Copilarie – Amna versuri

Îmi amintesc cum mama-mi tot spunea
Că-s cei mai tari ani din viața mea
Tot ce ne doream
Era să fim oameni mari. Și te tot minți că pe chipul tău
Anii n-or să se vadă
C-o să rămâi neschimbat, dar timpul ăsta
Trece-n grabă. Copilărie,
Nu știu când ai trecut
Unde sunt anii de demult
Versuri-lyrics.info
Zi-mi când ai trecut
Copilărie,
Nu știu când ai trecut
Unde sunt anii de demult
Zi-mi când ai trecut
Copilărie,
Nu știu când ai trecut
Unde sunt anii de demult
Zi-mi când ai trecut
Copilărie,
Nu știu când ai trecut
Unde sunt anii de demult
Zi-mi când ai trecuttt. Versuri Amna
Video Amna Și ne-am trezit din doi copii, parinți
Cu grijile zilei ce va veni
Și toți ne grăbeau
Să alergăm dupa bani.
Versuri Amna – Copilarie
Stăteam de vorbă cu mine și
Mă intrebam dacă mai știi
Când eram copii
Când eram copii.(copilarie)
În fața blocului ieșeam
De-a v-ați ascunselea ne jucam
Când eram copii
Mă întrebam dacă mai știi. Copilărie,
Nu știu când ai trecut
Unde sunt anii de demult
Zi-mi când ai trecut
Copilărie,
Nu știu când ai trecut
Unde sunt anii de demult
Zi-mi când ai trecut. Și te tot minți că pe chipul tău
Anii n-or să se vadă
C-o să rămâi neschimbat, dar timpul ăsta
Trece-n grabă.

Doar pe a ta – Ioana Ignat versuri

Cine crede ca drgostea trece prea usor
N-a simtit niciodata ce-nseamna sa-ti fie dor
Dintr-o mie de inimi trecute prin palma mea
Eu stiu ca tu stii ca o vreau doar pe a ta. Uneori mi se-ntampla sa spun si ceva frumos
Si femeie fiind tu, s-o intelegi pe dos
Alteori mi se stinge lumina dupa un pahar
Si ai vrea sa m-alungi fara poza ta in buzunar. Versuri Ioana Ignat – Doar pe a ta
Mai stii cand spuneam ca de dragul tau eu mor
Tu zambeai, nu sunai la 112
Adunam, scadeam inimi si-mi dadea
Ca jumatatea mea lipsa e inima ta.(doar pe a ta)
Iubirea pentru mine era un sentiment complicat
Tu m-ai facut sa simt ca fara ea as fi complet dezechilibrat.
Versuri Ioana Ignat
Video a ta Dragostea-i un joc cinstit dar inima se fura, nu te supara
Tu cand vrei sa fluieri, fluiera si-n palma ta a mea inima va dansa. Cine crede ca drgostea trece prea usor
N-a simtit niciodata ce-nseamna sa-ti fie dor
Dintr-o mie de inimi trecute prin palma mea
Eu stiu ca tu stii ca o vreau doar pe a ta. Cine crede ca drgostea trece prea usor
N-a simtit niciodata ce-nseamna sa-ti fie dor
Dintr-o mie de inimi trecute prin palma mea
Eu stiu ca tu stii ca o vreau doar pe a taaa. Descurcaret din fire, fara iubire as fi un incurcat
Versuri-lyrics.info
Dar tu faci ce vrei din mine ieri barbat dur, azi delicat.

Unii pentru bani – Nicolae Guta versuri

Versuri Nicolae Guta
Video bani Unii pentru bani numai pentru bani
Fac din prieteni dusmani
Poate d-aia n-au noroc
Si bani tot nu au deloc. Viata mea n-o sa tina cat vreau eu
D-aia o sa fac mereu
Din dusman prietenul meu
Nici a ta n-o sa tina mii de ani
Lasa-i dracului de bani
Ti-ai facut prea multi dusmaniii. (x2)
Viata mea n-o sa tina cat vreau eu
D-aia o sa fac mereu
Din dusman prietenul meu
Nici a ta n-o sa tina mii de ani
Lasa-i dracului de bani
Ti-ai facut prea multi dusmani.
Versuri Nicolae Guta – Unii pentru bani
Viata mea n-o sa tina cat vreau eu
D-aia o sa fac mereu
Din dusman prietenul meu
Nici a ta n-o sa tina mii de ani
Lasa-i dracului de bani
Ti-ai facut prea multi dusmani.(Unii pentru bani)
Unii pentru bani numai pentru bani
Se cearta de zeci de ani
Isi dau seama c-au gresit
Versuri-lyrics.info
Doar cand au imbatranit. (x2)
Viata mea n-o sa tina cat vreau eu
D-aia o sa fac mereu
Din dusman prietenul meu
Nici a ta n-o sa tina mii de ani
Lasa-i dracului de bani
Ti-ai facut prea multi dusmani.

Faith Evans & Notorious B.I.G. – Legacy

Jump on in, I’m kind of tired
That you were a king fit just for a queen
[Verse 2: B.I.G.]
[Puff Daddy]
I knew from the very first moment

[Faith Evans]

So far from strangers
Could it be my hardcore metaphor
It’s that Faith Evans right here
[The Notorious B.I.G]

My perfect angel
Biggie Smalls, hey Faith you ready? You ready?
Come up to the telly so i could bend you

Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show
And I can tell from day one you were for me
[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]
We’ve been through everything
I knew from the very first moment
Who know that this love be the legacy
Jealous females call you sluts and whores

She looking for a man, honey he just left

When you made my wife to be
You twist up while I whip the bourbon
Through all the changes
[Hook]
[Intro]
How are things? Ummm, one of the most talked about parts of your life, your relationship with faith.
[Hook]
I love you till the end
My whole life was changed instantly
And I’m so happy to say that I know you
And I can tell from day one you were for me
You more like my best friend
Send you you to the store, condoms and more
I’m a roll blunts while you spin
Who know that this love be the legacy
I rock you till the end
[Talking: Interviewer & B.I.G.]
That you were a king fit just for a queen
Alright, no swerving You got your license, right?
I mean, We ain’t together no more, she just had a baby from me, we cool though, we tight
And I knew..

Hair blonde out, Madonna style like a virgin
You teach me while I’m steady learning like
Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death
Open up the Lex door
You are here by my side
Venue after venue, I been through
I laced the beat, you locked the flow
[The Notorious B.I.G]
Make sweat pour on the bedroom floor
And I was willing to play my position, yeah

311 – Too Much To Think

‘Cause I wanna get high (I wanna get high)
‘Cause I wanna get high
How do I keep it?
I wanna get high (I wanna get high)
I wanna get high
And forget what might have been

I’ve had too much to think
Don’t got time to waste or time to kill
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Getting underneath my skin
[Outro]
How do I keep it?
[Verse 4]
But you’re taking me down, down, down

And who’s gonna take the crown?
But you’re keeping me low
I’ve had too much to think
[Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

How do I keep it here?
I’ve had too much to think
[Chorus]
I’ve had too much to think
I’ve had too much to think
How do I keep it here?
[Verse 3]
Oh oh oh
Back again I’m holed up
I don’t got time to waste or time to kill
I wanna get high (I wanna get high)
Wash away the ashes

And nobody here knowing their way around
From the top of the world every which way is down
Avoid another battle

Focused on the empty
It’s a slow journey up but a quick ride on down
[Verse 2]
But you’re keeping me low
In the waiting room again
I don’t got time to waste or time to kill
But you’re taking me down, down, down
Don’t got time to waste or time to kill
See the faces of the people as they run away
‘Cause I wanna get high
[Verse 1]
But you’re taking me down, down, down
Look at how the time flies
[Bridge]
And try to keep the light within (keep the light within)
The people don’t have to feel the dissatisfaction
Don’t got time to waste or time to kill

Illuminate the shadow
[Chorus]
But you’re keeping me low (But you’re keeping me low)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I’ve had too much to think
It’s a permanent made distraction, the modern reaction
Burning daylight to the ground
Gonna quiet my head down
How do I keep it here?
I don’t got time to waste or time to kill
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of LA
How do I keep it?
I’ve had too much to think
Oh oh oh
I’ve had too much to think

Gucci Mane & Metro Boomin – Hurt Feelings

House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings
I jumped down the Benz

House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
Baby lickin’ up back on my balls, now I can’t even think
All these anti-depressants, I sell I think that I’m a shrink
Pop me one of those whatchumacalls and fucked her on the sink
[Verse 1]
If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you
If you listenin’ to just what I said you might be more aware
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
I’m on thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
I’m on thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
Niggas hurt cause they seen that ‘Vert drop top, half a M
I’m on thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
Found out my friends weren’t really my friends
These are Gucci boots they cost two stacks man, these are not no Timbs
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
See the world through my darkly tinted vintage Gucci lens
These exotic fabrics make her wanna suck me off for free
Ha, it’s Wizop
I’m on thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings

[Chorus]
When I pull with them guns my nig’, you know it’s COD
Steppin’ out like a Fiji water, sparklin’ with gems
Out the pen ain’t been home two minutes
[Chorus]
I’m so hood, no matter how much I’m still gon’ get some rims
Burr
Don’t compare them lil’ boys to me, twenty million out the gate
Re-rock a brick, put it in the press then Nick and Diddy T’d it
Back to all these pints stuffed in my house and I don’t even drink
Wop!
Baby lucky if she leave with me cause I don’t even care

Me and mines were like Bonnie and Clyde and we ain’t try pretend
More concerned ’bout the cash you earn and not the clothes you wear
[Verse 2]
All these diamonds drapped all over me, your bitch can’t even see

Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
They just tryin’ to keep up with the kid and ain’t been out a year
Guc’ Atlantic just met me 10 mills and I’m not even near
Metro why you wanna do this tape man you know that they gon’ hate
Oh, you thought you was on to somethin’ man you boys ain’t even real
Not there through thick and thin
[Intro]
House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings

Salsalino – Long Run (feat. Angelteam Marvo)

Money on my mind got me goin’ stupid
Damn, but I tell don’t play me
So that bitch gotta go ’cause I know she a duck
Salsalino in this bitch!
Huh!
I ain’t fuckin’ wit’ her tho ’cause I know she a slut
Tried to show to the bitch, but you know that love shit don’t last long
[Verse 1: Salsalino]
Huh!
I’m diggin’ in yo’ bitch like it’s the Gold Rush
Tried to show to the bitch, but you know that love shit don’t last long
Bitch, we don’t give no fucks
Got my nigga Marvo wit’ me

Young niggas outchea swingin’ doughnuts
Catch me at yo’ best friend house, sittin’ right up on the couch, I done chose up
Woke a nigga savage game up, bitch you got me fucked up, bitch I’m on one
[Hook]

[Hook]
Wrist tryna get froze up

Bitch, we don’t give no fucks
Don’t play me, bitch, you must be crazy
Damn, too high, I can’t see the floor
Damn, [?] then man, I knew it
Don’t you ever think you finna play me ’cause you playing yourself in the long run
Bitch don’t you ever think you finna play me!
I need a new whip, fuck these ho’s, I’m tryna get my knots fat
I put her on the plate like a cold cut
Woke a nigga savage game up, bitch you got me fucked up, bitch I’m on one
Young fire nigga, I don’t need a ho
Never worry ’bout a punk bitch, ’cause you know them ho’s going and them ho’s come
Damn, and my top back
But still got yo’ bitch crawlin’ like she 3 years old
Can’t fuck wit’ these bitches ’cause I know they ruthless
Catch me at yo’ best friend house, sittin’ right up on the couch, I done chose up
[Intro]
Niggas pussy for the pussy, he just want the juices
Told her yeah, she better bring me my bucks
Young nigga need a bad bitch, actin’ boujee on they ass wit’ her nose up
Pillow talk, get yo’ ho fucked
Catch me at yo’ best friend house, sittin’ right up on the couch, bitch I chose up
Don’t you ever think you finna play me ’cause you playing yourself in the long run
Catch me at yo’ best friend house, sittin’ right up on the couch, I done chose up
Bitch thought she was hot, now her fever gone

Woke a nigga savage game up, bitch you got me fucked up, bitch I’m on one
[Hook]
Young niggas outchea swingin’ doughnuts
Tried to show to the bitch, but you know that love shit don’t last long
I told that bitch yeah, she got me fucked up

Don’t you ever think you finna play me ’cause you playing yourself in the long run
[Verse 2: Angelteam Marvo]
Don’t you ever think you finna play me ’cause you playing yourself in the long run

Pressa – Wassi Callin Intro

[Intro]
T-shirt Givenchy

If he ain’t BFR (nascar)
And every dream I dream of him I feel i’m closer (i’m closer)
The getting ricoish
And I be sellin’ shit way more than Amazon

I just blew 50K on my lawyer
I used to wrap shit (wrap shit)
They be lyin’ just to know who we really are
I been ballin’ on these niggas [?]
Flyer than UFOs (i’m so fly)
They gon’ claim a body another nigga caught (they fake)
Reply to a diss song I find it pointless
Niggas wanna shoot me but they fidgeting
It costs to be a boss so nigga whatchu got (whatchu sell?)
Lately been busy
And I live by the courts like I’m LG
And that kick out the fifth felt like a field goal (field goal)
I been runnin’ up the shit but no athlete
What happened to the throne all my niggas lost

Niggas want respect with no credentials
I been runnin’ up the shit but no athlete (flip phone)
And cops keep tellin’ venues not to book my show (realshit)
Shordy in LA might employ her (I might)

Life in the shopping cart
Ugh ugh
Fuck this rap shit
Soon as the December hit
Whipped up a whole key

And all that side talk I feel like pulling’ it
That got no milage (she don’t)
And all she wanna do is be my stylist (designer bitch)
Niggas in my city they ain’t do a lot (they do the most)
I love to read these nigga do my home work (essay)
I live by the court like I’m LG (courts gang)

Every night I hear Wassi callin’ x4
They ain’t never shoot a nigga much less really grind
And I got the fifth on me number 30
I made a hunnid G’s of LG
Can’t afford this name on my disclosure (I can’t)

Pressa got me fellin’ like the city mine

Smoking’ your homies
But Pressa couldn’t even cross the border (I can’t)
Tryna stay lowkey
And you’re partially the reason why it’s happening (bad bitch)
I been stuntin’ on these niggas like I’m stone cold (stunna)
Press machine
I learned to chip a brick and turn my wrist to gold (a rollie)
And niggas hating’ on me baby notice it

I’m my own boss
They took my bro Wass lost my composure (i lost it)
She fuck with savages
And I stay with the stick like a old folk
I’m in the killa car
Work on my own time
(Money Music)
[Verse]
(Deadmi Deadmi Deadmi Deadmihana)
Pressa Armorni
Black mask, black gloves, black Timberlands
She got hot now I’m switchin’ up my rental
And niggas they so normal they so typical (typical)

Then tell him be a far

I learn to get this money stash it till it rot
And they say I’m to was Wassi for the radio (i’m too wass)
And my bitch catch a body like she Remy Ma
And this one gon’ scar permanent
It get annoying
We went from shootin’ at the cops for running from the north
Book your appointment
They find it marvelous
And niggas ridin’ dick just for a co-sign
This game it got slapped like Nintendo (64)
Money like BMO (BMO)
Flexin’ on the gram wit another niggas wad
And ain’t no better way than learnin’ on your own
30 shots so much bullets you couldn’t avoid it (can’t, can’t)
Project Marvel kid

Organized Noize – We The Ones (feat. Big Boi, Cee-Lo Green, Sleepy Brown & Big Rube)

My granddaddy and daddy, they were military, yes
No time for the ones who might
His fights that are cuffed tight
‘Cause you know that…
And always talkin’ ’bout this cookie that I’m burnin’

Applied in course of truth, not fiction
Thank you for your service (NAGGA!) Ya heard me?
This a new flight plan
[Verse 3: Big Boi]
We the ones who fight
[Intro: Big Rube & CeeLo Green]
Stand up, you know it’s right
No longer is the focus irrelevant friction
Fight, test your might
My sermon is for the children
Elevated thinkin’, higher learnin’
The people open arms ’cause they killin’ us on purpose

All I know is to keep on going
Stand up, the time is over
Stand up to oppression
Only the strongest will, that will desire to instill righteous fire
Without exception, this matter reaches terminal velocity
All I know is to keep on going
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
Stand up with all your might
From a family of military vets
And archaic premises
We the ones who fight

Just pretend to carry on, carry on
In those they’ve sired who fight
[Chorus: CeeLo Green]
We seek the true source
Stand up to all aggression
[Outro: Big Rube]
Stand up with all your might
So I speak for reception of this philosophy
Can’t withstand defiance
We the ones who fight
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
Well, well
So your children will never lose (Woo!)
Stand up, you know it’s right
God, God blessed the dead
[Chorus: CeeLo Green]
We the ones who fight
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
We must test our true might
Time’s up
All I know is to keep on going
We the ones who fight
Speak with a new voice
We the ones who fight
If we don’t stand up, we fall down
All I know is to keep on going
Between the yellow, the red, the black and white man
All I know is to keep on going

Just pretend to carry on, carry on

Stand up to money preaching
Now see the incense burnin’
All I know is to keep on going
[Verse 1: Sleepy Brown]
‘Cause you know that…
We the ones who fight
And for the mamas and the daddy’s that ain’t earnin’
Clear your soul and mind of pseudo science

Protect the livin’ and give us the spirit they keep on killin’ ’cause…
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
Well, well
We are together and we are one
[Chorus: CeeLo Green]
But that’s just superficial on the surface
All I know is ti keep on going
We the ones who fight

We the ones who fight
We the ones who fight
[Chorus: CeeLo Green]
Can no longer afford the expense of giving you choice
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
There’s no right defense, you either with me or nemesis
No longer enough for this fight between darkness and light
Stand up to bad policing
Stand up, it’s time to choose
We now demand compliance

All I know is to keep on going
We the ones who fight
And now they pray for calm ’cause American is nervous
We the ones who fight
[Verse 2: Sleepy Brown]

Miley Cyrus – Malibu (On The Voice 2017) (Live)

But here I am, next to you
The sky’s so blue in Malibu
Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning

‘Cause now I’m as free as birds catching the wind
But you brought me here and I’m happy that you did
The sky’s more blue in Malibu
[Outro]
And it’ll be us, just for a while

[Verse 1]
Next to you
[Chorus]
I never went boatin’, don’t get how they are floatin’
I never would’ve believed you if three years ago you told me
Next to you
I always thought I would sink, so I never swam

‘Cause it’s supposed to be this hot all summer long
A dream come true in Malibu
You would explain the current, as I just smile
And you’re there to save me
I never sat by the shore, under the sun with my feet in the sand
The sky is so blue in Malibu
It’s a brand new start
And sometimes I get so scared of what I can’t understand
I’d be here writing this song
Next to you
We are just like the waves that flow back and forth

Next to you in Malibu
I’d spent the rest of my life standing here talking
[Verse 2]
But here I am, next to you
Next to you
Hoping that you’ll stay the same, and nothing will change
That’s when I make the wish, to swim away with the fish
I never came to the beach, or stood by the ocean
Next to you in Malibu
And I wanna thank you with all of my heart
We watched the sun go down as we were walking
Do we even exist?
[Chorus]

BROCKHAMPTON – Gold

(Keep up the chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Y ésta es mi cadena
Keep a gold chain on my neck
I got bipolar confidence
That’s so Merlyn
Keep a gold chain on my neck

[Outro: Joba]
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Keep a gold chain on my neck
My wheel’s turnin’, now I’m more efficient than ever
Fly as a jet
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Keep a gold chain on my neck
I’m the realest, bitch, now I got a mood swing
(I said I keep a gold chain)
Mmm, ice cream when I hit her with the sweet thang
(Keep up the chain)
Put me in the spotlight Where the spotlight?
All on me, all on me, all on me
Shawty love me long when I grip the sides
That’s so Merlyn
Boy, better treat me with respect
We can slow clap like woo!
Keep a gold chain on my neck
The boy spit like he made out of 409
2 A.M., 85 on the highway
Grab the camcorder, we can make it a movie
Wringler’s good with your envy
Fly as a jet
(Keep up the chain)
Fly as a jet
(‘Cause then I keep a)

Swan dive on the 405
Blood diamond, I’m flossing
Whole world get a little misguided
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Turn ’em on like the Saudi’s
My electric eel, your electric slide but
Boy, better treat me with respect
[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
Keep a gold chain
(Keep up the chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Damn, time-travelin’, Honda-swervin’, that’s so Merlyn
So I guess I’m the shit
(Keep up the chain)
Keep a gold chain
Gold chain swingin’, and she like how I shoot it
Grab life by the horns when I whip the Lambo
(I said I keep a, I keep a)
Boy, better treat me with respect
Hand-me-downs never fit me
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
But you don’t see what it cost me

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
I scream when I hit her with the long pipe
Bring a friend with you if you like how I do it
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
Fly as a jet
Watch you tangle, dutty wine
Hands off of all my sermons
Fly as a jet
Rock the boat like a one-eyed pirate
You can’t play with my team, bitch
All on me, all on me, all on me
Get my shot, point it out like whoop, bang
Fly as a jet
Fly as a jet
Fly as a jet
Fly as a jet
Me llamo Roberto
Keep a gold chain on my neck
I just skip on the beat like I’m Pee-Wee Herman
That’s so Merlyn
Party never fit me
(Keep up the chain)
Boy, better treat me with respect
Boy, better treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain (wax, wax it)
That’s so Merlyn
I’ma win a bitch and I got a mood swing
Boy, better treat me with respect
Mix with white ’cause you salty

Keep a gold chain on my neck
Damn, I’m frosty
Keep a gold chain
(Keep up the chain)
I feel like Ratatouille when I’m whipping that Chevy
I keep a gold chain (wax, wax it)

Fly as a jet
But now the [?] never fit me
(I said I keep a gold chain, a gold chain)
‘Cause we about to take flight
Fly as a jet
[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
Wake up like "shit" then I feel like the shit
Boy, better treat me with respect

Black on red like I work the sambo
Clip’s so long it’ll make you mumble
But this stainless
Fly as a jet
(I said I keep a gold chain)
I just wanna feel on your booty
Boy, better treat me with respect
You slip inside like a slip and slide
Boy, better treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck
[Verse 2: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Damn, time-travelin’, Honda-swervin’, book learnin’
Rick James, I get glitter on my eyelids
Keep a gold chain (wax, wax it)
Keep a gold chain
Might fuck around and change your whole life
Yeah, guess I’m the shit
Navy camel, I’m drowning
(Keep up the chain)
And that’s clean, bitch
We rock pink, no more Wednesdays
She ride on my dick like a hundred times
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Trust no one that put you in the wrong light
That’s so Merlyn
Boy, better treat me with respect
I’m like platinum and it’s painless
[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
[Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Keep a gold chain on my neck
That’s so Merlyn
I just wanna feel up the booty
Boy, better treat me with respect
Boy, better treat me with respect
Do my thing, no, I do not do speaking
Land at the bottom of Arturo High
Boy, better treat me with respect
You see, you better fucking get some sweaters ’cause this ice
With the precision of a cut from a Zorro knife

ASAP Rocky – Raf (feat. Quavo, Lil Uzi Vert & Frank Ocean)

Yeah, got that Raf all in my basement
It’s rare Raf when I wear Raf
floor, bitch Raf draggin’ on the..
Please don’t touch my Raf
Yeah, I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it
Bet you know that I’m gon’ face it
I done came up (yuh)
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
‘Cause Lil Uzi, yeah he made it
Sterling silver lasers (yessir)
Deadstock in memory
I’m cold like I’m sick with the flu
Do the digital dash
Might invest into some Raf shares
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Please don’t touch my Raf
Backwoods all forestry
Oooh, feel like Darth Vader
Say cheese, see the porcelain
Livin’ color (Colors)
Two, two, two, two, yeah
(Woo) Do you know how much I’m spendin’?
Get knocked out on camera
Rick Owens be the tag
I cover my face and I’m bloody

Maison Margiela my sweater (Margiela)
Quavo hit ’em with the dab

Yeah she drop it on the bag
My closet it worth ’bout a milli (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah you know how to make it last
Live in cul-de-sac, gon’ get that lawn
Please don’t touch my Raf (what)
This bitch too rare to bust
Yeah and I’m drippin’ on racks
Don’t want ’em talkin’ ’bout the paper
Hit that bitch right, I’m with my Life Savers
Bustin’ down a whole bag (bag)
I’m racked up like rappers
[Verse 4: Frank Ocean]
Raf Simons, don’t lace ’em (Raf)
Rubies red,my skin too black to blush
Quick with the hands, ready
This ain’t on the Gram, Wizard of OZ
They be hatin’, I feel all the vapors
All kind of crazy colors (Aye, aye)
Left wrist, Rollie butter (Ice)
Ooh, right with my neighbors
Bought a Kris Van Assche
Yeah, I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it
Ayy, makin’ them plays with my label
Momma told me never settle (Momma)
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]

I get it, I count it, hundred on my table
Please don’t touch my Raf (Please don’t touch my Raf)
Huh? Wait
I’ma buy another bag
Bare Raf when I wear Raf
I’m a boss so you know I might Wraith you
Parka pockets full of mint leave
Flame thrower in it, in it
Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on
Broke nigga, step back (what)
Yeah she pop it like a mac
Plus a nigga keepin’ tabs

Xans and water, see swordfish
(For y’all) What is that? What are those?
Yeah, fuck these bitches once I got patience
I’m torchin’ the road in these Gucci flames
Wait, that’s the reason that they mad
Sleep Pendergrass, Teddy
Sleep with the Teddy
I’ma fly first class
Seen her in the iPhone pages
Hoe, don’t step on my Raf Simons (Raf)
Please don’t touch my Raf Simons
Now Atlanta got all different flavors
Took the lil’ bitch to the runway
Guap is smelling like it brush teeth
Yeah pass the gas
Anderson collab W.
You don’t even gotta ask (for what?)
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti]
I’m two-point-five million a venue
Yeah, fuck these bitches once ’cause I’m famous
Now she naked in the kitchen (Ooh)
Alessandra Gucci glasses
And twenty-five hundred a tooth
Stuck to the pavement, they glued
That Spring/Summer 2002
Yeah, put my side bitch in Marc Jacobs
Raf Simons (Aye)
I’m Raf’d up on camera
Why don’t you peep a nigga’s swag (yuh)
Hoe, don’t step on my Raf Simons (Raf)
I’m coatin’ my lungs in the muddy
Please don’t pop my tag
Squeeze pump like asthma
Yeah I’m boastin’, never brag
Lil niggas still share Raf
Got your bitch wanna date him (Ooh)
Ooh, Raf in my basement
Hoe, don’t step on my Raf Simons (Raf)
Shirt off, I’m cam ready
‘Cause she always bring it back
Please don’t touch my bag
I swear to God these niggas be haters
Please don’t touch my Raf

Alt-J – Adeline

[Verse 1]
I wish you well

I wish her well

My Adeline was swimming; sweet Adeline was singing
Swim on
I wish her well
[Verse 3]
I wish you well
Swim on
And the Auld triangle went jingle-jangle
Ooh, I wish you well
I wish her well
I wish you well
I wish you well
[Chorus]
[Bridge]

Swim on
My Adeline was swimming; sweet Adeline was singing
Ooh, I wish you well (my Adeline)
On the Royal Canal
[Verse 4]
Ooh, cold from the blue sky
Swim on
The Auld triangle went jingle-jangle
I watch your morning swim again
I wish her well

To the tune of Royal Canal
Down in Tasmania
Swim on
Ooh, my Adeline
[Verse 2]
Swim on
Swim
[Chorus]
I wish you well
Strokes from passing mopeds
I wish you well (my Adeline)

I wish her well
On the Royal Canal
To tear you away
[Chorus]
Where the devil’s jaws are far too weak
To the tune of Royal Canal
My sweet Adeline
Swim
Ooh, my Adeline, ooh

A. Chal – Matrix

They show me what I like but it’s not appealin’
I’m lookin’ at the time, like, "Where’s it going?"
Red and blue pills, black shades, that’s the basics
Red and blue pills, black shades, that’s the basics
Green numbers fallin’ down in a row
That’s why I move low, get the codes, never mind ’em (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
I’m workin’ with no loan tryna break a million
I’m lookin’ at the signs and stars shine
I’m goin’ through the Matrix
I’m workin’ with no loan tryna break a million
And when I’m in the zone this is what I tell ’em
[Verse 2]
Red and blue pills, black shades, that’s the basics
I’m goin’ through the Matrix

I’m goin’ through the Matrix
I’m goin’ through the Matrix
Red and blue pills, black shades, that’s the basics
They show me what I like but it’s not appealin’
I feel it when they’re eyein’
I never bent down when they threw the cash
That’s why I move low, get the codes, never mind ’em

[Pre-Chorus]
I wonder why do I always get this feelin’
Red and blue pills, black shades, that’s the basics
Red and blue pills, black shades, that’s the basics

Goin’ through the Matrix
Look ’em in their eyes, swear that I don’t know
[Chorus]
I found a Trinity out in Trinidad
And when I’m in the zone this is what I tell ’em
I’m goin’ through the Matrix

I feel it when they’re eyein’
[Chorus]
I feel it when they’re eyein’

That’s why I move low, get the codes, never mind ’em
I wonder why do I always get this feelin’
That’s why I move low, get the codes, never mind ’em
That’s why I move low, get the codes, never mind ’em (Yeah)
[Chorus]

I feel it when they’re eyein’
That’s why I move low, get the codes, never mind ’em (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Put me in a trance when she throw it back
I feel it when they’re eyein’
I feel it when they’re eyein’
It’s not about the bag, it’s how you make it last

G-Eazy – Eyes Closed (feat. Johnny Yukon)

Made it here with my eyes closed
I swear I wrote this shit with my eyes closed
I’m the realest one, I know
Made it here with my eyes closed
Drunk text full of typos
Did this shit with my eyes closed
Yeah, I did it all with my eyes closed
And my eyes closed
With my eyes closed
And my eyes closed
If it’s heat, then I’ll pick a beat, then I’ll write a rap, then I’ll hit the bong
I got my hands inside and my eyes closed
Wanna meet Ivanka, then elope
They always jockin’, my flows
Hollywood hills-type hoes
Yeah, I did it all with my eyes closed
I swear I wrote this shit with my eyes closed
Yeah, yeah, I did it all with my eyes closed
[Chorus: Johnny Yukon]
Spend a mil with my eyes closed
I got my hands inside and my eyes closed
Switchin’ lanes with my eyes closed
I’m the realest one, I know
Do this shit with my hands tied and my eyes closed
I just married the game, that bitch ain’t never cheated on me

[Chorus: Johnny Yukon & G-Eazy]
Switchin’ lanes with my eyes closed

This is that life that I die for
I swear I wrote this shit with my eyes closed
Did this shit with my eyes closed
With my eyes closed
Just leave it to me, trust me it’s nothing, it’s easy to me
They couldn’t get done so they hit me up and I did it for ’em
And I’m so drunk and high, look like my eyes closed
This is that life that I die for
Michelle, Barack, and Joe, that’s really squad goals
Car swangin’, sideshows
I’m always grounded, five toes
I got my hands inside and my eyes closed (eyes closed)
And my eyes closed
This is that life that I die for

The life, I chose, only play, my roles
Ten minutes passed, would you look at that? I just did a song
I’m the realest one, I know
Spend a mil with my eyes closed
My team full of psychos
But you rappers is broke but that’s none of my business
Yeah, I did it all with my eyes closed
They couldn’t walk a mile inside of my soles

[Intro: Johnny Yukon]
I fucked that bitch, she ugly so my eyes closed
[Chorus: Johnny Yukon]
Spend a mil with my eyes closed
One me, five hoes, ’cause they all go where this guy goes
See the money, mind blows
[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
I’m just sippin’ my tea
Did this shit with my eyes closed
S.O.P, Gucci, nice clothes
And I made it back with my eyes closed
Yeah, I did it all with my eyes closed (aye, aye, Gerald)
I can be what you need me to be
Turn around, have her stiff the dope
And I made it back with my eyes closed
And I made it back with my eyes closed

A reminder, just a note
I got my hands inside and my eyes closed (eyes closed)
King of the caps, now they speakin’ on me
I got my hands inside and my eyes closed
Only drive, my roads
Always packed, my shows
Switchin’ lanes with my eyes closed
I got my hands inside and my eyes closed
With my eyes closed
Made it here with my eyes closed
And I’ll come correct, I can’t name a time that I did it wrong
Yeah
I’ve been a G.O.A.T, it’s easy, not difficult
Yeah, I did it all with my eyes closed
Uber pull up fill up with bad bitches
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Think I give a fuck? Bitch, I don’t
This might be the realest shit I wrote in awhile
And fuck whoever didn’t vote