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Bladee – I’m Goofy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Put a pill in a McFlurry, I’m goofy
Shoot me, acting for the cameras, it’s a movie
I can see you’re gloomy, ’cause I’m too T’d
I’m a dog on the roof like Snoopy
Sue me, hate me ’cause you’re not me
I’m a white boy, 30 in my khakis
In the Uber and I sleep, f*ck a car key
Love the smell of gasoline, bleach and sharpies
I was on Miami beach on a dark street
I wake up with sweaty sheets, sometimes it’s deep
I’ma smoke a pound of weed if I can’t sleep
If you can’t sleep, you should call me
I’m in Stockholm for a week, I move discreet
Acting crazy off the coke, you can get beat
I make money off of songs, so it came free
So it goes free, put it on me

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna fight, nothing to talk about, walk it out
If you mad, don’t wanna talk it out with you, Mickey Mouse
I’m inside the mansion, can’t get out, get your feelings out
Gatekeeper, lock you out, Rainworld, we lock it down
MIA, I’m missing, can’t be found, that’s without a doubt
Do it for the money like a clown, watch me falling down
Swimming in the deep end, you might drown, I’ma bleed the crown
I can’t feel the ground when I walk around

[Verse 2]
I’ma take a moment for my mind, we used to be tight

I go even deeper in the night, I’ma read my rights
I don’t wanna open what you write, in another life
I get in my feelings like a knife, my heart’s bleeding out
I have tears inside and I don’t even know how to cry
But it’s giving me a drive, I just go on with my life
Tell me why you do me like you do, you don’t need to lie
I’ma paint a smile, it’s a disguise, I finesse you twice

[Bridge]
High five me, three strike me, you like me? That’s funny
I’m worried ’bout money, not about you, you’re ugly
You’re old news, that’s dusty, I’m edgy, don’t push me
I hang with some junkies, I’m shady, don’t trust me

[Outro]
I’m bleeding out

A$AP Rocky – RACKS ON ME Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All these chicks and marijuana
Fitting my persona
Mix with my designer
I’ma need that by the morning darling
I sit back and watch
I sit back like recliner
These thoughts could fix your problems
These thoughts could get me locked up
Nine shots, now my enemies shot up
Now most of my enemies [?] up
Now bucks wanna [?] us, touch, knuck

[Chorus]
Yeah, running ’round [?]
Probably got them racks on me
Probably got them racks on me
Probably got them racks on me
Yeah, running ’round [?]
Probably got them racks on me
Probably got them racks on me
Yeah, they all will come clean
Yeah, running ’round [?]
Probably got them racks on me
Probably got them racks on me
Probably got them racks on me
Yeah, running ’round [?]
Probably got them racks on me
Probably got them racks on me
Yeah, they all will come clean

[Verse 2]
Dookie braids on my niggas with the Boosie fade
Gucci shades, Mickey Mouse
Fuck with a goofy, say yeah
Cartier rings, married to the game
Fuck a wedding ring, keep the fans engaged
Fuck a wedding cake, fuck a wedding ring
Hope when the Lord decide to close my curtains
Kanye West do the Sunday Service

[Outro]
[?]

Sansar Salvo – Hedefini Bul Lyrics (feat. Ceza)

[Intro: Sans]
Ey yo, ey yo, 2016
Üsküdar-Kadıköy stili 216
Biatch

[Verse 1: Sans]
Voh, voh. Herkes düşman, yapma
Aşka düştü başkan
Başka düştün aşktan
Kaç, kelam kalem kırandan buralarda

Zaman ne kadar değerli or’da?
Bunu bu durumu umruma sor da
Korkuna koy Rap’i
Hani nedir? Kendini kemir!

Beni kâle alma. Seni iplemedim mi?
Kim olduğumu hiç bilmedin mi?
Mickey Mouse’umuzun Minnie’si misin?
Ya da penisimizin menisi misin?

Sen kimsin? Muhattabına al yersin
Para versin, biri biri daha iyi para versin
Biri bana, bana biri, biri bana
Dahiden satılık hainsin bitch

Üstüne kafire tabîsin bitch
Üstüne küfrüme tabîsin
Hiç içime sinmedi hainsen
Ve de kaç açılım aç olana kadar açıklanır

Koş oraya bu rapçi bi’ saklanır
Belki sikimin 2002’deki Rap’ini bile bilir ibne
Kelime oyununa yine girer içine
Kıçına ya da yeni işine (vov)

Atletinle bass drum’la bas
Amına ko’duğumun akıl oyununa kas
Rap ormanında yağmurlu piyasa (Ben as. Aha)
Yani o işler öyle olmaz

Kalbi benle, tabii aklı tinne
Bana yanlış olmaz
Hadi konuk
Şimdi izle

[Hook: Sans](x8)
Kendini konumuna kur
Hedefini bul, hedefini vur
(Aha/Hadi bakalım)

[Verse 2: Ceza]
Ya da beni bul, para veriyim sus
Susturamadı ki bu bülbülü dut
Seni yarı yolda bırakıyo’ taptığın put
Yaşamı sıkı tut

Bir dakikanı bile harcama, dakik ol
Ve de geride kalan her şeyin alevi kor
Boşa koşuyo’, bi’çoğunun hedefi yok
Ve de kulak bul, sen hedefini bul
Ben hedefime şut ve geri dönüş yok

Geleceğin içi kof
Her satırımız ise geleceğe not
Bakın dakika dakika kırılyo’ pot
Hakikatı bilen bile bile konuşmuyo’ çok
Zaten alayı poz, bunu bi’ kafana sok
Sepetine dolduranın alayı top

Sen durma, hadi git hedefini bul
Ya hedefine koş, hedefini vur
Zaten benim ruhumun bi’ yarısı bağlı
Öteki yarısı ise ağrı
Beden sustuysa kalp bağırır
Yazdıkça düşmanlarım dağılır

Çoğunun boş işlerle yürüyo’ namı
Tipi batı ama kafası nazlı yarim
İpini koparıp gelmiş o sanma âlim
Sen harbi cahilsin, yok bi’ tarif

Kimine bayramsa, kimine her gün tatil
Kafana yatmayan bi’ şeye verme taviz
Zaman acımasız acıtıyo’ canı bariz
Gene de hedefe ulaşmak gerekiyo’ acil

Ve yolu bul, yolunda sıkı dur
Yerinde soru sor ve çeneni iyi tut
Sen hedefine koş ve hedefini gör
Nişan al, iyi bak, hadi hedefini vur. Salvo

[Hook: Sans](x8)

Kekra – Gros Lyrics

[Refrain]
Ramasser l’biff, gros
C’est ça ma devise, gros
Entasser les llets-bi, gros
C’est ça ma devise, gros
Sur le rain-té ça glisse, gros
Bats les reins faut du biff, gros
Ramasser l’biff, gros
Ramasser l’biff, gros
Ramasser l’biff, gros
C’est ça ma devise, gros
Entasser les llets-bi, gros
C’est ça ma devise, gros
Sur le rain-té ça glisse, gros
Bats les reins faut du biff, gros
Ramasser l’biff, gros
C’est ça ma devise, gros

[Couplet 1]
J’t’explique, l’épilepsie d’mon lexique
Tu n’es qu’shit comme next week ou le Brexit
Trop technique, trop technique, trop technique
Mon équipe me précise que j’en éclipse
Bitch, le flow est actionné, dégaine du futur, large bonnet
Les ients-cli sont hameçonnés, le bigo n’arrête pas d’sonner
Mais j’suis dans la street, gros, j’suis dans ma té-ci, gros
Cheveux Gris sur les côtes, Mondeo grise sur les côtes
Tu connais la suite poto, tout va tellement vite, poto
CR, pe-stu qui s’déguise en clodo
Demande à son équipe s’ils ont pris les photos
Mais j’ai déjà les photos d’ceux qui ont pris les photos
J’ai déjà dit aux potos d’plus servir les loss-bo
J’ai déjà dit au loss-bo qu’tout arrive même l’hosto
Bientôt la fin du monde, la bibi comme re-spo
Faire de l’oseille, faire de l’oseille
J’m’auto-conseille dans le hall
Dans les Hauts-de-Seine, j’vois peu d’choses saines
Vi-ser cocaïne dans le hall

[Couplet 2]
Pirate hagar marins d’eau douce
Vision nocturne pour les goggles
Marlo n’a pas vu venir Bubbles
L’Afrique n’a pas venu venir la Croix-Rouge
J’suis là pour le liquide comme Ricky Ross
Tu vas t’faire niquer comme Mickey Mouse
J’suis dans la house, f**k ton Larousse
Ici les petits s’arrosent pour la place du boss
Putain c’que le flow est balaise
Compétition pue le malaise
La frappe est précise comme théorème de Thalès
Mes-ar de l’Est de Bucarest
Au bord de la falaise les rappeurs disparaissent, le suicide les caresse
Au bord de la falaise les rappeurs disparaissent, le suicide les caresse
Ils se souviennent des bas résille qu’ils portaient par ici
Leurs projets magnifiques deviennent tout pâles ici, yeah
J’les écrase tous comme panini, yeah
Qui donc pourra le nier ?
Cross-over stabilisé, fadeaway pani-nier (swich)
L’équipe d’en face est indignée, j’les ai tous annihilé

Lil Yachty – MICKEY lyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos & Lil Baby)

[Intro]
30, you a fool for this one

[Verse 1: Offset & Lil Yachty]
Trappin’ out the back streets
Runnin’ through the packs like a track meet (zoom)
Pull up with two pistols on me, Max P
Back to back the Bentley truck, we on repeat
Drippin’ on these bitches, put a stain on ’em
Lamborghini Aventador, no brain on it
Iced out Patek with the rain on it
Automatic with the scope, range on it

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Spent 160, that’s on two watches (two watches)
God damn, think I need a new hobby (new hobby)
Bought a chain, coulda bought a Bugatti (Bugatti)
Niggas dick ridin’ with a Ducati (Ducati)
Check it out, check it out, check it out (hoo)
Ridin’ ’round town with the sticks out (hoo)
It’s fashion week, so I bought the Rick’s out (hoo)
These niggas rats, no Mickey Mouse

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
(Yeah)
These niggas hatin’ ’cause I’m too rich (too rich)
Big carats, same size Cheez-Its (Cheez-Its)
88 thou’ for a new wrist (whoo)
Peter Piper, pull up with a new pistol (pew, pew)
Those not diamonds, those crystals
Runnin’ to the money like I’m Frank Gore (yuh)
This ring cost more than a Honda ‘Cord (skrt)
Fuck with the set then it’s over with (over with)
Walk in the spot, get it overlit (overlit)
I want some pussy, she open it (open it)
Fuck her one time then I’m over it (over it)
These niggas weird and they talk too much (yuh)
All these new niggas, they socialists (yuh)
Holdin’ on tight to my braggin’ rights
I write my name on the mogul list

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
Million dollar lick but I missed out (missed out)
Had to sleep on the drank, I was pissed off (pissed off)
Got 100 on your hand, hold your wrist out (wrist out)
Hellcat racecar, no pitstop (no pitstop)
Had a million dollars cash at my bitch house (bitch house)
Wearin’ 20 thousand dollar outfits now (outfits)
Coupe cost 160 and I cashed out (cash)
Lil’ Steve comin’ home, ’bout to max out
Anything I buy, I’m spendin’ all 20s
100s and 50s goin’ to the grave wit’ me (yeah)
I sleep with a chopper and bathe with a glizzy
A nigga try Yachty, we shootin’ up the city (frraah)
Ask them other niggas how we got busy (how we got busy)
It ain’t no sleep ’til we hittin’ the victim (hittin’ our victim)
Nigga play gangster, but we know they bitches (we know they bitches)
I’m thinkin’ they mad ’cause we fuckin’ they bitches

Bush – Everything Zen

There must be something we can eat
Maybe find another lover
Should I fly to Los Angeles
Find my asshole brother
Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Dave’s on sale again
We kissy kiss in the rear view
We’re so bored
You’re to blame

Try to see it once my way
Everything zen
Everything zen
I don’t think so

Raindogs howl for the century
A million dollars a stake
As you search for your demi-god
And you fake with a saint
There’s no sex in your violence
There’s no sex in your violence

Try to see it once my way
Everything zen
Everything zen
I don’t think so

I don’t believe that Elvis is dead
I don’t believe that Elvis is dead
I don’t believe that Elvis is, Elvis is

There’s no sex in your violence

Tairo – Monde Absurde (feat. Dadoo) (Summer Tape Album)

[Intro : Taïro]
Si ce monde est absurde, c’est
Parce que les Hommes le sont

[Couplet 1 : Dadoo]
Fuck Donald Trump, Maison Blanche feat. Mickey Mouse
Fuck, trop d’coke, les Pokémon sniffent en soirée house
Brexit [?] ; l’espoir, est-ce qu’il existe ?
Certains se font péter par principe, on leur a promis tellement d’pipes
Kalachnikov [?], crack de valeur [?]
Zoomer dans nos p’tites zones, dormir en se mettant des claques
Fuck that shit, [?] ma liberté
Fuck le statut, pose le Glock pour parler

[Refrain : Taïro]
Si ce monde est absurde, c’est
Parce que les Hommes le sont
L’Histoire nous parle mais on ne sait
Pas tirer les leçons
Si le monde est obscur, c’est
Parce que les Hommes le font
Dans le vacarme, on ne fait
Que perdre la raison

[Couplet 2 : Taïro]
On plaint le sort, on fait d’la merde
On pleure nos morts, on fait la guerre
Puisqu’on veut son or, on nique la Terre
Juste un peu comme si on baisait nos mères
On envoie des Hommes toucher la Lune
Mais, pour stopper la faim, y’a pas de thune
Y’a des gamins qui n’ont rien à bouffer
Mais c’est Nabilla qui fait la une (ha)
Le tiers-monde est dans la misère
Où sont ses matières premières ?
Le monde tourne à l’envers
Y’a de l’oseille à se faire
C’est la crise et c’est l’enfer
Mais trente-cinq millions d’millionnaires
On rêve de villas au bord de la mer
Mais, bientôt, l’été sera l’hiver
Pour garantir la paix
On a la bombe nucléaire
Il suffit d’un seul bouton
Pour tout envoyer en l’air
Mais "on est les plus civilisés"
Un président à l’Élysée
"On sait parfaitement c’qui est faux, c’qui est vrai
La vérité est télévisée"

[Pont : Sample]
"Ceux qui ont pris tout le plat dans leur assiette, laissant les assiettes des autres vides, […] disent, avec une bonne figure, une bonne conscience : "Nous, nous qui avons tout, on est pour la paix !""

Kahimi Karie – Candyman Lyrics

KAHIMI KARIE
Candyman Lyrics

Candyman
Take me with you for Wonderland
Candyman
You know everything like superman
Let’s go
Just like Disney ice cream castle

Candyman
Everybody say you’re too old for me
Canydman
But, sweetest, charming, perfect for me
Let’s go
Without walkman I’m so fed up
Let’s go
Watching rainbow play on sunlight

The stranger come to me “hello”

And threw away that my old Mickey Mouse

The morning bell will chime

I love you my sweet Candyman

Candyman
Take me with you for Wonderland
Candyman
I know everything of your secrets
Let’s go
Without thick book it makes you tired
Let’s go
Will you marry me? In ice cream castle

Candyman
They say you’re too shy and boring
Candyman
But, be careful for him, makes me crazy
Let’s go
Without bubble gum it’s too childish
Let’s go
I will kiss you for your sad eyes

Sun went down always without me
Any day for everyday
But, I don’t care that, anymore
‘Cos you spotted me
I love you my sweet Candyman

Bon Jovi – Say It Isn’t So

I just can’t believe
It was all a lie
No man in the moon
Just a big light in the sky
I hear Disneyland
Might lose Mickey Mouse
In some giant hostile corporate shake-up
Tell me it’s a nightmare
Please wake me up
(Say it isn’t so)
I found a book of matches
From someplace we’ve never been
How come you hang the phone up
The minute I walk in
Last night I had this dream
That I was losing you
I woke up in a cold sweat shaking
Rescue me my heart is breaking

Say it isn’t so (tell me it’s not true)
Say it isn’t so (I believe in you)
Tell me it’s a lie (I don’t need no proof)
Say everything’s all right (couldn’t be, not you)
Say it isn’t so

Superman don’t fly
They did it all with strings
Elvis Presley died
They deep fried the king
Like some tacky cheesy bathing beauty
Dancing on the beach in a bad b-movie

Say it isn’t so (tell me it’s not true)
Say it isn’t so (I believe in you)
Tell me it’s a lie (I don’t need no proof)
Say everything’s all right (couldn’t be, not you)

Say it isn’t so (don’t give up on me)
Say it isn’t so (don’t give up on you)
Get me through the night (we’ll make it through)
Make everything all right (couldn’t be, not you)
Say it isn’t so…

Say it isn’t so (tell me it’s not true)
Say it isn’t so (I believe in you)
Tell me it’s a lie (I don’t need no proof)
Say everything’s all right (couldn’t be, not you)

RAY J – Famous lyrics

I just wanna flex on my ex
I just put my name on the check
Nigga smokin’ propane on the jet
Bitches doin’ cocaine on the jet
Fuck all the hater shit, know that you see me
Big wheels, I’m whippin’ a Lamborghini
I see you act like I ain’t nobody
Tryna fuck a nigga high up with your issues
Talkin’ ’bout, “Baby I miss you”
Sentimental and I’m about to put you in your place
You think a nigga wanna diss you
What I’ve been through
I got too much hard for this bitch too
Damn right
I know that you cry when you’re goin’ to sleep every damn night
Damn lights and I ain’t gon’ practice
I fuck around and make another one…

Famous
Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Sick of the lies
Bitch, just look at the time
Look at it shine
Yeah, knowin’ I’m fine
Knowin’ you bitchin’ to fuck up my vibe
Bitch, you a bum
Sorry I ain’t mean it, know where I’m from
Automatic tat-tat-tat out the drum
Got that paper, nigga, I got the funds
Bitches schemin’, nigga, already knowin’
Hoochie season and she already hoein’
She believes I’m ’bout to give her the foreign
She about to bring the best out of me
She got the GPS, know where I’m goin’
She from the ‘jects, but I took her to Florence
Gave her that check so that bitch could get on
Pinkie ring, yeah it’s stainless
Put you in danger when I made you…

Famous
Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Bitch I’m alive, yeah I’m alive
Yeah bitch, I’m alive
I told you fuck niggas you’ll see me in time
And tell all my ex bitches just tellin’ those lies
I told the judge, my right hand to the sky
It wasn’t me, I’m not that kinda guy
She fuck me for fame, look in her eyes
She was the first one to sign on the line
She was the real one to plan it all out
Look at the family, they walk around proud
All because she had my dick in her mouth
Wanna have me in bed while you fuckin’ your spouse
Shows that you still a rat and your man Mickey Mouse
Gotta stay strapped when you walk around now
I got me a badass wife, and I’m happy now, yeah

Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no