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Danzel – Undercover Lyrics

DANZEL
Undercover Lyrics

Girl
I’’ve been dying
To see your body in the real
It’’s just to sexy to conceal

I go crazy
I feel your vibe
Every time I look at you
Wanna take you for a ride

Into the shadows
Where no one knows us
We can deal just what we dare
Have a secret love affair

You send a message
That I like
Let me take you undercover
Let me blow your mind tonight

Undercover! Won’’t you come with me
Undercover! Take your love for me to see
Undercover ! That’’s what you should be
Undercover! Undercover with me

Girl
Eyes are on ya
Every gangster on the floor
Wants to get you at the door

But I can take em
And I will
Cause my love has got a license
Got a license to kill

Into the shadows
Where no-one knows us
[***] to my underworld
I will blow your covered girl

You speak a language
I understand
Let me take you undercover
Be your secret lover man

Undercover! Won’’t you come with me
Undercover! Take your love for me to see
Undercover ! That’’s what you should be
Undercover! Undercover with me

Got the keep on moving
Make you feel alright

RAF – Asap Mob feat. Playboi Carti lyrics

Lyrics Asap Mob – RAF

I done came up (yuh)
Bustin’ down a whole bag (bag)
Broke nigga, step back (for what?)
Why don’t you peep a nigga’s swag (yuh)
You don’t even gotta ask (for what?)
What are those? What is that? (for y’all)
Please don’t touch my Raf.
Please don’t touch my Raf.

I’m racked up like rappers
I’m Raf’d up on camera
Get knocked out on camera
Squeeze pump like asthma
It’s rare Raf when I wear Raf
Bare Raf when I wear Raf
Might invest into some Raf shares
Lil niggas still share Raf
Yeah and I’m drippin’ on racks
Rick Owens be the tag
Do the digital dash
Yeah I’m boastin’, never brag
Please don’t touch my Raf
Bought a Kris Van Assche
Alessandro Gucci glasses
J.W. Anderson collab
Yeah she pop it like a mac
Yeah she drop it on the bag
I’ma buy another bag
‘Cause she always bring it back
Yeah you know how to make it last
Plus a nigga keepin’ tabs
I’ma fly first class
Quavo hit ’em with the dab
Please don’t touch my Raf.

Ho, don’t step on my Raf Simons
Ho, don’t step on my Raf Simons
Ho, don’t step on my Raf Simons
Do you know how much I’m spendin’?
My closet it worth ’bout a milli
Took the lil’ b***h out the runway
Now she naked in the kitchen
Raf Simons
All kind of crazy colors
Livin’ color
Left wrist, Rollie butters
Maison Margiela my sweater
Mama told me never settle
Raf Simons, don’t lace ’em
Got your b***h wanna date him.

Huh? What?
Don’t want ’em talkin’ ’bout the paper
I swear to God these niggas be haters (yah)
They be hatin’, I feel all the vapors
Live in cul-de-sac, gon’ get that lawn
Woo, right with my neighbors (yeah)
Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on
Now Atlanta got all different flavors
Hit that b***h right with my lightsaber
Woo, feel like Darth Vader
I’m a boss so you know I might Wraith you
Woo, Raf in my basement (yeah)
Yeah, pass the gas
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bet you know that I’m gon’ face it
Wait, that’s the reason that they mad
‘Cause Lil Uzi, yeah, he made it, yeah
I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it, yeah
I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it, yeah
Got that Raf all in my basement, yeah
F**k your b***h once I got patience, yeah (yeah)
F**k your b***h once ’cause I’m famous, yeah
Put my side b***h in Marc Jacobs, ayy
Makin’ them plays with my label
I get it, I count it, hundred on my table.

Sterling silver lasers (yessir)
Rubies red, my skin too black to blush
This b***h too rare to bust
Seen her in the iPhone pages
This ain’t on the Gram, Wizard of OZ
Parka pockets full of mint leave
Guap is smelling like it brush teeth
Say cheese, see the porcelain
Xans and water, see swordfish
Backwoods all forestry
Raf draggin’ on the.. floor, b***h
Flame thrower in it, in it
I’m torchin’ the road in these Gucci flames
Stuck to the pavement, they glued
I’m two-point-five million a venue
And twenty-five hundred a tooth
I’m coatin’ my lungs in the muddy
I’m cold like I’m sick with the flu
I cover my face and I’m bloody
That Spring/Summer 2002
Two, two, two, two, yeah
Please don’t touch my Raf
Sleep Pendergrass, Teddy
Sleep with the Teddy
Quick with the hands, ready
Please don’t touch my bag
Please don’t touch my Raf
Shirt off, I’m cam ready
Deadstock in memory
Please don’t pop my taggg.

Asap Mob lyrics
Video Asap Mob

Bubble butt – Seyed songtexte

Songtexte Seyed – Bubble butt

Panoramamodus auf der Handycam
Ich muss das böse Monster bändigen
Bubble, Bubble, Bubble wie beim Kaugummiblow’n
Alarm, Alarm! Der Bubble Butt ist out of control.

Nice! Houston, wir haben ein Problem
Erdbeben-Richterskala meldet zehn-komma-zehn (f*ck!)
Will ich die Hoe mitnehm’n, Homeclips dreh’n, muss ich Drohne nehm’n
Seine gesamte Pracht kann man nur vom Mond aus seh’n
Die Kiste ist large, Nicki Minaj, Kylie Jenner plus Amber Rose
Sensation, Sensation! Dieser Booty ist Endstation
Trenbolon, der Arsch ist auf Massephase
Wackelt grade – zack boom wie Subwoofer-Bassanlagen
Sie geht nur in Jogginghosen raus
Beim Eincremen für Modelposen geht ‘ne Flasche Bodylotion drauf
Will ich mit der sexy B***h und ihrer fetten Kiste mal relaxen im Club geh’n
Dann wird’s echt zu ‘nem Problem, denn ich brauch’ Gästeliste plus zehn.

Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Boom boom boom
Sie steigt ein und der Reifen platzt
Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Clap clap clap
Sie kommt in deine Stadt und reißt sie ab
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
Bam bam, Riesenass
Der den Club vibrieren lässt
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
*Bam bam*, großes Heck
Hochgestreckt und der Mond ist weg.

Ihr Arsch ist so groß, Mann, ich führ’ mit ihr ‘ne Fernbeziehung
Face down, a*s up widerspricht bei ihr der Erdanziehung
Drück den Kopf ins Kissen als wär’ es ‘ne Mordwaffe
Deine B***h hat flachen A*s und eine Michael-Kors-Tasche (tja)
Arsch so voluminös, keiner kann ihn flachlegen
Stopp! Ich kann sie flachlegen, doch es ist wie Krafttraining (nice)
Heut wird die Schlampe gefickt, joa versuri-lyrics.info
Ich klatsch’ auf den Butt und sie hat rote Backen wie Jigsaw – hit the floor, hit the floor!
Halb Mensch, halb Arsch – Zentauri, S**t, ich brauch’ ‘nen Pferdesattel
Ich mag Dessert sehr saftig wie ein Erdbeermuffin (fresh)
Achsenbruch, schon wieder eine Wagenpanne
Sie braucht ‘ne Laderampe, passt in keine Badewanne.

Sechshundert Hektoliter Hubraum, Hubraum
Macht die B***h ‘ne Arschbombe, läuft der ganze Pool aus
Und überschwemmt das Poolhaus
Der Arsch so fett, da passt die ganze Crew drauf
Sechshundert Hektoliter Hubraum, Hubraum
Macht die B***h ‘ne Arschbombe, läuft der ganze Pool aus
Und überschwemmt das Poolhaus
Jeder will den Arsch, aber das ist meiner – cool down!

Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Boom boom boom
Sie steigt ein und der Reifen platzt
Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Clap clap clap
Sie kommt in deine Stadt und reißt sie ab
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
*Bam bam*, Riesenass
Der den Club vibrieren lässt
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
Bam bam, großes Heck
Hochgestreckt und der Mond ist weggg.
Seyed songtexte
Video butt

Tot ce am vrut – Phelipe feat. Matteo versuri

Versuri Phelipe – Tot ce am vrut

Ma priveste intr-un fel
Cu ochii ei de fotomodel
As vrea s-o am dar nu stiu cum sa fac.(tot ce am vrut)

As vrea s-o intreb daca-i singura
Si daca-i disponibila
As face orice doar ca sa-i fac pe plac.

Tu m-ai aprins
Cand luminile s-au stins.. babe.

Niciodata n-am iubit
Eu de dragoste am tot fugit
Dar baby, ochii tai m-au racorit
Oh yeahhh.

Si doar o zi de-as mai avea
Cu tine-n lume as pleca
Tu esti tot ce-am vrut
Si n-am avut
Yeahhh.

Ce sa fac, ce sa fac
Cum sa-ti mai fac pe plac
Ca sunt nebun dupa tine
Si toate gandurile mele duc la tine.

Si tot ce vreau, tot ce vreau
Este o clipa cu tine sa stau
As da un an de fericire
Pentru o zi cu tine
Baby, doar cu tine.

Am avut zile bune
Am avut zile cu lupta
Deaia, acum noi suntem
100 la 100
Buzele tale
Mai dulci decat o fructa
Povestea noastra parca
E din basme rupta
Versuri-lyrics.info
Daca ar fi sa cazi
Cad si eu
Ca sa te ridici
Te ajut si eu
Ne facem viata mai usoara
Cand ne e greu
Daca ne pierdem in intuneric
Iti zic si eu.

Tu m-ai aprins
Cand luminile s-au stins.. babe.

Niciodata n-am iubit
Eu de dragoste am tot fugit
Dar baby, ochii tai m-au racorit
Oh yeahhh.

Si doar o zi de-as mai avea
Cu tine-n lume as pleca
Tu esti tot ce-am vrut
Si n-am avut
Yeahhh.
Versuri Phelipe
Video vrut

Alkaline Diss Tommy Lee Sparta Returns To Sumfest With A Bang









  • Alkaline and Tommy Lee Sparta returns to Reggae Sumfest with a big bang. The two dancehall rivals put on a show for their fans in Montego Bay on Friday night.

    The new owners of Reggae Sumfest, Downsound Entertainment, pulled off another hugely successful staging of one of the most popular reggae music festivals in the world after taking it over last year. Both Dancehall Night and International Reggae Night saw a massive turnout of fans and local artists were in fine form.

    Alkaline made a grand entrance on stage approximately 6 AM Saturday and perhaps the high point of his performance was when he dissed Tommy Lee Sparta in his backyard at the Catherine Hall Entertainment Complex. “Hey bwoy Nyammy Lee,” Alkaline said on stage as the crowd went wild. The Vendetta boss kicked off his performance with “Formula” a song that French Montana remake for his new album Jungle Rules. Alkaline even performed his Tommy Lee diss record “Red Eyes.”

    A few weeks before Sumfest, Tommy Lee Sparta made a statement warning Alkaline not to try anything in his home town Montego Bay. He even made reference to the “Champion Boy” deejay using his eyes on the cover art of his diss single “Red Eyes.” But Alka ignored the threats and did exactly what Tommy Lee Sparta told him not to.