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Tuesday, November 2, 2021

川渝陷阱

BO$$ X & L4WUDU

GENRE

Rap

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APPLE MUSIC

AMAZON MUSIC

DEEZER

INTRO：WESCHEN
YO 我是WESCHEN
在2017年我去了成都去了重庆
问了大家什么是TRAP
但现在 It’s 2021

HOOK
重庆雄起
重庆雄起
重庆雄起
重庆雄起

成都雄起
成都雄起顶满
成都雄起
成都雄起

顶满顶满顶满
顶满顶满顶满
顶满顶满诶
重庆重庆成都成都
川渝川渝陷阱陷阱
重庆重庆成都成都顶满 YEAH

VERSE 1
All these rappers
瓜的瓜母的母
洋的洋土的土
甜的甜苦的苦
GL8或者是五米五

ALWAYS WIN I NEVER LOSE
最屌的来自勒里你们不得不服
OUT HERE THEY BE LIKE WOO
You ain’t bout this life最好回去读书

出门在外老子从来不哒扑爬
因我的社会关系十分复杂
只要老子拿起手机打个电话
你们全部只有盯着完全拿我没法

US
越来越发达
你是烟屁股
遭踩到地上摩擦
爬
少跟我假打
我跟你不熟不要跟我说话

Kill Them All
音量最大开着窗

Money more
I do anything I want

HOOK
重庆雄起
重庆雄起
重庆雄起
重庆雄起

成都雄起
成都雄起顶满
成都雄起
成都雄起

顶满顶满顶满
顶满顶满顶满
顶满顶满诶
重庆重庆成都成都
川渝川渝陷阱陷阱
重庆重庆成都成都顶满 YEAH

VERSE 2
出门挂Chainz 3根儿Gold
小弟娃儿全部都喊老子哥老倌
库里南上面要放老子歌单
我吐你趴口水歪脚杆都缩边边
来顶级的Trap来炸得你冒烟烟
跑得脱妈脑壳从地面到天边
占领到所有的地盘我超得转超得转超得转
搞不懂求大爷给你解释带起VVS
兄弟伙超得很必须整帅
老子们不听EDM
你们的天花板太矮咯
我们的脚底下踩的是臭氧层
我们啷个耍啷个耍
给你们脸上都写个哈
你们去抽我们烟锅巴
023 028 给你发Trap
其他的过来给我们刷碗
把你们朋友圈全部刷满
体育馆都要给你们炸散
Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap 的Money
Dance Dance Dance Dance
Bang Bang Bang
We Gang Gang Gang
你们快点闪闪闪闪闪

HOOK
重庆雄起
重庆雄起
重庆雄起
重庆雄起

成都雄起
成都雄起顶满
成都雄起
成都雄起

顶满顶满顶满
顶满顶满顶满
顶满顶满诶
重庆重庆成都成都
川渝川渝陷阱陷阱
重庆重庆成都成都顶满 YEAH

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Tuesday, November 9, 2021

Country Joe McDonald - Quiet Days in Clichy lyrics

Quiet Days in Clichy

Country Joe McDonald

GENRE

Rock

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APPLE MUSIC

AMAZON MUSIC

DEEZER

This is a soundtrack, title song from a film called Quiet Days in Clichy

Come on people and listen to me
I'll tell you the story of Carl and Joey
The girls they fucked and the women they laid
This is the story of the love they made

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

Now don't get excited, be patient please
Put your hand on your lover's knee
And during this song if you get a chance
Put your hand inside her pants

So come on people and listen to me
I'll tell you the story of the Place Clichy
So come and let us spend a while
With Joey and his French friend Carl

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

There were two girls from the café
We picked both of them up one day
We took both of them to our flat
And the red-headed one gave Carl the clap

The dark-haired girl took off her shoe
She smiled at Joey and then she was through
He tried everything but just as luck
The one from Jamaica just wouldn't fuck

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

Little Colette she has no sense
Serving the breakfast without her pants
Spoiling the coffee and burning the eggs
All of her brains are between her legs

Baby Colette she's go no sense
Sweeping the floor and making a mess
Doing the dishes, ironing the clothes
What she's thinking, God only knows

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

The sad-eyed girl from the grocery store
Her American husband didn't love her anymore
He deserted her, he vanished away
And she wants to speak English now night and day

They would go to a movie and then for a walk
And to the apartment for some fun and talk
She could sleep with one or she could sleep with the other
As long as they spoke English it really didn't matter

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

Then there was Jean from the Herald Tribune
Bringing bottles of wine up to their room
They could squeeze her tits and rub her crack
But the thought of fucking drove her quite mad

At the thought of a cock inside her cunt
She would always begin to smash the place up
She would scream and yell and holler and cry
And then come back for another try

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

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Thursday, December 2, 2021

cupcakKe - Marge Simpson lyrics

Marge Simpson

cupcakKe

GENRE

Rap

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APPLE MUSIC

AMAZON MUSIC

DEEZER

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh-oh, baby
Oh, no-no, no, no-no
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, baby
Oh, no-no, no, no-no

[Pre-Chorus]
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big pimpin'
Walk up in the bank, limpin' (Oh yeah, yeah-yeah)
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson (Mmm)

[Chorus]
Marge Simpson, Ma-Ma, Marge Simpson (On God)
Marge Simpson, you can call me Marge Simpson (Yeah, yeah)
Big pimpin', get the money then dip
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson

[Verse 1]
Man, why you keep textin' my phone?
Leave me alone
Boy, I do not want your dick
I see that nigga, he thirsty as fuck, I ain't givin' him shit
Better swallow his spit
All that lurkin' on my motherfuckin' page
‘till it’s oops, I ain't mean to like that pic
Took him to Victoria Secret, and bought him somе bras
Since he love to act likе a bitch (Hahaha)
I got a type, and it ain't you
I like them niggas who spendin' that cash
I like them fat Homer Simpson ass niggas, that feed me the fat in this ass (Bling)
Bitch, I'm expensive, don't bring me nothin' on the floor, I want everything locked in a glass
Then we fuckin' fast, take him to the back of the store, then he bustin' a hole in my mask
Now give me your money, dummy
I don't wanna hear what you cannot afford
We back in his car, he complaining how I spent all his money, I said, "Can you pass me the aux cord?"
I don't wanna hear that shit, be near that shit
What the fuck do you niggas be thinkin'?
Gotta wear a sleep mask, every time I fuck him, so I won't see him cum quicker than I be blinkin' (Mmm)

[Pre-Chorus]
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big pimpin'
Walk up in the bank, limpin' (Oh yeah, yeah-yeah)
Big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Big, big pimpin' (Big pimpin')
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson (Mmm)

[Chorus]
Marge Simpson, Ma-Ma, Marge Simpson (On God)
Marge Simpson, you can call me Marge Simpson (Yeah, yeah)
Big pimpin', get the money then dip
Money stack up so tall, look like the hair on Marge Simpson

[Verse 2]
I don't want your man, darling
Even though I could take him so damn quick
I done sat up on his sack five times
After he done bought me the whole damn Saks Fifth
Feeling like Taylor when I get this money 'cause I spend it so, so swift
'Cause I only check for niggas with big bags, like an airport trip
You know my aesthetic, we could do credit, debit
Make sure the receipt get shredded
'Cause he got a girl at home, and if she come for me, somebody come for her, the paramedics
Yeah, I said it, text it, DeJ Loaf
Nigga better know to come full breaded (That money)
Put a stack of money on the bottom of my sneakers, that's how a real bitch walk up in wedges
And he could die today, day or tomorrow, I won't even give no fuck
I just hope nobody throwin' him a funeral, 'cause I could use those bucks
I'ma make him turn into his grave, I ain't givin' no apologies
If anything, when I buy the Prada with his cards, that motherfucker better be proud of me (That motherfucker better be proud of me)

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah (That motherfucker better be proud of me)
Oh, oh-oh, baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, no-no, no, no-no
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, baby
Oh, no-no, no, no-no (That motherfucker better be proud of me)