Daily Archives: May 10, 2018

Azizi Gibson – 96 Bounce lyrics

[Intro]
Go with me
There’s something new for you to see
Just relax

[Intro: Azizi Gibson]
I mean you know what I’m saying, I went to the club
I was trying to look for some booty
Shawty was shaking it on me, I was like man this is like rough
Man this is crazy, I don’t even know if this is acceptable
Had me all fucked up
Nah, I don’t want that shit
Look, yeah yeah

[Chorus]
Okay, ass don’t bounce like it used to, damn right
Okay, ass don’t bounce like it used to all night
Take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
Now take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit

[Verse 1]
But you bouncin’ that tonight though and it’s right hoe
Got you lookin’ like Mario the way the ground stone
With your ass tiny dress on like what’s the dress code
Like your lips, turn a nigga froze, got it let’s go
Wait, pass the fuckin’ Tootsie Roll ‘cause you drop it low
Now I’m tryna get real close make a fuckin oath
That I’m gonna go everywhere that that ass go
Ass softer than a tissue, got my dick on [?]
(Yeah yeah, yeah)
Girl I know your body slick as shit
But you need to chill, you rubbin’ on my dick
You should bring some friends, I’ma bring some mints
I’ll do anything for a friend
And you’ll do anything for the bread
Yeah, I’ll do anything for a friend
Yeah, you’ll do anything for the bread
Shit, I’ll do anything for the head

[Chorus]
Uh, take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
I said take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
Take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
Now take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
Take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
Now take me back to ’96 or ’06 it was lit
Okay

[Outro]
I said ass don’t bounce like it used to, okay

Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson – Bad Dreams lyrics

[Verse 1: Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson]
Worried I’m getting older, that my fangs have grown too long
Worried I lost my car keys or that I said something wrong
Worried about the mess that’s in my house, that’s in my heart
Worried that I’ll go crazy every time that we’re apart

[Chorus: Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson]
Pessimistic as it seems sleep will never come that easy
We will always have bad dreams, we will always have bad dreams
We will always have bad dreams

[Verse 2: Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson]
Falling in love and getting over it too soon and oh too fast
I envy the futures of all my friends, I get jealous about your past
If it gets too close, if it gets too much I’m scared I’ll disappear
Well babe, I might step back or go too far but I’ll wait for you right here

[Chorus: Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson]
Pessimistic as it seems sleep will never come that easy
We will always have bad dreams, we will always have bad dreams
We will always have bad dreams
We will always have bad dreams, we will always have bad dreams
We will always have bad dreams, We will always have bad dreams

Pessimistic as it seems sleep will never come that easy
We will always have bad dreams, we will always have bad dreams
We will always have bad dreams
Pessimistic as it seems sleep will never come that easy
We will always have bad dreams, we will always have bad dreams

Azizi Gibson – DJ Khaled lyrics

I’m filthy rich
Chef what we got on the menu here
A bunch of niggas hating on my derriere
That’s why I gotta shit on you every year

[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson]
Oh you like my style
Yeah this shit is lethal
Girl I’ll give you a call if a nigga need you
Bitch; I am center stage you don’t get a preview
And I don’t need my eyes cuz’ you niggas see-through
Yeah we dressed up, yeah we fresh as fuck
All I drip is steeze take a sip nigga
500 degrees talking lit nigga
Oh you smell that breeze that’s a rich nigga
I get paper
Why you people mad
Tryna blame me for your negatives, boy that shit is trash
That’s why we always on some other shit nigga do the math
That’s why you got nothing to show fo’
And nigga I’m back

[Hook]
Going steady, when I can’t have it
They don’t want you happy, bitch it’s DJ Khaled
They don’t want me living in a fucking mansion
They just want me dead cuz’ a nigga savage
Guess what? I’m filthy rich
Chef what we got on the menu here
A bunch of niggas hating on my derriere
That’s why I gotta shit on you every year

[Verse 2: Azizi Gibson]
Make her twerk
Boy I love women
I don’t mean to brag but these my bitches
Damn that ass is fat and I’m tryn’ hit it
I just wave a stack fuck her mans feelings
She gon’ make it clap
She gon’ get crazy
When the titties poke her eye she a fucking villain
Yeah that bangers from the south
What’s that Mississippi
Oh they don’t want me happy
Now you niggas feel me
All these bitches; I got on me
Imma hurtcha’ feelings; that’s a warning
This for all the times, niggas called me boring
I got the keys to success while y’all were snoring

[Hook]
Going steady, when I can’t have it
They don’t want you happy, bitch it’s DJ Khaled
They don’t want me living in a fucking mansion
They just want me dead cuz’ a nigga savage
Guess what? [Hook]
Going steady, when I can’t have it
They don’t want you happy, bitch it’s Dj Khaled
They don’t want me living in a fucking mansion
They just want me dead cuz’ a nigga savage
Guess what? I’m filthy rich
Chef what we got on the menu here
A bunch of niggas hating on my derriere
That’s why I gotta shit on you every year

Young Dolph – Get Paid lyrics

I’m on South Beach with E Feezy throwing stacks nigga
Turn to the match nigga, facts nigga
She met me for the first time, didn’t know how to act nigga
Double R, parked in my motherfucking front yard
Trap jumping like the motherfucking Million Man March
If she ain’t got a fat ass, the she can’t get up in this car
I can tell if that ass real or fake by how she walk

[Hook]
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Whatever you do, just make sure you get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Crib so big, that it came with a maid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid [Hook]
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Whatever you do, just make sure you get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Crib so big, that it came with a maid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid

[Verse 1]
Rule number 1, get the money first
Rule number 2, don’t forget to get the money
Play by these rules and everything will be okay
Still in my trap, flipping my Frito-Lays
Go get the money, it ain’t nothing else important to me
I showed her a Xanax, she hurried up and took
I fucked her so good, she got up and started cooking
Rolling up big blunts, and a pound of cookies
If yeen got 40 bands, then you can’t book me
Pulled up on the side of your bitch, she wouldn’t stop looking
That bitch good as tooken, good as gone
I guarantee tonight my nigga, that bitch ain’t coming home
I got money to count, I got bitches to fuck
I got packs to flip, pistols to bust
When I was small, I ain’t have nothing
Started selling dope, and prayed to God for a plug
He showed up and said

[Hook]
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Whatever you do, just make sure you get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
Crib so big, that it came with a maid
Get paid, young nigga, get paid

[Verse 2]
Get paid nigga, get paid bitch
You on some rich nigga shit, we on the same shit
Me and my Memphis Grizzly partners fuck the same bitches
The only difference is I’m a trap nigga
Don’t you hear it in my voice when I rap nigga?

7seaz – No Worries lyrics

[Intro]
7seaz
RICH
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Got some bad bitches and you know that they royal
I’ve got stacked riches now my life is just spoiled
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
Hoppin’ in the whip and always speeding 60 over
This the life I live, I never been a fucking poser
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want

[Verse 1]
I got so many ways I could just walk
Filling the vault, picking the lock
Couldn’t just knock
Kick in like the SWAT
I’m getting choosy, I’m into Louie
Used to wear used tees, now my life like a movie
Boujee bitch she get rubies yeah, doobie lit, turn looney yeah
Booty big, no groupie yeah, looney bin, go stupid yeah
Got everything that I want, ain’t got a worry on God
Hit a bitch right on the spot
Uzi I do what I want
I do what I want

[Chorus]
Got some bad bitches and you know that they royal
I’ve got stacked riches now my life is just spoiled
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
Hoppin’ in the whip and always speeding 60 over
This the life I live, I never been a fucking poser
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want

[Verse 2]
Jump in the phantom
Speed through Atlanta (skrrt)
Bitch I’m outlandish (out of this land)
Why do you think that my bitch speaking Spanish
Pay with the stacks never drop a deposit
This is the life that I promised on mama
Told her I wasn’t talker
But don’t get me started
Speak on my name, speak with extra precaution
Cause I ride with the mobsters
Haters that doubted created a monster
Now I toke smoke, go farther, aye
No joke, don’t want it, aye
Go ghost, stay haunting, aye
So close, to stardom, aye
Whoa whoa, I called it

[Chorus]
Got some bad bitches and you know that they royal
I’ve got stacked riches now my life is just spoiled
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
Hoppin’ in the whip and always speeding 60 over
This the life I live, I never been a fucking poser
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want
I ain’t got no worries no more, I do what I want

[Outro]
I ain’t got no worries no more
Chasing the bags
I ain’t got no worries no more
Haters be mad
I ain’t got no worries no more
Now I just laugh
I ain’t got no worries no more
No more

Bastille – Quarter Past Midnight lyrics

Away-way, oh, away-way, oh

[Post-Chorus]
This is my favorite part oh
Help me piece it all together darling
Before it falls apart oh
Help me piece it all together

[Bridge]
(I can’t remember, I can’t remember
I can’t remember, I can’t remember)
It’s a quarter past midnight
And the secrets are flowing
Our lips are getting looser
I don’t know what I’m saying
We never knew what we had
I never know what I’ve had

[Chorus]
We keep on running
Running through a red light
Like we’re trying to burn the night away
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh
Why are we always chasing after something
Like we trying to throw our lives away? Away-way, oh, away-way, oh

[Post-Chorus]
This is my favorite part so
Help me piece it all together darling
Before it falls apart
Help me piece it all together [Verse 1]
It’s a quarter past midnight
As we cut through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the streets are getting restless
Good times bad decisions
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s a quarter past midnight
And the sirens are mending some hearts
But we’re the losers on the back seats
Singing “Love Will Tear Us Apart”
It’s a quarter past midnight
Still avoiding tomorrow
It’s a quarter past midnight
But we’re just getting going

[Chorus]
We keep on running
Running through a red light
Like we’re trying to burn the night away
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh

[Post-Chorus]
This is my favorite part oh
Help me piece it all together darling
Before it falls apart oh
Help me piece it all together

[Verse 2]
It’s a quarter past midnight
And the speakers are blowing
Yeah, yeah, We want the bodies on the billboards
Not the lives underneath them
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and now we’re crawling up the walls again
And its a quarter past the world
And you said we’d leave this place in dust
And fall from heaven straight through hell
We never know what we have
We never knew what we had

[Chorus]
We keep on running
Running through a red light
Like we’re trying to burn the night away
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh
Why are we always chasing after something
Like we trying to throw our lives away?

Boulevard Depo – Кащенко (Kaschenko) (feat. PowerPuff Luv) lyrics

[Интро]
PowerPuff Luv, я
Бульвар Депо
Свэг

[Куплет 1: Boulevard Depo]
PowerPuff Luv и каждый под high kick
Папа был прав — Лав стал такой тактик
Наблюдай, как я стал такой практик
Смерть держит в когтях мой огромный my dick
Две сотни лет уже я выгляжу как мальчик
Душу не продал, не был этим озадачен
Нет, я не Ратмир, и все в этот раз иначе
Выпил таблетки, ищите меня в Кащенко

[Припев]
Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко
Money flippin’ Кащенко, trappin’ out the Кащенко
Вау, Кащенко, Young Thug in Кащенко

[Куплет: PowerPuff Luv]
Нет, не прятаю в носке, деньги в сумке от «Версаче»
Попробуй достать — тебя кинут в черный ящик
Я плод с куста, ищите меня в Кащенко
Со мною Бульвар, а, бля, это я же
Прихожу на рандом к тебе в гости, гандон
Нашинкую в лапшу, накормлю весь притон
Посему, потому я торчу у Депо
В голове, как в тюрьме, абсолютное зло

[Припев]
Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко
Powerpuff in Кащенко, и Бульвар в Кащенко
Trappin’ out in Кащенко, я money flippin’ Кащенко
Бум блэм, Кащенко
Делал это в Кащенко

[Аутро]
Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко
Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко, я в Кащенко
Я в Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко, Кащенко
Кащенко, я

Annemarie Picerno – Rain lyrics

Cold.. Keeps pouring down
Come dry my eyes

One day I’ll feel happy again
Warmth from the sun.. Keeps pouring down
Come dry my eyes

Day or night I lived for your love
Dark thunderstorms rage
I need clear skies above
Wash my hurt and and cleanse my soul
Hope and love
Will make me whole

You came
We loved
You left
Ah… Wet… drowning in loneliness
I pray a ray of sunshine is heaven sent
Days pass by… in colors of grey
Skies of my life keep whirling away

You came
We loved
You left
Ah… I cried
Rain… Keeps pouring down
Rain… Keeps pouring down
Come dry my eyes I cried
Rain… Keeps pouring down
Rain… Joy true love brings

You came
We loved
You left
Ah… I cried
Rain…

Annemarie Picerno – Bonfire lyrics

I’ve got old bones. You’re the right one… Swirling up in smoke,
All pain melts away… Burning bright,
Fire ignites the way…. Feel the heat
Sparks fly… There’s no accidents in life. Chorus:
Light up the night,
Celebration! Memories blaze, to shed a light. [Verse 1]
A fire of passion, deep down inside. Love in the bonfire! Love in the bonfire! This bonfire’s going strong
Giving us strength to carry on! Feel the heat
Sparks fly… A single spark,
People help build it. Burning bright,
Fire ignites the way…. [Verse 2]
I’ve had sticks and stones. Festival of light,
It’s tradition! Sharing warmth
Bright in our eyes… Swirling up in smoke,
All pain melts away… Bonfire ignites from within me. Festival of light,
It’s tradition! Sharing in a song,
Playing music. Sharing in a song,
Playing music. We’ll keep the sun alive til early morn. (Repeat chorus and Rideout) Love in the bonfire! I’ve thrown in dreams. The universe is never wrong. But I have a fire burns around me. Chorus:
Light up the night,
Celebration! Sharing warmth
Bright in our eyes… Love in the bonfire! Regret and tears, I cannot hide. Emotions fight. A single spark,
People help build it. To come along. Bonfire’s lit, burning desire.

Annemarie Picerno – Closer lyrics

I see stars and the moon
I feel your soul in mine
Your love and all your smiles
So deep within my heart
Across a thousand miles

I wish you were closer 4x

My heart beats to hear the sound of your voice
I cry

I wish you were closer 4x I see stars and the moon
I feel your soul in mine
Your love and all your smiles
So deep within my heart
Across a thousand miles

I wish you were closer 4x

Waiting for the chance to see each other again
Sharing joy, sorrows, hope, we’ll always be friends
Something special between us
The feeling never ends

Sun shining bright when I wake in the morn
Fireworks at night… Another day and far away from seeing your face
People change the journey takes us to another place
I hold on to your memory
The way you make me feel

Sun shining bright when I wake in the morn
Fireworks at night…

Annemarie Picerno – I Don’t Know What Love Is lyrics

Anymore…. While I wept

Friends have come and lovers they have gone
Never asked to be born I carry on
My pride shattered and torn
And I don’t know what love is anymore

(music verse)

I don’t know what love is….. You killed it… You killed it… When you left
Through thick or thin through richer or for poorer
I believed it….. Anymore. I don’t know what love is anymore
I’ve been kicked around and beaten down
I’ve slept on the cold floor
And I don’t know what love is anymore

I can’t seem to rise above the pain
When I’m finally strong you reappear
Then once again you blame
And I don’t know what love is anymore

I don’t know what love is….. While I wept

Friends have come and lovers they have gone
Never asked to be born I carry on
My pride shattered and torn
And I don’t know what love is
And I don’t know what love is
And I don’t know what love is…. Anymore…. When you left
Through thick or thin through richer or for poorer
I believed it…..

The Hatters – Сильная женщина (Strong Woman) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Сильная женщина
Знает, что ты, с кем и когда, но знать была не должна
Сильная женщина
Да и пусть она порой не права, но скажет об этом сама
Ведь много ей не надо:
Чтобы ты, сука, был рядом
Много ей не хочется
Как и все, боится одиночества
Обещал её сделать принцессой
А в итоге она королевна
Маленького царства
Где негде разгуляться

[Chorus]
Ни туда и ни сюда, типа so so
А так хочется, чтоб very very well
Да всё будет хорошо
Ни туда и ни сюда, типа so so
А так хочется, чтоб very very well
Да всё будет хорошо

[Verse 2]
Сильная женщина
Сильная женщина
Смогла бы сделать все и сама
Но держится за тебя
Может, и жалеет, а может, понимает
Но ты, самодовольный дурак, не спросишь, ты так не узнаешь
Что сильная женщина
Лишь потому прощает тебя
Что ты слабей чем она

[Chorus]
Ни туда и ни сюда, типа so so
А так хочется, чтоб very very well
Да всё будет хорошо
Ни туда и ни сюда, типа so so
А так хочется, чтоб very very well
Да всё будет хорошо

The Hatters – Russian Style lyrics

{Verse 1]
Now it’s time to start the super show
(пять, шесть, семь, восемь)
Russian roulette – can feel the risk in
Chance is low grades – six bullets a ring
Now it’s time to start the super show, ha-ha
Roller coasters with no seat belts
Hold on to your partner never depend
Feel our style

[Chorus]
Feel the Russian style
Very big soul, you know
Catch the Russian style
From really simple Russian guy
Feel the Russian style
Very big soul, you know
Catch the Russian style
From really simple Russian guy

[Verse 2]
Every day the super show
Thanks to my mother that here I am from
Every day only adrenaline
Death defying, final count down
Four (четыре), three (три), two (два), one (один)

[Chorus]
Feel the Russian style
Very big soul, you know
Catch the Russian style
From really simple Russian guy
Feel the Russian style
Very big soul, you know
Catch the Russian style
From really simple Russian guy

[Verse 3]
Only thing reminds is dancing luck
What will be tomorrow I really don’t give a fuck
Every troubles is only ash and dust
All is well, everything goes right well
Mother don’t be scared, I’m on my way
Мне здесь все нравится
Не надо париться
Все устаканится
Все устаканится

[Chorus]
Feel the Russian style
Very big soul, you know
Catch the Russian style
From really simple Russian guy
Feel the Russian style
Very big soul, you know
Catch the Russian style
From really simple Russian guy
Feel the Russian style

The Hatters – Зима (Winter) lyrics

[Chorus]
Заметай в снегах
Скрой, зима, все, что осталось от меня
Инеем покрой сейчас
Оставлю силы на одну лишь льдинку
Из глаз

[Verse 1]
Заметай, вьюга
Не оставь снегами
От меня ни следа
Сквозь узоры на стекле глядеть
А за окном все холодней
Не осталось сил терпеть

[Verse 2]
Скрой, метель
Все, что не смог, не повторится впредь
Растает нескоро этот снег
И без меня узором на стекле продолжит нить бег

[Chorus]
Заметай в снегах
Скрой, зима, все, что осталось от меня
Инеем покрой сейчас
Оставил силы на одну лишь льдинку
Из глаз

Ryan Carter – 14 & Van Dyke lyrics

Dang!, cash and keys you hear me?! Shit happens! Swung the gun pistol-whipped my medula
I pooped! [The Wolf]
Yeah, I mean.. I’m on the menu? Only 10 cents bro
You ain’t gotta throw me out this store yo! [Ryan Carter]
Got Robbed Today! [Ryan Carter]
You ever have one of those days, where you get robbed? My fingers is slippin
I’m grippin, on my ballsack straight fussin
Don’t trip, got the phone and called Nick Da Quick cussin
And so, were on the hunt, two wolves in a pack yo
Driving West on 14, were pimps now you know
His tires are muddy ya’ll, dirt on the paint ya’ll
Tank really low, so we pulls into Meijer’s
Give me 10 on six, no stupid! Stripped me bare
Now I’m clear out there
Ryan Carter homebro, get with the program
Say! [Ryan Carter]
You know where the guy dosen’t know you
And he just comes up and robs you

[The Wolf]
I know! Ain’t got no endz, we walkin see, friends
Touched a hot chick, and got punched by her boyfriend
Slide me ya number
I see that you got a man, but not a man other than me can get arrested and
Admitted to the er
She knocked me off my feet when I smelled her
Corner of 14 & Van Dyke

[Outro]
Punched in the back
Kicked on top
Thrown in the streets, hear the tires screech
And to the drivers that be out there strollin
My body’s rollin
Hit the brakes when I’m on the corner Trapped on 14 and Van Dyke
And the weather’s kinda crappy-like
They run outside, over to my ride, hacked the button for the alarm
I pulls the door back, he jams a gun to my fitted cap
I let go, correction..