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Thursday, May 20, 2021

Dangerous by Big Red lyrics

Dangerous

Big Red

GENRE
Rap
[Intro: Anthony B]
Big Red, Anthony B
Dangerous
Do watch our size, we are
We are
Dangerous
XXX do watch our size, we are
We are
Dangerous

[Couplet 1: Anthony B]
I know we are from different mothers
Don’t understand each other
I know our colour is not the same
The same, the same, the same
Learn at different culture
And at different paper
But its blood run to our vein, our vein
So I tell you Sir

[Refrain : Big Red & Anthony B (*2)]
Ne déverse plus ta haine
Ce sont les mômes qui prennent
Ce sont les mères qui peinent
No more war
Dangerous
No more war

[Couplet 2: Big Red & Anthony B]
Radical, Redical, partout y a des conflits oh non
Qui peut dire où est-ce que nous finiront
No more war
No, no no no
No more war
Bestial, immoral, tout sauf religieux again
Pour le duel des dieux, on retrouve les mêmes
No more war
No, no no no more
No more war
They drop bombs on humanity
Ils élargissent leur territoire, défendent la patrie, Lord
Still I got no fear for atomic energy
Ils font l’argent, ils créent les lois, ils contrôlent ta vie

[Pont : Anthony B]
War is not the answer
No more war
No more war

[Refrain : Big Red & Anthony B (*2)]
Ne déverse plus ta haine
Ce sont les mômes qui prennent
Ce sont les mères qui peinent
No more war
Dangerous
No more war

[Couplet 3: Big Red & Anthony B]
Anthony B, Daddy Big Red
Tout l’temps en mission, prennent le microphone pour les innocents dead
Yaka yaka yaka yo
Plus t’as compris moins t’as saisi
Dis-moi que peux tu faire, te tenir en mode survie face aux fusils
Yaka yaka yaka yo
Fallait que tout l’monde raisonne
One love we need to spawn, Sir
Fallait que tout l’monde donne
Que les gens pensent
Ou bien nous questionnent
S’interrogent sur la personne qui nous conduit

[Pont : Anthony B]
War is not the answer
No more war
Dangerous
No more war

[Outro: Big Red & Anthony B]
Do watch our size, we are
We are
Dangerous
XXX watch our size, we are
Big Red, Anthony B, yeah/i>
Même si le globe est rouge sang
Que l’espoir part au vent
Dangerous/i>
C’est fier, en vie, tranchant
Que la vraie nature revienne, j’attends
Do all that we livin’ in today yo/i>

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Monday, June 21, 2021

BIG GAS by Lil Darkie lyrics

BIG GAS

Lil Darkie

GENRE
Rap
[Intro: Lil Darkie & Isaiah Malik]
AAAAHHHH
Did he just make this shorter?
Finna rap all my shit again

[Isaiah Malik]
Ayy!
The bigger the money, the bigger the bank
You niggas shooting them blanks, yuh
Imma keep two in the tank, yuh
Imma keep two in the tank, yuh

I need a boot tripping, if imma shoot imma keep you in my range, yuh
He Danny Phantom, i'm Gray, yuh
He blow up ghosts from the tank, yuh
You just a fuck nigga licking my boots and i'll tell you the truth, hey yeah
I couldn't fuck with a stranger
I couldn't-

I got Mary Jane in the safe call me Big Bank Budda
Leave a bigger stain, i had him singing hallelujah
He ain't got a brand that's why he looking so peculiar, who's ya?
Better run 'cause imma leave a pool of, blood on my hands
It's a gun in my pants
Everyone look at my face
I'm Bobby The Builder
Put a tool on my waist
I'm finna shoot up the place
Imma smoke the red no KitKat
Tell me what's a dog to a big cat?
Kick back in a strawberry ship, but a nigga really jumping and he really can't wrench that

[Lil Darkie]
Big gas, big shit
Talk mess, get your wig split
Hollow tips hit
All 'em kids grip, big gats, big sticks
Big blunts and we rip cunts
Took a trip once

Now she talking 'bout i'm different
Gas that you be whiffing, i be ripping, i be spliffing
Rapping like egyptian
Put the smoke inside my ribs and-

I might learn to cope
Or i might buy a light and turn to dope

Big gas all what i smoke
Look at me flow, hope i don't, hope i don't choke
Look what i wrote, look what i, look what i spit
Walking a, walking a trip

I'm on that bat, i'm on her, i'm on her back
Imma get buzz in her crack
Look at that white, white in a, white in a line
She on that shit all the time
I do not fuck with, i do not fuck with that shit i'm too high
In my, lane swerving down the 5

Smoking that green, i'm with the team
I might, be on that Bangtan shit
Don't got what it take to fit in
I'm on that face it bitch shit
They on that racist pig shit
She on that basic bitch shit
Get what i made, a big splash
I be that rain, that big gas

Big gas x6
Big gas, big shit
Talk mess, get your wig split
Hollow tips hit
All 'em kids grip, big gats, big sticks
Big blunts and we rip cunts
Took a trip once, i got big luck
AAAYYYYYY!

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Tuesday, August 31, 2021

Cancún by Ace OG lyrics

Cancún

Ace OG

GENRE
Rap
[Intro]
(Brrr)
(Bih, bih)
Uh (Phew, phew, phew)
Yeah (Bih, bih)
Ayy
Ayy (Ayy, Cancún)
Ayy (Yeah, ayy)

[Chorus]
Walk around with them bills
Walk 'round with them bills (Yeah)
Walk 'round with them bills (Walk around them bills)
Fuckin' on your thot, we in Cancún (We in Cancún) (Huh)
Hittin' on this thot and I know her dude (And I know her dude)
Hittin' on this thot and I know her dude (Smash, smash, huh) (And I know her dude)
Fuckin' on your thot and I know her dude (And I know her dude) (What)
Gucci snakes (Gucci snakes)
Prada bag (Prada bag)
Number (N)ine (Number (N)ine)
Red rag (Slatt, slatt, what)

[Verse 1]
(Phew, phew, bih)
White gold (White gold)
Piguet (What, huh)
I fucked that bitch, you better not forget (Nah, nah)
Diamonds on me came from Elliot (Ice)
Money jumpin' off the buildin' like a bitch (Slatt, slatt)
Money jumpin' off the buildin' like a bitch (Bih)
Money jumpin' off the buildin' like a bitch (Slatt, slatt, slatt) (What, what)
Girl, you know that I always do that shit (Do that shit, what) (What)
I'm with yo bitch and she suck my dick (And she suck my dick)
Shawty pop a pill, yeah, she on a trip (Yeah, she on a pill)
I got so much drip on me that I might slip (Huh, what)
Talkin' hieroglyphics (Huh, what) (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Walk around with them bills
Walk 'round with them bills (Yeah)
Walk 'round with them bills (Walk around them bills)
Fuckin' on your thot, we in Cancún (We in Cancún) (Huh)
Hittin' on this thot and I know her dude (And I know her dude) (Huh)
Hittin' on this thot and I know her dude (Smash, smash, huh) (And I know her dude)
Fuckin' on your thot and I know her dude (And I know her dude) (What)
Gucci snakes (Gucci snakes) (What)
Prada bag (Prada bag) (Huh)
Number (N)ine (Number (N)ine)
Red rag (Slatt, slatt, what) (Bih)

[Verse 2]
Number (N)ine (Huh)
Red bag (Red bag)
Number (N)ine (Number (N)ine)
Red bag (Yeah)
Gucci snakes (Huh)
Prada bag (Prada) (Huh, what)
Number (N)ine, uh, uh
Red flag (Red flag)
I'm rockin' red ice (Ah, ahh) (Yeah)
I drink red Sprite (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Sprite)
Drinkin' red Sprite (Yeah) (Huh)
Don't stop at red lights (Nah, nah, nah) (Yeah, huh)
Got the Rolly with the time (What) (Tick, tick, tick, tick)
Yeah, I feel so cold just like wintertime (Huh, what)
I'm a young bitch, but I'm in my prime (What, huh)
Try to play me, you gon' get hit by my slime (Slatt, slatt) (Nah, nah, slatt)
All this lean be killin' me, it got me dyin' (Yeah, yeah) (Damn)
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Walk around with them bills
Walk 'round with them bills (Yeah) (Yeah)
Walk 'round with them bills (Walk around them bills)
Fuckin' on your thot, we in Cancún (We in Cancún) (Huh)
Hittin' on this thot and I know her dude (And I know her dude)
Hittin' on this thot and I know her dude (Smash, smash, huh) (And I know her dude)
Fuckin' on your thot and I know her dude (And I know her dude) (What)
Gucci snakes (Gucci snakes) (Ooh)
Prada bag (Prada bag) (Okay)
Number (N)ine (Number (N)ine) (Let's go)
Red rag (Slatt, slatt, what) (Brrr)

[Outro]
My stummy hurt (Bah, bah) (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
My stummy hurt
My stummy hurt (Chyeah)
My stummy hurt
My stu– (Slatt, slatt)
Shit's fuckin' stupid (Way)
(Mmm, ayy)

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Wednesday, October 13, 2021

Bad Blood by The Young Professionals lyrics

Bad Blood

The Young Professionals

GENRE
Pop
[Verse 1]
Red blood, red blood
You're empty and sad
Red blood, bad blood
Your mommy and dad
White skin, white skin
You don’t know the state I'm in
Red blood, sweet cherry
Enough to care about to marry

[Verse 2]
White skin, big dic-di-di-i-i-i-i-i-i
You're so nice, it makes me sick
White skin, back door
You’re getting harder to ignore
Red blood, bad blood
Bad influence way beyond
Red blood, bad blood
I'll call you Betty if you call me Ann

[Chorus]
Red blood, blue car
I want you close, you kick me far
Bad blood, good cop
Please let me in or kick me out

[Verse 1]
Red blood, red blood
You're empty and sad
Rеd blood, bad blood
Your mommy and dad
White skin, white skin
You don't know the statе I'm in
Red blood, sweet cherry
Enough to care about to marry

[Chorus]
Red blood, blue car
I want you close, you kick me far
Bad blood, good cop
Please let me in or kick me out
Red blood, blue car
I want you close, you kick me far
Bad blood, good cough
Please let me in or kick me out

[Outro]
Oh, kick me out
Oh, just kick me out
Oh, good cop
Please kick me out

"Daddy! Daddy!""What, baby?"
"Blood!"

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Without Me by KIDZ BOP Kids lyrics

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