Playful, upbeat, confident. Positive brass stabs with quirky, fun Playful, upbeat, confident. Positive brass stabs with quirky, fun percussion and handclaps are joined by funky guitars, propulsive drums and atmospheric organ, building to euphoric, celebratory peaks. Energetic and rousing big band cue with Latin vibes to get you dancing.
Playful, upbeat, confident. Stripped back underscore version. Playful, upbeat, confident. Stripped back underscore version. Positive brass stabs with quirky, fun percussion and handclaps are joined by funky guitars, propulsive drums and atmospheric organ, building to celebratory peaks. Energetic and rousing big band cue with Latin vibes to get you dancing.
Playful, upbeat, confident. Positive brass stabs with quirky, fun Playful, upbeat, confident. Positive brass stabs with quirky, fun percussion and handclaps are joined by funky guitars, propulsive drums and atmospheric organ, building to a euphoric, celebratory peak. Energetic and rousing big band cue with Latin vibes to get you dancing.
Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, spoken male voices, percussions & rhythm.歌词
Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, Tropical house / disco / latin house / lounge music. Synth, bass, percussions & rhythm.
Swagger, attitude, strong. Brooding, determined brass stabs with Swagger, attitude, strong. Brooding, determined brass stabs with modern electronic beats, cool keys and tough, urban vocal shout outs are joined by confident female vocals. Commercial pop song featuring catchy choruses and male vocal verse from 02:02. EXPLICIT.歌词
Now I’m tired of being polite...For the moment ya just not my type..So depressing ya Harsh on the eyesI realize, dis ain’t what i like... And I’m sure that you’re sick of my shit..Not sure why ya settle for dis...We been cruisin a sick rollercoasterSmile like we suppose-ta,Pain on da brain.... I think it’s time we let dis thing go...Gettin tired of da tango...And I don’t care bout what dey say yo...Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...
Be a sucka and try to relax,Keep acting like it’ll just pass,Try to lie, But you want my attentionCan’t ya just listen,Taps on the phone... No trust from the dusk until dawn,(Until dawn)I awake to the same fuckin’ song,(Same fuckin’ song)My guess is I’m dry from the tensionYawn when ya mention,I’ve got a tone... I think it’s time we let dis thing go...Gettin tired of da tango...And I don’t care bout what dey say yo...Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...damn... Full
disclosure
at
beginning
Trying to
make
you
bring
that
foxhole
closer So I
could
duck
[or
dive]
in
it
and
bust
from
it
Like
good
soldiers
wasn't
long
before
I
reenlisted several reasons not needing to be specific
The combat just seemed addictive
As
hard
as
we
fight
the
relief efforts
are
more extensive If you ever hear "I-ran" she
was
water boarding my henchman. I'm
at
attention
Salute I
commander
she
chiefing
all
about
face
was
we
beefing?
Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...Yeah We at war, you in da trench...(Ok?!)Don’t even care about da stench...(Ok?!)I’m fighting niggas at da fence...You good at ducking in a pinch...damn...
Swagger, attitude, strong. Alternative clean edit. Brooding, Swagger, attitude, strong. Alternative clean edit. Brooding, determined brass stabs with modern electronic beats, cool keys and tough, urban vocal shout outs are joined by confident female vocals. Commercial pop song featuring catchy choruses and male vocal verse from 02:02.歌词
Now I’m tired of being polite... For the moment ya just not my type.. So depressing ya Harsh on the eyes I realize, dis ain’t what i like...
And I’m sure that you’re sick of my... Not sure why ya settle for dis... We been cruisin a sick rollercoaster Smile like we suppose-ta, Pain on da brain....
I think it’s time we let dis thing go... Gettin tired of da tango... And I don’t care bout what dey say yo... Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch...
Be a sucka and try to relax, Keep acting like it’ll just pass, Try to lie, But you want my attention Can’t ya just listen, Taps on the phone...
No trust from the dusk until dawn, (Until dawn) I awake to the same song, (Same song) My guess is I’m dry from the tension Yawn when ya mention, I’ve got a tone...
I think it’s time we let dis thing go... Gettin tired of da tango... And I don’t care bout what dey say yo... Cause everybody in da streets know...
Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch... damn...
Full disclosure at beginning tryna make you bring that foxhole closer. So I could duck in it and bust from it like good soldiers wasn't long before I reenlisted- several reasons not needing to be specific the combat just seemed addictive as hard as we fight the relief efforts are more extensive. If you ever hear "I-ran" she was water-boarding my henchman. I'm at attention salute - I command-er she chiefing all about face was we beefing?
Final hook: Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch... Yeah We at war, you in da trench... (Ok?!) Don’t even care about da stench... (Ok?!) I’m fighting at da fence... You good at ducking in a pinch... damn...
Playful, funky, celebratory. Dancing bass with upbeat keys, cool Playful, funky, celebratory. Dancing bass with upbeat keys, cool drums, tambourine and confident, powerful female vocal cuts. Positive and carefree retro organ tones add fun to this energetic soul track.
Playful, funky, celebratory. Instrumental version. Dancing bass with Playful, funky, celebratory. Instrumental version. Dancing bass with upbeat keys, cool drums and tambourine. Positive and carefree retro organ tones add fun to this confident and energetic soul track.
Real hip hop / beatmaking. Tense, obstinate & urban. Synth, strings, Real hip hop / beatmaking. Tense, obstinate & urban. Synth, strings, male sampled voice & rhythm.
Come on, put this record on, you’ll see it’s so much funShake your head baby, there goes your bodyMe and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentYou need to ouh ouh..You got to ouh ouh…Elisabeth you’re smiling, you’re not lying,it’s not what it seems just keep those dreamsuse your imagination babylike I use mineget your satisfaction darling..Me and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentAnd entertaim..You need to ouh ouh..You got to ouh ouh..You need to ouh ouh…You got to ouh ouh ..Me and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainment !C’mon put this record on you’ll see it’s so much funShake you head baby , there goes your bodyC’mon c’mon put this record on, you’ll see it’s so much funIf I would tell you I’ve been waiting for you so longWould you believe that this is just a simple love songMe and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentOuh ouh… You got to ouh ouh..You need to ouh ouh…You got to ouh ouh ..Me and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentAnd entertainment
Somebody told me i’m a real wild messI’m smokin’ and i’m crazy and i’m drinking gasSomebody told me i’m a real wild messIt’s just a matter of looking glassYou got to know know know what’s going downSomething’s got a hold on you, you got to look aroundYou got to know know know what’s going downSomething’s got a hold on you, you got to look aroundSomebody told me that you are my friendYou got to show me ‘cause i’m thinking againSomebody told me that you are a messIt’s just a matter of looking glassYou got to know know know what’s going downSomething’s got a hold on you, you got to look aroundYou got to know know know what’s going downSomething’s got a hold on you, you got to look around« Girl, how crazy are you, girl how crazy are you ? »No time for reality, this is my normality,It’s just a matter of a point of view,Why don’t you come and talk to me ?Somebody told me that you are my friendYou got to show me ‘cause i’m thinking againSomebody told me that you are a mess butYou know it’s just a matter of looking glassYou got to know know know what’s going downSomething’s got a hold on you, you got to look aroundYou got to know know know what’s going downSomething’s got a hold on you, you got to look around…Girl, how crazy are you ? Girl, how crazy are you ?
Funky disco in the spirit of the late 70's. Shiny & danceable. Brass Funky disco in the spirit of the late 70's. Shiny & danceable. Brass section, rhythm with rototoms & claps, clavinet chorus @ 1'38.
Funky disco in the spirit of the late 70's. Shiny & danceable. Brass Funky disco in the spirit of the late 70's. Shiny & danceable. Brass section, rhythm with rototoms & claps, clavinet chorus @ 1'38.
Bouncy drums, Tuba and accordion interspersed with soul and blues Bouncy drums, Tuba and accordion interspersed with soul and blues vocal samples give this track a quirky, fun feel.
歌词
Flying through the night, We want some more Breathing cloudy smoke Fading by the door We walk hand in hand Screaming together We're your friend, Forever and ever, and ever…
