Coud rap. Relaxed but determined & nonchalant. French rapper, ...Coud rap. Relaxed but determined & nonchalant. French rapper, electric guitar wah-wah delay, groovy sub bass, keyboards, rhodes & drum machine. Explicit Lyrics. Recommended for fashion & youth lifestyle. 歌词
J’ai comme une bad habit
J’conduis y’a pas de limite
Elle m’a prêté son corp
donc Frôler l’bord, j’évite
Le jour se leve, je lévite
Lunette sur zen, en plein soleil,
Elle aime se faire desire,
Elle aime se faire des films
Mains sur le cuirassé,
Elle a taffe les cuisses, elle a taffé son c.. aussi, Forme de pêche et gout thé glacé
Roule vers le sun,
Dos sur le sol elle fume
du sang froid j’en ai plus assez
Donne lui tout ce n’est plus assez
Les autre jaloux sont déclassées
C’est pas le meme débit
J’ferais pas le même début
J’ai le temps, marqué sur moi
J’ai le plan, cette encre est indélébile
J’suis pas le même, débile yo
Elle a la silhouette tendre
Elle préfère prendre son temps
T’fais vouloir être en forme
Quand tu veux subir, elle te fait subir
Quand tu vois la courbe de ses hanches
Elle sait faire jouer ses chances
Tout ce que je dis c’est que
Aucun d’ces n**** ne la possède
Car elle la seule dans son monde, ouais
et tu le sais
/
Elle tue sur une 808
Ses brevets sont deposes
Symphonie Betthoven
Elle sais se dérober
/
Annie Elle est ok
Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads
Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté
La serrure est crochetée
Je la piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker
Annie Elle est ok
Bad gal à la bond james
Genre de wife que le monde aime
Mm ton daron va la stalker
Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
Impossible de l’approcher
Mais Annie j’veux la locker
/
Encore une phase rapide
Yo
Elle m’a donné le goût du vice
Elle ma laisse au bout du fil
J’suis rentré dans une drôle de vie
Yo
Elle connaît tous les bout d’la ville
Elle veut aller au bout j’la suis
Elle m’a dit assis toi
Déshabille moi
M’regarde dans les yeux quand elle me fait du sale
Mais Joue pas avec moi
Ou je t’oublierai pas
J’la fais monter sur bord de la table
Elle m’fais peter mon câble
Dans cette chaleur
Tous ce qu’elle me fait c’est bruler mon (coeur)
J’lui dis pars avec moi
Elle m’dit on verra,
allonge le cash pour encore une heure
Jeune Annie n’a pas le time pour un boug comme oim
Pour Fais sa maille elle joue de ses charmes
Elle rigole pas elle picole pas
Un jour ou l’autre elle s’envolera
C’est plus qu’une femme
Elle est pire qu’une arme
fait tomber les gars quand quand elle wine
jamais à oim
jamais à toi
Elle te fait finir ta vie à poil
porte ses bijoux come ses bijoux la portent
Elle a sont biz qui fait sentir l’amor
Elle tient ses negro par le milieu de la gorge
Quand sa silhouette passe le cadre de la porte
Rien d’impossible elle ne craint plus la mort
Quand elle t’as eu elle peut te laisser dehors
Annie c’est une femme qui jette des sorts
Annie c’est la femme qui m’a jeté un sort
Elle tue sur une 808
Ses brevets sont deposes
Symphonie Betthoven
Elle sais se dérober
/
Annie Elle est ok
Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads
Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté
La serrure est crochetée
Je la piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker
Annie Elle est ok
Bad gal à la bond james
Genre de wife que le monde aime
Mm ton daron va la stalker
Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey
Son back peut te projeter
Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué
Impossible de l’approcher
Mais Annie j’veux la locker
J’ai comme une bad habit J’conduis y’a pas de limite Elle m’a prêté son corp donc Frôler l’bord, j’évite Le jour se leve, je lévite Lunette sur zen, en plein soleil, Elle aime se faire desire, Elle aime se faire des films Mains sur le cuirassé, Elle a taffe les cuisses, elle a taffé son c.. aussi, Forme de pêche et gout thé glacé Roule vers le sun, Dos sur le sol elle fume du sang froid j’en ai plus assez Donne lui tout ce n’est plus assez Les autre jaloux sont déclassées C’est pas le meme débit J’ferais pas le même début J’ai le temps, marqué sur moi J’ai le plan, cette encre est indélébile J’suis pas le même, débile yo Elle a la silhouette tendre Elle préfère prendre son temps T’fais vouloir être en forme Quand tu veux subir, elle te fait subir Quand tu vois la courbe de ses hanches Elle sait faire jouer ses chances Tout ce que je dis c’est que Aucun d’ces n**** ne la possède Car elle la seule dans son monde, ouais et tu le sais / Elle tue sur une 808 Ses brevets sont deposes Symphonie Betthoven Elle sais se dérober / Annie Elle est ok Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté La serrure est crochetée Je la piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker Annie Elle est ok Bad gal à la bond james Genre de wife que le monde aime Mm ton daron va la stalker Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué Impossible de l’approcher Mais Annie j’veux la locker / Encore une phase rapide Yo Elle m’a donné le goût du vice Elle ma laisse au bout du fil J’suis rentré dans une drôle de vie Yo Elle connaît tous les bout d’la ville Elle veut aller au bout j’la suis Elle m’a dit assis toi Déshabille moi M’regarde dans les yeux quand elle me fait du sale Mais Joue pas avec moi Ou je t’oublierai pas J’la fais monter sur bord de la table Elle m’fais peter mon câble Dans cette chaleur Tous ce qu’elle me fait c’est bruler mon (coeur) J’lui dis pars avec moi Elle m’dit on verra, allonge le cash pour encore une heure Jeune Annie n’a pas le time pour un boug comme oim Pour Fais sa maille elle joue de ses charmes Elle rigole pas elle picole pas Un jour ou l’autre elle s’envolera C’est plus qu’une femme Elle est pire qu’une arme fait tomber les gars quand quand elle wine jamais à oim jamais à toi Elle te fait finir ta vie à poil porte ses bijoux come ses bijoux la portent Elle a sont biz qui fait sentir l’amor Elle tient ses negro par le milieu de la gorge Quand sa silhouette passe le cadre de la porte Rien d’impossible elle ne craint plus la mort Quand elle t’as eu elle peut te laisser dehors Annie c’est une femme qui jette des sorts Annie c’est la femme qui m’a jeté un sort Elle tue sur une 808 Ses brevets sont deposes Symphonie Betthoven Elle sais se dérober / Annie Elle est ok Elle traîne pas avec tous ces cokeheads Elle sait qu’je parle à la fille d’à coté La serrure est crochetée Je la piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué J’crois qu’Annie j’veux la locker Annie Elle est ok Bad gal à la bond james Genre de wife que le monde aime Mm ton daron va la stalker Brouille les piste comme Disc jockey Son back peut te projeter Si tu la voyais t’serai Choqué Impossible de l’approcher Mais Annie j’veux la locker
Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. ...Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas con sus capsulas letales como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches with their lethal capsules as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. ...Explicit. Attitude, laid-back & swagger hip-hop sung in Spanish. Dedicated to female friends. Female rap singer, electric harpsichord, synth, fx bullet, fx vinyl noise & electronic percussion. Interlude @ 2'17.歌词
ES:
tengo el quinto elemento
represión automática
las niñas de mis ojos
rugen humo mientras bailan
hombros anchos y altas
fuertes como jabatas
mascarillas azules
y unas velas aromáticas
a pesar del chandal somos todas muy románticas
y cada rumba sale directa del anima
donde no hay dinero hay carisma y sociedad
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
tenemos el pelo como las lobas árticas
somos prácticas
somos prácticas
las malas tenemos conexión telepática
guárdate para ti toda tu insulsa plática
la noche se presenta juguetona y acida
y he contao' las veces que me has mirao' pasar
no me hagas tener que sumártelas
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
miran de reojo por la rabia
quieren bailar salsa con nosotras para oler la jacaranda
mírale a la cara mientras baja
brujas y pastillas en la rave como efímeras erráticas
es el truco que nunca le falla
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
en la pista es como una bala
rapida precisa y luego mata
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
flacas africanas horas de calor
brillo con mi pana mientras suena el reggaeton
ropa americana, hiperventilación
porque aquí nos lo bailamo' hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
hasta romper el pantalón
no somos gatas de teoría somos prácticas
somos prácticas
no somos gatas de teoría
EN:
I have the fifth element
automatic repression
the girls of my eyes
roar smoke as they dance
broad-shouldered and tall
strong as jabatas
blue masks
and scented candles
in spite of the tracksuit we are all very romantic
and every party comes straight from the soul
where there is no money there is charisma and society
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are practical
we have hair like the arctic she-wolves
we are practical
we are practical
we bad girls have telepathic connection
keep all your dull chatter to yourself
the night comes playful and acidic
and I've counted all the times you've watched me pass by
don't make me have to add them up to you
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
they look sideways out of rage
they want to dance salsa with us just to smell the jacaranda
look at their face as it goes down
witches and pills at the rave as ephemeral erratics
it's the trick that never fails them
fire on the zone cuz she got the sauce got it from her mama
on the dance floor she' s like a bullet
fast accurate and then kills
skinny African hours of heat
shining with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
skinny african hours of heat
I shine with my homie while reggaeton plays
American clothes, hyperventilation
because here we dance it till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
till we rip our pants
we are not theory cats we are practical
we are practical
we are not theory cats
Juan Cubaque Paredes - Sergio Leonardo Hernandez - Luis Felipe Munoz Yusti
许可号 :
10347
专辑 :
Erráticas
上线日期 :
18/07/2022
演唱者 :
Vicious Gata
出版方 :
Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
国际标准音像制品编码 :
FRZPA2222980
Ready for War [CEZ4517 - 9]
2'54
Lionel Fabert Arthur Werther Patrick Kabongo
Hip hop / rap. Rap with lyrics about being winning, concentration & ...Hip hop / rap. Rap with lyrics about being winning, concentration & pressure before the competition. Anticipating, encouraging & tenacious. Male rapping, electronics & tense hip hop beat. Suggested for martial arts, team & fight sports.歌词
Ready For War
Step outside the box
Pressure getting hot
Hopped up out the kettle
(WOOF)
Mentally I’m locked
I could never stop
Till they hit the metal
(WOOF)
Adrenaline ease
Feel like apolo I’m takin a creed
(WOOF)
I box with my shadow the only one close enough
Just throw the towel and leave
(WOOF)
I’m ready to lead
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(WOOF)
The difference between you and is that I’m ready to leave in a stretching
Ain’t no one better
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war, ready
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(Woof)
I’m ready for war, ready
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Settle score, settle the score tonight
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Locked and loaded
It was written wrote it now I’m back with a motive
(WOOF)
Legend now I know it hear scream my name sound like locomotives
(WOOF)
The top
Yeah on my way to top
The Hustle’s from days on block when the weight the world on my shoulders would weight a lot/
The rush in my body would stay alot
I’m focus i don’t need to say alot
Competence turns into confidence I need the victory way before compliments
Closer
Title waiting with my chauffeur
I told you I dreamt for this moment can’t nobody stop only i control
I’m ready for war, ready
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(Woof)
I’m ready for war, ready
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Settle score, settle the score tonight
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Instrumental hip hop. Determined, tense & insistent. Dramatic ...Instrumental hip hop. Determined, tense & insistent. Dramatic staccato strings, pounding hip hop beat & electronics. Suggested for drama sports.
Lionel Fabert Sebastien Graux Patrick Kabongo Louis Lepine
Hip hop / rap. Powerful & determined with attitude & swagger. Hip hop ...Hip hop / rap. Powerful & determined with attitude & swagger. Hip hop song about pride, parable of the man who achieves fame and is in constant need of recognition. Buzzing rock guitar riff, male rapping, heavy beat & claps. Suggested for team sports & fighting sports.歌词
King
Yeah, I’m a king Yeah, I’m a king
I got the whole land on my shoulder
It’s my time and the wait is over
Feel the weight of the fate greats but you cannot relate
Cause it can’t be molded
Can you carry the praise the shame the love and the hate
When days gets get colder
I been conquering every kinda thing
So you might wanna join this side of things
So all raise for the most High YESSIR
Got the gold of the crown up YESSIR
I’m the king of the town
When the swords get waived then the trumpet sounds up YESSIR
Made it off the ground, cant never let up
They hold me down, kings always get up
High on my horse I’m ahead of the league
Cocky I’m never I’m better then the
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Why my opposition always mad at me
Go get you a crown if you as bad at me
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
My crown don’t sway, King, Don’t be testing my faith, You Guessed right I’m him, I got a lot of power in my hands, Move the pawns make em dance, Gather troops in advance, I Gotta tools to make damage, Don’t make me change my stance, Can’t break down my Fortress, Couldn’t break in my focus, Pound for pound I’m gorgeous, Running the town, like Forrest, Hail to the king, All take a kneel, Heavens could sing,
The devil ain’t real, I did it for us, Took care of the bill, Paying my dues, Until I’m concealed
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Why my opposition always mad at me
Go get you a crown if you as bad at me
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh
Bouncy trap beat & strong hip hop trailer track with male rapper. ...Bouncy trap beat & strong hip hop trailer track with male rapper. Swagger & proud. Hybrid percussion & trailer FX. Lyrics about adversity & resisting. Break @ 1'15 building-up with strong impact & riser. Climax @ 1'44. Back end. Suggested for fighting sport, action movie & entertainment.歌词
I’m a dying breed,
I’m A dying breed,
Let em hear the artillery,
Woah Full penetration in the magazine,
If I aim close enough, then he won’t breathe again,
I don’t spray for the fun,
But I enjoy the thrill,
I was built different,
yeah you know the drill
No You gonna wake the cobra,
Blow it up like supernova,
Buckle up, this here the closer,
Huddle up, let’s take control and,
We’re gonna creep thru the door and,
Ain’t nobody seen us coming,
We came here to shut the party,
Sorry,
I do not pack with no mini toys,
I got them guns, making scary noise,
The Team moving up, if they hear my voice,
Hate the violence but I won’t avoid it,
I was Born a rider, I ain’t had a choice,
I’m a Dying breed with a death wish, and I’m coming for you with a vengeance,
For every soul that fell in a fight,
Rejoice,
Every soul that found the path to the light,
Rejoice,
My and my brother give our lives to this fam,
Cuz we chose it,
We’re dying breed, cuz we’re chosen,
I’m a dying breed,
I’m A dying breed,
Let em hear the artillery,
Woah Full penetration in the magazine,
If I aim close enough, then he won’t breathe again,
I don’t spray for the fun
But I enjoy the thrill,
I was built different,
yeah you know the drill
I’m a dying breed,
I’m a dying breed
I’m a dying breed
Riding with my brothers fighting for a dream,
I’m a dying breed,
I’m a dying breed
I’m a dying breed
Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts ...Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts are joined by confident male MC vocals, building to catchy, positive, determined and motivating choruses. Commercial percussive pop with swagger, hip hop vibes and a warm, summery, carefree feel.歌词
Chorus Let’s get it let’s go, I was just sleeping on floors, Now I’m on top of the globe. I can’t see no more, I can’t see no more,
Say they don’t know where to go, This the infinity flow, Baby you know I’m the GOAT, You know I can’t see the floor, You know I’m livin’ up higher the ceiling was open
Post Chorus Let’s get it let’s go, I was outside you ain’t even know, I was on the rise you ain’t even low, Walkin’ on the moon you ain’t even show up (let’s go)
Verse And now, I raise the bar you know the kid gon’ blow up, (hey hey) I’m dancin’ with the stars you know the high is over, (let’s go) Can’t be on the ground you know I’m going global, They try to weigh you down but now you on your way up, (let’s go) They try to hold you back and tell you that you ain’t up, (hey hey) They tried to tell you that you wasn’t goin’ major.
[Repeat Chorus] Post Chorus Goin’ major baby, I’m up late little lady, I’m up high, upgraded, I can’t see y’all faces.
Contemporary pop-soul song, hip-hop. Inspired, confident & modern ...Contemporary pop-soul song, hip-hop. Inspired, confident & modern with a UK vibe. Male rapper, female back-up singer, synth & rhythm. Recommended for attitude, fashion, TV shows. 歌词
When I feel your vibes, when you push the lines,
I feel like a dime,
Give me what you got, you make me so high
Boy you know, you’re blowing my mind
Guillaume :
What kind, of music you make for real?
Can we make a deal? Show me music skills
What kind, of keyboard you play with?
Can we make feat? Re, do, la, si, mi
What kind?
Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts ...Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts are joined by confident male MC vocals, building to catchy, positive, determined and motivating choruses. Commercial percussive pop with swagger, hip hop vibes and a warm, summery, carefree feel.歌词
Chorus Let’s get it let’s go, I was just sleeping on floors, Now I’m on top of the globe. I can’t see no more, I can’t see no more,
Say they don’t know where to go, This the infinity flow, Baby you know I’m the GOAT, You know I can’t see the floor, You know I’m livin’ up higher the ceiling was open
Post Chorus Let’s get it let’s go, I was outside you ain’t even know, I was on the rise you ain’t even low, Walkin’ on the moon you ain’t even show up (let’s go)
Verse And now, I raise the bar you know the kid gon’ blow up, (hey hey) I’m dancin’ with the stars you know the high is over, (let’s go) Can’t be on the ground you know I’m going global, They try to weigh you down but now you on your way up, (let’s go) They try to hold you back and tell you that you ain’t up, (hey hey) They tried to tell you that you wasn’t goin’ major.
[Repeat Chorus] Post Chorus Goin’ major baby, I’m up late little lady, I’m up high, upgraded, I can’t see y’all faces.
Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts ...Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts build to catchy, positive, determined and motivating choruses. Commercial percussive pop with swagger, hip hop vibes and a warm, summery, carefree feel.
Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts ...Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths with playful vocal cuts are joined by confident male MC vocals, building to catchy, positive, determined and motivating choruses. Commercial percussive pop with swagger, hip hop vibes and a warm, summery, carefree feel.
Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths build to catchy, ...Cool, contemporary, uplifting. Bright synths build to catchy, positive, determined and motivating choruses. Commercial percussive pop with swagger, hip hop vibes and a warm, summery, carefree feel. Stripped back underscore version.
Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by ...Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by relaxed hip hop beats and confident male vocals. Percussive cue with haunting, brooding melodies and a determined feel. Motivating and rousing contemporary pop.歌词
We rollin’, Huh? Watch me, watch me, woo Rollin' ‘round the block, Feelin’ hot, Fresh white tee, Matching socks Now watch me (watch me watch me) Watch me (watch me) Now watch me (watch me watch me) Watch me (watch me) Rollin' ‘round the block, Feelin’ hot, VIP, My money talk Now watch me (watch me watch me) Watch me (watch me) Now watch me (watch me watch me) Watch me (watch me) [Repeat Chorus] (We rollin) (So hot so hot) (Fresh white) (Matching) (Rollin) (So hot) (VI) (ka-ching)
Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by ...Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by relaxed hip hop beats. Percussive cue with haunting, brooding melodies and a determined feel. Motivating and rousing contemporary pop.
Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by ...Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by relaxed hip hop beats and confident male vocal ad libs. Percussive cue with haunting, brooding melodies and a determined feel. Motivating and rousing contemporary pop.
Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by ...Cool, attitude, swagger. Suspenseful synth melodies are joined by relaxed hip hop beats. Percussive cue with haunting, brooding melodies and a determined feel. Motivating and rousing contemporary pop. Stripped back underscore.
Electro trap song. Catchy, modern & determined. Suggested for fashion ...Electro trap song. Catchy, modern & determined. Suggested for fashion & urban landscapes. Synth, male singer with auto-tune & rhythm.歌词
Hold on to the feelin like there's no tomorrow
Pushing the glass cieiling but you broke and borrowed
Looking for some freedom between jokes and sorrow
Hold on hold on
Hold on to the lady like she's all you got
Hold on cause she might be one day all you got
Grab a hold a something cause the train gon start
Hold on hold on hold on
I prayed for them
Was scared for them
I'm back from it
Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies ...Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, determined, driving male MC vocals and cool electronic hip hop beats. Catchy and motivating chorus sections with vocal FX and eerie synth sustains. Swaggering UK urban grime cue with loads of attitude. EXPLICIT.歌词
L-E-V-E-L-Stoo many chat about levs stop that I heard man wanna chat and chiti come through like what’s good these wigs getting splitman better breeze and sprintits long if i choose to bite down on these pricksx is a lyrical four four and with this i make sure that its x that you wanna rally withi’ll make a big man turn to a kidshout house go when i salt out wigswhen you seen x’s with your eyes closeddon’t me pass girls behind your eye lidsbars and flows check out the mixturetell them man can’t handle the fixtureits all fun and games until the person saying its all fun and games gets beat up and took out the picturemust be yacked if you think you can wig mei’ll tell my man put down the liquor L-E-V-E-L-Stoo many chat about levs stop that its who its x from we’re from e double s-e-xdon’t get lemon i’ll turn man liquid for acting freshget me know your place step steadylyrics for lyrics i’m ready just test meone in your melon hold that i’m colddon’t act like say that you didn’t know women are link upclassic throw backtalk about my bro better watch that tonguethis my bro are you mad are you dumb?rib shot rip snap hole in the lungone shot what’s that hole in one?clenched fist no i didn’t aint no gunuse my extent shots life on setlife on site lyrical four four on the mic
Dramatic, energetic, confident. Instrumental underscore version. ...Dramatic, energetic, confident. Instrumental underscore version. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, cool electronic hip hop beats and eerie synth sustains. Swaggering and mysterious UK urban grime cue with loads of attitude.
Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies ...Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, determined, driving male MC vocals and cool electronic hip hop beats. Catchy and motivating with vocal FX and eerie synth sustains. Swaggering UK urban grime cue with loads of attitude.
Am in too far or in too deep Up all nite for 2 weeks and still can't sleepNo doubt we cuttin close its the life I choseAll this for countin paper can't thumb my nose 4In the game I'm a player -and soldiers do the coachinEverybody got a plan- few can put it all in motion ain't no magic potion - for us to get the paper Didnt listen back in school now I'm sittin on a caper 8Gotta be a money maker- American societyPreaching bout that piety - issues wit sobriety Tissues for the missus of enlisted veterans cryinWhen the dyin suits ell chatter but the money's all that matters 12In a panic people scatter- I'm focused the goal-If somebody use a weapon then we'll never see parole Shit is Hotter than a stove - ya mama set to broil Son We do it all together to my team Im stayin loyal
Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady Cased out the joint now I'm waitin on the first moveV8 hummin I'm in first u should know dudeChecking out my rear view lookin for a crown Vic Hard to to get a bead on the beast cuz the streets thick 4Staring at the clock cuz I know it's been a long timePromised dey was gettin in and out call it quik crime Rollin out - cant do it till they in the ride5 minutes they inside seemin like its 45 8Calm down- lemme take a deep breath Cuz if I lose my cool here den we most defGoing to pen - so I gotta win Hit a lick and then we never doin this again 12Listen in -to the cops on the cbHat low black tint can't see meWaitin on a move now its time to step Yo I think I see the blues now its time to dip 16 Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady
Am in too far or in too deep Up all nite for 2 weeks and still can't sleepNo doubt we cuttin close its the life I choseAll this for countin paper can't thumb my nose 4In the game I'm a player -and soldiers do the coachinEverybody got a plan- few can put it all in motion ain't no magic potion - for us to get the paper Didnt listen back in school now I'm sittin on a caper 8Gotta be a money maker- American societyPreaching bout that piety - issues wit sobriety Tissues for the missus of enlisted veterans cryinWhen the dyin suits ell chatter but the money's all that matters 12In a panic people scatter- I'm focused the goal-If somebody use a weapon then we'll never see parole Shit is Hotter than a stove - ya mama set to broil Son We do it all together to my team Im stayin loyal
Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady Cased out the joint now I'm waitin on the first moveV8 hummin I'm in first u should know dudeChecking out my rear view lookin for a crown Vic Hard to to get a bead on the beast cuz the streets thick 4Staring at the clock cuz I know it's been a long timePromised dey was gettin in and out call it quik crime Rollin out - cant do it till they in the ride5 minutes they inside seemin like its 45 8Calm down- lemme take a deep breath Cuz if I lose my cool here den we most defGoing to pen - so I gotta win Hit a lick and then we never doin this again 12Listen in -to the cops on the cbHat low black tint can't see meWaitin on a move now its time to step Yo I think I see the blues now its time to dip 16 Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady
Ponderous, staccato beats, plucked synth strings with a effected ...Ponderous, staccato beats, plucked synth strings with a effected vocal chorus about the pursuit of money.
歌词
Money, money Go, go Got me going loco
This for all the days They didn’t pay me For the bad chick that drove home safely For the right guy She go crazy For the other guy She an old lady We young baby This son baby You ain’t in Kansas What you sky for You ain’t on camera Take a sip and she lose her manners We go bananas Then we go ape sh*t I feel just like I’m in the matrix Make work feel like a vacation Take a walk through this real imagination Lace up yo sneakers We out Commas are what we about Money that’s to long to count Money that’s to high to climb I think I’m losing my mind
Money, money Go, go Got me going loco
I just hopped up off the plane Straight into the flame I forgot my name But I know that shit is worth some change They done sold it all Had to get it back just to rock it And wear it on my sleeve Worth more than your watch is Give it up Give it up They all know you got it I’m shaking my head because I told him to hide it He showed her, she showed him And they went to the closet And couldn’t nobody stop it
BACK IN THE DAY Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Oogo
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days (repeat) Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking. He had to go overseas to do his walking. Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking. for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change Like climax's that we living this life time is strange. Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others. Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage. Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis. Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube? I compare myself to that shit dude. When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein Attaching to brains To put it down man you can't play these games. What up cuz-o I manifesto Turn in to slick-co Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore… Back in the days
(Chorus) 6 seconds 5 seconds 4 seconds Mr. Mat your on 3 seconds 2 seconds 1 second Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight, I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to So What it do ? Relay the verses right back to you so you act a fool The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters some rock timberland, some rock with gators Some all natural, but still get their power pulled Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule. Duel with this expertise mic handle, out of order generating dudes be lighting candles. Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark, I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it They after you Only seconds Mattic's after you Only seconds Mattic's after you It takes seconds Mattic's after you To make a track Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more This is classic encounters Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes. And out of shape fat people other words obesity. To get along with everyone, no you history. You shitting me or can you just not see ? In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate The expediter Restored to mentor When I the television on I witness all the gluttony. But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the, focus of my sanity, body and soul love and weather, fall apart and build back together. My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words, I love you At all cost My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ? Yo check it out now, witness the floss because, I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus) 10 seconds 9 seconds 8 seconds Mr. Mat your on 7 seconds 6 seconds 5 seconds Mr. Mat your on 4 seconds 3 seconds 2 seconds Mr. Mat your on 1 second 1 second No seconds Mr. Mat your on
Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast ...Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast moving into self-assured section with female vocals rapping in arrogant style. Lyrics about securing the bag, getting paid. A business-first outlook. Selfish or empowering vibe. Cash register FX and slick vocal ad libs. Fun style giving an energetic vibe.歌词
Meet me at the bank, Yeah I'm making hits, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
I don't got all day, Gotta make it quick, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
Yeah I'm looking good, You gotta admit, Still tryna make my money then split.
Meet me at the bank, Yeah I'm making hits, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
I'm too legit, New School, Rock with the old heads, Smoke show, Never smoke cigarettes, Bet on myself, Cuz I know that I'm the best, I don't a personality test.
Show up baggy T and a vest, Tooth gem shining just to match the necklace, Never meditate cuz I don't get pressed, Stay stacking up my checks.
So you heard a lot about me but you just don't know, I hustle everyday with the rhythm and flow, Never met hater didn't turn to a stan, Never get distracted stick to the plan, I wanna eat good got the sushi and wine, If you ain't ballin we ain't one of a kind, Just be for real when you talk that talk, Because I keep my mouth shut and I walk that walk.
Meet me at the bank, Yeah I'm making hits, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
I don't got all day, Gotta make it quick, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
Yeah I'm looking good, You gotta admit, Still tryna make my money then split.
Meet me at the bank, Yeah I'm making hits, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
It’s E-A-S-Y for me, Yeah your daddy adore me, Some of these clubs want me to perform, But most of them can't afford me.
See me in your city, I'm touring, Catch me in the stu, recording, Never use language like “poor me”, I'm so damn blessed its annoying.
So you heard a lot about me but you just don't know, I hustle everyday with the rhythm and flow, Never met hater didn't turn to a stan, Never get distracted stick to the plan, I wanna eat good got the sushi and wine, If you ain't ballin we ain't one of a kind, Just be for real when you talk that talk, Because I keep my mouth shut and I walk that walk.
Meet me at the bank, Yeah I'm making hits, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
I don't got all day, Gotta make it quick, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
Yeah I'm looking good, You gotta admit, Still tryna make my money then split.
Meet me at the bank, Yeah I'm making hits, I'm just tryna make my money then split.
Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast ...Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast moving into cool section with fat bass and drum machine beat. Empowered vibe from bouncy sub-bass instrumental. Cash register FX and slick vocal ad libs. Fun style giving an energetic vibe. No lead vocal version.
Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast ...Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast moving into cool section with fat bass and drum machine beat. Empowered vibe from bouncy sub-bass instrumental. Cash register FX. Fun style giving an energetic vibe. Instrumental version.
Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast ...Poppy, flashy, fresh. Hip hop pop instrumentation hits hard and fast moving into cool section with fat bass and drum machine beat. Empowered vibe from bouncy sub-bass instrumental. Fun style giving an energetic vibe. Stripped back underscore version.
Groovy, funky, warm. Deep fluffy synth chords play out with bright ...Groovy, funky, warm. Deep fluffy synth chords play out with bright hip hop leads leading into fun beat and charismatic male vocals. A party all over the city with mentions of compass points. Rapping lyrics paint a picture of a cool individual riding through the streets, talking to girls and feeling their own style. Big bass give a confident tone.歌词
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on i don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on i don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
West side, South side, North side, East side, Uh what side you on, What what side you on, Yeah what side you on, What what side you on.
Look im on the north side tonight we creepin, Its a 4 day weekend so we 4 times turnt we just lit 4 up, So we pulled up geekin she was talking to you till I arrived with a crew now I know that hurt, Went from holdin my stance to doing my dance and shawty got back show me how that work, Im just keeping it real i just need my thrills when they play my song shawty know my verse, Aw man im the star of the function and its causing commotion but its all in conjunction see, Me and mans came with the jams so do your part and shake a lil yams, We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
We got that money don't we, We got that flavor don't we, We got that sound don't we, We got that sauce don't we, We got that flavor don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) Come on we got that sound don't we, (come on I don't need you to lie to me) We on that.
Groovy, funky, warm. Deep fluffy synth chords play out with bright ...Groovy, funky, warm. Deep fluffy synth chords play out with bright hip hop leads leading into funky beat. Soul-style bass and simple lead give a throwback vibe, 90s style. Big boom bap percussion offers a confident tone. Instrumental version.
Groovy, funky, warm. Deep fluffy synth chords play out with bright ...Groovy, funky, warm. Deep fluffy synth chords play out with bright hip hop leads leading into funky beat. Soft percussion and soul-style bass give a throwback 90s vibe. Stripped back underscore version.