi dawk and lonely
But there is nutt'n inna mi past, cyaa' judge mi
Because mi learn fi move on
We suffer, we fight, we rise and we fall
It's just... just life
We all gotta face it someday
There is beauty in the struggle, you've made it
Ugliness in the success just the same
There is beauty in the struggle, you name it
So fight for what can bring you the changes
But there's ugliness in the success just the same
All the love we show can leave us with pain
Me a start from nothing
Suh mi nuh care who at all waah grudge me
Nuh matter wah mi work hard, cyaa' hungry
A bet seh dem nuh know salt and dumpling
That's why mi do mi ting, calm and humble
Mi never trip, mi nah fall nor stumble
Mi a sumaddy weh walk pon bruk foot
Anything at all mi waah do, a me it up to
Mi a sumaddy weh cyaa' fail, just look
Trust mi have sickle, cyaa' stay, it muss move
Nuff deh inna mi pathway, mi just prove
But love deh inna mi heart straight anuh blood
Mi find beauty inna di struggle
Fit up every pieces inna di puzzle
Mi nah wait, mi a dweet before mi get old
Cause my pickney fi a do better than me even though...
We suffer, we fight, we rise and we fall
It's just... just life
We all gotta face it someday
There is beauty in the struggle, you've made it
Ugliness in the success just the same
There is beauty in the struggle, you name it
So fight for what can bring you the changes
But there's ugliness in the success just the same
All the love we show can leave us with pain
(We suffer, we fight, we rise and we fall)
(Just life)
(We all gotta face it someday)
(There is beauty in the struggle, you've made it)
(Ugliness in the success just the same)
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0n81yw2IFUG6imbKQbd1hT | Rytikal | Chosen | I cried onto the Lord with my voice
With my voice onto the Lord did I make my supplications
I poured out my complaints before him
I shewed before my troubles
When my soul was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path
In the way wherein I walked have they privately laid a snare for me
The full has never been told yet
The truth has never been spoken of
It's like I've never been homе
Still I've never been homеless
Give thanks to Jah
I was never alone
What if I was hopeless?
Would they really ignore me?
What if I was broken or torment?
Would they really bring more stress?
What if I've never been so blessed?
What would I really become?
What would life really be like if I never had no friends?
Would I still be me or someone else?
Is it really just like a hero haffi die before everyone notice?
Have I really got chosen? Wo-oah
Am I really that potent?
Is it really my pride? Have my tears gone dry?
And me just can't show them no more?
Am I really that broken? Wo-oah
Have I really got chosen?
They don't really know, (they don't know)
They don't really, they don't really know
They don't really know (they don't know)
But who feels it, knows it
Torturing emotions approaching
Burning inside like coalskill
But one thing fi sure, I'll hold still
What if I had no strength?
Would they tell me I love you again?
What if I had nothing but myself?
Would it have been said in the first place?
Tell me how can you know who's real or fake when people pretend everyday?
Tell me who will be there for you in times when nobody can help?
Is it really just like a hero haffi die before everyone notice?
Have I really got chosen? Wo-oah
Am I really that potent?
Is it really my pride? Have my tears gone dry?
And me just can't show them no more?
Am I really that broken? Wo-oah
Have I really got chosen?
They don't really know, (they don't know)
They don't really, they don't really know
They don't really know (they don't know)
But who feels it, knows it
Torturing emotions approaching
Burning inside like coalskill
But one thing fi sure, I'll hold still
All when dem mek di closest enemy don't win
Legendary portfolio, me teleporting
Tell mi weh dem deh before mi leggo di porcelain
Them lef' mi broken, a better dat did do mi nose bridge
All when a Covid, dem couldn't hold mi
Mi success a keep yuh posted, deh pon di road still
Mi a push a current weh current, JPS couldn't hold the voltage
And mi fortress nuh susceptible to forces, mi hold mi own still
Is it really just like a hero haffi die before everyone notice?
Am I really that potent? Wo-oah
Have I really got chosen?
Is it really my pride? Have my tears gone dry?
And me just can't show them no more?
Am I really that broken? Wo-oah
Have I really got chosen?
They don't really know, (they don't know)
They don't really, they don't really know
They don't really know (they don't know)
But who feels it, knows it
Torturing emotions approaching
Burning inside like coalskill
But one thing fi sure, I'll hold still
The full has never been told yet
The truth has never been spoken of
It's like I've never been home
Still I've never been homeless
Give thanks to Jah
I was never alone
Is it really just like a hero haffi die before anyone notice?
Have I really got chosen? Wo-oah
Am I really that potent?
Is it really my pride? Have my tears gone dry?
And me just can't show them no more?
Am I really that broken? Wo-oah
Have I really got chosen?
They don't really know, (they don't know)
They don't really, they don't really know
They don't really know (they don't know)
But who feels it, knows it
Torturing emotions approaching
Burning inside like coalskill
But one thing fi sure, I'll hold still
What if I had no strength?
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764mhTks6eJyqcKw4itUQ2 | Rytikal | Cookie Jar | Mi seh yuh know di artist weh name Rytikal?
Mi seh mi cyan wait stick him up
Bad fuck and suck off
Yuh know seh di bwoy gimmi ah buzz
Coulda deal
Skin it out
Ah di war king inna yuh hole
Ryti don't
Seh she wan' mi fi dig it out
Fly weh yuh Vicky draws, wicked dan e drone
If wi fuck inna di bushes, all pigeon haffi know
She say, "How?"
Tun 'round and buss ah pretty pose
Ah gwan fuck yuh mek yuh talk wah yuh never say before
She say, "Yuh cyan cum yah now?"
Dat ah nuh fi now
She fly off ah di cocky and 'tuff it inna she mouth
(Pussyclaat)
Rytikal, mi nuh do di talk
Mi will put cocky pon yuh pussy, 'til yuh pussy talk
Knock mi ah knock it out like ah Kumina
Cocky 'tep inna yuh pussy like weh mi do mi car
When she pull mi pants, she say, "Cookie jar?"
Just di look in her face, mi see seh she wi' juggle balls
Mi nuh carry dead cocky, mi nuh do di morgue
Mi wi' stab e pon rapid like when di Uzi claat
Nuh gyal cyan request mi cocky and mi itch up
Unless she nuh appropriate fi fuck
Her bow legs lif' up while mi ah force it up
She seh mi cocky sweet like syrup
Mi nuh back fist no, mi nuh choke bishop
From mi wan' pussy gyal skin out
Kyle bring a bad bitch and say ah mi own it now
Mi mek body sore di throat
(Skin it out)
Rytikal initially known
Mi nuh care if ah big hole, mi ah deliver mi force
Di 'mount ah gyal weh ah send message inna mi phone
When mi look inna mi scope good, ah pussy she ah show
Yuh see right now?
Ah Rytikal mi ah pree
And yuh see anywhere him deh?
Mi ah sign him and blow him off
Rytikal
Hear wah, mi nuh do di talk
Mi will put cocky pon yuh pussy, 'til yuh pussy talk
Mi nuh lick pussy jaw, mi nuh Scooby dawg
Mek di hole scorch when mi put mi third foot in har
Woulda deal
When she pull mi pants, she say, "Cookie jar?"
Just di look in her face, mi see seh she wi' juggle balls
Mi nuh carry dead cocky, mi nuh do di morgue
Mi wi' stab pon e rapid like when di Uzi claat
Nuh gyal cyan request mi cocky and mi itch up
Unless she nuh appropriate fi fuck
Her bow legs lif' up while mi ah force it up
She seh mi cocky sweet like syrup
Mi nuh back fist no, mi nuh choke bishop
From mi wan' pussy gyal skin out
Kyle bring a bad bitch and say ah mi own it now
Mi mek body sore di throat
(Skin it out)
Ah di war king inna yuh hole
Ryti don't
Seh she wan' mi fi dig it out
Fly weh yuh Vicky draws, wicked dan e drone
If wi fuck inna di bushes, all pigeon haffi know
She say, "How?"
Tun 'round and buss a pretty pose
Ah gwan fuck yuh mek yuh talk
Ah gwan fuck yuh mek yuh talk
Ah gwan fuck yuh mek yuh talk wah yuh never say before
East-Syde
Dynasty
Billionaire weh yuh seh?
Billion gyal inna year?
Girl, what you wan'
Ah Rytikal she want
(Ah di war king inna yuh hole)
(Ryti don't)
(Seh she wan' mi fi dig it out)
(Fly weh yuh Vicky draws, wicked dan e drone)
(If wi fuck inna di bushes, all pigeon haffi know)
(Tun 'round and buss ah pretty pose)
(Ah gwan fuck yuh mek yuh talk wah yuh never say before)
(Dat ah nuh fi now)
(She fly off ah di cocky and 'tuff it inna she mouth)
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02tuq9VGMAQpYYp70z2fBI | Lash | Take Me Away | Yeah, yeah
Get up, get out
Move on, move on there's no doubt
I'm all wrong and you're right
It's all the same with you
I'm too thin, too fat
You ask why, so do I
So do I, so do I, so do I, yeah
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I wanna shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away
Around and around
Here we go again
It's the same old start
With the same old end
Turn my head
Turn it back again
It's the same old shit, never ends
Do this, do that
Can't deal, can't deal with that
I'll tune in, tune out
I've heard it all before
Hello, goodbye
You never askin' me why
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, yeah
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I wanna shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away (I wanna get out)
Around and around
Here we go again
It's the same old start
With the same old end
Turn my head
Turn it back again
It's the same old shit, never ends
Yeah, yeah
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I wanna shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away
Don't wanna grow up
I wanna get out
Hey, take me away
I wanna shout out
Take me away, away, away, away, away
♪
Around and around
Here we go again
It's the same old start
With the same old end
Turn my head
Turn it back again
It's the same old shit, never ends
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3QQdlghuccq0DzSHeAg7Wq | Afroman | Hunter Got High | Shout-out to Baste Records (hey, yeah, la-da-da)
Ayo, Hunter (la-da-da-da)
Roll another one of those congressional blunts, brotha (la-da-da-da)
He was gonna get his laptop fixed, but Hunter got high (ooh)
He wasn't gonna show all them dick pics, but hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
He shoulda let Hillary bleach his whole hard drive (yeah, ayy)
Hunter got high (hey), Hunter got high, Hunter got high
He wasn't gonna mess with the hoes, but Hunter got high (ooh)
He was gonna take 'em all out on a boat, but Hunter got high
He's the smartest man Joe ever knew in his life, yeah-hey
'Til Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
He was gonna go visit his dad, but Hunter got high (ooh)
He thought he had a secret stash, but Hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
The White House got shut down, we all know why (come on, man), yeah-hey
Hunter got High, Hunter got High, Hunter got High
He never could paint worth a fuck, Hunter got high (ooh)
Now he gets a half a mil' and up, "Damn, that's high" (that's higher than me)
Biden never used to start (damn) with B-U-Y, yeah-hey
'Til Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high
Ukraine wasn't part of the plan, 'til Hunter got high (ooh)
China wasn't that big of a fan, 'til Hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
He wasn't gonna split it all with the old big guy (come on, man), yeah-hey
'Til Hunter got high, 'til Hunter got high, Hunter got high
He wasn't gonna go to court, but Hunter got high (ooh)
He'd never been indicted before, but Hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
His attorney's out smokin' a bowl, and we all know why (why, man?) Yeah-hey
'Cause Hunter got high (hey), Hunter got high (yeah), Hunter got high
He was making 80 G's a month (ooh), but Hunter got high (ooh, whoa, ooh)
On a job, brotha ain't never done, Hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
He got more LLC's than John Gotti's ex-wife (yeah-hey)
Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high (go, go, go, go...)
His cousin never was a pimp 'til Hunter got high (go, go)
He had the best friends that money could rent, but Hunter got high (la-da-da-da)
Just imagine if he wasn't rich, and so damn white, yeah-hey
The cops would raid his house, eat his lemon pound cake
Disconnect his cameras and steal his money
Ooh
Hey, yeah
La-da-da-da
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21nC1okP6wB2jxXt2IMkoM | Afroman | Lemon Pound Cake | The Adams County Sheriff kicked down my door
Then I heard the glass break
They found no kidnapping victims
Just some lemon pound cake
Mama's lemon pound cake
It tastes so nice
It made the sheriff wanna put down his gun
And cut him a slice (of what? Of what?)
Lemon pound cake
He wanna put down his Glock
Lemon pound cake
Trending on TikTok
Lemon pound cake
He's a family guy
Lemon pound cake
Got the munchies because he got high
Lemon pound cake, pound cake
He's a Adams County Sheriff
He's hungry and he's big as hell (mmm-hmm)
He was sniffing for weed
Then he smelled another smell (what was that?)
Mama's lemon pound cake
It tastes so nice
It made the sheriff wanna put down his gun
And cut him a slice (of what? Of what?)
Lemon pound cake
He wanna put down his Glock
Lemon pound cake
Trending on TikTok
Lemon pound cake
He's a family guy
Lemon pound cake
Got the munchies because he got high
Lemon pound cake, pound cake
He sees my cake
And my porno mag called, "Boom-boom"
Something happened to his camera
On the way to the evidence room
Mama's lemon pound cake
It tastes so nice
Make the sheriff wanna put down his gun
And cut him a slice (of what? Of what?)
Lemon pound cake
He wanna put down his Glock
Lemon pound cake
Trending on TikTok
Lemon pound cake
He's a family guy
Lemon pound cake
Got the munchies because he got high
Lemon pound cake, pound cake
Lemon pound cake
He wanna put down his Glock
Lemon pound cake
Trending on TikTok
Lemon pound cake
He's a family guy
Lemon pound cake
Got the munchies because he got high
Lemon pound cake, pound cake
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679zLMarH2Fxz6Hei9XTEb | Afroman | Wet Tight Energy | Hey mama
When you gone start paying
Pimp daddy I can be your reality
I see you got that wet tight energy
Ladies pull out their breast and they go live
While I sign em and drink Colt 45
Make her sang to this thang like a microphone
Stick it in her pussy and I fuck her all night long
Ain't too many bitches that can handle me
Pimp daddy I can be your reality
Imma tell you how I want it
Fire up the kush and get blunted
Feel good don't it?
Gentleman call you madam (Call you madam)
Fuck you in my Stacy Adams
I'm just being honest
Dick long, hard as steel
Fuck you in my '83 Coupe Deville
Gang the skank, keep my money top ranked
She can keep her little two cents in the bank
I like what I see
A boss like me need an employee
She between the sheets getting paid lowkey
Make a trick where a rubber, but no not me
On the count of three, tricks pay for the hunnid
Bad bitches bring real pimps money
Bad bitches hate a pimp cause he ain't no trick
Pimp suit, gator boots with a big 'ol dick uhh
Pimp daddy I can be your reality
I see you got that wet tight energy
Ladies pull out their breast and they go live
While I sign em and drink Colt 45
Not too many bitches that can handle me
Give a pimp that wet tight energy
Not too many bitches that can handle me
Give a pimp that wet tight energy
Got that wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
That wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
Got that wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
That wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
Imma tell you how I want it
1, 2, 3 get blunted
Imma real pimp
Them tricks are phony what you want?
Steak or bologna?
I'm just being honest women find my dick tasty
Cumming real hard in they mouth from the race play
First class fly way
Rolls Royce because I got high way
Every night we do it my way
On the count of three, trick pay for the hunnid
Bad bitches bring real pimps money
Bad bitches hate a pimp cause he ain't no trick
Pimp suit, gator boots with a big 'ol dick ayye
Pimp daddy I can be your reality
I see you got that wet tight energy
Ladies pull out their breast and they go live
While I sign em and drink Colt 45
Not too many bitches that can handle me
Give a pimp that wet tight energy
Not too many bitches that can handle me
Give a pimp that wet tight energy
Got that wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
That wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
Got that wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
That wet tight energy (Wet tight energy)
(Got that wet tight) Ohh
(Got that wet tight)
(Got that wet tight, wet tight, wet tight)
(Got that wet tight)
(Got that wet tight)
(This is that wet tight)
(Wet tight, wet tight, wet tight baby)
(Ohh yeah)
(Camel toe babe)
(Oh bae, baby)
(Do-do-do-do-do-do baby)
(Wet tight baby)
(Wet tight energy)
(I need that wet tight energy girl yeah)
(Oh baby)
(Lemon pound cake)
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1lwVTKhQdIx6XOHMP9yERh | Afroman | 48 Hrs | Oh, yeah
Afroman, what up O.G
They didn't see this comin' did they
Woo
First I get to smokin'
And then I get to drinkin'
And then it's like I can't slow down (slow down)
E'ry thing in slow-motion
The fuck was I thinkin'
I feel like I might never turn down (turn down)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
My phone ringin' buncha missed calls
My ass shakin' from the withdrawals
I'm seein' double like criss-cross
My wifey yellin' she's pissed off
Keeps tellin' me to come home
But I can't leave till this buzz gone
I keep askin' her what's wrong
Empty beer bottles on the front lawn
Hot as a 'saff and I don't even know
We just ran out of 40s let's go get some mo'
Rollin' up dope when I'm pourin' Patrón
So I light it then inhale the smoke in my nose
Shout out to the O.G. Afroman
When we drop 'dis it better get a platinum plaque
We got 'em stressed out
They might need an Ativan
Let's have a party in the Chevrolet Astrovan
Now I'm feelin' wavy in that pink Mercedes
Kush so green like I'm in the Navy
I don't never chase and I been livin' dangerous
Now I'm cross-eyed and I'm feelin' lazy
My therapist told me to go get some help
I drank so many 40s I'm pissin' myself
As soon as I'm sober I'll figure it out
Till then keep my name and my dick out ya' mouth
From Cali' to Canada this shit official
I'm crematin' rappers to roll in my Swisher
I'm busin' 'em down and I don't need no scissors
They pawin' out 40s and posin' for pictures
Ain't nobody fuckin' wit' me
Buddy, I'm raw
I keep doin' my thang
Gettin' money on tour
I been up for 48, I might need 24 more
Me 'n Afroman set another high score
First I get to smokin'
And then I get to drinkin'
And then it's like I can't slow down (slow down)
E'ry thing in slow-motion
The fuck was I thinkin'
I feel like I might never turn down (turn down)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
Dick is so slick, gator boots
67 slick prostitutes
Them hip cuffs, them stay kank
Them fur coats, them go right
That Cadillac with them bow ties
Makin' money all durin' the Coronavirus
Smokin' to the airport, flyin' first class
Flight attendant past, meet in first class
She turned around and show me her fat ass
Sat on my lap and took pictures, do a pass
Though I got baggage out the baggage claim
She tag me on IG and DMed the names
Hustlin' game, fortunate fame
Young and old people they all know my name
Limousine, plenty green to the hotel
Girls wanna smoke with the rapper from Dale
Meet 'n then greet, swisher n' sweetin'
I got the munchies, Im eatin' n' eatin'
Bluetooth (tooth)
Green room
Colt 45 I do consume
Reach in the cooler and pull out a drink
Smoke on my dank, say what I think
Buzzin' on liquor
Performance was sicker
I like my girls thicker, she let me dick 'er
Speakers was bumpin', the people was jumpin'
The woman was humpin', my lyrics were thumpin'
Perfect attendant, perfect endin'
Afroman, Merkules trendin'
Rags, riches, fans, bitches
Parkin' lot pimpin', money, bitches
Work wit' jeez like Merkules
Make ya girl twerk then skate on deez
First I get to smokin'
And then I get to drinkin'
And then it's like I can't slow down (slow down)
E'ry thing in slow-motion
The fuck was I thinkin'
I feel like I might never turn down (turn down)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
I been up for 48 hours
I ain't tryna go to sleep
(I ain't tryna go to sleep)
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2V4FlRcMGciqPowXQm9BYz | Afroman | Just My Paranoia | Ya know
I dun been to jail for a lot of stupid shit
and when you go to jail for a lot of stupid shit, you try not to go back
and... ya know i take percausion ya know
however, sometimes you can take too much percausion to the point where
it gets rediculious... oh man
Each day at my dope spot, i watch him as he passes by
I say to myself, he looks like the FBI
A white man like him, what is he doing over here?
i wonder, what does he want
then he asked me "you gotta light, you wanna help me smoke this blunt"
(chorus)
It was just my paranoia, hey heyy
runnin away with me yea
It was just my parania
runnin away
Down on my luck couldn't fine no job
id rather sell dope and rob, why squab?
I know i cant do it forever
so uh ima do it quick and clever, however
Drinkin' malt liquor, smokin endo
Two cops ran pass my window
Its a raid, uh thats what i assume
I flushed two ounces in the bathroom
I ran out the back
Before they could find me
come to find out, they raided the house behind me
yea man they went through my back yard
hopped over the fence.anyway
(chorus)
It was just my paranoia, hey heyy
runnin away with me yea
It was just my parania
runnin away
Im tellin you man, your paranoia can get to you
i remember i use to trip everything, know what ima sayin
I'd be chillin wit the hom... we'd be goin off man
you know what i hate though
i hate them late model cars dawg on it
look like vice wit all those attenas on it
paranoid, i use to sell yayo man
trippin on the telephone and the mail man
Treat customers like compulsive liars
raise they shirt and check for wires
I got a little money, but i need a little more
dam, somebody's knockin at my front door
some guy in a shirt and tie
is it homicide or FBI
does he have a warrent for Joseph Foreman?
oh you're a moreman?
(chorus)
It was just my paranoia, hey heyy
runnin away with me yea
It was just my parania
runnin away
hey man, you know where my paranoia really get me at man?
when im walkin through the mall or shoppin
everybody be lookin like undercovers cause they be starin
and i dont be knowin, ya know what im sayin
I hate sellin dope, i think about stoppin
Undercover cops follow me while im shoppin
Trackin me, wit a hidden camera
plottin to through me back in the slamma
they think i dont see em
but yes i do, they some haters
actin like they pickin tomatas
im ready, for a quick decision
keep em, im my perifial vision
i see em in the airport, plain and clear
street clothes with that little wire in they ear
they rush me, shake my hand
im your biggest fan
sign this for me Afroman
(chorus x2)
It was just my paranoia, hey heyy
runnin away with me yea
It was just my parania
runnin away
ya know, i wrote a hit song
"because i got high"
sign with universal
now my bank accounts drivin
Universal Records year man
took my money like enron
broke and alone, things got hard
however, it brought me close to god
i changed my life and became a christian
singer, rapper and musician
ive been high, ive been low
ive been rich, ive been poor
ive been right, ive been wrong
since i been wit god, my paranoia's gone
(new chorus x2 fades)
No more paranoia hey hey
runnin away wit me yea
i have no more paranoia
runnin away
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0NTDZNRY3VD7onFv7FbVil | Afroman | Pimpin' Pennsylvania | [Chorus:]
Afromans pimpin Pennsylvania.
If you don't know how to suck, I'll train ya.
Flyin down the 76 like a 76er.
Between the turn table keep the Colt 45 in the mixer.)
Chillin With My girl in Pittsburgh
Fuckin her tits whiles I hit the herb
Fucking her friend in State College.
No degree, just ghetto knowledge
She's from Penn State
I'm from the State penn
I'm afro mutherfuckin M A N
Getting licked by a girl in Lancaster.
Leavin her face a complete disaster
Pots Town, Weeds Ville.
Pennsylvania getin high for real
Betty with the Gettysburg Address
I raised her dress and left a mess
This girl from Altoona
I opened her legs, it was all tuna
I met this girl from Clearfield
When the coast was clear, I fucked her in the field
[Repeat Chorus:]
Just up in the city of brotherly love.
What a bunch of Faggots
I'm just playin damn
You know I like Randall Cunningham
Dr. J, Charles Barkley,
Iverson, I ain't done
The Fresh Prince, Jazzy Jeff
Schooly D, smokin blunts to death
So Dr. J, fuck that J
Roll me a Philly for the city of Philly
We used to be boys but we turned them in with the munchies
Eatin Philly Cheese steak again
Who's that smoking by the liberty Bell?
It's Afroman from East Palmdale
Signing the declaration of independence from our dependence.
[Repeat Chorus:]
Lauren, from the city of Warren told me I was boring
I pimp slapped Lauren now I got Lauren out there whoren
Met this girl form Grove City, as I drove, she flashed her titties
I dropped her off in Clarion, Slapped her on her ass, said carry on
Took my hoes to Johnstown, they jumped out the car, sucked the Johns down
Fucked this girl, form Kittaning, while she was in the backyard tanning.
Met this girl form Chevy Chase Heights, my dick takes frequent flights in her pussy and around the globe.
Back to Latrobe, fuckin in a Ford Probe
[Repeat Chorus:]
Winter time, feeling leery, van broke down right by Lake Erie
Met a little girl in Mill Creek, put my cold hand on her warm butt cheek
Got a motel up 79, turned on the heat and everything was fine
My van got (indc) in Quarry
While I fucked the receptionist Laurie
Did a show that night in Titusville
Afro is the tightest and that's for real
I know why the call it Oil City,
All the women like oil on their tittys
I met a new girl in New Castle
Nothin feels better than a brand new asshole
Virgin girl, from St. Marry,
Afroman poppin that cherry.
Summer, from Somerset
In the wintertime she's still wet
I met a rich lady in Buter,
I said, I'm Afroman, your new butler
[Repeat Chorus:]
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08jCxQ2iGRKGY3P2UIlAXv | Afroman | In Your Pussy | I got another one
What you call a hooker with a runny nose... fool
Hey u like that shit
When a hooker is young she uses vaseline
What she use when she gets old?
Polygrip
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Afroman I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against your ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Afroman palm dale cali get high desert
Any dope valley
When I was a boy I couldn't find a girl
Now I got women all over the world
Like Naughty Nancy from North Carolina
Back n forth in her hot vagina
Is your pussy sore?
She said kinda... she came
People heard her screaming in China
Big Jug June down in Peru
Sucked me till my dick shrivelled up like a prune
10 minutes later my dicks high point
June smoked it like a joint
Your daughters fucked
You caught her yelling
I gotta rotate
In Cape Carteret
Doing the dime at the time
Drinking my jizz like colt 45
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Molly, Molly Blanchete
Licked my dick like a Jolly Rancher
Drove her home from (some place I dunno)
Stuck it in her pussy cause I aint done
Country singers from Nashville
Shaking ass smoking grass fo real
Jumped in the van with the Dixie Chicks
Checked into motherfucking Motel 6
I flew Holly to Hollywood
Pulled out my wood nd fucked her good
Grandma Biggie from Ventura
Drunk ma jizz like insura
Dick sucker Sandy from San Diago
Wont let go my lego
So I Gave her my lego
Then I let go my egg o!
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
I fucked santa's wife in santa cruz
Took off her clothes left on the shoes
Bent her over stuffed her stocking
Right before I came I started BAKAWING!
Suck dick Sandy Sent Louis a pispo
Wheres my brand just like nebisko
Suck my dick all the way to Frisco
Came in her face it looks like crisko
Tried to fuck a girl from France now
Baby said she was a lesbo
Unzipped ma pants pulled out ma wood
Took her manhood
I kept on Fucking she started cumming
I be damned she is a woman
She took off her pants and put on a dress
Got AFROMAN tattooed on her breast
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Rimjob Rena Reno Nevada
Took every inch of my inchelada
I don't gamble but I played her slot
Pulled her titties and hit the jackpot
Titanice tittes from toothesun
Gave her two daughters and two sons
Betty from Boston Massechusettes
Had a massive ass with two massive tits
I smoked some weed drunk some bacardi
Gave her my boston teabag party!
Connie connie from conneticut
Liked to jump into bed and giv me head n shit
I gave rachel rachel from missouri
A facial facial until her sight was blurry
I fucked veronica from Vermont
Her sister her cousin her mum her aunt!
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
Afroman
I'm in your pussy
Bumpin up against yer ass
With my left hand I'm rubbin up on your titties
With my right I'm smokin grass
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2Z1ktF87j3FDyoLhFI4Vxc | Afroman | Dicc Hang Low | Yeah Yeah Man, Yeah
Yo Mom, She Got One Eye And One Leg
I Call Her Eye Hop
You Know
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do It Wobble To The Flo
Do It Feel Real Good When You Stick It In A Hoe
Can You Throw It Over Yo Shoulders
Tote It Like A Radio
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do It Wobble To The Flo
Do It Feel Real Good When You Stick It In A Hoe
Can You Throw It Over Yo Shoulders
Tote It Like A Radio
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Ding A Ling, Uh Ugh, Chkla Chkla
Naw, Boom Boom
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah My Dicks Hard
(What?)
Uhh Uhh Uhh Uhh In This Broad
(Bbcock)
It's Funny, I Can't Stop It
Its Yo Pussy, But I Pop It
(Bbcock)
Push It In Slow Cuz I'm Slung Like A Donkey
Grab Them Shoulders And Spank That Monkey
Dick Blown Up
Its Throbbin And Its Swollen
Keep The Condom On, I Gotta Check Your Colon
My Dick Hang
Woman Love My Dang A Lang
Drinkin Brew Pitch Like (Chugalang Chugalang)
But All The Pretty Woman Won't Leave Me Alone
Cuz They Love The Way Fro Dog Bury That Bone
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do It Wobble To The Flo
Do It Feel Real Good When You Stick It In A Hoe
Can You Throw It Over Yo Shoulders
Tote It Like A Radio
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do It Wobble To The Flo
Do It Feel Real Good When You Stick It In A Hoe
Can You Throw It Over Yo Shoulders
Tote It Like A Radio
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm So Long
Fuckin This Girl Feel Wrong
No No No No
Don't Get Loud Kid
I Take A Piss In The Crowd, Like Devon Did
Divas, I'm Lettin Them In
Tell The Truth
Afroman He Be Lettin Them In
He Bust A Nut On My Tit
And The Nut Cooridinate Complimenting My Tit
Check Out My Dong
All Day All Night All Morning Long
I Got That Long Dick
Money Spent On Condoms, Reembursed By The Trick
Take A Quick Shower My Dick Is Skeeting
Make Her Moan And Cry With A Pussy Beating
My Girl Be Fussin At Me As If I'm Cheating
That Girl You Saw Me With Shes On My Street Team
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
Do It Wobble To The Flo
Do It Feel Real Good When You Stick It In A Hoe
Can You Throw It Over Yo Shoulders
Tote It Like A Radio
Do Yo Dick Hang Low
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2AHod6dzWIEHvcr6rh3rQw | Afroman | Crazy Rap | Wait a minute, man
Hey, check this out, man (tell it)
It was this blind man, right? (this man)
It was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with a stick, right? (hey)
He walked past this fish market (fish market?), you know what I'm sayin'?
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
Woo good morning ladies" (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
You like that shit, man? pretty good man
Hey man, I've got a gang of that shit, man
Hey, I'll tell you what
We'll all have a good time
We'll fool on the drum
And hey, hey if everybody crowd around the mic'
I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got
First I'm gonna start off like that, hey help me sing it, homeboy
Said Colt Fortyfive and two zigzags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell, flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the Eighty-three Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will
Well, it was just sundown in a small white town
They call it East Side Palmdale (well)
When the Afroman walked through the white land
Houses went up for sale
Well, I was standing on the corner sellin' rap CDs
When I met a little girl named Jan
I let her ride in my Caddy
Because I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
We fucked on the bed
Fucked on the floor
Fucked so long I grew a fuckin' afro
Then I fucked to the left (left)
Fucked to the right (right)
She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white
I thought to myself, "sheeba-sheeba"
Got my ass lookin' like a zebra
I put on my clothes and I was on my way
Until her daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
And so I ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
The motherfucker whooped my ass all night
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad
That's the best damn pussy I ever had
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
I'm gonna fuck that bitch just one more time
Colt Fortyfive and two zigzags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell, flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the Eighty-three Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will
I met this lady in Hollywood
She had green hair, but damn she looked good
I took her to my house because she was fine
But she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine
I met this lady from Japan
Never made love with an African
I fucked her once, I fucked her twice
I ate that pussy like shrimp-fried rice
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya (tell ya)
I met a woman in the heart of Australia
Had a big butt and big titties too
So I hopped in her ass like Kangaroo
See, I met this woman from Hawaii
Stuck it in her ass and she said "AIEE!"
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch
Then her titties busted open with Hawaiian Punch
I met Colonel Sanders' wife in the state of Kentucky
She said, "I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me"
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis
I gave her my secret blend of Herbs 'n' Spices
Colt Fortyfive and two zigzags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titties were filled with Hennessy
That country music really drove me crazy
But I rode that ass and said, "Yes, Miss Daisy"
Met this lady in Oklahoma
Put that pussy in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan
I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again
Met a real black girl down in South Carolina
Fucked her until she turned into a white albino
Fucked this hooker in Iowa
I fucked her on credit, so I owe her (ha, ha)
Fucked this girl down in Georgia
Came in her mouth, man, I thought I told ya?
Met this beautiful sexy ho
She just ran across the border of Mexico
Fine young thing said her name's Maria
I wrapped her up just like a hot tortilla
I wanna get married, but I can't afford it
I know I'ma cry when she get deported
Colt Fortyfive and two zigzags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell, flyin' through Palmdale
Skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the Eighty-three Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will
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6tJbkMUezd2hzLP7KUCS4b | Afroman | One Hit Wonder | As, I hit the Bong
I wonder, what went wrong
with my mainstream hip hop fans
as, I toke along reminiscing weed we smoked on all day, and all night long
I'm the rapstar Afroman, off the charts and I feel the pain
wishing I wouldn't wrek my brain, to chain, and Lil Wayne
I wonder, wo.wo.wo.wo.wonder
why, is it because I got high you don't think I'm fine
call me one hit wonder, curse me to the day I die
One hit wonder, I hit the blunt and just wonder
How can I be just a one hit Wonder
I own 83 albums, hittin like thunder
You think 1 hit is all I got
But I play 90 minutes on a 3 hour slot
1 hit that's 1 song, the avrage song 4 minutes 20 seconds long
Explain how I entertain for hours, drunken hot super natural powers
Afro fans would act a foo, If I don't sing hits like back to school
I get complaints from my fans, If I don't sing hits like Talkin's
Afroman you suck, if you don't sing she wont let me fuck
I'm Mike half the fight, If I don't sing lets get drunk tonight
I can't live alive if I don't sing Colt 45
Colt 45 and 2 zig zags, baby that's all we need
(Chours)
As, I hit the Bong
I wonder, what went wrong
with my mainstream hip hop fans
as, I toke along reminiscing weed we smoked on all day, and all night long
I'm the rapstar Afroman, off the charts and I feel the pain
wishing I wouldn't wrek my brain, to chain, and Lil Wayne
I wonder, wo.wo.wo.wo.wonder
why, is it because I got high you don't think I'm fine
call me one hit wonder, curse me to the day I die
One hit wonder, I hit the blunt and just wonder
Afro, Afroman, sing I live in a Van
Come on don't be no wossey,
we wanna here in your pussy
Afroman, Obama's hair, A one hit songs like Palm Dale
Leave the stage they yelling no,
they wanna here hits like sell your dope
Hush, the crowds callin my name,
hits like hush bring me fame
How can I be just a one hit wonder
I hit the blunt just wonder
(Chours)
As, I hit the Bong
I wonder, what went wrong
with my mainstream hip hop fans
as, I toke along reminiscing weed we smoked on all day, and all night long
I'm the rapstar Afroman, off the charts and I feel the pain
wishing I wouldn't wrek my brain, to chain, and Lil Wayne
I wonder, wo.wo.wo.wo.wonder
why, is it because I got high you don't think I'm fine
call me one hit wonder, curse me to the day I die
One hit wonder, I hit the blunt and just wonder
Anchor, yes indeed they like my hit song Tumbleweed
I want another hit for yah, just like paranoia
Your party is live, but my party is live(er)
When I say Colt 45, The Gangster, The Frat Boy and The Hippie
wanna here that hit song Mississippi,
Pass me the splif, I wrote a hit song Graveyard Shift
Everywere I go people make a fuss, I rode back on the bus
They pay me green baby, know what I mean baby
I wrote that hit song I'm a Dopefiend baby.
How can I be just a one hit wonder
I hit the blunt just wonder
(Chours)
As, I hit the Bong
I wonder, what went wrong
with my mainstream hip hop fans
as, I toke along reminiscing weed we smoked on all day, and all night long
I'm the rapstar Afroman, off the charts and I feel the pain
wishing I wouldn't wrek my brain, to chain, and Lil Wayne
I wonder, wo.wo.wo.wo.wonder
why, is it because I got high you don't think I'm fine
call me one hit wonder, curse me to the day I die
One hit wonder, I hit the blunt and just wonder.
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1xoJvKMgIztrpRUOK05iDR | Afroman | I Smoke Weed | Afroman
Hungry Hustler Records
Rolling through Eastside Palmdale (Palmdale)
'83 Caddie looking palm as hell (palm as hell)
Afroman straight doing the most (doing the most)
Around the world and coast to coast (coast to coast)
Colt 45 got my head swimming
While I take pictures with beautiful women
Proper clothes, 60 foes
Sitting on Dayton's and low pros
Living the life that I always wanted to live
Player and that's positive
All my enemies from the past
Pucker up they lips and kiss my ass (kiss my ass)
'Cause the tables have turned
They didn't know so they had to learn
Afro got the tightest flow (tightest flow)
The bomb is dro you ever smoke
That Colt 45 just ain't no joke
Yes, indeed I drink beer
And I smoke weed (I smoke weed)
Break it down
Pick out the skins
And the seeds
I'm so proud of myself (self)
Proud of my health (health)
Proud of my wealth (wealth)
Album on shelf (shelf)
All I want now is instrumentаls (instrumentаls)
Bumping inside of my residential location
'Cause my vocation is selling hip hop to every nation
One after another
Another to the next
Afroman albums in everybody's decks
Record companies, melody, fat checks
The bank financing my apartment complex ('plex)
People treat me like I ain't shit
But I am the shit
So quit acting like I ain't
Jacking up the caddy with the candy paint
Make all the hoes faint
Afroman is a hot roller inside Pondell Pro Bowl
Yes, indeed I drink beer
And I smoke weed (I smoke weed)
Break it down
Pick out the stains
And the seeds
I live in a fucked up world (fucked up world)
Bombs fly (bombs fly), bullets hurl (bullets hurl)
Planes crash (planes crash), traffic jams (traffic jams)
Unemployed peeps try to feed they fams (they fams)
I learned a lesson back in school (back in school)
Don't get mad, relax, be cool (be cool)
Alcohol and weed help me do just that (do just that)
So I crack a 40 and I roll one back (one back)
As the world go crazy (go crazy)
I slow dance, it just don't phase me (phase me)
Turn on the news, nothing but the blues
A lot of people wish they was in my shoes
People say you really shouldn't smoke and drink
But when I smoke and drink, I can clearly think (clearly think)
So you do your thing and I do mine
Drinking malt liquor like Jesus did wine
Yes, indeed I drink beer
And I smoke weed (I smoke weed)
Break it down
Pick out the stains
And the seeds
Yes, indeed I drink beer
And I smoke weed (I smoke weed)
Break it down
Pick out the stains
And the seeds
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0LSzGD0ClNGERmXOYjOuQo | Afroman | Colt 40ty Fiva | If you looking for me, I'll be at the party
Smokin' marijuana, sippin' on Bacardi
Drunk driver (drunk driver), colt 40ty fiva (hustla, ow)
Everybody knows the party don't stop
Drink every last drop, be nice to the cops now (yes sir)
Drunk driver, colt 40ty fiva
Uh, I'm on the front-tear of my life (tear of my life)
Lotta marijuana, lotta beer in my life (beer in my life)
Road trip, 40 ounces to my lip
Pull it close to me, rubber on the hip
Who me? I'ma drunk driver (drunk driver)
Afroman colt 40ty fiva (colt 40ty fiva)
You might think this life-style sucks (style sucks)
I wouldn't trade it for a million bucks
If you looking for me, I'll be at the party
Smokin' marijuana, sippin' on Bacardi
Drunk driver (drunk driver)
Colt 40ty fiva (colt 40ty fiva)
Everybody knows the party don't stop (uh-uh)
Drink every last drop, be nice to the cops now
Drunk driver (drunk driver), colt 40ty fiva
Another day, another party
Different places, different pace
Different faces, different races
On the same basis
Gettin' fucked up
'Cause we don't care (we don't care)
I'ma rich man baby, so I love to share (love to share)
Real drunks do it all (do it all)
Drink drive run fight and crawl (fight and crawl)
I'm knee-deep in the part (deep in the part)
Smokin' marijuana, sippin' on Bacardi (sippin' on Bacardi)
Real talk mention my name (mention my name)
I'm in the colt 45 hall of fame (hall of fame)
Dear God, I'm glad I'm alive (Glad I'm alive)
Smokin' marijuana, drinkin' colt 45 (colt 45)
This is every day, it never gets old (it never gets old)
Blunts rolled tight colt 45 cold (colt 45 cold)
This ain't a rap song, this is my life (this is my life)
Colt 45 is my sexy wife
If you looking for me, I'll be at the party
Smokin' marijuana, sippin' on Bacardi
Drunk driver, colt 40ty fiva
Everybody knows the party don't stop
Drink every last drop, be nice to the cops now
Drunk driver, colt 40ty fiva
If you looking for me, I'll be at the party
Smokin' marijuana, sippin' on Bacardi
Drunk driver, colt 40ty fiva
Everybody knows the party don't stop
Drink every last drop, be nice to the cops now
Drunk driver, colt 40ty fiva
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5GZD75cErg7hPVSLN3VhUt | Afroman | I Live In A Van | Woke up this mornin at the hotel
Rolled up a blunt got high as hell
Fucked another groupie name in my cell
Hell, oh well, it's time to bail
Walkin to the van with my suitcase
Drivin cross country to a new place,
Exit 420 get something to eat,
Greet who I meet
Smoke a sweet
Climb back on to the interstate
Yes, got a date, can't be late,
Pulled up to the club get a sound check
Walk up to the bar get a long neck
Shootin some pool, act real cool
Looked at her ass but please don't drool
I looked at my watch, start thinking
Yeah it's time for me to start drinkin.
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
Dressin room, (are the moe?),
I get fucked up before the show
Ride to the club smoking a dub
Hoppin out the van with the woofers on sub.
It's time to go on
I'm drunk I'm high c'mon
How's everybody doin
Which of you ladies feel like screwin
Women on stage
Security in rage
Guitar solo,
Colt 45 kickin in OH NO
Uh oh I'm playin it right
What? shit sound tyte
Encore
We want more
Yeah, break that shit down
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
Shake the hand of the fan
Introduce to the band
Sign autographs, take pictures
Try to be polite to these fake bitches
One of these bitches just might,
Kick it with an internet rapper tonight
Best case scenario
We Get high and fuck very slow
Pass out with her ass out
So I can rub it, man I love it
Early in the morning yes yes I know
Hug my neck kiss my cheek yes she gots to go
I do too I do too
Smoke some more weed
Drink some more brew
I love my life
Peace
No stress to strife
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
My name is afroman
I live in the back of a Chevrolet van
Everynight somewhere new
Smoking weed, drinkin brew
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4EAZirOfi9tLHsf9IhMZOc | Afroman | Drunk'n'high | Ain't nothing like being drunk and high
Ain't nothing like being drunk and high
I'm drunk iIm high, I don't care
Got my hands up in the air
Beautiful women everywhere
Rubbin' me on my??
I'm a superstar smokin' some loud, big ol' cigar in the crowd
Corn malt lickin' n' everybody's coughing
You down with Afroman, huh something
Before the fame, before the wealth
I used to get drunk all by myself
But now i've got drunks all over the world
That drink with me and smoke dang with me
I wanna thank you for all i have, please take a picture and
An autograph
Ain't nothing in the world like being drunk and high,
I wanna feel this way 'till the day I die
Ain't nothing like being drunk and high
Ain't nothing like being drunk and high
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0jsV24Ph9yLDL9b7AaSmYo | Afroman | I Drive Better Drunk | (Chorus: 2x)
Don't grab my keys when the party's over
I drive better drunk, than you do sober
(Verse 1)
I don't know what you've been told
I've been drinkin since 12 years old
Started in 1988
Hangin at the liquor store real real late
I drunk a swallow, I drunk a cup
Drunk the bottle, I threw up
Over the years, I learned to pace it
Get kinda tipsy, but not that wasted
I like beer, but I love malt liquor
Cuz malt liquor, get me drunk quicker
Stop on the freeway, take a whiz
Hop in my Cadillac and handle my biz
I drive better drunk than I do sober
Cuz when I'm sober right
I think I can make through the, red light
Go, go, go, I hope I'm not dead right
But when I'm drunk, I know I can't
So I ain't, I drive like a saint
Drinkin is a class I did not flunk
I'm a Colt 45 certified drunk
(Chorus: 2x)
(Verse 2)
I dropped outta school in 9-0
Became the world's greatest wino
I drink at home, I drink at work
Ignore the boss, he just a jerk
I drink 12: 00 in the day
Relax my nerve, serve my yay'
When my day go bad, I always drink
Calm down, relax and think
Only days we like to clown
A 24-ounce 'fore the sun go down
On weekends, that's when it's cool
To drink a 40-ounce, and act a fool
Once I get into that zone
I leave that beer and that liquor alone
I can barely walk, I can barely talk
But I can glide that Cadillac like a hawk
(Chorus: 2x)
(Verse 3)
I ran from the cops in the rain
With my church shoes on
I drove from Palmdale, California to Compton
Drunk two 40-ounces, Old English 800, the club ended
All the homies left my in the parkin lot toe' back
Wasn't nobody out there but me and the sheriff department
Fell asleep on the 14
Woke up on the 405
Fell asleep on the 405
Woke up on the 105
Fell asleep on the 105
Woke up in bed
Call that, uh, autopilot
But don't try that at home; I got skills
I am to liquor, what the Crocodile Hunter is to alligators
"These crocs, they're not your ordinary crocs
"You gotta grab them in the mandible"
We can't find no hotels man (you know what I'm sayin)
So we might have to drive
All day, and all night
I got some music
So it's alright
(Repeat 4x)
All day, and all night
I got some music
It's alright
Make you feel good
Rollin through the hood
With your windows down
Checkin out your sounds
Just lend me a light
No stress and strive, baby
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3KkgdbLh5LiBrDZLyTEqM1 | Afroman | Let's Get High Tonight | Let's get drunk today
Let's get high tonight
Maybe in the morning
Things will be alright
I am living under
So much stress and chock (?)
Sometimes I stop and wonder
How to enjoy my life
Hanging with my homies
Talking yaah (?)
Smoking marijuana, drinking Cult 45
Hey homeboy, let's get drunk today
Let's get drunk today
Let's get high tonight
Maybe in the morning
Things will be alright
I am living under
So much stress and chock (?)
Sometimes I stop and wonder
How to enjoy my life
Bumping my music very loud
Limping down the sidewalk so high
Slap my brother, let's get drunk tonight
Let's get drunk today
Let's get high tonight
Maybe in the morning
Things will be alright
I am living under
So much stress and chock (?)
Sometimes I stop and wonder
How to enjoy my life
Now I'm nice and tipsy
And I'm high-igh
Flirting with the ladies
Walking by-ie-ie
Hey pretty lady, let's hook up tonight
Let's get drunk today
Let's get high tonight
Maybe in the morning
Things will be alright
I am living under
So much stress and chock (?)
Sometimes I stop and wonder
How to enjoy my life
Buckaa! (chicken sound: P)
(Guitar solo)
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0rRboI6IRuGx56Dq3UdYY4 | Afroman | Because I Got High | It's like I dont care about nothing man...
Roll another blunt...
ooohh
la da da da la da da la la da da
I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
My room is still messed up and I know why (why man?)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna go to class before I got high
I could'a cheated and I could'a passed but I got high (uh uh la la da da)
I'm takin' it next semester and I know why (why man?) (hey hey)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
(go to the next one, go to the next one, go to the next one)
I was gonna go to work but then I got high (ohh, ohh)
I just got a new promotion but I got high (la da da da da)
Now I'm selling dope and I know why (why man?)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna go to court before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high (no you wasn't)
They took my whole paycheck and I know why (why man?)(yeah eh eh)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I wasn't gonna run from the cops but I was high (uh, I'm serious man)
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high (uh)
Now I'm a paraplegic (ha ha ha) and I know why (why man?)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna pay my car and note until I got high (say what say what?)
I wasn't gonna gamble on the boat but then I got high (uh uh)
Now the tow truck is pullin' away and I know why (why man)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I was gonna make love to you but then I got high (ooh) (I'm serious)
I was gonna eat your pussy too (ohhh) but then I got high
Now I'm jackin' off (ahh) and I know why (turn this shit off, ha ha ha)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I messed up my entire life because I got high (go go go)
I lost my kids and wife because I got high (say what say what say what?)
Now I'm sleepin' on the side walk and I know why (why man?)
(yeah yeah)
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high
I'ma stop singing this song because I'm high (raise the ceiling... baby)
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high (bring it back)
And if I don't sell one copy, I'll know why (why man?) (yeah eh eh)
Cause I'm high
Cause I'm high
Cause I'm high
la la da da da da la da da da shoobe do be do wa skibitty do da da da la
get jiggy with it scubbydooby wa 'cause I'm high, 'cause I'm high, 'cause I'm high
Yo my name is Afroman and I'm from East Palmdale (east Palmdale)
And all this jail weed I be smokin' is bomb as hell (excellent delivery)
I don't believe in hittin' that's what I said. Yes! (oh my goodness)
So all of you skins please give me more head... muhwahahaha muh fuck
(backaaa) Afro- mutha fuckin- m-a-n (m-a-nnnnnn)
A E I O U (a e i o u) and sometimes W (hahahahaha)
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1ACZpHI5vZ5Ea4xGlkdGWM | Afroman | Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags) | Wait a minute, man, ay check this out, man (let him tell it)
It was this blind man, right? It was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick, right? (Yeah)
Ay, he walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'? (Fish market?)
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said
"Woo, good morning ladies"
You like that shit man? (Yeah)
Ay man, I've got a gang of that shit, man
Hell yeah, I'll tell you what, my man on the guitar
Ay, fool on the drum (that right)
Hey, just, hey, everybody just crowd around the mic
I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got (ay, clap your hands, man)
So first I'ma start off like this, ay help me sing it, homeboy, come on
Said Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby, that's all we need
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn we can take our turn, singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong, and sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell, flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims
So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will
Well it was just sundown in a small white town, they call it Eastside Palmdale (well)
When the Afroman walked through the white land, houses went up for sale (hell)
Well I was standing on the corner selling rap CDs when I met a little girl named Jan (Jan)
I let her ride in my Caddy 'cause I didn't know her daddy was the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
We fucked on the bed, fucked on the floor, fucked so long I grew a fuckin' afro
Then I fucked to the left (left), fucked to the right (right)
She sucked my dick 'til the shit turned white
I thought to myself, "Sheeba-sheeba, got my ass lookin' like a zebra"
I put on my clothes and I was on my way, until her Daddy pulled up in a Chevrolet
So I ran, I jumped out the back window, but her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right
The motherfucker whooped my ass all night (damn)
But I ain't mad at her prejudiced dad, that's the best damn pussy I ever had
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine (woo)
I'm gonna fuck that bitch just one more time
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby, that's all we need (come on)
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed (uh)
And as the marijuana burn we can take our turn, singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong, and sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell, flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims (come on)
So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will, uh
I met this lady in Hollywood
She had green hair, but damn she looked good
I took her to my house 'cause she was fine
But she whooped out a dick that was bigger than mine (yeah!)
I met this lady from Japan, never made love with an African
I fucked her once (once), I fucked her twice (twice)
I ate that pussy like shrimp-fried rice
Don't be amazed at the stories I tell ya (tell ya)
I met a woman in the heart of Australia
Had a big butt and big titties too, so I hopped in her ass like a Kangaroo
See I met this woman from Hawaii, stuck it in her ass and she said "aii"
Lips was breakfast, pussy was lunch, then her titties busted open with Hawaiian punch
Met Colonel Sanders wife in the state of Kentucky
She said "I'd fry some chicken if you'd just fuck me"
I came in her mouth, it was a crisis, I gave her my secret blend of herbs and spices
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby, that's all we need, (uh, come on)
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed (uh)
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn, singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong (ay, wait a minute, man, check this out, ayy)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee (Tennessee)
Her titties were filled with Hennessy
That country music really drove me crazy
But I rode that ass and said, "Yes, miss Daisy"
Met this lady in Oklahoma, put that pussy in a coma
Met this lady in Michigan, I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again
Met a real black girl down in South Carolina
Fucked her 'til she turned into a white albino
Fucked this hooker in Iowa, I fucked her on credit so I owe her
Fucked this girl down in Georgia, came in her mouth man I thought I told ya
Met this beautiful sexy hoe, she just ran across the border of Mexico
Fine young thing, said her name's Marina, I wrapped her up just like a hot tortilla
I wanna get married but I can't afford it, I know I'ma cry when she get deported
Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need (come on)
We can go to the park after dark, smoke on that tumbleweed (uh)
And as the marijuana burn, we can take our turn, singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech & Chong, and sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through the Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims (come on)
So roll, roll, '83 Cadillac Coupe Deville
If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my Caddy will
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5HRO58hfVhTpGR87AzHaBa | Afroman | She Won't Let Me Fuck | Hey sugar, how you doing, huh
Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude
What you mean where my girl
Probably with your man
Can we fuck
She won't let me fuck
(Baby)
I really need to bust a nut
She won't let me fuck
(Honey)
I really need to bust a nut
It's so frustrating, yeah
Being a man
All these sexy women
Don't understand
Things we need to do, yeah
Every other day or two
Like take you home, baby yeah
And make sweet love to you
But you, you won't let me fuck
She won't let me fuck
(You say the mood ain't right, uh)
I really need to bust a nut
(I know that pussy's tight)
She won't let me fuck
(Ooh, give it to me, baby)
I really need to bust a nut
Her heart is still broken
Her emotions are sore
She's trying to recover
From the man before
Her ex-boyfriend
He probably can't see
That it was easy for him
But, uh, he made it hard for me
'Cause she, she won't let me fuck
She won't let me fuck
(Oh, give it to me, baby)
I really need to bust a nut
(You know just what I need, yeah)
She won't let me fuck
(Girl, you eating all my food)
(Girl, drinking all my beer)
I really need to bust a nut
(You're smoking all my weed, yeah)
You rub your ass against me
On the disco floor
I asked you for your number
And you said hell no
You always hang around me everyday
Different women wanna kick it
But you scare them away, yeah
Now I get offended
When you come around
'Cause I'm tired of my organs
Going up and down
That sucks
'Cause she won't let me fuck
She won't let me fuck
(Oh, give it to me, baby)
I really need to bust a nut
(Don't play with my head again)
She won't let me fuck
(Let me get it, baby)
(Yeah, let me hit it, baby)
I really need to bust a nut
(Are you a lesbian)
Oh, let me lick it baby
Yeah, let me stick it, honey
I'll give you my money
Girl, you can have it all
Go ahead and have a ball
If you want you can take 'em both, baby
In the year 2000
I see thousand
Of pretty young women
I found arousin'
Grocery store shoppin'
Magazine browsin'
Many different ways
They keep their hair styles in
Full of boredom
I walk toward 'em
Get 'em close to me
'Cause I'm suppose to be
The male aggressor
Female impresser
Say the right things
Possibly undress her
But that's the post game
This is still the pre game
Silly woman she game
Baby, what's your name
Even though I'm a freak
I play it off like a college geek
Crack a smile and politely speak
With intellect to the woman I select
Hoping that she don't detect
My egotistical, chauvinistical lust
I thrust 'till I scream like Mystikal
The wrong message I hope I'm not sendin
Laughin' and pretendin' my dick's not extendin'
Can't be over zealous, she might discover
She's walking away, bitch, blew my cover
She won't let me fuck
(You know I love it)
I really need to bust a nut
(Please, don't change the subject)
She won't let me fuck
(We could've fucked all night long)
I really need to bust a nut
(But your telephone number is wrong)
She won't let me fuck
(Girl, you got a lot to give)
I really need to bust a nut
(You dress so provocative, yeah)
She won't let me fuck
(I can see your lingerie from real far away)
I really need to bust a nut
(Bitch, you must think I'm gay)
Aw, don't make me beg
Baby, let me rub your leg
Don't make me cry
Look into my eyes
Girl, you so damn pretty
Stop acting so, so dirty
Let me rub some oil on your ti-
Hey man, I'm up outta here she don't wanna fuck
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2sB0xPnrtFSNkfugdmuUXy | Afroman | Tumbleweed | Damn, how long it's gonna take you to roll the joint Cuz?
I just got the bag
Yo bro you actin' like, you playin' the piano or something Cuz
I just got the bag homie, know what I'm sayin'?
Chill the fuck out homie
Let me hit this homeboy
La da da da da (oh boy)
Shoop shoop shoobie doo wa
Yeah, it looks lovely
♪
Hey where the light loc?
Right here, Cuz
Give it here man stop bullshittin'
I love you baby (oh yeah man)
I love you honey
Yes I do (take this dick, honey)
Do it to me girl uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Fo sho'
Yeah
It's been a long long time I've been smokin'
Smokin' marijuana
(La da da da da)
It takes out of my mental ghetto and places me in the Bahamas
It's been a long, long time I've been smokin'
Smokin' marijuana
(La da da da da)
It takes out of my mental ghetto and places me in the Bahamas
It puts my mind at ease
Indulgin' myself in the calm breeze
And my problems will float away beyond the palm trees
But I gotta keep smokin' and a smokin' and a smokin' on
I keep chokin' and a chokin' and a chokin' on
I keep sellin' and a sellin' and inhalin'
My tumbleweed
I like to go to Palmdale (yeah)
Sit by the fountain (sit by the fountain)
I light up a fat one gazin' at the snow-capped mountains
(Come again now uh) I like to go to Palmdale
Sit by the fountain (sit by the fountain)
I light up a fat one gazin' at the snow-capped mountains
Baby please don't nag
Go and get me the zig-zag
And my problems will blow away
Like a plastic bag
But I gotta keep smokin' and a smokin' and a smokin' on
I keep chokin' and a chokin' and a chokin' on
I keep sellin' and a sellin' and inhalin'
My tumbleweed
I need to get a job
And that's not funny
(La da da da da)
'Cause me be smoking too much ganja (yeah)
And be runnin' out of money
I gotta lie to the man (let me get an application)
Tell him that I've never been arrested (sir you have never been to jail)
I gottta go to the clinic baby
I gotta get drug tested (oh no)
I got no food for my stomach
Got no gas for my coup de ville
I gotta walk to the supermarket for some golden seal
'Cause everyday I be smokin' and a smokin' and a smokin' on
And I keep chokin' and a chokin' and a chokin' on
And I keep sellin' and a sellin' and inhalin'
My tumbleweed yeah
Ohh, ohh yeah
Uh
I said the black man smokin' (black man smokin')
If he's a soul bro
(Hey man what's happening)
I said the Mexican smokin' (Mexican smokin')
If he's a cholo (where you from esse)
I said the creole smokin' (creole smokin')
Down in Mississippi (fuck creoles)
I said the white man smokin' (white man smokin')
If he's a hippie (where's the bud man)
It puts my mind at ease (puts my mind at ease)
Indulgin' myself in the calm breeze
And my problems will float away (where?) beyond the palm trees
But I gotta keep smokin' and a smokin' and a smokin' on
I keep chokin' and a chokin' and a chokin' on
I keep sellin' and a sellin' and inhalin'
My tumbleweed
Right about now (ohh)
I'm fixin' to dedicate this to everybody (ooh, yeah)
That went to Palmdale high school with me
Check this shit out Cuz
♪
Eh, Lexico, check this out
I said Joey Jo has an Afro
Sing something with soul chillin' ice-cold
Jerry with the high top fade
Hey man take me back to the bridge we up outta here man
It puts my mind at ease (puts my mind at ease)
Indulgin' myself in the calm breeze
And my problems will flow away beyond the palm trees
Whatcha gotta do
But I gotta keep smokin' and a smokin' and a smokin' on
I keep chokin' and a chokin' and a chokin' on
I keep sellin' and a sellin' and inhalin'
My tumbleweed
Ohh, ohh yeah
My tumbleweed
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6MtCNbvKmiymBqSyZqpaxB | Afroman | Let's All Get Drunk | Let's all get drunk tonight, I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Let's all get high tonight, maybe nobody will die tonight
Let's all sell yell tonight, I hope I don't go back to jail tonight
Let's go to the club tonight, find a woman that wanna make love tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's get dumb, drink some rum
Make my teeth and gums feel real numb
We'll be thinking 'bout surviving
While we're drinking and we're driving
Hope I don't wreck when my vision gets blurry
Sober up looking at an all white jury
Judge don't like no drunk like me
Punk might give me strike number three
'Cause when I'm drunk and when I'm high
I don't give a damn 'bout a DUI
Let's just get lit, dance like a nitwit
Try to talk to the women that we can't get with
Me and my staff make everybody laugh
If the beer runs out, we can all go half
It's Friday night got the perfect weather let's get drunk together
Come on hoes
Let's all get drunk tonight, I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Let's all get high tonight, maybe nobody will die tonight
Let's all sell yell tonight, I hope I don't go back to jail tonight
Let's go to the club tonight, find a woman that wanna make love tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it out home boy
Bacardi, colt, 45, let's party, we're still alive
Tomorrow brings pain and sorrow, but tonight, we're all right
So drink that beer 'til your belly can't hold it
Tell the homeboys, we fittin' to get loaded
Rollin' through the ante-dope valley out there
Hope the cops don't smell that beer on my breath
'Cause if the sheriff catch a whiff of that fifth
It'll probly knock him stiff
Don't look dumb if my breath on hum
Stick your hand in you're pocket, please, pass some gum
So the cops can't tell my breath smell
We won't go to jail, we'll go to palm dale
With the beautiful women and the beautiful weather
We can both get drunk together yeah
Let's all get drunk tonight, I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Let's all get high tonight, maybe nobody will die tonight
Let's all sell yell tonight, I hope I don't go back to jail tonight
Let's go to the club tonight, find a woman that wanna make love tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it out home boy
Baby, I beg your pardon, but your outfit's giving me a hard-on
Maybe some way, maybe some how, you could dance with me
Right here, right now
Been lookin' at you all night long that DJ's playing my favorite song
Everything is splendid, don't mean no harm
Don't get offended when I pull your arm
I ain't felt this good since I don't know when
And I might not feel this good again
It's Friday night, beautiful weather, let's get drunk together
C'mon, y'all
Let's all get drunk tonight, I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Let's all get high tonight, maybe nobody will die tonight
Let's all sell yell tonight, I hope I don't go back to jail tonight
Let's go to the club tonight, find a woman that wanna make love tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's all get drunk tonight, I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Let's all get high tonight, maybe nobody will die tonight
Let's all sell yell tonight, I hope I don't go back to jail tonight
Let's go to the club tonight, find a girl that wanna make love tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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5y0kthTJPN5AXWq4SPbex7 | Afroman | Tall Cans | Ahhhhhhhhhhh shit! shit! shit!
Now I'm walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
Get the do' and go back to that liquor sto'
(Chorus - repeat 4X)
Afroman likes tall cans
Now I'ma afroholic, called the Afroman
Love to sag my khakis with a tall can
My homies pop the forty of some St. I's
Now that mother uh! staggerin' from side to side
We the loudest homeboys in my neighborhood
We look real bad but we feel so good
My thirst is quenched but my cravin' won't extinguish
I need some forty ounce mother uh! Old English
Put the top in my mouth, put the bottom to the ceilin'
Drink it down, down, until I get that crazy feelin'
I'm just walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
Get the do' and go back to that liquor sto'
(Chorus)
See these girls be actin' all bad and rude
Always gotta bad attitude
You see I just wanna dance, why can't you get the picture
Act like a brotha wanna move in wit cha
I gots no fame and I gots no wealth
So I whined up dancin' by my goddamn self
But I pay my money, just like you
And baby I'ma do what I came to do
You see I can't wait around till I get rich
Just to make yo gold diggin' attitude switch
So I'm walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
Get the do' and go back to that liquor sto'
(Chorus)
I stepped into this party full of Mexicans
I didn't realize I was the only black man
One hand on my bottle, the other on my peter
I barked like a dog and started freakin' senoritas
I think she was embarrassed with the eight ball in my cup
She kept on steppin' back so I kept on steppin' up
This vato strolled up, put his gun to my head
I knew if I moved I was officially dead
That had to be his woman, I know it doggonit
Ain't the first time that I got confronted
"Got my quete, what up ese? Get the fuck outta here"
I said "I'm gone muthafucka just gimme my beer"
Cause I'm just walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Run outta doe, slap the hoe,
Get the do' and go back to that liquor sto'
(Chrous)
HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO
HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO HO
Walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Outta doe, slap the hoe,
And go back to the liquor sto'
(Chorus)
Well I'ma afroholic, called th Afroman
Love to sag my khakis with a tall can
My homie pop the forty of some St. I's
Now that knucklehead staggerin' from side to side
Now we the loudest homeboys in my neighborhood
We look real bad but we feel so good
My thirst is quenched but my cravin' won't extinguish
I need some forty ounce, motherfuckin' Old English
Put the top in my mouth put the bottom to the ceilin'
Drink it diggy diggy down till I get that crazy feelin'
I'm just walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Outta doe, here we go back to the liquor sto'
(Chorus)
Now these women be actin' all bad and rude
Always gotta bad attitude
You see I just wanna dance, why can't you get the picture
Act like a brother wanna move in wit cha
I gots no fame, or no wealth
So I whined up dancin' by my goddamn self
But I pay my money, just like you
And baby I'ma do what I came to do
You see I can't wait around till I get rich
Just to make yo gold diggin' attitude switch
So I'm walkin' down the street with some chicken and a forty
I'm yellin' at these hoochies and I'm lookin' for a party
Drink it fast, make it last, till you know it ain't no mo'
Outta doe, here we go back to the liquor sto'
(Chorus - speeds up at end)
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3MQmQowCMVhepBDEsuBXIm | Afroman | Palmdale | Yeah
Yeah
Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my doorstep
Had a ball to bounce plus a bike to ride
But my mama never would let me play outside
But when I got enrolled in elementary school
Started bangin' like a fuckin' fool
So cool, throwin' up gang signs to the gangster beat
Shot an enemy from across the street
Mama came home, said she got a good job
Daddy did too, now they don't squab
Financially, we improvin'
Two months later, son, we movin'
No more duckin' from shotgun shells
Bought a two-story house in East Palmdale
Give it to me now
Palmdale (hell, yeah), come back to me
I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale (uh), come back to me
Check it out, check it out, check it out
No more rats and no more roaches
Livin' next door to football coaches
Now I got a new place to sell my crack
Now I got little white kids to jack
I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red
Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads
Stupid questions, distract the class
Rubbin' little white girls on the ass
I didn't really care if I passed or failed
I knew I was headed for the NFL
Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt
I thought about my future, layin' in the dirt
I can't jump, I can't flinch
Superstar player, ridin' the bench
Graduate from school? Don't make me laugh
I got an F+ in basic math
Give it to me now
Palmdale (hell, yeah), come back to me
Uh, I gotta do one song for my neighborhood
Palmdale, come back to me
Uh, uh, check it out
I knew I couldn't make it in the white man's world
So I bought me some khakis and a Gheri curl
I knew I couldn't make it to the NFL
I went to East Palmdale and started slangin' yell
Fo' sho', I was makin' crazy dough
Should've dropped outta school a long time ago
Bought a cell phone, like a nut
Now I deliver like Pizza Hut
I drunk whiskey and Bacardi
I sold dope to anybody
Me and my homies sold dubs and dimes
Took turns bustin' rhymes just to pass the time
A white man drove up to my spot
He said, "Hey, homeboy, what you got?"
I put a fat rock inside his hand
About 25 sheriffs jumped out the van
Get down, punk
Palmdale (hell, yeah), come back to me
Uh, I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale, come back to me
Uh, check it out, check it out, check it out
Can't get drunk, can't get blunted
LA County, 95 hundred
Crips want to take my All-stars
Bloods want to eat my Snicker bars
Them pecker woods don't want none
But the Mexican's straight own one
Them Eses, catorces, treces, always tryin' to test me
So I jumped off the bed, 'cause I ain't no punk
Jammed his head up against the bunk
Socked that Cholo in his chin
Black motherfuckers scared to jump in
Sheriff broke it up when we hit the floor
I kept talkin' shit 'cause I want some more
Back in town, we get along with the brown
Now I'm in jail, they tryin' to beat me down
Jail is hell, but I'll adapt
Won't hesitate to get in a scrap
'Cause I'm down for mine, and that's for certain
Sittin' in the hole with my knuckles hurtin', Palmdale
Palmdale (hell, yeah), come back to me
I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale, come back to me
Yeah, check it out, homeboy
Now I got a fucked up life
Two bad kids and a naggin' wife
Dead-end job at the airport
Check too short to pay the house note
Turn on the TV, then I see
Different homeboys that went to school with me
Playin' in the NFL
We used to kick back in East Palmdale
Rodney Williams, Lorenz Tate
Zeno plays for Colorado State
I wish my homeboys much success
But at the same time, I still get depressed
Walkin' through the wind with a cup full of gin
Thinkin' 'bout things I coulda, woulda, shoulda been
I wipe my tears, sip my beers, wish good luck to my peers
Palmdale
Palmdale, come back to me
Uh, I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale (Palmdale), come back to me
'Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began (uh, uh, uh)
Palmdale (Palmdale), come back to me
Uh, I need you and I love you, baby
Palmdale (oh yeah), come back to me
'Cause that's where my heartache began, heartache began (uh, uh, uh)
Palmdale (yeah, uh), come back to me
(Hey, all the homeboys on the football team, where y'all at man?)
(Hey, wherever you at in the world) Palmdale, come back to me (I don't care if you in Japan, Africa)
Hey, you know how we used to do it, man
Hey, hey, hey
Yo, let me get a Palm' (Palm')
Yo, let me get a 'dale ('dale)
Yo, what do we sell? (Yell)
Ay, where we finna go? (We finna go back to jail)
Yeah, let me get a Palm' (Palm')
Yo, let me get a 'dale ('dale)
Yo, what do we sell? (Yell)
Yo, where we finna go? (We finna go back to jail)
Yo, let me get a Palm' (Palm')
Yo, let me get a 'dale ('dale)
Yo, what do we sell? (Yell)
Ay, where we finna go? (We finna go back to jail)
One more time
Yo, let me get a Palm' (Palm')
Yo, let me get a 'dale ('dale)
Yo, what do we sell? (Yell)
Ay, where we finna go? (We finna go back to jail)
'Dale (oh, no) (uh, yeah), Palmdale (hey, c'mon, everybody just clap your hands)
'Dale (ay, ay, ay, ay), Palmdale (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
'Dale (uh, whoa, whoa, whoa) Palmdale (uh, uh, yo, fuck AP, c'mon, y'all)
'Dale (hahaha, where them Falcons at?), Palmdale (it ain't over 'til the fat man sings)
'Dale (little rock can't get none, what, what, what?), Palmdale
'Dale, Palmdale (little rock can't get none)
'Dele
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6XXzWZUSBNqsfmJWWVN5lr | Afroman | Mississippi | Please take me back home To Mississippi
Please take me back home To Mississippi
Before South Central, Palmdale flossin
I stayed in a place called Palmer's Crossing
Hattiesburg, Mississippi
Smokin marijuana like a Woodstock hippy
All my homies in Laurel
Beg borrow
Buy my rap tape tomorrow
Tell DJ Pumpkin Keep it crunck an' Clyde
Request my tape when you go inside
So I can take Jane and girl
To Waynesboro
Fuck her homegirl thorough
Make her toes curl
Rock her world
Leave with their Auntie Sheryl
She sucks me sucks me
Fucks me fucks me
Cries every time I leave Biloxi
But I hops in the Coup
I gots to go
Scoop another ho
From Tupelo
Hit it once hit it twice, then I hit it again
Hit it in Meridian
Make that bitch rub her clit again
Pinch the nipples on her tit again
Suck my dick until she spit again
(Chorus)
Please take me back home To Mississippi
Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back hump-back
Afroman's the bomb, bump that
Please take me back home To Mississippi
From the delta to the coast
I'm doin the most
Grab your 40 ounce, let's toast.
I sold rock cocaine down in Ellisville
Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's real
Kept my dope stashed with this hoochie
Way down yonder in Eastabuchie
Cops be sweatin outta town dog
Sniffin my car with a hound dog
Separate me from my bitch and shit
Tryin to get my bitch to lie, snitch and shit
Officer Roscoe P. Coltrane
Runnin warrant checks on the Afroman
But I can't be no hip hop star
Cuffed in the back of some police car
Did you find the gun? NO!
Did you find the dope? NO!
Open up the back door "Well son, you're free to go"
A-F-R-O marijuana cargo
Flossed like a cholow
In a clean low glow
let's all get drunk tonight
I hope I don't fight with a punk tonight
Get nervous
As I swerve this
Cadillac through Purvis
Hope I don't crash when I hit Pedal
Get my ass kicked in the white ghetto
Prejudice police won't let me go
Let the tint window camouflage my 'fro
I was dumb, now I'm dumber y'all
last summer y'all
I fucked all the little girls down in Sumrall
got a phone call frome Nikki and June
pickin' some shrooms down in Picayune, baby
Just like a shovel I'm truly diggin
All these pretty women that i meet in Wiggins
On the boat
Gulfport
I got my dick down some girl's throat
I can't help it Its a trip baby
I think you need to wipe your lip baby
Hula Hula Hula
The whole house ruler
What's up with all the bitches down in Pascagoula
Small towns, small cities
But they still got big ol' asses plus titties
Is it a bird? Is it a plane?
It's the hungry hustler Afroman
Flyin through the air in my underwear
Geri curl activator in my hair
I'm in control like Janet when I hit Jackson
Always gettin plenty panty action
McClaine, even McComb
Tell the whole world Mississippi's your home
Yazoo, Columbia and Natchez
I got the weed brother, who got the matches?
Who got the funky DJ that scratches?
Depend on me like my name was patches
First it was a black thing, just the big Willies
Now I roll Phillies
With all the Hillbillies
Never ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Klan
Buying front row seats for the Afroman
Confederate flags tobacco in their mouth
It's a beautiful thing jumpin off in the South
Afroman, I'm a part of it
Hattiesburg hip hop I'm the start of it
I'm the latest
I'm the greatest
And all you haters, I'll mash you like potatoes
I'll make your girlfriend holler and scream
Then cook me some cornbread and collard greens
(Chorus)
1982, '83, '84
Erin, Broste, Carlos, and Tonto
Tryin to break dance in my B-Boy stance
Micheal Jackson glove, parachute pants
Calvin Gary, Garnett Jones
G-dog cuz, I don't believe we grown
But hey G-dog, you and me'll see dog
Whatever happens cuz, it's you and me dog
Or should I say loc
Cause you my folk
So let's take a toke
Till we croak
I'm a locsta locsta
Hundred spokesta
Drinking everyday like I'm supposed to
Bottle after bottle dog in my lip-a
Flowing on the mic like the Mississippi river
(Chorus - 2X)
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51yj7Bf1U85u45hCWecBK0 | Afroman | The American Dream | Yes! Yes! Thank you for inviting me here for my final speech.
Ladies and gentlemen, homosexuals, lesbians, and transvestites,
allow me to introduce myself as the Hungry Hustler, Afroman.
I am the American Dream. Even though the government tried to experiment with me
by placing me in the projects, I'm still the American Dream.
Surrounded by drugs,
jeopardized my life by living around thugs,
but I'm still the American Dream.
Kicked outta Palmdale High School
because I was considered a distraction to the educational process.
I've traveled through the complete metamorphosis of the justice system,
and I'm still the American Dream.
Entered Juvenile Hall as a tadpole;
hopped outta prison as a bull frog,
but I'm still the American Dream.
The most rejected, disrespected,
when I went for a job I was never selected,
but I am still the American Dream.
And right about now,
I find it quite serendipitous to see that all of you some-timin',
wishy-washy, two-faced, back-stabbin',
coniving hypocrites have accumulated here in my midst to persecute my character
with such flagrant slanderousity,
but I counter-attack by calling it constructive criticism,
and all of your negativity has been recycled into motivation,
and I am still the American Dream.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I'm found; was blind, but now I see.
There's a lot of people out there who can identify with me.
Young lady right here, you may be a single teenaged mother,
but you are still the American Dream.
The lady next to you, yes. Your breasts may not be as big as men think they should be,
but you are still the American Dream.
Young man, you may not be a baller, shot caller,
with 20 inch blades on the impala, but you are still the American Dream.
Young man right here, you may have spent all your money on a hood rat bitch
and didn't get no pussy last night, but you are still the American Dream.
Yes sir, I am just like Ham. I'm for the black man,
the mexican, and even poor white,
all human beings that have no rights. So put down your past, pick up your future,
follow me as we journey through the Red Sea,
cause I have been to the mountain top,
I've seen the Promised Land,
mine eyes have seen the glory of the Underground Category.
My mind has been delivered.
My spirit has been reinstated from the Corporate World's modern-day slavery.
I've been emancipated. Free at last! Free at last! Fuck a drug test,
I'm fittin' to roll some grass. Love, peace, and Afro grease, Fro-ever! Buccooocc!
A-E-I-O-U, and sometimes W. 'Cuz I'm high, cuz I'm high, cuz I'm high
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28IvFkxf9TBHdCIe3n1JWm | Afroman | Because I Got High - Extended Version | It's like, I don't care about nothin', man
Roll another blunt, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh
La da da da la da da la la da da
La da da da, la la la la, la la la la
I was gonna clean my room, until I got high (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I was gonna get up and find the broom, but then I got high (la da da da la da da da)
My room is still messed up and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I was gonna go to class, before I got high (come on, yo), check it out (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I could'a cheated and I could'a passed, but I got high (uh uh, la la da da da da)
I'm takin' it next semester and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (go to the next one, go to the next one, go to the next one, backa)
I was gonna go to work, but then I got high (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I just got a new promotion, but I got high (la da da da la da da da)
Now I'm selling dope and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I was gonna go to court, before I got high (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high (no you wasn't, yeah, la da da da la da da da)
They took my whole paycheck and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I wasn't gonna run from the cops, but I was high (uh, I'm serious man, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I was gonna pull right over and stop, but I was high (uh, la da da da la da da da)
Now I'm a paraplegic (ha ha ha) and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I was gonna pay my car note, until I got high (say what? Say what? Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I wasn't gonna gamble on the boat, but then I got high (uh uh, la da da da la da da da)
Now the tow truck is pullin' away and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I was gonna make love to you (ohhh), but then I got high (I'm serious, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I was gonna eat your pussy too (ohhh), but then I got high (la da da da la da da da)
Now I'm jackin' off (ahh) and I know why (turn this shit off), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I messed up my entire life, because I got high (go go go go, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I lost my kids and wife, because I got high (say what, say what, say what? La da da da la da da da)
Now I'm sleepin' on the side walk and I know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high (la da da da la da da da)
I'ma stop singing this song, because I'm high (raise the ceiling... baby, ooh-ooh-ooh)
I'm singing this whole thing wrong, because I'm high (bring it back, bring it back, la da da da la da da da)
And if I don't sell one copy, I'll know why (why man?), yeah hey
'Cause I'm high
'Cause I'm high
'Cause I'm high (la da da da la da da da)
La la da da da da la da da da, shoobe shoobe shoobe do be do wa
Get jiggy with it skibitty ba do wa (oh, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
La la da da da da la da da da (say what, say what? Oh!)
'Cause I'm high
'Cause I'm high
Because I'm high
Well, my name is Afroman and I'm from East Palmdale (East Palmdale)
And all this jail weed I be smokin' is bomb as hell (excellent delivery)
I don't believe in Hitler, that's what I said (oh my Goodness), yes
So all of you skins (skins?), please give me more head (muhwahahaha muh fuck)
(Backa!) Afro muthafuckin' m-a-n (m-a-n)
A-E-I-O-U (A-E-I-O-U), and sometimes W (ha ha ha ha ha)
We ain't gonna sell none of these muthafuckin' albums, cuz
Let's go back to Marshall Durbin and hang some mo' chickens, cuz
Fuck it
Fuck the corporate world, bitch!
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4q8b0VTHu8QnFvydKdSdsf | Afroman | Because I Got High - Radio Edit | Roll another blunt
Yeah (ooh-ooh-ooh)
♪
(La-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
(La, ta, ta
(La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
I was gonna clean my room until I got high (ooh)
I was gonna get up and find the broom, but then I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
My room is still messed up, and I know why (why? Man)
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
I was gonna go to class before I got high (come on y'all, check it out)
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed, but I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
I'm taking it next semester and I know why (why? Man)
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (got to the next one, got to the next one)
I was gonna go to court before I got high (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high (no, you wouldn't, yeah)
They took my whole paycheck and I know why (why? Man)
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
I wasn't gonna run from the cops, but I was high (uh, I'm serious man)
I was gonna pull right over and stop, but I was high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
Now I am a paraplegic and I know why (why? Man)
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
I was gonna make love to you, but then I got high (oh, I'm serious)
I was gonna eat yo' pussy too, but then I got high (oh)
Now I'm jacking off, and I know why (turn this shit up)
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
I messed up my entire life because I got high (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I lost my kids and wife because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
Now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why (why? Man)
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high (baby, oh)
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high (yeah, bring it back, bring it back)
And if I don't sell one copy, I know why (why? Man)
'Cause I'm high, 'cause I'm high, 'cause I'm high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
(La-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
(La, ta, ta)
(Get giggy with it)
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0VuPIK7npxTJz1MruS6V3g | Afroman | Hush | (Hook) (Afroman talking)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody's callin my name (if you listen closely baby)
Hush, hush (yeah yeah)
Somebody's callin my name
Hush (listen baby) hush (somebody's callin)
Somebody's callin my name
Oh my lord, oh my lord, what shall I do
(A man sometimes girls think I'm crazy cause I wake
her up and I tell her)
Sounds like Jesus (sounds like Jesus)
Somebody's callin my name (I know I'm high but baby)
Sounds like Jesus
And somebody's callin my name
Sounds like Jesus
Somebody's callin my name
Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do
(You know man, I think about all the hard times that I
went through and I think)
I'm so glad, I'm glad that trouble don't last always
I'm so glad, I'm glad that trouble don't last always
I'm so glad I'm glad that trouble don't last always
Oh my lord, Oh my lord, what shall I do
I gotta feelin, that everything's gonna be all right
I gotta feelin everything's gonna be all right
I gotta feelin that everything's gonna be all right
Be all right
Be all right
Be all right
(man it's funny cause I learnt this song when I was a little kid
When I went to visit my granddaddy down there in Mobile, Alabama
He stayed in this place called Trendy Garden you know what I'm sayin?
He used to grow his vegetables right there on the side of the house
And every now and then he'd get me to help him out know what I'm sayin?
And as he was like weedin out his garden and everything
He'd sing all kinda tunes and hymns know what I'm sayin?
And sometime he'd sing the same one like over and over and over again
You know what I'm sayin?
He'd get tired of singin the words
Sometimes he'd take a sip of his water outta that glass jar, set it back down
And while we was plantin them collard greens, he'd hum it
Just like this right here, help me out cuz, you know how we used to do it)
{*humming*}
It gets all in my hands
It gets all in my feet
It makes me wanna sing my song
To every little girl I meet
It gets all in my heart
It gets all in my sole
It comes straight out my mouth
And then I lose control
Cause I, I got this feelin, that everything's gonna be all right
Be all right
Be all right
Be all right
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1PFB2nD81Isk7X6ZtQMGKY | Redferrin | Jack and Diet Coke | Now, baby, all I want is-
♪
You told me your name, I said "Girl, where you from?"
You said, "Kentucky, where them thoroughbreds run"
But we drank Tennessee 'til we seen the sun
Gettin' Black Label bottle undone
Yeah, you wanted a chaser and I love the chase
Said you drink it sweet, oh, but, I drink it straight
Damn, well, I guess not today
Nah, 'cause baby, you said
You won't know the difference when you mix it with some whiskey
It'll still get you buzzed up just right
Don't believe it, kiss me, boy, still gon' get ya tipsy
So I did and your lips taste just like
Jack and Diet Coke
Jack and Diet Coke
Now, baby, all I want is Jack and Diet Coke
Jack and Diet Coke
Started playin' your song, you were singin' along
While I lit up a Marlboro on the patio
Only known you an hour, now you're talkin' about
How your momma would love me, but your daddy won't, nah!
They were half of the drinks, but they were gettin' us gone
Your kisses were liquor, and you were pourin' 'em on
And that bartender was pourin' 'em strong
Yeah, 'cause baby you said
You won't know the difference when you mix it with some whiskey
It'll still get you buzzed up just right
Don't believe it, kiss me, boy, still gon' get ya tipsy
So I did and your lips taste just like
Jack and Diet Coke
Jack and Diet Coke
Now, baby, all I want is Jack and Diet Coke
Jack and Diet Coke
I can't let you go, oh, oh
Now, baby, all I want
Now, baby, all I want
Ever since you left, can't help it, been sunk off the deep end
All that I can drink about is us still drunk off the weekend
When you said
You won't know the difference when you mix it with some whiskey
It'll still get you buzzed up just right
Don't believe it, kiss me, boy, still gon' get ya tipsy
So I did and your lips taste just like
Jack and Diet Coke
Jack and Diet Coke
Now, baby, all I want is Jack and Diet Coke
Jack and Diet Coke
Now, baby, all I want
♪
Now, baby, all I want
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3BDk82FzvaQu6hvLuhrcPh | Redferrin | Lose Her For Nothin’ | Up a hundred bucks off a pool tab
Still didn't have enough for the full tab
Just drunk enough, I couldn't text you back
But I sure sobered up when I read that
You said, "get your ass home, or I'm gettin' gone"
Need to quit gettin' stoned, she knows that I won't
So she left, 'cause I stayed
Boy, I paid, and I paid, and I paid
I didn't lose her for nothin', I was bluffin'
Actin' like a southern boy would ever change
Hell, I had it comin', all caught up in a barbwire
White House, Tennessee ways
She came from high dollar, she loved the blue Collar
Holler boy a little bit more every day
Damn, she was somethin'
Didn't lose her for nothin', for nothin'
God's gotta have a reason for makin' her leave
Besides takin' me straight to the bar
Straight back to the bottle, double shots, full throttle
With a centerfold model from wherever she's from
Yeah, I reckon he's back to teachin' me lessons in love
'Cause I reckon we're still wreckin' and messin' things up
Like her, like us, keep on runnin' off everything I love
Didn't lose her for nothin', I was bluffin'
Actin' like a southern boy would ever change
Hell, I had it comin', all caught up in a barbwire
White House, Tennessee ways
She came from high dollar, she loved the blue Collar
Holler boy a little bit more every day
Damn, she was somethin'
Didn't lose her for nothin', not for nothin'
(Didn't lose her for nothin', not for nothin', lose her for nothin')
(Oh-oh-oh)
Yeah, she said, "get your ass home, or I'm gettin' gone"
Need to quit gettin' stoned, Lord knows that I won't
So she left, 'cause I stayed
Boy, I paid and I paid and I paid
Didn't lose her for nothin', oh (lose her for nothin')
Didn't lose her for nothin' (lose her for nothin')
Didn't lose her for nothin'
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1anhShnV3TW10oJsULGf8W | Redferrin | Miss Summer | Blue eyes, blue jeans, tank top, blonde hair tied up in a knot
Midwest accent, tan skin, how the hell could a country boy not
Fall in love like I did? Been hooked on her ever since
I gave her all that I got, now she gone, moving on and it is what it is
She was just Miss Summer
Couple months' all you get from her
She'll get you higher than the tips at the top of the pines, yeah
Get you losing your mind
With just one kiss from her
Make you wanna put your Levi knee in the dirt
Boy, it's gonna hurt when you find out she's a midnight runner
Kinda girl like that gonna make you miss summer
(Hell yeah)
Tennessee never seen anything like her on the side of this creek
Tip-toeing out the water, only thing that was hotter than the July heat
But now the leaves are falling all around me
Ain't been the same here in Sumner County
Since she left out and I want her back
It's hard to face the facts
She was just Miss Summer
Couple months' all you get from her
She'll get you higher than the tips at the top of the pines, yeah
Get you losing your mind
With just one kiss from her
Make you wanna put your Levi knee in the dirt
Boy, it's gonna hurt when you find out she's a midnight runner
Kinda girl like that gonna make you miss summer
She gonna make you miss summer
She was just Miss Summer
Couple months' all you get from her
She'll get you higher than the tips at the top of the pines, yeah
She'll get you losing your mind
With just one kiss from her
Make you wanna put your Levi knee in the dirt
Boy, it's gonna hurt when you find out she's a midnight runner
Kinda girl like that gonna make you miss summer
(Damn, I miss Miss Summer)
(Sure miss Miss Summer)
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3Sg0jiuv2ckmxTBX4tLJQq | Redferrin | Just Like Johnny | Crack a bottle, pour another drink
Flicking cigarettes off in the sink
'Bout to kick it into gear and hit the bar
Took this shit too far that night and broke your heart again
Baby, I don't think I'll ever learn
Probably always had to crash and burn
It's like I love living in the flames
Swear I will, but don't think I'll ever change
Girl, the same way Johnny loved June
Is the same way I'll be loving you
'Til the day them angels come through
Just make sure you want it, baby
'Cause I'm just like Johnny, yeah
I smoke that smoke to get high
Ain't nowhere close to walking that line
Stay three sheets gone and out of my mind
So make sure you want it, baby
'Cause I'm just like Johnny, baby ('cause I'm just like Johnny, 'cause I'm just like Johnny, baby)
Ain't no doubt about it, I'ma let you down
I keep on wondering how long you gon' stick around
How many times have I put you through the rain?
And after all the hell, still ain't a ring up on that finger, no
Baby, I don't think I'll ever learn
You'll probably always have to watch me crash and burn
I always fall back in the same traps I've always been caught up in
Again and again and again 'til the end
Girl, the same way Johnny loved June
Is the same way I'll be loving you
'Til the day them angels come through
Just make sure you want it, baby
'Cause I'm just like Johnny, yeah
I smoke that smoke to get high
Ain't nowhere close to walking that line
Stay three sheets gone and out of my mind
So make sure you want it, baby
'Cause I'm just like Johnny, baby
♪
Girl, the same way Johnny loved June
Is the same way I'll be loving you
'Til the day them angels come through
Just make sure you want it, baby
'Cause I'm just like Johnny, yeah
I smoke that smoke to get high
Ain't nowhere close to walking that line
Stay three sheets gone and out of my mind
So make sure you want it, baby
'Cause I'm just like Johnny, baby ('cause I'm just like Johnny, 'cause I'm just like Johnny, baby)
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73ittltzIXG7oHzGTlLy3G | Redferrin | Doin' Life | I was hell on wheels 'til every damn wheel fell off
If he told me not to do it then I did it with him, why the hell not?
Like I held on to us through the dust just hoping somehow
Maybe we can ride it out, even though I knew we were headed for the ground
Lucky to even be alive, the way I was doin' life
Hardly made it through the nights, I was fighting suicide
Every day feeling low, like it's just the way it goes
When you come from down the road, you get used to getting by
Just trying to survive, the way I was doin' life
Felt like I was doin' life, yeah
After I loved her, never was the same again
She said the same about cocaine and Jameson
She got me drunk, I got her high, end up the same way every damn night
Thought we were untouchable but I ain't touched a cent
Since that same loose night where the river bend
Casino took all of my money and that Midwest honey done run off with my heart
Lucky to even be alive, the way I was doin' life
Hardly made it through the nights, I was fighting suicide
Every day feeling low, like it's just the way it goes
When you come from down the road, you get used to getting by
Just trying to survive, the way I was doin' life
Felt like I was doin' life when I was doin' life
Lucky to even be alive, the way I was doin' life
Hardly made it through the nights, I was fighting suicide
Every day feeling low, like it's just the way it goes
When you come from down the road, you get used to getting by
Just trying to survive, the way I was doin' life
Felt like I was doin' life
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5gZBHQarvPOGr526tWGKOW | Redferrin | Downhome Dreams | I was raised the Lord's to thank for each and every single blessing
Lord knows I've been countin' mine, there ain't no second guessing
After all the things he gave me, sure hate to ask for more
But it ain't fancy things I'm praying for, no
Just a life of love, a wife to kiss
A couple kids, a picket fence
A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town
If it's the last thing that I ever ask
Is plenty more good years with dad
I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see
How a boy like me ends up turnin' out
Chasin' down these downhome dreams
(Chasin' down these downhome dreams)
Used to hope that I go pro, but 18 came, I let that go
I have bills to pay and nothin' saved, so that's the way it goes
But the day I lost my mama was the day that I woke up
Figured out that I don't need that much, no
Just a life of love, a wife to kiss
A couple kids, a picket fence
A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town
If it's the last thing that I ever ask
It's plenty more good years with dad
I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see
How a boy like me ends up turnin' out
Chasin' down these downhome dreams
(Chasin' down these downhome dreams)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Thinkin' 'bout how things will be
When the man upstairs sends one down for me
A life of love, a wife to kiss
Couple kids, a picket fence
A red brick house, poor trap brown on the edge of a little town
If it's the last thing that I ever ask
It's plenty more good years with dad
I'm pretty sure he'd probably like to see
How a boy like me ends up turnin' out
Chasin' down these downhome dreams
(Chasin' down these downhome dreams)
How a boy like me ends up turnin' out
Chasin' down these downhome dreams
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4hnK6Q3JSfSxnYIpxmxoOj | Redferrin | Tell 'Em Why | Tell 'em how you used to tell me where I had to meet ya
Park my truck around the back of the Adelicia
Tryna keep it low-key, kinda secret
Tickets in the nosebleeds, kinda sneaky
For too long acted like ya didn't know about it
All a-sudden, flip a switch and you so about it
Spent too many days playin' games with you
So, when ya
Tell 'em why I left
I know you won't tell the truth
I always gave my best
And it never was enough for you
Gon' get it off your chest
Tell 'em I'm the worst, throw a little dirt
We both know why it didn't work
So don't blame it on nobody, but yourself
When you tell 'em why I left
(When you tell 'em why, tell 'em why)
Yeah, when you tell 'em why I left
One minute tryna hide me from ya little sister
Next minute tryna get me in the family picture
Now ya up on my IG creepin'
Tryna hit my new girl in the DM
Slidin' in tryna make us unhappy
Tellin' lies, yeah right, never happened
Spent too many days playin' games with you
So, when ya
Tell 'em why I left
I know you won't tell the truth
I always gave my best
And it never was enough for you
Gon' get it off your chest
Tell 'em I'm the worst, throw a little dirt
But we both know why it didn't work
So don't blame it on nobody, but yourself
When you tell 'em why I left
(When you tell 'em why, tell 'em why)
Yeah, when you tell 'em why I left
Too worried 'bout your own reputation
I was all in, no hesitation
Never could meet your expectations
So, baby
Tell 'em why I left
Tell 'em why I left
I know you won't tell the truth
I always gave my best
And it never was enough for you
Gon' get it off your chest
Tell 'em I'm the worst, throw a little dirt
But we both know why it didn't work
So don't blame it on nobody, but yourself
When you tell 'em why I left
(When you tell 'em why, tell 'em why)
When you tell 'em why I left
(When you tell 'em why, tell 'em why) yeah, girl
When you tell 'em why I left
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0zpxJZIcJUZZTAuhpkmas2 | Redferrin | Stuck | Come on, she got me stuck
She got me stuck
For some reason, always gotta learn the hard way
End up right between a rock and a hard place
Always chasin' what I know I don't need
Pretty damn good at gettin' in too deep (in too deep)
She got a look about her thinkin' that she dangerous (dangerous)
People lookin' at us thinkin' that we famous (famous)
I ain't sure I was gonna go
But damn, I sure gotta know (gotta know)
She from California, I'm from Tennessee, yeah (I'm from Tennessee, yeah)
I can't really tell if she be into me, yeah (she be into me, yeah)
But she say she like the boots, gold chain, and the Realtree (Realtree)
Got me tryna figure out what the deal be
She from Hollywood lookin' good million dollars
I'm from out the woods, hillbilly, from the holler
I don't care if it's lust, if it's love
All I know is I can't get enough
She got me stuck
Like a truck, deep mud, deep ruts, way out in the cut
She got me stuck
Even four-wheel drive won't work this time, yeah
What's a good ol' boy from a back road
Doin' messin' with a girl from the West Coast?
Can't help but wonder if I'm gonna get hurt (gonna get hurt)
But not ever knowin' that'd hurt a lot worse (hurt a lot worse)
I gotta know what's on her mind, I'm tryna find it out (find it out)
I ain't one to waste my time, I'm tryna ride it out (ride it out)
Opposites attract, then we damn sure different
Maybe I'm somethin' she been missin' (she been missin')
She from California, I'm from Tennessee, yeah (I'm from Tennessee, yeah)
I can't really tell if she be into me, yeah (she be into me, yeah)
But she say she like the boots, gold chain, and the Realtree (Realtree)
Got me tryna figure out what the deal be
She from Hollywood, lookin' good, million dollars
I'm from out the woods, hillbilly, from the holler
I don't care if it's lust, if it's love
All I know is I can't get enough
She got me stuck
Like a truck, deep mud, deep ruts, way out in the cut
She got me stuck
Even four-wheel drive won't work this time, yeah
On paper, we ain't really supposed to work (no)
She's a little blacktop, I'm a little red dirt (come on)
She from California, I'm from Tennessee, yeah (I'm from Tennessee, yeah)
I can't really tell if she be into me, yeah (she be into me, yeah)
But she say she like the boots, gold chain, and the Realtree (Realtree)
Got me tryna figure out what the deal be
She from Hollywood, lookin' good, million dollars
I'm from out the woods, hillbilly, from the holler
I don't care if it's lust, if it's love
All I know is I can't get enough
She got me stuck
Like a truck, deep mud, deep ruts, way out in the cut
She got me stuck
Even four-wheel drive won't work this time
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6gxi11hxDzvu0h1sXdaKIx | Redferrin | Red In My Last Name | Oh, yeah
Come on
♪
Tell 'em 'bout it one time
Business up front, party in the back
Cutoff sleeves with a sleeve of tats
Rock Mapco shades and I pay with cash
That I cut a lot of grass for
What more can you ask for?
Pretty painted-up toes on the dashboard
Ain't gotta lot of stamps on my passport
But I can give y'all a Back Forty crash course
Any time you like
I come by it honestly
The apple don't fall far from the tree
I got some blue in my collar
Got some dirt on my boots
I got some green in my wallet
Got a sack of it too
I got these looks from my Mama
Me and Dad act the same
That's why I do what I wanna
'Cause I got red in my last name
My last name
Raised on Sonic, Creekside chronic
Little long cut Griz, I'm still on it
I can spit some bars, or I can country-song it
I can teach you how to honky-tonk
Just when you thought it couldn't get any hicker
That White House accent gets a little thicker
When I hit a little too much homemade liquor
Just to get there quicker
I got some blue in my collar
Got some dirt on my boots
I got some green in my wallet
Got a sack of it too
I got these looks from my Mama
Me and Dad act the same
That's why I do what I wanna
'Cause I got red in my last name
Red ain't just blood runnin' through my veins
No, I got red in my last name
♪
I come by it honestly (it's some Cotton town shit)
The apple don't fall far from the tree
(Now, come on)
I got some blue in my collar
Got some dirt on my boots
I got some green in my wallet
I got a sack of it too
I got these looks from my Mama
Me and Dad act the same
That's why I do what I wanna
'Cause I got red in my last name
Red ain't just blood runnin' through my veins (my last name)
Nah, I got red in my last name
Red ain't just blood runnin' through my veins (My last name)
Nah, I got red in my last name
(Sure do)
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4drKB02HQdI49FtImjXSj4 | AMEN Music | Hero - Live | I was in the darkness, broken ashamed
I was crushed beneath the weight of my mistakes
Oh, I was guilty, I wore the blame
But it only took one moment, just one name
I called upon the only one who saves
And when I needed a hero
Heaven's King stepped down to earth
When I needed a clean soul
Holy blood fell to the dirt
And once and for all, love took the fall
Jesus, Jesus
You are my hero
Hmm hm hm
Don't think I'll ever find words to say
I'm so grateful, I'm so humbled, I'm amazed
And You are worthy of all the praise
When I joined the Angel's choir still I say (oh oh)
Thank You for not giving up on me
When I needed a hero
Heaven's King stepped down to earth
When I needed a clean soul
Holy blood fell to the dirt
And once and for all, love took the fall
Jesus (ohh oh) Jesus
(When I) when I needed a hero
Heaven's King stepped down to earth
When I needed a clean soul
Holy blood fell to the dirt
(Oh) once and for all, love took the fall
Jesus (oh) Jesus
You are my hero
I was dead but now I'm alive (this is my testimony)
Was an orphan now I'm a child (oh)
I've been redeemed, my spirit's free
I'll never need another
Jesus (eh, You are my) Jesus (testify)
You are my hero
I was dead but now I'm alive (just look at me eh)
Was an orphan now I'm a child (I am, I am)
I've been redeemed, my spirit's free
I'll never need another
Jesus (You are, You are)
Jesus (hey Jesus)
Jesus (hey Jesus)
Jesus (You are, You are, You are)
Jesus (oh)
Jesus
When I needed a hero
When I needed a clean soul
(Once and for all)
Once and for all, love took the fall
Jesus, Jesus
You are my hero
You are, You are, You are
You are, You are, You are
In all You are, In all You are
In all You are, In all You are
Ehh
My hero
♪
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story (hey)
I've got a testimony (oh)
I've got to tell (how can I be silent)
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story (eh)
I've got a testimony (eh look at what He's done)
I've got to tell my story (look at what He's done)
I've got a testimony (look at who He's been)
I've got to tell my story (I'm not the same, I'm not the same)
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story (I've got a testimony)
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
I've got a testimony (look at where I am now)
I've got to tell my story (look at where I am now)
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
♪
I've got a reason, you've got a reason
Look at where I am now
Look at where I was back then
Look at where I am now
♪
Look at where I am now
Look at where I was back then
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
I've got a testimony
Look at where I am now
Look at where I was back then
Look at where I am now
Look at where I was back then
(I was dead, I was dead)
I was dead but now I'm alive (I was an orphan, testify)
I was an orphan now I'm a child (say I've been redeemed)
I've been redeemed, my spirit's free
I'll never need another (say, Jesus)
Jesus (say)
Jesus (I was dead)
I was dead but now I'm alive (I've got to tell my story)
I was an orphan now I'm a child
I've been redeemed, my spirit's free
I'll never need another (say)
Jesus (You are)
Jesus (say, Jesus, Jesus)
Jesus (You are)
Jesus (only you my)
Jesus (my Jesus)
Jesus (my Jesus, oh, You are my)
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
You are my hero
♪
My hero
♪
You are my hero
Only, no one else God
You are my hero
♪
You are my hero
You are my hero
♪
Just look around
Just look around
Look at all the blessings
You are my
It was only about to blow
It was only to go
You are my hero
♪
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
I've got a testimony
I've got to tell my story
Testimony
I've got to tell my story
Testimony
I've got to tell my story
I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it
I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it
If you're still alive, testify
If you're still alive, testify
If you're still alive, testify
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1SdPjZBaAHb6bFYhak7uwR | Ahmed Ezzat | 3ayem fe bahr el 3'adr | آه... يا ليل يا ليل
يا بياعين الصحاب قولولي بيعتوا إزاي
عشان أتعلم أبيع
أنا أشتريت الصحاب وغدر الصحاب خلاني أبيع
♪
عايم في بحر الغدر، شط الندالة مليان
بقلوب ماليها شر والبر ما له أمان
نيجي الخسيس منه، أما الأصيل غرقان
والقوي في قوته بس على الغلبان
شيطان ضحك عالكل والذل كان عنوان
نشر الفجور والظلم ما بين بني الإنسان
ولما قبضوا التمن الكل باع وخان
واللي عامل حبيبي على حقيقته بان
شايف الوشوش ألوان، بلياتشو وبهلوان
بيمثلوا الضحكة وبيصنعوا الأوهام
يا قلوب بلا مأوى، جبل الهموم أقوى
فيها القوي عالضعيف جاي بيستقوى
فيها القوي عالضعيف جاي بيستقوى
دنيا فيها الفاعل مبني على المفعول
الفرح فيها ماضي بابه صبح مقفول
مركب في بحر غريق والبحر موجه عالي
ما بيفرقش ما بين عزيز ولا غالي
خلق وآخرها تراب، عايشين في دنيا سراب
واللي كانوا حبايب دلوقتي بقوا أغراب
وعجبي عليك يا عجب، على إيه بتستعجب
دنيا وفيها العجب هو اللي المستعجب
وعجبي عليك يا عجب على إيه بتستعجب
دنيا وفيها العجب هو اللي مستعجب
بحر قاسية وناس مش هي ووشوش عمالة بتتلخبط
فين الطيبة فين الحنية، أصل الدنيا خلاص بتشطب
عايم في بحر الغدر، شط الندالة مليان
بقلوب ماليها شر والبر ما له أمان
نيجي الخسيس منه، أما الأصيل غرقان
والقوي في قوته بس على الغلبان
شيطان ضحك عالكل والذل كان عنوان
نشر الفجور والظلم ما بين بني الإنسان
ولما قبضوا التمن الكل باع وخان
واللي عامل حبيبي على حقيقته بان
شط الندم مليان على بر ومفيش أمان
أمواج حزن وأسى والكل فيه غرقان
أمواج حزن وأسى والكل فيه غرقان
عايم في بحر الغدر، شط الندالة مليان
بقلوب ماليها شر والبر ما له أمان
آه...
يا ليلي ليل
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7tGhURkfoFdSy5orBxOehe | Ali Samara | Mahragan Ayem Fe Bahr El Ghadr | عايم في بحر الغدر
شط الندالة مليان بقلوب ماليها الشر
والبر ماله أمان
نجي الخسيس منه اما الاصيل غرقان
والقوي في قوته بس علي الغلبان
شيطان ضحك علي الكل
والذل كان عنوان
نشر الفجور والذل ما بين بني الإنسان
ولما قبضوا التمن الكل باع وخان
واللي عامل حبيبي علي حقيقته بان
شايف الوشوش الوان
بلياتشو وبهلوان
بيمثلوا الضحكه وبيصنعوا الأوهام
يا قلوب بلا مأوي جبل الهموم اقوي
فيها القوي عالضعيف
جاي بيستقوي
فيها القوي عالضعيف
جاي بيستقوي
دنيا فيها الفاعل مبني على المفعول
الفرح فيها ماضي بابه صبح مقفول
مركب في بحر غريق والبحر موجه عالي
مبيفرقش ما بين عزيز ولا غالي
خلق وأخرها تراب عايشين في دنيا سراب
واللي كانوا حبايب دلوقتي بقوا أغراب
عجبي عليك يا عجب
علي اي بتستعجب
دنيا وفيها العجب هو اللي مستعجب
عجبي عليك يا عجب
علي اي بتستعجب
دنيا وفيها العجب هو اللي مستعجب
بحراسيه ناس مش هي ووشوش عماله بتتلخبط
فين الطيبه فين الحنيه
اصل الدنيا خلاص بتشطب
يلا يا خليل
عايم في بحر الغدر
شط الندالة مليان بقلوب ماليها الشر
والبر ماله أمان
نجي الخسيس منه اما الاصيل غرقان
والقوي في قوته بس علي الغلبان
شيطان ضحك علي الكل
والذل كان عنوان
نشر الفجور والذل ما بين بني الإنسان
ولما قبضوا التمن الكل باع وخان
واللي عامل حبيبي علي حقيقته بان
شط الندم مليان
على بره مفيش امان
امواج حزن وأسى والكل فيه غرقان
امواج حزن وأسى والكل فيه غرقان
عايم في بحر الغدر
شط الندالة مليان بقلوب ماليها الشر
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7BajG2bGcf6vv44MiMIh9G | axaero | no love! | Bluenights
♪
Ayy, bitch, I do the most
All-black tinted whip, V12, this a Ghost
Goin' through my city, thick coat, it's finna snow
I be gettin' faded in the back with the bros (Ayy)
Told her, "Bust it down, baby, drop it low" (Drop it low)
I know that she like me, she addicted to my flow, ayy (Ayy)
She said she in love, but I don't really know (I don't know)
I can't really trust, got no love for no ho (For no ho, bitch)
I can't love no ho, she be playin' all them games
Got yo' shawty in the room, she about to give me face
Baby, bust it down, turn around, twerk it to the bass
Yeah, she love the sound, give me mouth, tell me how it taste
Ayy, what's good? All thesе bitches don't faze me (Nah)
You should gеt it understood, with my brothers, with the team
Yeah, you know we eatin' good (Eatin' good)
I'm still gettin' bags everyday, like I should (Like I should)
Yeah, bitch, I'm number one, you should get it understood
Ayy, bitch, I do the most
All-black tinted whip, V12, this a Ghost
Goin' through my city, thick coat, it's finna snow
I be gettin' faded in the back with the bros (Ayy)
Told her, "Bust it down, baby, drop it low" (Drop it low)
I know that she like me, she addicted to my flow, ayy (Ayy)
She said she in love, but I don't really know (I don't know)
I can't really trust, got no love for no ho (For no ho, bitch)
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6G2lxvFed0JbSnu93lKpNV | XATASHI | MOON&STARS! | Bad bitch on my line, like wassup hoe?
Don't waste no more time and i really wanna know
If you really wanna go, take you on a fucking trip
To the motherfucking moon and stars, here we go
And i don't want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
If he really want that fucking smoke, we don't throw hands
Iced my wrist, so damn cold you a whole fan
Flex on my haters
They make me money whilst i flex bands, Bad bitch on my line
Like wassup hoe
Don't waste no more time and i really wanna know
If you really wanna go, take you on a fucking trip
To the motherfucking moon and stars, here we go
And i don't want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
If he really want that fucking smoke, we don't throw hands
Iced my wrist, so damn cold you a whole fan
Flex on my haters
They make me money whilst i flex bands
Ay Ay Damn
Tell lil shawty she can run it aye
If she wanna kick it, tell lil shawty we gone pun it
Gotta bad bitch, come into the crib because she want it
If she want it imma buy it, i aint really with the stuntin
Got a bag on my neck with all this ice on my neck
She gone bring it down, because she like to get reckless
Shawty said i give her lock jaw, no tetanus
I keep staring but i hope you aint offended girl
Damn, Girl you so damn fine uh
I swear to god that you always on my mind uh
And i aint really like the way we waste time a lot
But she a bad bitch so im tryna take her to my spot aye
Drop it like it hot, baby show me what you got uh
I know I'm moving fast, girl i know that its a lot uh
But i cant wife you if i find out you a thot
But shawty said she love me but i can never love no thot
Bad bitch on my line, like wassup hoe?
Don't waste no more time and i really wanna know
If you really wanna go, take you on a fucking trip
To the motherfucking moon and stars, here we go
And i don't want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
If he really want that fucking smoke, we don't throw hands
Iced my wrist, so damn cold you a whole fan
Flex on my haters
They make me money whilst i flex bands, Bad bitch on my line
Like wassup hoe
Don't waste no more time and i really wanna know
If you really wanna go, take you on a fucking trip
To the motherfucking moon and stars, here we go
And i don't want that hoe cause this 44 tucked for her new man
If he really want that fucking smoke, we don't throw hands
Iced my wrist, so damn cold you a whole fan
Flex on my haters
They make me money whilst i flex bands
Hopped out the plane, i just got a new patek
I ain't talking uzi, that shit automatic
Pull up to the spot, make it rain like confetti
That pussy want smoke, aight bet let him have it
I got bands, got cash, big benz
Louis V on my belt talking big brands
Girl you lookin so fly in that dress, take a sip and relax, im the one and that's facts
Got you in my whip, this shit is a hellcat
Kickdown, ion know where the brakes at
Big stones all up on my wrist, can you see that?
Oh that's yo bitch?
I'll make sure that I hit that
I just pulled up in a brand new foreign
Poured up a four now that shit got me snoring
Bitch we up next, i don't know what you thinking
If you want the smoke, you get popped like a pimple
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5Oy0CdrA3i1xOwHDpfNLyF | Artifex27 | GOTTA GO! | Okay let's go
These bitches playin' games, I ain't falling for no hoe, yeah
I be catching flights, got no time, I got to go
I be swerving through the city, yeah my eyes real low, yeah
I can't get no sleep, yeah, I got to get this dough, yeah
I've been on the grind for many years
I might buy my mom a house, so she'll never shed a tear
Aye bitch, I'm destined for this shit, I ain't got no time to spare
Cold nights in my city, blowing smoke, bitch I'm busy, like
I was tryna find myself a hoe, like
I can't even sleep at night, 'cause I feel so alone at night, yeah
Her boyfriend wanna fight me, yeah
I count these bands, then I dance, put the blicky in my pants
Fly to France, 'cause I can, Imma give myself a chance
I'm on go-mode, I know she playing games, but I just want her to know, yeah
Okay let's go
These bitches playin' games, I ain't falling for no hoe, yeah
I be catching flights, got no time, I got to go
I be swerving through the city, yeah my eyes real low, yeah
I can't get no sleep, yeah, I got to get this dough, yeah
I've been on the grind for many years
I might buy my mom a house, so she'll never shed a tear
Aye bitch, I'm destined for this shit, I ain't got no time to spare
Cold nights in my city, blowing' smoke, bitch I'm busy, like
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2fvKb7O6v2pnT6Mmkpvss9 | Artifex27 | prove it! | Yo bro did you see that girl at the club?
Yo she's goin crazy bruh
No cap brother that's some mad ass bitch 'round here
I hear you Artifex
Yeah lil shawty ain't fluent
She from the beach, yeah she know how to move it
She say she love me, well you better prove it
She got a man, but I know that she choosing
Ay
I ain't playing games, cause I'm really with the shits
I got 2 twin blocks, if you talking all that shit
Ayo I pulled up to the scene, and I left with yo bitch
Throw it back like Shakira, she shaking em hips
Yeah
Bad like Shakira, she shaking 'em hips
That's yo girl at the party, and now she inside my whip
Throwing money at the stage, at the club, we be wildin'
I might steal yo shawty then I take her to the islands
Like damn, shawty she a fan
She showing all of my songs to her friends
Pull up in a Bentley, bitch this ain't no benz
Bad lil bitch, she ten outta ten
Yeah lil shawty ain't fluent
She from the beach, yeah she know how to move it
She say she love me, well you better prove it
She got a man but I know that she choosing
Aye
I ain't playing games, cause I'm really with the shits
I got 2 twin blocks, if you talking all that shit
Aye I pulled up to the scene, and I left with yo bitch
Throw it back like Shakira, she shaking em hips
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5eBpfwTJBusVJp8VcLwokY | Artifex27 | straight to the moon! | Yuh, what's good? (Ay)
Tell me baby what it do (ay, yuh)
Let's go, ay I'll take to the straight to the moon (ay)
Drop top Bentley with a badass bitch
Shawty throws it back, and shake that shit
Run around town with a .30 clip
Pull up on an opp and I make 'em twitch
Yuh, what's good? (Ay)
Tell me baby what it do (ay, yuh)
Let's go, ay I'll take to the straight to the moon (ay)
Drop top Bentley with a badass bitch
Shawty throws it back, and shake that shit
Run around town with a .30 clip
Pull up on an opp and I make 'em twitch
Woah, she look so fucking' fine in that red dress
But she playin' games, shawty this is not chess
Like damn
Baby girl saw you on the 'gram, like
"Fuck how the fuck do you ain't got no mans?"
Like damn
I see you in my dreams, your the one for me, baby
She got my attention, when you pulled up to the scene, baby
I just wanna know if you would ride all day for me, baby
Girl you so damn perfect, yeah
We could be a team, baby
Yuh, what's good? (Ay)
Tell me baby what it do (ay, yuh)
Let's go, ay I'll take to the straight to the moon (ay)
Drop top Bentley with a badass bitch
Shawty throws it back, and shake that shit
Run around town with a .30 clip
Pull up on an opp and I make 'em twitch
Yuh, what's good? (Ay)
Tell me baby what it do (ay, yuh)
Let's go, ay I'll take to the straight to the moon (ay)
Drop top Bentley with a badass bitch
Shawty throws it back, and shake that shit
Run around town with a .30 clip
Pull up on an opp and I make 'em twitch
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3bqi5tFGebSLHpFI8YrjsB | Artifex27 | don't faze me | Aye I pull up on the scene and I might take yo' lady
I'm focused on the bag all these bitches don't faze me
They tryna be like me ain't nobody can replace me
Me and Artifex going fast in the mercedes
Got a shawty in the backseat, yeah she off a xanny
Oh is that your bitch, yeah she might need a plan b
Pretty face, pretty waist, yeah she sweet like candy
Switch lanes, AMG, moving like a ten speed
Aye you should check yo lady cause she all in my dms
Yeah she a lil' hoe sending pictures on the gram
Yeah she a lil' freak cause she taking off her pants
But I dont really like her so I moved on to her friend
Like woah, you can't do like it me
Step onto the scene with them nikes on my feet, yeah
Fit too cold yeah you might feel the breeze
I been making all these hits now these bitches know me, like sheesh
Got raf simons on my feet lil' thot check my steez
Yeah my neck so cold you might even feel a breeze
Tryna make that shawty mine but she playing like a WII
Got her laying in my sheets but I know that she a fiend
I be Ballin like MJ and Pippen
Couple thousand plays on spotify and now them bitches trippin'
I be counting up them digits, aye lil' bitch give me a minute
Make my way to the top I don't think about quitting
Aye I pull up on the scene and I might take yo' lady
I'm focused on the bag all these bitches don't faze me
They tryna be like me ain't nobody can replace me
Me and Artifex going fast in the mercedes
Got a shawty in the backseat, yeah she off a xanny
Oh is that your bitch, yeah she might need a plan b
Pretty face, pretty waist, yeah she sweet like candy
Switch lanes, AMG, moving like a ten speed
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3S8CrV4hXColLx67bhZxTF | Artifex27 | CAN YOU SEE | (Hey CRXMSON, where are you at)
♪
Okay, like when was the last time you loved me
Like you are me
You make me feel like you can see what's inside me
Now I don't even know what's real
Like, you were my heart and you broke that shit
My, why that's the first time I crashed the 'whip
I'm so sick and tired of fallast shit
I might stick a bite and mouth this
Okay, like when was the last time you loved me
Like you are me
You make me feel like you can see what's inside me
Now I don't even know what's real
Like, you were my heart and you broke that shit
My, why that's the first time I crashed the 'whip
I'm so sick and tired of fallast shit
I might stick a bite and mouth this
Okay, it was clear from the start
You don't even have a heart
Now I'm lost in the dark
My life is so short
Lying straight to my face
Well, it's your habit every day
Now I'm lost, but OK
I'll still find a way
Yeah, I'm for sure different than the rest
Now I'm lying in a long-ended bed
Thinking out for who we had
If we wouldn't be so fucking mad
Guess you can't stand up to me anymore
I'm in the rain, I'm flying and soaring
Everything would be alright
If you don't feel like no sight
Okay, like when was the last time you loved me
Like you are me
You make me feel like you can see what's inside me
Now I don't even know what's real
Like, you were my heart and you broke that shit
My, why that's the first time I crashed the 'whip
I'm so sick and tired of fallast shit
I might stick a bite and mouth this
Okay, like when was the last time you loved me
Like you are me
You make me feel like you can see what's inside me
Now I don't even know what's real
Like, you were my heart and you broke that shit
My, why that's the first time I crashed the 'whip
I'm so sick and tired of fallast shit
I might stick a bite and mouth this
Okay, like when was the last time you loved me
Like you are me
You make me feel like you can see what's inside me
Now I don't even know what's real
(Hey CRXMSON, where are you at)
Like, you were my heart and you broke that shit
My, why that's the first time I crashed the 'whip
I'm so sick and tired of fallast shit
I might stick a bite and mouth this
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023ZpKGDbpjwsz0NKD0kpz | Artifex27 | red flannel | Your bitches mad, yeah you can't be like me, yeah
I stay up all night and count bands with my team
I do burnouts in my whip, pussy boy keep talking shit
F&N extended clip, I'll leave your ass in a ditch aye
Your bitches mad, yeah you can't be like me, yeah
I stay up all night and count bands with my team
I do burnouts in my whip, pussy boy keep talking shit
F&N extended clip, I'll leave your ass in a ditch aye
Your bitch on my line, she just wanna kill some time
Took your shawty by surprise, guess I'm just the type of guy
She fucking with my chains, she fucking with my style
Wanna be my ride or die, she a devil in disguise, yeah
Aye red flannel jacket, Air Force Ones on my fucking feet
Cuban chain on my neck, so these bitches gonna see
I'm the best of my city, your bitch she wanna get with me
But I don't got no time, I be making racks so I'm busy
Your bitches mad, yeah you can't be like me, yeah
I stay up all night and count bands with my team
I do burnouts in my whip, pussy boy keep talking shit
F&N extended clip, I'll leave your ass in a ditch aye
Your bitches mad, yeah you can't be like me, yeah
I stay up all night and count bands with my team
I do burnouts in my whip, pussy boy keep talking shit
F&N extended clip, I'll leave your ass in a ditch aye
Your bitches mad, yeah you can't be like me, yeah
I stay up all night and count bands with my team
I do burnouts in my whip, pussy boy keep talking shit
F&N extended clip, I'll leave your ass in a ditch aye
Your bitches mad, yeah you can't be like me, yeah
I stay up all night and count bands with my team
I do burnouts in my whip, pussy boy keep talking shit
F&N extended clip, I'll leave your ass in a ditch aye
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4uTGJvLu4HWSgtqav9j6E1 | Charlotte Plank | Nightshift | We ain't gonna come down
We just keep on pressing go
We ain't gonna come down
We just keep on pressing go
Yeah, International Biz is this
With the remix, lit
Lock into the rhythm, we synchronizing
Stepping out fresh, we super styling
Plug into the power, we energize this
When night-to-night heavy, we run the nightshift
Lock into the rhythm, we synchronizing
Stepping out fresh, we super styling
Plug into the power, we energize this
When night-to-night heavy, we run the nightshift
Ridin' now 'til the sun is rising
We don't need to know what's on our horizon
Plug into the power, we energize this
When night-to-night heavy, we run the nightshift
No, we ain't gonna come down
We just keep on pressing go (go, go, go, go)
We ain't gonna come down
'Til the feeling's got a hold (hold, hold, hold, hold)
We're only going up from here
Straight in to the atmosphere
No, we ain't gonna come down (come down)
We (you) just keep on pressing go, go (jump, jump)
Enter in the dance, plug it in an we begin
Crowd up in the center, they watch be dibidim
Watch the way we drop it in a mix timin'
Rise and amplifyin' when we come in with the swing
Just followin' the back an naturally harmonizin'
Climb into position, we synchronized it
Live from out the ghetto, we maximizin'
Sound of the Charlotte Planks is super styling-
Is super styling-
But we ain't gonna come-, but we ain't gonna come down
We just keep on pressing go (go, go, go, go)
We ain't gonna come down
'Til the feelings got a hold (hold, hold, hold, hold)
Yah, yah
We're only going up from here
Straight into the atmosphere
No, we ain't gonna come down (come down)
We just keep on pressing go
Lock into the-, lock into the-, lock into the-
Lock into the rhythm, we synchronizing
Synchronizing (we synchronizing)
Stepping out fresh, we super styling
Super styling (we're super styling)
Plug into the power, we energize this
We energize this (we energize this)
When night-to-night heavy, we run the nightshift
This is Charlotte Plank, we run the nightshift
Yah, International Biz is this
With the remix, lit
For Charlotte-, for Charlotte-, for Charlotte-
For Charlotte Planks, we run the nightshift
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4aCnujgzlSDXQ85txcuP9E | Rudimental | Green & Gold (feat. Charlotte Plank & Riko Dan) | I've been stuck in Sunday
Slipping out my head on a Monday morning
Tired of all my mind games
I play along, I play along
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boiling and about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
(Boy!)
Lose yourself in the green and gold
I've been here since Friday
Floating up and down, realized how boring
This could be the one place
Where we belong, here we belong
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boiling and about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Look, phase out, reload, nearly overload
We're sitting on the throne
And no one's getting overthrown
We're stepping out into the night-life
Even though it's cold, you know it's cold
'Cause dem not bad because we're badder
But dem not hot because we're hotter
We have to do it proper
Like a real Don Dada
Top boy, top gyal, top team, top shotta
Try a thing, but it no matter
Like a rock, dem a fit scatter
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boiling and about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Lose yourself in the green and gold
(There's no, there's no way-way, there's no way)
(There's no, there's no weekend for everybody)
(There's no, there's no way-way, there's no way)
(There's no, there's no weekend for everybody)
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4aOVLbe6JNp3GyzNssY3Og | Rudimental | Green & Gold (feat. Charlotte Plank & Riko Dan) - Extended Mix | (Mm-ah)
(Oh-yeah-yeah, ah, ah)
(Mm-mm, ah)
(Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, mm)
(Lose yourself in the green and gold)
(Mm-ah)
(Oh-yeah-yeah, ah, ah)
(Mm-mm, ah)
(Oh-yeah, oh-yeah)
(It's the-, it's the way, way, it's the way)
(It's the-, it's the weekend, everybody)
(It's the-, it's the way, way, it's the way)
(It's the-, it's the weekend, everybody)
I've been stuck in Sunday
Slippin' out my head on a Monday morning
Tired of all my mind games
I play along, I play along
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boilin', about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Boy!
Lose yourself in the green and gold
I've been here since Friday
Floating up and down, real life got boring
This could be the one place
Where we belong, here we belong
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boilin', about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Look, phase out, reload, nearly overload
We're sittin' on the throne and no one's gettin' overthrown
We're steppin' out into the nightlife, even though it's cold
You know it's cold
'Cause dem nah bad because we badder
Dem nah hot because we hotter
We haffi do it proper like a real don dada
Top bwoy, top gyal, top team, top shotta
Try a ting, but it nah matter
Like a rock, dem haffi scatter
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boilin', about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Lose yourself in the green and gold
It's the-, it's the way, way, it's the way
It's the-, it's the weekend everybody
It's the-, it's the way, way, it's the way
It's the-, it's the weekend everybody
It's the-, it's the way, way, it's the way
It's the-, it's the weekend everybody
It's the-, it's the way, way, it's the way
It's the-, it's the weekend everybody
(Mm-ah)
(Mm-mm, ah)
(Mm-ah)
(Mm-mm, ah)
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72XbhXFWC35fbBPmMUA0NR | Rudimental | Green & Gold (feat. Charlotte Plank & Riko Dan) - Skepsis VIP Mix | I've been stuck in Sunday
Slippin' out my head on a Monday morning
Tired of all my mind games
I play along, I play along
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boilin', about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Phase out, reload, nearly overload
Look (look)
Look (look)
I've been here since Friday
Floating up and down, real life got boring
This could be the one place
Where we belong, yeah, we belong
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boilin', about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
Look, phase out, reload, nearly overload
We're sittin' on the throne and no one's gettin' overthrown
We're steppin' out into the nightlife even though it's cold
You know it's cold
'Cause dem nah bad because we badder
Dem nah hot because we hotter
We haffi do it proper like a real don dada
Top bwoy, top gyal, top team, top shotta
Try a ting, but it nah matter
Like a rock, dem haffi scatter
And everybody knows
That's the way that the weekend goes
Tryna phase out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
And everybody knows
When you're boilin', about to blow
Need a way out, ready to reload
Lose yourself in the green and gold
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4pDMigVe00CtmHeqSD0Yvy | Charlotte Plank | Rage | Wait, we about to rage
Glitter on my face, disassociate
Wait, play that part again
Pulling me back in
Something hit the itch inside my brain, borderline insane
I've been calling everybody, telling 'em to come down to the stage
We about to rage
Damn it, I'm deranged
Sweating through the glitter on my face, disassociate
Losing all my mates
But they gon' have to wait, play that part again
Pulling me back in
Something hit the itch inside my brain, borderline insane
I-I've been calling everybody, telling 'em to come down to the stage
We about to rage
Damn it, I'm deranged
Sweating through the glitter on my face, disassociate
Lo-losing all my mates
But they gon' have to wait, wait, wait, wait
To wait, to wait, to wait, to wait
To wait
The atmosphere turns atomic
No longer afraid of heights
We're speeding up, hypersonic
We're dancing in blurry lines
I'm up and I can't control it
Awake in the witching hour
I feel the ground shake, tectonic
Is this gonna blow the power?
Wait, play that part again
Itch inside my brain, borderline insane
(I've been telling 'em to come down)
Wait, we about to rage
Glitter on my face, disassociate
They gon' have to wait, play that part again
Pulling me back in
Something hit the itch inside my brain, borderline insane
I-I've been calling everybody, telling 'em to come down to the stage
We about to rage
Damn it, I'm deranged
Sweating through the glitter on my face, disassociate
Lo-losing all my mates
But they gon' have to wait, wait, wait, wait
To wait, to wait, to wait, to wait
They gon' have to wait, wait, wait, wait
To wait, to wait, to wait, to wait
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4n7npue0fQKKmgC1CcHmao | Charlotte Plank | Redline | I ripped out this page
I went through that phase
Said I'd be okay
Felt good
Started off my life
I pretend I'm fine
Feel the cheap white wine in my blood
Forgetting you in someone else
At least that's what I tell myself
But he don't feel like home
But I still hear through the static
Go back to automatic
Redline, I'm running on a low
You were the one to drain me
But I feel more empty lately
Redline, I'm running on a low
Running on a low, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Running on a low, oh-oh, oh-oh
Running on a low, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Redline, I'm running on a low
I know it's a mess
That we won't address
But I crave the stormy weather
Thinking it will make me better
Forgetting you in someone else
At least that's what I tell myself
But he don't feel like home
But I still hear through the static
Go back to automatic
Redline, I'm running on a low
You were the one to drain me
But I feel more empty lately
Redline, I'm running on a low
Running on a low, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Running on a low, oh-oh, oh-oh
Running on a low, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Redline, I'm running on a low
Still hear through the static
Go back to automatic
Redline, I'm running on a low
You were the one to drain me
But I feel more empty lately
Redline, I'm running on a low
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4frxBwtRANvjsmv5cSTXeY | Charlotte Plank | Lights | Drunk
I only give the best bad advice
But here I am, a quarter to five
Am I doing this right?
Late
I'm always the last one to stay
Say, I shouldn't, doing shit I say
Running from the light of the day, the light of the day
So, tell me, tell me the night ain't done
Faced in my face 'til now
We'll find me when the lights go on, the lights go on
I'm spaced out, baseline, restore my blood
Can't tell me shit, I'm young
We'll find me when the lights go
When the lights go, when the lights go
Find me when the lights go on
♪
When the lights go
Find me when the lights go on
♪
Find me when the lights go on
I'm drunk
I keep seeing stars in the ceilings
Mixed up inside with my feelings
Dancing with the devil for his deal (the devil for his dealings)
Late
I'm always the last one to stay
Say, I shouldn't, doing shit I say
Running from the light of the day, the light of the day
So, tell me, tell me the night ain't done
Faced in my face 'til now
We'll find me when the lights go on, the lights go on
I'm spaced out, baseline, restore my blood
Can't tell me shit, I'm young
We'll find me when the lights go
When the lights go, when the lights go
Find me when the lights go on
♪
When the lights go
Find me when the lights go on
♪
Find me when the lights go on
So tell me, tell me the night ain't done
Faced in my face 'til now
We'll find me when the lights go on, the lights go on
So tell me, tell me the night ain't done
Faced in my face 'til now
We'll find me when the lights go, when the lights go
Find me when the lights go on
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4IuGXgd9vboxnmCQ59V4Z4 | Turno | Rave Out | Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Trapped in your mind in a haze now
Blowing up my phone on a comedown
Dark thoughts on your mind, now the lights out
Where you gonna go when the rave's out? (Rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out)
(Rave's out, rave's out, rave's out)
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Trapped in your mind in a haze now
Blowing up my phone on a comedown
Dark thoughts on your mind, now the lights out
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Trapped in your mind in a haze now
Blowing up my phone on a comedown
Dark thoughts on your mind, now the lights out
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Darling, on your own now
Who you gonna call?
Who you gonna call?
Who you gonna call?
Where you gonna go whеn the rave's out?
♪
♪
Blowing up my phone on a comеdown
Dark thoughts on your mind now the lights out
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
(Rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out)
♪
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Trapped in your mind in a haze now
Blowing up my phone on a comedown
Dark thoughts on your mind, now the lights out
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Trapped in your mind in a haze now
Blowing up my phone on a comedown
Dark thoughts on your mind, now the lights out
Where you gonna go when the rave's out?
Darling, on your own now
Who you gonna call?
Who you gonna call?
Who you gonna call?
Where you gonna go when the (rave's out)?
(Rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out, rave's out)
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6HqVIjBlYQ7Ig8x3TXUoAA | Rudimental | Dancing is Healing (feat. Vibe Chemistry) - Acoustic | Don't mind, don't mind if you cry on my shoulder
Remember, remember the things that I told ya
Darling, don't you cry, you gon' be alright
Leave it, leave it all behind, take it, take it off your mind
I know you've had to fight, but things are looking brighter
Let it go tonight, I know you need it
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time
When it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine
When it gets heavy
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time
When it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine
When it gets heavy
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
(Love is the answer, love is the answer)
(Love is the-, is the answer, dancing is healing)
Don't mind, don't mind if you cry on my shoulder
Remember, remember the things that I told ya
Darling, don't you cry, you gon' be alright
Leave it, leave it all behind, take it, take it off your mind
I know you've had to fight, but things are looking brighter
Let it go tonight, I know you need it
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time
When it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine
When it gets heavy
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time
When it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine
When it gets heavy
Dancing is healing
Love is the answer
(Love is the answer, love is the answer)
(Love is the, is the answer, dancing is healing)
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1Pvq76uvP8iMC7K0BXNE1c | NOISY | DANCEFLOOR | Back in the room, let's resume, I've got wider eyes
Late mid-June, sweet perfume, I'm revitalised
Flick on the switch, let's feel rich, get your mind right
Get your mind right, get your mind right
Roll up my jeans, flip my screen, I alleviate
Took a little min, table spins, people tessellate
Slow up the pace, ain't no race, got to calculate
Keep my brain awake, keep my brain awake
There must be something in the air tonight
I'd rather be back on the dance floor
I'm coming down, I hope I'm coming back
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
No way out when you're deep in
Got an anxious mind from the whole feeling
Got no talk so you won't hear speaking
Seems like such a good idea at the time
Sunk into the sofa
People around me seem so sober
I'm bare jealous, lack composure
Because when it hits me I'm far from fine
Fine, I'll get through it
Three hours later, I'll do it
Need contribution and some solution
But people always get through it
Think twice, I knew it
No fun going deep down to it
Won't happen again, it ain't worth the mend
It ain't worth the feeling, I'm through it
There must be something in the air tonight
I'd rather be back on the dance floor
I'm coming down, I hope I'm coming back
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Back in the room, let's resume, I've got wider eyes
Late mid-June, sweet perfume, I'm revitalised
Flick on the switch, let's feel rich, get your mind right
Get your mind right, get your mind right
There must be something in the air tonight
I'd rather be back on the dance floor
I'm coming down, I hope I'm coming back
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the-
Go ahead, I'll meet you on the dance floor
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5nTMgu7Lrbg09tkoSIAkL4 | Rudimental | Dancing is Healing | Don't mind, don't mind if you cry on my shoulder
Remember, remember the things that I told ya
Darlin', don't you cry, you gon' be alright
Leave it, leave it all behind, take it, take it off your mind
I know you've had to fight, but things are lookin' brighter
Let it go tonight, I know you need it
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time, when it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine, when it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time, when it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine, when it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
♪
Don't mind, don't mind if you cry on my shoulder
Remember, remember the things that I told ya
Darlin', don't you cry, you gon' be alright
Leave it, leave it all behind, take it, take it off your mind
I know you've had to fight, but things are lookin' brighter
Let it go tonight, I know you need it
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time, when it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine, when it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time, when it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine, when it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
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66HgndpCjoBOGJQx13c8DE | Rudimental | Dancing is Healing (with A Little Sound) - Remix | For the moment, yeah, we're alone now
For the moment, away from the crowd
For the moment, we take it all in
For the moment, it's us around
Before we go, let's run into the evening
Baby, when the sun goes down, you're all that I am needin' now
All that I am needing
And I'm beat up with emotion
The world is but a distant sound
You're all that I am needing now
Dancin' is healin'
Love is the answer
Dancin' is healin'
Love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time
When it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine
When it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin'
Love is the answer
♪
For the moment, you take every step as it comes
For the moment, this feeling is second to none
For the moment, I wish we could hold it and take it all in
And do it for the moment, it's us for now
Before we go, let's run into the evening
Baby, when the sun goes down, you're all that I am needin' now
All that I am needing
And I'm beat up with emotion
The world is but a distant sound
You're all that I am needing now, oh
Dancin' is healin'
Love is the answer
Dancin' is healin'
Love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time
When it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine
When it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin'
Love is the answer
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4r2WzeYBq11kO3McWL3deh | Rudimental | Dancing is Healing - Disco Lines Remix | Don't mind, don't mind if you cry on my shoulder
Remember, remember the things that I told ya
Darlin', don't you cry, you gon' be alright
Leave it, leave it all behind, take it, take it off your mind
I know you've had to fight, but things are lookin' brighter
Let it go tonight, I know you need it
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you need space, when you need time, when it gets heavy on your mind
When you lose faith, put your hand in mine, when it gets heavy
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin'
♪
(Love is the answer)
Love is the answer
♪
Love is the answer
♪
Love is the answer
♪
Dancin' is healin'
♪
Love is the answer
♪
Dancin' is healin'
♪
Love is the answer
♪
Dancin' is healin'
♪
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the answer
Dancin' is healin', love is the-
(Love is the-, love is the-) love is the answer
♪
(Dancing, dancing, uh-uh)
Love is the answer
♪
Love is the answer
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37KhWdLDRC4UMR8jxvVBdW | Danny Byrd | Let U Know (feat. Charlotte Plank) | I won't stay inside and then regret it
I won't wait until we both forget it
I want you to stay here, come and get it
Anything can happen if we let it
It's all possible if communication is a problem
But you'll never solve your problems running from them
If you stay here fighting, we can make it, please believe me
'Cause no one said that heaven will be easy, hell no
I just wanna let you know
I don't wanna let you go, I'd rather take the fall
I'm not gonna change my mind
I don't wanna look behind
Only you, for this one time, I'd rather risk it all
And I just wanna let you
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
I won't stay inside and then regret it
I won't wait until we both forget it
I want you to stay here, come and get it
Anything can happen if we let it
'Cause no one said that heaven will be easy, hell no
I just wanna let you know
I don't wanna let you go, I'd rather take the fall
I'm not gonna change my mind
I don't wanna look behind
Only you, for this one time, I'd rather risk it all
And I just wanna let you
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know
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5MsnXwlc53vv0ym7NPw5gh | Charlotte Plank | White Noise | Blame issues of commitment on your mother (on your mother)
Like insecurity issues on your father (on your father)
Excuse me if I don't believe you won't misuse your lovers
I wonder what it's gonna take to walk from ya
Yeah, the tighter your fist, I'll slip through your fingers
And the tighter ya grip, oh, I ain't gonna linger
I'm ignoring your shit, oh, I'm onto a winner
And you act like a prick, and it's wearing thinner
When you speak, it's white noise
Your excuses, white noise
You say you're just misunderstood
Do shit that only your daddy would
When you speak, it's white noise (ok, let's get on)
♪
When you speak, it's white noise
Your excuses, white noise
Lately you've been heavy on my shoulders
Like the guilt from things I should've told you
But I just can't rock your boat
Just coasting round your moat
I wonder what it's gonna take to walk from ya
Yeah, the tighter your fist, I'll slip through your fingers
And the tighter your grip, oh, I ain't gonna linger
I'm ignoring your shit, oh, I'm onto a winner
And you act like a prick, and it's wearing thinner
When you speak, it's white noise
Your excuses, white noise (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
You say you are just misunderstood
Do shit that only your daddy would
When you speak, it's white noise (ok, let's get on)
♪
When you speak, it's white noise
Your excuses, white noise
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1oBsMV7d0fMzVxXvNzHEOr | Rudimental | Break My Heart | Provided you break my heart
I still want you anyway doll
Decided right from the start
I will love you, ready or not
Are you ready or?
Provided you break my heart (break, break my heart)
I still want you anyway doll (any, anyway, anyway)
Decided right from the start
I will love you, ready or not
Are you ready or? (Ready or)
I'll be here waiting for you 'til the end
And if you break my heart, we'll start again
I'll be here waiting for you 'til the end
You are the only one (the only one)
Provided you break my heart
I still want you anyway doll
Decided right from the start
I will love you, ready or not
Are you ready or?
Provided you break my heart
(Break, break, break, break my heart)
I still want you anyway doll (any, anyway, anyway)
Decided right from the start
I will love you, ready or not
Are you ready or? (Ready or)
I'll be here waiting for you 'til the end (break, break my heart)
And if you break my heart, we'll start again (any, anyway, anyway)
I'll be here waiting for you 'til the end
You are the only one (the only one)
Provided you break my heart (provided you break my heart)
I still want you anyway doll (I still want you anyway doll)
Decided right from the start (decided right from the start)
I will love you ready or not (I will love you ready or)
Are you ready or?
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2ZDSXA89xqD24XUaheDwsF | Caio Passos | Much Pussy | Elas quer o Caio Passos
Forgando' muito, menor vagabundo
Sabe qual que é o intuito da noite, bebê?
Revoada com os bruto
Encosta que eu tô com os lucro
Hoje tô no intuito de gastar com você
Na curva do S trombei suas amiga
Arrastei lá pro Caribe, bololô véinho'
Chama sua amiga, anima, anima, anima, anima
Tequila pra caralho e muita água de bandido
Much pussy, festa lá em casa
É hoje, chama as amiga safada
E não tem hora pra acabar
Apertei o play e quero revoada
Much pussy, festa lá em casa
É hoje, chama as amiga safada
E não tem hora pra acabar
Apertei o play e quero revoada
Bebê, no seu olhar eu vejo
O tanto que o maloka trai o seu desejo
No Insta vive comentando
Foto com emoji de beijo
Na intenção de ter a atenção do nego
Não é qualquer uma que deixo
Viver meu ambiente, desfrutar do aconchego
Só cola pra perto aquelas pique modelo
Que na minha favela vários quer casar
E ficar até o enterro
Tudo na vida é possível pra quem paga o preço
Eu lutei, corri atrás, dependi de mim mesmo
Hoje paty me convida pra apartamento
Mas se eu tivesse duro, nem mandava o endereço
Será que ela ia querer se eu não tivesse dinheiro?
Vou falar pro cê, meu irmão: Não, não, não
Elas gostam de homem, mas ama os euros
Por isso tô solteiro, de Jet no gueto
Caio Passos no som
Dá espaço, te mostro o maloqueiro
O papo é reto, sem preconceito
Amor é só de mãe, e o resto eu desconheço
Fala o que você quer
Fala, mulher, eu trago
Mas cê já sabe, mulher
Vai te custar caro
Gênio da lâmpada hoje é nós, caralho
Faz seu desejo e paga com a...
Hoje cê dá, vou te falar
Cê tá com os drake revolucionário
Much pussy, festa lá em casa
É hoje, chama as amiga safada
E não tem hora pra acabar
Apertei o play e quero revoada
Much pussy, festa lá em casa
É hoje, chama as amiga safada
E não tem hora pra acabar
Apertei o play e quero revoada
Elas faz de tudo e quer que nós pega na curva
Sabe que tá tendo estrutura com os vilão
E hoje não tem celular
Pra evitar todos perreco elas anda sem sutiã
E eu vou de Croco
Com a fumaça desse ice ela se sente em Amsterdã
Danny Phantom, gata se perde na loucura
Sem pensar no amanhã
Caio Passos convocou as que senta e pula
E não vai vim pagar de santa
Se vai ter festinha, elas que aciona
Hoje as patricinha se impressiona
Vou de Croco'
Com a fumaça desse ice ela se sente em Amsterdã
Danny Phantom, gata se perde na loucura
Sem pensar no amanhã
Caio Passos convocou as que senta e pula
E não vai vim pagar de santa
Se vai ter festinha, elas que aciona
Hoje as patricinha se impressiona
Difícil viver travado nesses plano
Sabe, vir de briga, não tô suportando
Vou voltar pra onde que eu tô precisando
Com as modelo, mais umas no copo
24 horas liga de caô que eu tô com outra
Tô do outro lado, deixa nós viver à toa
Cansei de lorota, sei que a vida é boa
Um forte abraço, voltei pra zorra
Derrama Salute com gelo, normal
Bolo um ice e fui, partiu litoral
O verão tá chegando
As faixa vêm jogando
Derrama Salute com gelo, normal
Bolo um ice e fui, partiu litoral
O verão tá chegando
As faixa vêm jogando
É que hoje tá mó' lua
E o bonde do Ciro certo atraque tá na rua
Bandida cai na vivência e com nós desvirtua
Encosta atrás das amiga e não quer mais voltar, ah
Recalcado, segura
Cansou de desmerecer nos tempos da labuta
Só que nós perseverou, agora atura ou surta
Se tentar bater de frente, nós vai derrubar
Oi, nós vai derrubar
Festinha de magnata, pleno salseiro
Mutirão de gata, tenta acompanhar os maloqueiros
Então desliga o celular e acende o isqueiro
Que a bandida se entorpece e vem sem desespero
A fumaça do ice sobe, ela desce do salto
Tá maluca, rebolando a bunda
No beat do Caio Passos
Sabe que é só envolvido
Profissão perigo que toma de assalto
O coração das bandidas
Querendo uma noite com o pai dos pataco
E ela sabe bem
Que nós tá com as foia'
E de fato vem jogar pros magrin' com força
Moça, mas tá ligado
Sem papo de relacionamento
Compromissado eu tô com os placo
E o jacaré no peito
Ahn, jogadão na hora
Com as bebê do OnlyFans
De Macan cortando o vento
Dando tchau pro desacreditado
Que desmereceu há um tempo
É, não botou fé
Pois é, Brasil tá vendo que nós tá mudado
Cheio de mulher, cheio de pataco
Empilhando as nota e vivendo despreocupado
Much pussy, festa lá em casa
É hoje, chama as amiga safada
Que não tem hora pra acabar
Apertei o play e quero revoada
Much pussy, festa lá em casa
É hoje, chama as amiga safada
Que não tem hora pra acabar
Apertei o play e quero revoada
Elas quer o Caio Passos
Elas quer o Caio Passos
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3ktuXsFy4z5fczV22877Pr | MC Rodolfinho | Madrugada Paulista | Pra falar a verdade, aqui nessa cidade
A maldade se camufla em papel de presente
Tô de bobojaco, drink tá gelado
A noite é fria, mas o corre é quente, eh
Minha conversa com papai do céu tá sempre em dia
Eu que toco a caranga, mas é Jesus que me guia
W que toca o beat, referência pra quadrilha
E eu no toque do microfone, guiando a matilha
Em cima do palco nóis tá caçando lobo guará
Juliet na cara pra ver quem vem de lá
Respeita quem pôde chegar perto de onde nóis tá
Exemplo vivo do que 'ocê também pode alcançar
Madrugada paulista
Os maloqueiro cai pra pista
Mil letras, mil fitas
Mas sempre na mema' batida
Madrugada paulista
Os maloqueiro cai pra pista
Mil letras, mil fitas
Mas sempre na mema' batida
Já teve quem desmereceu, mas tá normal
O que não matou fortaleceu, deixou mais mil grau
Quem já chorou, já sofreu
Sabe o quanto a felicidade é sensacional
Protegido por Deus, o maioral
Sobrevivente da guerra, cidadão da capital
No corre pra ter minha verba, melhora pro pessoal
Sigo na fé, sabedoria cerebral
Brinde de Royal, na inveja os invejoso é sal
Forte abraço a quem for leal
Madrugada paulista, nós gastando a vista
Deixa elas bem, recalcado passando mal
Brinde de Royal, nave radical
DJ W no som deixa elas em alto astral
A milhão na pista, Rodolfinho confirma
Que a vida de artista rende dólar no PayPal
(Rende dólar no PayPal)
Madrugada paulista
Os maloqueiro cai pra pista
Mil letras, mil fitas
Mas sempre na mema' batida
Madrugada paulista
Os maloqueiro cai pra pista
Mil letras, mil fitas
Mas sempre na mema' batida
Quem vem de lá, na verdade, não quer entender
Pois nóis ama o que faz e o tempo nunca ajuda
Mas nóis que usamo' o tempo pro pé de meia fazer
E não deixar se corromper quem vim falhar a luta
Tô distante de casa, elas joga na cara
Seja aqui ou lá, parece nosso lar
E o nosso bando ataca as que mete uma marra
E sempre vem jogar piada que não precisa pagar
Se 'tamo no jogo, é ciente de alto e baixo
Então só ligar o mestre nessa tal roda gigante
Que interage na batida, juntamente o DJ W
Frequente pensando sábio, lembra até o Kanhoto
Que o malandro é o bobo, todo nós sabemo'
Por esse motivo memo' priva os verdadeiro
Incentivo, eu canto pra formar algum exemplo
Ou até mudar o pensamento de algum parceiro
É nós por nós, e a voz vem daqui
Mas sem diminuir o que vi e vivi
Trouxe motivo de chorar e também pra sorrir
Os algoz após veremos cair
E antes de falar, aprendi só ouvir
Pra deixar tipo o legado, inimigo do fim
♪
Sem número de série, sem placa, só o endereço
Quebrada, então taca marcha, não para
Incentivando os parceiro não traficar
Sou tralha, levada rara
Acabando com a cara de quem quis meu mal
Mas querer não vai ficar, vou lá
Aonde o sofrimento não me alcança
Sem discernimento as ideia muda
Nunca falhará minha conduta, postura xucra
Eu quero a melhor mansão, minha mãe bem
Quem não quer os milhão e viver tranquilão?
Viver tranquilão
Eu fiz virar dúvida, só Deus sabe da luta
Fala pra caraio', mas não sabe da minha vida e pá
Deixa os cria motivar, deixa ritmar
Deixa os falador com a língua se enforcar
Saiba que o sol brilha pra todos
E Deus sempre proverá, sempre proverá
Saiba que o sol brilha pra todos
E Deus sempre proverá
Sempre prospera quem acreditar
Sempre prospera quem acreditar
Ma-ma-ma-ma-madrugada paulista
Os maloqueiro cai pra pista
Mil letras, mil fitas
Mas sempre na mema' batida
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1qLBmAy12gCUoY63147Y0p | Mc Kadu | Melhor Opção 2 | Até tentei mudar de vida, meu amor
Ser o cara sério, apegar sem desapegar
Foi várias idas e vindas, me motivou
A chegar ao ponto de parar pra conversar
Juro que eu te amo
Só que meu coração é cigano
Quer 'tá cada dia em um lugar
Melhor mudar o plano
Deixa, cada um vai pro seu canto
Não sou cara pa' se relacionar
Gosto de gandaia, de balada
Revoada das danada'
Que joga o bundão no baile
Gosto dos ronco', das carenada'
Gritando na madrugada
E o couro comendo até tarde
Daquela vivência que nós tinha
'Cás felina delicinha
Na maluca e louca night
Silicone no peito, barriga de academia
Marquinha de bronze
Anima pra' um ménage
Sei não
Se o papo for casar, eu não sou opção
Se for pra revoar, 'cê deixa vir verão
Eu vou morrer solteiro, correndo de casamento
E se perguntar se eu aceito
Sei não
Se o papo for casar, eu não sou opção
Se for pra revoar, 'cê deixa vir verão
Eu vou morrer solteiro, correndo de casamento
E se perguntar se eu aceito
E eu 'tô de volta pra loucura
Amor, que 'cê se foda
Eu não vou mais pedir desculpa
Não sirvo pra casar
Sou do mundo da rua
Meu papo é 'cás danada que 'tá na madruga
(Na madruga)
E eu 'tô de volta pra loucura
Amor, que 'cê se foda
Eu não vou mais pedir desculpa
Não sirvo pra casar
Sou do mundo da rua
Meu papo é 'cás danada que 'tá na madruga
(Na madruga)
Imagina meu bom novamente lá na revoada
Eu, Kanhoto, GP e as danada
Com Mix e o Caio, brotaram do nada
Levando a cachaça e o maço
Aí 'cê 'tá ligado como que é quebrada
Sessão, macetação e nelas pau e marcha
Imagina meu bom novamente lá na revoada
Eu, Kanhoto, GP e as danada
Com Mix e o Caio
Brotaram levando a cachaça e o maço
Aí 'cê 'tá ligado como que é quebrada
(Sessão)
Sei não
Se o papo for casar, eu não sou opção
Se for pra revoar, 'cê deixa vir verão
Eu vou morrer solteiro, correndo de casamento
E se perguntar se eu aceito
Sei não
Se o papo for casar, eu não sou opção
Se for pra revoar, 'cê deixa vir verão
Eu vou morrer solteiro, correndo de casamento
E se perguntar se eu aceito
Eu juro que tentei tentei, tentei, tentei
Ei, bebê, eu sou assim não tenho culpa
Os problema de casa, você estressada, nossas brigaiada
Me fez retornar pra rua
Lembra que sempre te falei, falei, falei
Que um dia ia da ruim pras suas loucuras
Quem não valoriza, perde a vez
Quem não cuida do que tem
Fica sem porra nenhuma
Tchau pras discussões e telefonemas
Tchau pra horário de voltar pra casa
Tchau pras essas treta' por causa de quenga
E pra proibição de viver na noitada
De fuga em aliança
Igual bandido em algema
Porque o amor é chave de cadeia
Eu que amo liberdade e odeio o sistema
O lema é "viva la vida"
E que se foda a lenga lenga
Aos solteiros um brinde
Melhor opção é salseiro com uísque
Todo homem morre, mas nem todo homem vive
Por isso enquanto existir
Vou fumar, tomar gin
Curtir sem limite
Aos solteiros um brinde
Melhor opção é salseiro, uísque
Pancadão no som
Caio Passos com Mix
Pras que quer casar o fim é triste
Mas, se quiser chorar o choro é livre
Sei não
Se o papo for casar, eu não sou opção
Se for pra revoar, 'cê deixa vir verão
Eu vou morrer solteiro, correndo de casamento
E se perguntar se eu aceito
Sei não
Se o papo for casar, eu não sou opção
Se for pra revoar, 'cê deixa vir verão
Eu vou morrer solteiro, correndo de casamento
E se perguntar se eu aceito
(Sei não)
| pt |
1cfh0N7ZXw7ePVmhHqNc3F | Mc Kako | Panamera | É o GM, no Beat
Emplacando mais uma
Koringa, koringa
Abre o teto da Panamera ai ai
Tô sem tempo pros cara feia ai ai
Se me ver passar no giro
Trajadão de grife
Os menor vai bem chique passada cara
Ela me olha querendo sentar
Mais vi que antes tu não tava lá
Hoje ver que eu tô bonito
Abre o conversível
Então senti o ar livre na acelerada
Sorria Que Deus Acabo de Te dar um novo dia
Olha na janela essa vista linda
Mais um recomeço do jeito que você pedia
E o pai sempre te ouvia
E na madrugada que a lágrima rolou
Perguntei pra Deus será que eu só merecedor
De ter uma Panamera, os bico vai pensar besteira
Nos pode ta pesado a humildade prevalece
Como todos os gigantes os pequenos também cresce
Desde da Primeira batida, quem me conhece conhece
Me tromba no baile da Tira
Que nós vai sair de Jet
O bem e o mal anda por perto
Vários de olho no sucesso
Vou deixar forte leal e sincero pra quem não dava nada
Olha o Tuto de Teto Aberto haa
Abre o teto da Panamera ai ai
Tô sem tempo pros cara feia ai ai
Se me ver passar no giro
Trajadão de grife
Os menor vai bem chique passada cara
Ela me olha querendo sentar
Mais vi que antes tu não tava lá
Hoje ver que eu tô bonito
Abre o conversível
Então senti o ar livre na acelerada
Sonho de menor doidera
E tocar a navera, gastar de maleta
E pra isso vários trampa a vida inteira
Nessa ilusão ja perdi vários amigos
E os que não estão na terra
Rezo peço que com Deus esteja
Mil tretas em meio a escuridão negra
Deus foi minha luz acesa
E quem sentia fraqueza
Por ver nós perdido no breu
Ta vendo brilha tipo estrela
Hoje os menor se espelha
Pois sou mais um que pegava rabeira
Brincava nos roliman de madeira
Andava de chinelo com prego na correia
Tô de passada cara de Niike Lacosteira
Fé é a maior riqueza
Disposição traz renda
Quem for parasita hoje,amanhã tá na sarjeta
Truta eu já trampei no 12, já trampei na cena
E sei que o melhor bandido é o que usa inteligência
O que era chuva na telha
Teto de goteira
Viro teto de Panamera
E pra inveja é o que é
Vai ser olhar de cara feia
Vai ser olhar de cara feia
Abre o teto da Panamera ai ai
Tô sem tempo pros cara feia ai ai
Se me ver passar no giro
Trajadão de grife
Os menor vai bem chique passada cara
Ela me olha querendo sentar
Mais vi que antes tu não tava lá
Hoje ver que eu tô bonito
Abre o conversível
Então senti o ar livre na acelerada
Ela gruda igual chiclete
Faz de tudo que eu peço
Toda hora cai eu pego
Mais antes falava não
Interessada no sucesso
Mais vou dar o papo reto
Se eu não tivesse nada
Se afastava de opção
Hoje pela comunidade eu vou
Calando todos que um dia falou
Sonhar faz parte todos tem valor
Não boto fé olha onde nós chegou
Fiz de tudo pra tá aqui Senhor
Olha o menino que sempre sonhou
Que foi em buscar não desanimou
Mantive a fé em Jesus Cristo
Abre o teto da Panamera ai ai
Tô sem tempo pros cara feia ai ai
Se me ver passar no giro
Trajadão de grife
Os menor vai bem chique passada cara
E o tanto que eu já pensei
Em parar com essa porra toda
Deixa meu sonho de lado
Arruma um trampo registrado pa
Mochila pesava nas costa
Era quentinha e pouca e nota
Mas sabia que essa porra um dia ia virar
Madrugada em estúdio
Garimpando de tudo
No outro dia antes das sete tinha que ripa
É só tapa no mundo
Verso de vagabundo
Quem muito fala não tem disposição pra marchar
Com fé no que eu canto pra tentar ser mais feliz
To pra salvar alguns não só falar do que eu fiz
Mais um menor no palco não tomando de assalto
Mostra que a vida vai além que o talco no nariz
O muita marcha e mão na obra nós aplica nós assopra
Nós investe onde vai da algum retorno
Pancadão nas caixa e pode pá
Que em cada faixa que nós solta faz a alegria de uma par de loco
E eu vou cantando
Um pouco do que eu já vivi
De resto é marcha e põe pra caminha
Sempre a milhão sempre por aí
O importante mesmo é não parar
O nós de 4 letra A U D I
Pancadão roda preta de bandi
Dá faz até careta pra subi oh oh
Abre o teto da Panamera ai ai
Tô sem tempo pros cara feia ai ai
Se me ver passar no giro
Trajadão de grife
Os menor vai bem chique passada cara
Ela me olha querendo sentar
Mais vi que antes tu não tava lá
Hoje ver que eu to bonito
Abre o conversível
Então senti o ar livre na acelerada
É o GM, no Beat
Emplacando mais uma
Koringa, koringa
| pt |
2w6c1kIJNnjd2DgPxMZLAF | Mc Kanhoto | Foco & Marcha | Oh
Faveliano
Esse é o Faveliano
Em meio a escuridão
O Pai mandou anjos como luzes para ser meus faróis
Ilumina minha caminhada
Livrando contra quem do meu sonho quer ser algoz
Se hoje minha vida foi salva, Deus foi herói
Com foco e muita marcha, agora se constrói
E os bico fica confuso
Sem entender como o mano da bike, ralé, tá tocando um motor veloz
José foi dormir escravo e acordou governador
Davi, desacreditado, o gigante derrubou
E hoje perseverança cantou
E o robô vai gritar, pra calar quem falou que não ia virar
Mas virou, virou, virou
Que meu dia não ia chegar, mas chegou, chegou, chegou
E invejoso se corroe
Pois vou brotar com uma nave barulhenta, que os tímpanos deles destrói
Diferente de quando era cross
Bem diferente de quando era cross
Mó' chavão, de dedeira e cordão Aqualand no pulso
Peita Hugo Boss
E o filho do boyzão quer ser igual nós
Que é maloqueiro, breque, feroz
E invejoso se corroe
Pois vou brotar com uma nave barulhenta, que os tímpanos deles destrói
Diferente de quando era cross
Bem diferente de quando era cross
Mó' chavão, de dedeira e cordão Aqualand no pulso
Peita Hugo Boss
E o filho do boyzão quer ser igual nós
Que é maloqueiro, breque, feroz
E o robô vai gritar, pra calar quem falou que não ia virar
Mas virou, virou, virou
Que meu dia não ia chegar, mas chegou, chegou, chegou
Mas chegou, chegou, chegou
Esse é o Favelia
Esse é o Faveliano, o general
Em meio a escuridão
O Pai mandou anjos como luzes para ser meus faróis
Ilumina minha caminhada
Livrando contra quem do meu sonho quer ser algoz
Se hoje minha vida foi salva, Deus foi herói
Com foco e muita marcha, agora se constrói
E os bico fica confuso
Sem entender como o mano da bike, ralé, tá tocando um motor veloz
José foi dormir escravo e acordou governador
Davi, desacreditado, o gigante derrubou
E hoje perseverança cantou
E o robô vai gritar, pra calar quem falou que não ia virar
Mas virou, virou, virou
Que meu dia não ia chegar, mas chegou, chegou, chegou
E invejoso se corroe
Pois vou brotar com uma nave barulhenta, que os tímpanos deles destrói
Diferente de quando era cross
Bem diferente de quando era cross
Mó' chavão, de dedeira e cordão Aqualand no pulso
Peita Hugo Boss
E o filho do boyzão quer ser igual nós
Que é maloqueiro, breque, feroz
E invejoso se corroe
Pois vou brotar com uma nave barulhenta, que os tímpanos deles destrói
Diferente de quando era cross
Bem diferente de quando era cross
Mó' chavão, de dedeira e cordão Aqualand no pulso
Peita Hugo Boss
E o filho do boyzão quer ser igual nós
Que é maloqueiro, breque, feroz
E o robô vai gritar, pra calar quem falou que não ia virar
Mas virou, virou, virou
Que meu dia não ia chegar, mas chegou, chegou, chegou
Mas chegou, chegou, chegou
| pt |
047hYmw8Viqwx4cavskXVy | PARISI | Believe In Myself | When all of my dreams were dust on a shelf
You made me believe in myself
And all of my dreams were dust on a shelf
You made me believe in myself (believe in myself)
I lost so much faith
And nothing would help
You made me believe in myself
You made me
You made me believe in myself
You made me
You made me
You made me believe in myself
You made me
You made me believe in myself
You made me
You made me believe in myself
You made me
You made me
You made me believe in myself
When I couldn't find a reason
And the light inside of me was growing faint
You saw me
And you made me myself again
And you made me myself again
(Made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again) you made me believe in myself
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again) you made me believe in myself
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me)
(You made me myself again) you made me believe in myself
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me)
(You made me myself again) you made me believe in myself
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me myself again)
(You made me)
(You made me myself again) you made me believe in myself
| en |
7eHBDsqfqOMyzMhtnhytNB | PARISI | U Ok? | Energy
Energy
Energy, energy, energy
You cannot fuck with this energy
♪
Energy, energy
Energy, energy
Energy, energy
Energy, energy
Energy, energy, energy, energy
Energy, energy, energy, energy
Energy, energy, energy, energy
Energy, energy, you cannot fuck with this energy
♪
You cannot fuck with this energy
| en |
2HGFgwZ3hf0flCN1T1VIDr | 2 In A Room | Wiggle It - Radio Version | As it grooves your body moves, your body starts to get the feelin'
And what you're feelin' is happiness, let your body go as you listen
Let it flow through your system, it'll take control of your mind
And make you move your behind
As it grooves you feel the tension in the air and now you're hype
You're gettin' down because the sound is just your type
G.M. and D.O.S.E's kickin' it to you right
So come on, come on and party hardy all night, and
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
Once the DJ lets it spin, it'll penetrate your skin
It'll penetrate your soul and make you lose control
The D.O.S.E's comin' atcha, invadin' you like a body snatcher
Whether if you're drunk or sober
This here groove is takin' over your body
And now you're partyin' like you've never partied before
You're jumpin' up and down like crazy on the dance floor
You're gettin' busy like a bee and that's the truth
I got a feelin' there's a fire
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
I bet you're moving your body from side to side
I bet the groove that you're hearin' is keeping you satisfied
Dancin' by yourself is bad for your health
So grab a cutie by the hand and tell her that you wanna dance
As it grooves you feel the tension in the air
And now you're hyped, you're gettin' down
Because the sound is just your type
G.M. and D.O.S.E's kickin' it to you right
So come on, come on, party hardy all night
And wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
As it grooves, as it grooves, as it grooves, as it grooves
Rotate your waist just a tad, get bold, better yet get bad
Get nasty, get naughty and if you want to crack a forty
But don't drink it if you're drivin', word 'em up y'all, I ain't jivin'
Just kickin' it live and making you wiggle it just a little bit
And now you're partyin' like you've never partied before
You're jumpin' up and down like crazy on the dance floor
You're gettin' busy like a bee and that's the truth
I got a feelin' there's a fire
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
Wiggle it just a little bit
I wanna see you wiggle it just a little bit as it grooves
(Wiggle it, as it grooves, as it grooves, as it grooves, as it grooves)
| en |
3JGKPrdhp60lxXYQoUInsr | Enya | We Wish You a Merry Christmas | We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
♪
We all want some figgy pudding
We all want some figgy pudding
We all want some figgy pudding
So bring some right here
We won't go until we get some
We won't go until we get some
We won't go until we get some
So bring some right here
Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year!
♪
Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
♪
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
| en |
3Mm5hw4tjiBF9JbDSJ21XV | Enya | White Is in the Winter Night | Have you seen the mistletoe?
It fills the night with kisses
Have you seen the bright new star?
It fills your heart with wishes
Have you seen the candlelight?
It shines from every window
Have you seen the moon above?
It lights the sky in silver
Green is in the mistletoe and red is in the holly
Silver in the stars above that shine on everybody
Gold is in the candlelight and crimson in the embers
White is in the winter night that everyone remembers
Have you heard the boys all sigh
When all the girls are skating?
Have you heard the sweethearts cry
For all this time they're waiting?
♪
Green is in the mistletoe and red is in the holly
Silver in the stars above that shine on everybody
Gold is in the candlelight and crimson in the embers
White is in the winter night that everyone remembers
Have you seen the children playing?
Tiny hands are frozen
Have you seen them hurry home
When suddenly it's snowing?
♪
Green is in the mistletoe and red is in the holly
Silver in the stars above that shine on everybody
Gold is in the candlelight and crimson in the embers
White is in the winter night that everyone remembers
Have you heard the bells are ringing
Ringing out their story?
Have you heard the choir singing
"Glory! Glory! Glory!"?
| en |
7M4T8IOi8hhOWHXYYJT2pu | Enya | Adeste, Fideles | Adeste fideles
Laeti triumphantes
Venite, venite in Bethlehem
Natum videte
Regem Angelorum
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus, Dominum
Deum de Deo
Lumen de lumine
Gestant puellae viscera
Deum verum
Genitum non factum
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus, Dominum
Uuuuh, uuuh (Cantet nunc chorus angelorum)
Uuuh, uuuh (Cantet nunc aula caelestium)
Gloria in excelsis Deo
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus
Venite adoremus, Dominum
| la |
6AcZ5qG5kagFwJApBh8Ap6 | Enya | Christmas Secret | Underneath a winter sky
A distant train sings out the miles
And so I wonder can it be
Will every mile bring you to me?
A promise made may still come true
So I am waiting here for you
If you don't come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
Christmas bells ring out their chimes
I hear them echo through the night
And moonlight shines upon the road
And trembles on the falling snow
I look into the midnight blue
So many stars I never knew
If you don't come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
♪
I look into the midnight blue
So many stars I never knew
♪
If you don't come, what will I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to?
| en |
0XhdyJPJFgm1agc4DaZlmf | Enya | Journey of the Angels | Somewhere
In a winter night
The angels
Begin their flight
Dark skies
With miles to go
No footsteps
To be lost in snow
They fly to you
(Oh, newborn king)
They fly to you
(Oh, angels sing)
One is sorrow
One is peace
One will come
To give you sleep
One is comfort
One is grief
One will take
The tears you weep
New star
In a midnight sky
In heaven
All the angels fly
Soft wings so true
And all things
They will give to you
♪
Somewhere
In a winter night
The angels
Begin their flight
Tonight all sing
Oh, angels
A newborn king
Tonight all sing
Oh, angels
A newborn king
| en |
5F5hDTSWayscmTOdR7ON4g | Enya | O Come, O Come, Emmanuel | O come, O come, Emmanuel
To free your captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! O Israel
To you shall come Emmanuel
♪
O veni, veni Emmanuel
Captivum solve Israel
Qui gemit in exilio
Privates Dei Filio
♪
Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel
Nascetur pro te, Israel
Gaude! Gaude!
♪
Gaude! Gaude!
♪
Gaude! Gaude!
Gaude! Gaude!
Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel
Nascetur pro te Israel
Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel
Nascetur pro te Israel
| en |
4rn9GrZE50nll1a31MMZBA | Enya | Amid the Falling Snow | How I remember sleepless nights
When we would read by candlelight
And on the windowpane outside
A new world made of snow
A million feathers falling down
A million stars that touch the ground
So many secrets to be found
Amid the falling snow
Maybe I am falling down
Tell me, should I touch the ground?
Maybe I won't make a sound
In the darkness all around
The silence of a winter's night
Brings memories I hold inside
Remembering a blue moonlight
Upon the fallen snow
♪
Maybe I am falling down
Tell me, should I touch the ground?
Maybe I won't make a sound
In the darkness all around
♪
I close my window to the night
I leave the sky her tears of white
And all is lit by candlelight
Amid the falling snow
And all is lit by candlelight
Amid the falling snow
| en |
2GxvzCis9zb9FfMNlGavVP | Enya | The Magic of the Night | When the stars are in the skies
Make a wish then close your eyes
Are you dreaming
Angels singing
Everything is right
It's the magic of the night
Far horizons made of snow
Bring the hopes each child will know
Someone's dreaming
Bells are ringing
Everything is white
It's the magic of the night
High up in the sky
Can you see a shining light
Can it be that we can see
An angel who is flying, flying
Can an angel lose their way
Who of us on earth can say
Someone's dreaming
Angels singing
Everything is right
It's the magic of the night
High up in the sky
Can you see a shining light
Can it be that we can see
An angel who is flying, flying
When the stars are in the skies
Make a wish then close your eyes
Are you dreaming
Bells are ringing
Angels are in flight
It's the magic of the night
Angels are in flight
It's the magic of the night
| en |
1l3HcnvQkj5wkNG3nXMIRl | Enya | The Spirit of Christmas Past | When tears are in your eyes
It's time to look inside
Your heart can find another way
♪
Believe in what I say
♪
Don't throw this time away
♪
Tomorrow will be Christmas day
♪
Christmas day
♪
So let the shadows go
♪
And drift away like snow
Tomorrow will be Christmas day
♪
Tomorrow will be Christmas day
♪
Christmas day
So dream until the night
Becomes the morning light
Tomorrow will be Christmas day
Tomorrow will be Christmas day
| en |
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