Quando Rondo – Codeine Tales Lyrics

I done been hit at by poles, I done been locked in them chains
I done turned glitter to gold, traded the street life for the stage
And I just wanna ball a hundred summers without you (Baby)
Codeine tears runnin’ down my face (Down my face)
Yeah, it’s hard to confess that I’m afraid Play this song
[Intro]
I feel like this bitch ain’t sentimental enough (Yeah, yeah, oh)
(Will, you a fool for this one)
But fuck it, I’ma let this bitch do what it do
I’ma just tell how I feel on this shit
[Verse]
Bae, I got a hundred questions, would you tell a hundred lies? My heart burnin’ from the pain in disguise
See, I can tell by your expressions, I really love that look inside your eyes
See, baby girl, no I’m not like them other guys
I’m off the other side
I put my bro before the ho, I’m on my brother side
I jumped up off the porch, two packs of ‘Ports, I’m screamin’, “Homicide”
I guess the wheels fell off the car when them niggas told me that they’ll ride
Remember times I did that time, I ain’t have nobody by my side
Swear I be feelin’ like the Carter so I’m sorry for the wait (Wait)
I swear the ghetto keep my heart pumpin’ every single day
I’ma continue to go harder ’til a mil’ up on my plate
I sip that lean way more than water, I take codeine straight to the face
I know them pussy niggas hate, I built a mansion in the A
She don’t even speak English, she smashed the bro the other day
This for my niggas locked behind that door, I swear their lawyers’ paid
I talked to Pablo on collect, he told me that he losin’ faith
And I can’t even much hold it, I miss the look that’s on your face
See, they ain’t even much notice it ’til the pain was outer space
I know I gotta stay focused, I gotta stay up out the way
‘Til I’m sittin’ in the Wraith
If the shoe fit, wear it
The difference between me and them, it ain’t no comparin’
Nothin’ but gangstas in my section, we be steppin’ with them Glocks and Smith & Wessons
And all my niggas four pockets like Lil DT out the west end
You cuffed that ho and bought her clothes, I fucked that bitch inside the Westin
Before you jumped up off the porch, I was out chasin’ a check in
Really a factor in 6, oh, you other niggas gotta check in
Zero, one, two, three, four, I had to count my blessings
When we was swervin’ in them cars, you was tryna pop a wheelie (Skrrt)
Dreamchaser, goin’ hard, I’m feelin’ just like Meek Milly
My heart cold just like North Philly, without no hands you can feel me
Only the deaf ones can hear me, them Prada shoes look like Heelys
Sent my lil’ nigga up the road and his charge, he appealed it
I tote that Glock with that big pole, yeah, I had to conceal it
That blue flag all a nigga know, other than that them project buildings
Comin’ from shit, but now I’m rich, that’s one hell of a feeling
Pull up, pop out and you gon’ give it up (Give it up)
I gave it all I got when they ain’t give a fuck (Give a fuck)
And you can’t hang with us ’cause you ain’t real enough (Real enough)
No, you can’t claim with us ’cause you ain’t trill enough (Trill enough, yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, dope boy dreamin’ (Dreamin’)
For them Perkys and that lean, I be fiendin’ (Fiendin’)
When I tell you I love you, girl, I had meaned it (Meaned it)
You don’t really know the real meanin’
What’s understood ain’t gotta be explained
What’s the real definition of “Won’t change”?

Moneybagg Yo – Spin On Em Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Damn, Chose
Hardbody
[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
They know my name, on gang, born sinner
Door to door if it’s war, dump out the rental
Shot caller, frontline go-getter
Come and hit me, four-by-four, big spinner
‘Round the corner, on my way, I’m tryna clip ’em
Out the car, walk down, not out the window
Put ten on him, and him, and her
It’s fuck me, then it’s fuck you, you know what’s up
[Chorus: Fredo Bang & Moneybagg Yo]
Spin on ’em, I’ma spin on ’em (Spin on ’em)
Go again on ’em, go again on ’em (Again on ’em)
Spin on ’em, I’ma spin on ’em (Go in on ’em)
Go again on ’em, go again on ’em
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
I’ma spend on ’em, in designer, this a Louis Glock
Cut his top like some line-ups when you go through his block
Heard he in a wheelchair, you know you ‘posed to killed his ass
Caught him at a red light, put his shit against the glass
Drank in my liver and some pain in my memories
I’m a born hustler, I get money like it’s ten of me
Tasmanian Devil, I know Nuski, he gon’ spin for me
Pop up on an opp, watch him freeze like it’s ten degrees (Hey)
[Chorus: Fredo Bang & Moneybagg Yo]
Spin on ’em, I’ma spin on ’em (Spin on ’em)
Go again on ’em, go again on ’em (Again on ’em)
Spin on ’em, I’ma spin on ’em (Go in on ’em)
Go again on ’em, go again on ’em
[Verse 3: Fredo Bang]
Walked in with them apes, you know them niggas, I be bustin’ with
When you speak on TBG, you best know what you fuckin’ with
I can’t say too much, you know the murder cases never close
But I cut an opp down, damn, I miss my Draco
[Verse 4: Moneybagg Yo]
Make him feel it if he don’t run it back (Double back)
Your life ain’t shit, they spin for less than a rack (That’s a fact)
I want your hat, then I’ma run it by Splatt (BGE)
They wiped his nose, I was shopping at Saks (Bah)
[Verse 5: Fredo Bang]
Extendo on the Glock, thirty or better
I put blood on that money, I can get you whatever
We got hairpin triggers, this shit light as a feather
He might never walk again, but I feel a lil’ better
[Chorus: Fredo Bang & Moneybagg Yo]
Spin on ’em, I’ma spin on ’em (Spin on ’em)
Go again on ’em, go again on ’em (Again on ’em)
Spin on ’em, I’ma spin on ’em (Go in on ’em)
Go again on ’em, go again on ’em

Quando Rondo – Blue Opps Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Hah, yeah
This that don dada flow
(This that don dada music)
Oh Lord, ayy
[Chorus]
No cappuccino, double cup, I sip red
I’m feelin’ just like Al Pacino, that boy play, then he dead
“What’s crackin’, cuz?” my favorite lingo, wrap my flag ’round my head
Walk ’round the corner, caught him, bingo, Timmy take off his dreads
Shots fired, bah, bah, man down, it’s up in the sky
The police know it’s homicides every time that we ride
Them boys wish they ain’t started beef ’cause every night, we gon’ slide
Steady watchin’ the preacher preach, I got them gates in my eyes
[Verse]
GPS me to they block and pop my head up like mayday
From day to night, they go and search for opps, they know that’s they payday
No name, buried his Glock, then went and copped him an AK
Sixth grade, I had that drop, I never went to the eighth grade
Murder, I’m screaming out homicide
I run with watch and some top shottas who will come take your life
We live the life of Curtis Jackson, get rich or die tryin’
One shot, man down, smile in your face ‘fore you die
My neighbor told me I make music, make them boys go and kill
Gotta take a trip to LAX to get some drank for Kill Bill
I caught a rush from bustin’ Glocks when I was out in the field
Them hitters come and sweep your block, better get a house in the hills
Them plastic cups, I’m sippin’ New Orleans
Got a big black Glock with a big red beam
Whole hundred racks stuffed in my jeans
I fuck off Percs, I kill off beans
Swing on they street, kill they whole team
I stopped they deal, I killed they dreams
Fuck they whole crew, that’s what I mean
On grandma grave, I poured out lean
[Chorus]
No cappuccino, double cup, I sip red
I’m feelin’ just like Al Pacino, that boy play, then he dead
“What’s crackin’, cuz?” my favorite lingo, wrap my flag ’round my head
Walk ’round the corner, caught him, bingo, Timmy take off his dreads
Shots fired, bah, bah, man down, it’s up in the sky
The police know it’s homicides every time that we ride
Them boys wish they ain’t started beef ’cause every night, we gon’ slide
Steady watchin’ the preacher preach, I got them gates in my eyes

Quando Rondo – Legitimate Drugz Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Still on the block, I still work, feel incredible
I got my foot on the gas when I’m pushin’ the pedal (Go Grizz)
I’m on the block where you gotta keep that heavy metal
I’m in this shit forever, ayy
[Chorus]
I get on FaceTime, just to see my thots
With me, you wastin’ time, baby, don’t even buy that watch
It’s love still, though they love to question my heart
Blue bandana, bang the wheelchair like the parking lot (Ayy)
I do the dash in a mothafuckin’ Jag
Gotta skrrt off, it can’t fit in the parking lot
They see the weakest nigga in the room
That be the nigga that talk a lot
I think that I need another one, baby girl
This a real nigga, one-of-one (Ayy)
I show legitimate love
This genuine love has got me livin’ dangerous
[Verse]
Ayy, I even offered to pay your tuition
I gave you letters to sign and read over the terms and conditions (Ayy)
I was out seekin’ for love, but the lean in my cup what I’m missin’ (Ayy)
And I put a beam on the Glock, when I up it, I swear ain’t no missin’
We gon’ get all of them niggas
Fill all them hollows in pistols, the guala gon’ get you
Hit up their block the missiles
I’ll send them rastas to get ya, them shottas to get ya
Them robbers’ll get ya, these niggas, they know that my roster official
It’s a man down in the heart of the trenches
I’d do anything to get my dawg out the system
I sip codieine with a pasision, see it in my face
Shawty wanna fuck me ’cause I’m paid
Joke’s on you, two-door coupe, laughin’ to the bank
I had to ride my own wave, I’m in a whole ‘nother lane (Ayy)
She say I do it way better on Percocet
I need some sloppy toppy in the drop-top coupe (Ayy)
I gotta spend a check for you to fuck me and get the neck
Ain’t no complaints, I got racks in the bank, baby, let’s go
I’m there for the money, I ain’t trippin’
Proceed precaution, the drip drippin’
These niggas just hate that I bank different
They say that I changed, but I ain’t different
Ayy, load up them FNs, then hop in the Benz, I go spin on their block
I fuck with niggas who ’bout their issues, who gon’ kill all their opps
[Chorus]
I get on FaceTime, just to see my thots
With me, you wastin’ time, baby, don’t even buy that watch
It’s love still, though they love to question my heart
Blue bandana, bang the wheelchair like the parking lot (Ayy)
I do the dash in a mothafuckin’ Jag
Gotta skrrt off, it can’t fit in the parking lot
They see the weakest nigga in the room
That be the nigga that talk a lot
I think that I need another one, baby girl
This a real nigga, one-of-one (Ayy)
I show legitimate love
This genuine love has got me livin’ dangerous

NAV – Leave Me Alone Lyrics

Try to do what I did, then you’ll see, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I got lots of problem that I gotta deal with on my own
My phone on silent, don’t try callin’ me when you know I’m in my zone
You never believed in me now you wanna see me at all of my shows
Sometimes I wish I could disappear just so I could be alone (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah) Play this song
[Pre-Chorus]
I got lots of problem that I gotta deal with on my own
My phone on silent, don’t try callin’ me when you know I’m in my zone
You wasn’t there when I was down, now you hittin’ me, lettin’ your true colors show
Sometimes I wish I could disappear just so I could be alone (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
I’ma keep on going, gotta finish what I started
Bloggers hatin’ on me, from their one-bedroom apartment
Used to stash the work in the Toyota compartment
Take you off this earth, this mean that you become a target
I know why you salty, ’cause I did this on my own, it’s all me
Change my number, you can’t call me
If I hurt you, I’m not sorry (Yeah-eah-eah)
I cut you off and that’s what you deserve
You get on my nerve, you never learn
I got real problems, your only problem is to get tickets to see my show
I got this all by myself so don’t complain about what I spend on my clothes
Countin’ money, love the feelin’, stack it up to the ceiling
Using drugs to kill my feelin’s, bite my lip until it’s peelin’
[Pre-Chorus]
I got lots of problem that I gotta deal with on my own
My phone on silent, don’t try callin’ me when you know I’m in my zone
You never believed in me now you wanna see me at all of my shows
Sometimes I wish I could disappear just so I could be alone (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
Leave me alone (Yeah), leave me alone (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
If you lookin’ for some pity, don’t come this way
Gettin’ tired of tryna clean up all my mistakes
I’m exactly who and where I wanna be, yeah
Now they screamin’ my name, I’m the one that they wanna see, yeah
Come and take a ride with me, yeah
Think it’s time to change the scene, yeah
Show you things the way I see, yeah
Do you think it’s easy bein’ me, yeah?

Quando Rondo – Real Love Lyrics

This shit, that’s how shit go
Some things [?] like this
Check this out, yeah
[Verse]
My nigga took the charge for me, for that
[?] felon some steppers, bust that belly [?]
Dropped out my dome, I put [?] inside the [?]
The roof is thrilling like I changed since I got this deal
That really hurt me to my heart, Sosa died on this block
I got turned only [?], he paid him when he got a Glock
I was out searching for real love just like Mary J. My naturalist [?], but I don’t think I’m able to [?]
The way I’ve been a wheelchair, you would think I had it to say [?]
While I was lost seekin’ for love, I lost myself, it ain’t about it
I was writing raps just out my cell, I was screamin’, “[?],” this not to the place to be
Who’s going, thinks it’s [?]? Took off his back and let is bust ’til this ain’t got no ammo
Shout-out to [?], like, he taught me how to put the paper first
It hurt to face the fact my lil’ cousin the [?]
And I’m the one showed you the shit, that’s why I wanna slap ya’
All the [?], I’m sluggin’, let you hit, that shit don’t hold no value
Real love, yeah
I’m searching for real love
They put my dawg in the pavement and you ain’t had to take a stand
Well, you still made a statement
Real love, yeah
I’m searching for real love
It’s too late for all that barter love, I gotta show you [?] from the God of love
Young black mind, it chose the one, he took his family out of poverty
What you do when you’ve been crossed so many times without apology? Strapped up my girl like [?]
Please don’t play with us, we play with keys, all of my niggas ain’t gotta be in the streets
Shotta droppin’ a bag, I bet I’ll get him deceased
A rare watched him put on his mask, I want them niggas six feet deep
Shotta who’s on the floor, but still sang to the streets
Choppas, we let ’em bust ’em every time that it’s beef
Tell me what you got or what, you can’t take the better out of me
There’s some cold-blooded killers who gon’ [?] in these streets
We steppin’ on them niggas every time that it’s beef
[Outro]
Fuck nigga is goin’ to sleep Play this song
[Intro]
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Go Grizz
Damn (But I [?] harder)
I changed, my nigga
Some things just don’t come
Seem like every time you put your hand out, they get somebody, some nigga bite your shit
No, I ain’ never gonna keep it real with them niggas, you heard me? Blige
I told a filthy ass Crip, “I love you in my heart”
Real love, yeah
I’m searching for real love
But I guess that I’m blind and I’ve been searching for so long, but I just can’t seem to find it
I lost lil’ Quafe to that heat, I want mama to count it
They sent lil’ [?] up that creek, too much shit, I can’t handle
He got a bitch on Facebook, what think you [?] the camera?

Moneybagg Yo – Pop My Shit Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Talk my, I talk my shit
Excuse my French, I talk my shit
Wherever I’m at, I pop my shit, pop my shit, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I think I’m the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
Keep that stick, that’s a part of my ‘fit
Championship rings, can’t ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
I think I’m the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
Keep that stick, that’s a part of my ‘fit
Championship rings, can’t ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
[Verse 1]
I’m in the ‘Cat with the red on the key
I’m at the bank and an opp, I don’t see
Wanted somethin’ real so she fuckin’ with me
40K smile, so I say cheese
Haters be quiet and they talk when I leave (Hah)
Ain’t no handouts, got nothing from nobody (Nope)
I really spent me some M’s with the jeweler
Look at me, this how you wear a Bugatti
Opened her purse and she brung out them racks (Too many)
Literally, she in her bag
I’m in somethin’ fast, you hear when I snatch (Skrrt)
But you don’t see nothin’ when I pass
I’m fully focused, but full of the ZaZa (What’s that?)
That’s what we call the exotic
House a hotel, garage like a car lot (Everywhere)
No money problems, so I pop it
[Chorus]
I think I’m the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
Keep that stick, that’s a part of my ‘fit
Championship rings, can’t ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
I think I’m the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
Keep that stick, that’s a part of my ‘fit
Championship rings, can’t ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
[Verse 2]
You know I’ma pop it, I’m havin’ my way
They wanna be me so they copy and paste (Paste)
I’m in the latest, ain’t nothin’ out of date (Date)
Fuck a stylist, I got flavor, got taste (Me)
ICU, my right wrist sick (Hold up)
Can’t tell me nothin’, I know I’m lit (No)
Went Nino Brown, way I canceled that bitch
Excuse my French, I talk my shit
Six watches, big time
Seats in the big body recline (Lay back)
New body, she fine
Lil’ bitch ain’t perfect but she mine (For me)
Blue hundreds, pink fifties
I’m lottery pick, the big ticket (Ugh)
Pour red up, I’m Trippie
Slow leak like faucet, I’m too drippy (Slip)
[Chorus]
I think I’m the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
Keep that stick, that’s a part of my ‘fit
Championship rings, can’t ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
I think I’m the shit, big as it gets
Wrist cost a brick, I look like a lick
Dior kicks, Chanel on my bitch
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit
Keep that stick, that’s a part of my ‘fit
Championship rings, can’t ball up my fist
Two hundred on the dash, every car that I get
Never mind me, I’m just poppin’ my shit

Lil Wayne – In a Cell Lyrics

Make the blunt fat
Young Money that special team, run the punt back
Yeah, that’s me in that ‘Gatti with the hump back
I’ll stick my thumb in her pussy with a thumbtack
[Chorus]
Sittin’ in a cell (Woah)
To sittin’ on a jet
From shittin’ in a cell
To shittin’ on a jet
I lost too many homies and I won too many bets
So I scratch, and yes, junior is the best, uh-huh
[Outro]
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh Play this song
[Intro]
Cut the music up please
Man
[Verse 1]
I’m so fucked up, you have no idea
I smoke that La La La, it’s music to my ears
All my niggas is wasted, got guns on they waist
She don’t use Pro-Active, she put Cum on her face
I’m a real nigga first, I’m a bitch nigga never
Shawty suck me dry, I’m talkin’ dry like a dessert
Nigga get off my dick, bitch, get on my level
I don’t gas these hoes, take your foot off the pedal
Man, I be on my dick, ’bout to break my neck
Shout Nyjah Huston, Stevie Will, Ryan Sheck’
Papa got the TEC, it can get technical
Pimp shit, never, put the pussy on a pedestal
Niggas out of shape, I’m just bein’ geometrical
Tunechi, leave ’em bitches behind like residue
New Orleans, where we turn a funeral into a festival
Young Money, long money, it ain’t even measurable
I’m stuntin’, uh, like my daddy
She give me neck, uh, Peyton Manning
Yeah, I press a button, uh, and lose my roof
I’m spittin’ blood shit like I lost a tooth, uh
[Chorus]
I went from sittin’ in a cell
To sittin’ on a jet
From shittin’ in a cell
To shittin’ on a jet
I made too much money, I ain’t make enough yet
So I scratch, and yes, junior is the best
[Verse 2]
Man, all these bitches and niggas still hatin’
My homies got that weight and I ain’t talkin’ ’bout patience
Man, we be on some other shit, kidnap your mother shit
And we smoke that strong like the weed got muscles, bitch
I’m Tunechi, got what you need
I got some cocaine and some California weed
Them bitches jockin’, niggas hatin’, drunk off Gin and Socko
If he keep on talkin’ shit, I’ll knock the meat out his taco
And I ain’t playin’, I got killers with me, ain’t got no squealers with me
And the back of the milk carton say my ceiling’s missing
And now my vision blurry and I’m with kissin’ cousins
I’ll make ’em rob you masked up, you think them bitches muslims
Scoob filmin’ it, smooth criminal
I’ma prince, nigga, you Arsenio
We pick you off and bounce, that’s the pick and roll
Crème de la crème, de la crème [?]
T, where you at?

Sam Feldt & Sigma – 2 Hearts Lyrics (feat. Gia Koka)

[Verse 1]
Come here, darling, think it’s time
Let your heart open up
Choose to love, broken wild
Leaving you lost and scarred
You’ve been lonely just like me
And choose nothing but a dream
Come here, darling, take my hand
We’ll pull through, you and me
[Chorus]
‘Cause two hearts are better than one
Pull me closer
Hold me like we’re gonna die young
It’s almost over
Kiss me now before we say goodbye
Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts are better than one
[Verse 2]
Future’s lost, so it seems
Only now carries me
Past is gone with the wind (Wind)
Like unkempt promises
But we’re still got tonight
‘Til the light breaks us up
Come here, darling, let’s stay out
‘Til the morning, you and I
[Chorus]
‘Cause two hearts are better than one
Pull me closer
Hold me like we’re gonna die young
It’s almost over
Kiss me now before we say goodbye
Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts are better than one
[Chorus]
Two hearts are better than one
Pull me closer
Hold me like we’re gonna die young
It’s almost over
Kiss me now before we say goodbye
‘Cause two hearts are better than one
Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts are better than one
‘Cause two hearts are better than one
Pull me closer
Hold me like we’re gonna die young
It’s almost over
Kiss me now before we say goodbye (Ah)
Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts are better than one

Fredo Bang – The Box Freestyle Lyrics

TRANSCRIBING DO NOT EDIT
[Intro]
Yeah, let me hear it from the top
Blatt
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
[Chrous]
Slide in the [?] with the chop
Tryna get the drop on the opp
Soak a nigga down with the mop
I just put ten on an opp
If it don’t jam I’ll stop

Megan Thee Stallion & Normani – Diamonds Lyrics

Give my ass a bunch of kisses
[Pre-Chorus: Normani]
I love me this much
My pear shape all dripped up
It’s freezing in my bag, oh
[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet
[Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion]
Ayy, I know how to work a gun, I don’t need a range
And I could take a hit, I ain’t scared of the pain
And I don’t really bang, but I came with the gang
And if you get too close, I might snatch off your chain, ooh
You want me to be a little more ladylike? [Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet (Cartier)
[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
I’m a super she-ro, bitch, don’t try me, ho
Bad like a villain, I pop it and then I reload
All the best things in life come for free
But don’t you think that applies to me
I do what I want ’cause I know that I’m hot
Ain’t in a band, but you know how I rock
Don’t need no clippers to give you a chop
Took me to dinner, then I took him out
I like it when you call me crazy
Long as you keep callin’, baby
He think it’s cute that I know how to shoot
Don’t you be scared if I point it at you
Broke up with my ex, uh, dumped him in a text
Would wish you the best, but I already left
Date night with my bitches, gettin’ real twisted
You know what you could do? Mmm
Come through with my girls, then beat your ass on ladies night, ayy
You don’t wanna go toe-to-toe with my pedicure
Everyone you know be like, “Bro, how you handle her?”
Diamonds are my new boyfriend
So that mean I will never, ever f**k with you again
And I ain’t never need ’em, so it’s so easy to leave ’em
And I be doin’ me, I ain’t never tryna please ’em
[Pre-Chorus: Normani]
I love me this much
My pear shape all dripped up
It’s freezing in my bag, oh
[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet (Cartier)
[Bridge: Normani]
Look at all these rocks, rocks, rocks (So good)
Make ’em stop and watch, watch, watch (Oh)
All these diamonds dancing, know that you can’t stand this
Bands on my hands, I got bands, I’m a bandit
Look at all these rocks, rocks, rocks (Rocks, rocks, rocks)
Make ’em stop and watch, watch, watch (Watch, watch, watch)
All these diamonds dancing, know that you can’t stand this
Bands on my hands, I got bands, I’m a bandit
[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet (Cartier)

Candan Ercetin – Vakit Varken Lyrics

Kapkara
Bir kor kuyu
Çıkıyorsa eğilme koynuna
Her bir gölge bir anda sen olursun
Karanlığında kaybolursun
Kapkara, yarınlara
Çıkıyorsa yenilme korkuna
Kendi ayak Sesinden yorulursun
Gecenden de kovulursun
Alışmadan yalnızlığa
Affetmeyi öğren, vakit varken
Geç kalmadan kaybetmeli
Zaferlere ödül yalnızlıktır,yalnızlık

K3 – Verliefd Lyrics

Boem! Een hoofd dat draait en een huid die tintelt
Je loopt op wolken
Weet jij ook wel een beetje wat ik bedoel
Had jij ooit al zo’n gevoel
Een bonzend hart en een buik vol vlinders
Want iemand die je hart kon stelen
Wil het leven met je delen! Zo Verliefd
Had jij ooit al eens zo een heerlijk gevoel? Tot over je oren! Was jij al ooit zo verliefd? Was jij al ooit zo verliefd? Je hart binnenstebuiten! Was jij al ooit zo verliefd? Schijnt de zon elke dag een beetje voor jou? Helemaal verloren! En niet meer te stuiten! Tot over je oren! Als jij je uitrekt? Want iemand die je hart kon stelen
Wil het leven met je delen! Zingt een vogel een vrolijk liedje? Was jij al ooit zo verliefd? Was jij al ooit zo verliefd? Was jij al ooit zo verliefd? Helemaal verloren! Nu er iemand door dik en dun van je houdt
Schijnt de zon opnieuw voor jou? Treur niet over elk akkefietje! Je hart klopt te luid
Je staart voor je uit
Je lippen bewegen maar je maakt geen geluid
Je schreeuwt: “Houdt de dief!”
Maar komt niet vooruit
Je staat aan de grond genageld
Was jij al ooit eens zo hopeloos verliefd
Refrein