Emil Jensen – Vi Lyrics

Hur lyckliga kan vi bli
Vi som vet vad stjärnorna består av
Och hur magiska kan vi va
När vi vet vad hjärnorna består av

Hur älskande kan vi bli
När vi vet vad. När vi vet hur
Jag höll era hala händer
Vi byggde ett land av korthus
Jag lät era lärda läppar leda mig
Jag höll era hala händer
Vi byggde ett land av korthus
Jag lät era lärda läppar leda mig

Hur lyckliga kan vi bli
Vi som spillt på kartans alla vita fläckar
Och hur spännande kan världen bli
När vi vet vad fläckarna består av

Jag höll era hala händer
Vi byggde ett land av korthus
Jag lät era lärda läppar leda mig
Jag höll era hala händer
Vi byggde ett land av korthus
Jag lät era lärda läppar leda mig

Samma vatten genom Nilen
Inte riktigt samma droppar
Samma meningslösa skrik (aldrig samma tröst)

Samma himmel över Chile
Varje öga har sin egen
Varje steg sin egen väg

Jag höll era hala händer
Vi byggde ett land av korthus
Jag lät era lärda läppar leda mig
Jag höll era hala händer
Vi byggde ett land av korthus
Jag lät era lärda läppar leda mig
Förleda mig. Lura mig

Rick Ross – BIG TYME Lyrics

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[Intro: Swizz Beatz & Rick Ross]
God, thank you
For blessing me for everything that you’ve blessed me with
They tried to see me down, but we way up
Jesus
Oh this Swizz Beatz talking on a Just Blaze track
Rick Ross on the poetry
Ay, Just, this religious
God dammit, says
Just Blaze

[Verse 1: Rick Ross & Swizz Beatz]
Surviving R. Kelly, registered pedophiles (Damn)
Tried to feed all my niggas and spread the cheddar ’round (God damn)
Gotta castle in Cali where I quote the Qu’ran
It’s a mansion full of gods ’til I pass the baton
I bow my head (Bow my head), you know what’s next (Wooh)
I say my prayers (Wooh), hands across my chest (God damn)
Breaking shackles, I’m that nigga disobeying his master (Oh)
Paper chasing, standing still is a fuckin’ disaster (Oh)
Emmett Till (Emmett Till), cement shoes (Damn)
Can I live? My mamma rent due (Wooh)
Penal systems come to the Source, Benzino of C Notes (Oh)
G don’t wanna see it unless it’s Moschino (Wooh)
It ain’t really real until it’s a kilo (Damn)
I just spoke to Meech, I think I’m Pacino
(Say it again)
I just spoke to Meech, I think I’m Pacino (Ross)

[Chorus: Rick Ross, Swizz Beatz & Both]
Big time, I just do it big time (Hey)
All my niggas really do it big time (God damn)
Lil’ niggas, but we do it big time (Big time)
Started with a nickel rock, now I’m big time
Big time (Big time), big time (Say What)
Looking in the mirror, nigga yeah you’re big time (Ladies and gentleman)
They hated on you, dawg but you’re big time (God dammit)
Talk behind your back ’cause you’re big time (God dammit)
Big time (Wooh), big time (Wooh)
You a bad bitch, shawty but you’re big time
Yeah, you got small feet but you’re big time (Hey)
Bad bitches, big time
Real niggas gotta do it big time (Big time)
Two seater (Woohoo), big time (Oh)
Throw the keys to the bitch, nigga big time
Big time, big time, big time, big time, big time
My momma gotta come to me because I’m big time (Wooh)
Big time, real nigga, big time (Hey)
I don’t give a fuck, bitch ’cause I’m big time (Big time)
Til the day I die, I swear to God I’m big time
Amen (Amen Ross)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross & Swizz Beatz]
I pray somebody tell you ’bout these bumpy roads (Woo)
Only maps to follow is your bible quotes (Yes)
And all them things your grandmother and father spoke (Yes)
I watch your actions not just captions in the shit you post (Jesus)
Cappin’ on niggas, that shit’ll get you smoked (Oh)
But if you rap a lil’ different, that shit’ll get you more (Woo)
Just like baggin’ them nickels up and down different coasts (Ah)
I be stackin’ them tickets, I’m tryna sit with HOV (Oh)
I be stackin’ my tickets, I’m tryna sit with HOV (A billi’)
I was washing the dishes, but now I get to toast (Woah)
I’m the talk of the bitches while they sippin’ mimosas (What’s up?)
We could gossip ’bout the digits, discuss a few numbers (Talk to me)
Too many losses inside the trenches, don’t let this become us (Wow)
Big time, Maybach Music (God damn)
I just got a crib in Chile to chill a few summers (God damn)
Or catch me out in Haiti, still running up numbers (God damn)
If I look into your eyes, then I made you a promise
Miami Heat, I rep like my name was Udonis (Damn)

[Chorus 2: Rick Ross, Swizz Beatz & Both]
Looking in the mirror, nigga yeah you’re big time (Damn)
They hated on you, dawg but you’re big time (Oh)
Talk behind your back ’cause you’re big time
(Wo wo wo wo wo)
Big time (Big time), big time (Hey)
You a bad bitch, shawty but you’re big time (What’s up)
Yeah, you got small feet but you’re big time
Bad bitches, big time
Real niggas gotta do it big time
Two seater (Woo), big time
Throw the keys to the bitch, nigga big time
Big time (Woo), big time
My barber gotta come to me because I’m big time
Big time (Woo), real nigga, big time (What’s up)
I don’t give a fuck, bitch ’cause I’m big time
Til the day I die, I swear to God I’m big time

[Outro: Swizz Beat]
I know you’re big time
It’s your time to shine

Maybach Music

Queen – Bring Back That Leroy Brown Lyrics

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!

[Verse 1]
Bet your bottom dollar bill you’re a playboy, yeah, yeah!
Daddy cool, with a ninety dollar smile (oh yeah)
Took my money out of gratitude
And he get right out of town
Well, I got to getty up steady up, shoot him down
Got to hit that latitude, babe

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!

[Verse 2]
Big, bad Leroy Brown – he got no common sense
No, no, he got no brains, but he sure got to lot of style
Can’t stand no more in this, here, jail
I got to rid myself of this sentence
Got to get out of the heat, step into the shade
Got to get me there dead or alive, babe
Woo, woo, big, bad Leroy, woo, woo
Woo, woo, big, bad Leroy Brown

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!

[Verse 3]
Big mama Lulu Belle – she had a nervous breakdown
She had a nervous breakdown
Leroy’s taken her honey chile away
But she met him down at the station, ooo-hoo
Put a shotgun to his head, and, unless I be mistaken
This is what she said
Big bad big boy, big bad Leroy Brown
I’m going to get that cutie pie

[Chorus]
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah!

[Verse 4]
Big bad caused a mighty fine sensation, yeah, yeah!
Gone and got himself elected President
(We want Leroy for President)
Next time you got to hit a bitty baddy weather
This time like a shimmy shammy leather
He’s a big boy, bad boy Leroy
I don’t care where you get him from

[Outro]
Bring that big, bad Leroy back
Want him back

Vic Sadot – Broadside Balladeer lyrics

I remember the year that Broadside Balladeer
Took his own life away, so they say…
Now I still long to hear him singing true and clear
How I miss that Broadside Balladeer!

Chorus:
So I’m gonna say it now!
I can’t say it when I’m gone
Let us not speak falsely now
For we must be movin’ on
Is there anybody home?
Is there anybody here?
To be true to a Broadside Balladeer!

In the dark of the night, he would stay awake and write
At the rallies he would raise us with a song!
He would roam through the land, and like Woody he would stand
Cause he wanted people’s struggles to be strong! [Chorus]

Just a boy in Ohio grew up so he had to go
Steppin’ outside of a small circle of friends
Surely as the Changes came he would shame the Chords of Fame
When he called on us to try and make amends [Chorus]

Seems like just the other day, he went down to see Chile
Victor Jara and he sang side by side!
Itt, the cia, and the Junta had their way
But the dream they tried to kill still hasn’t died! [Chorus]

Sasha Lopez – Vida Linda (feat. Ale Blake & Angelika Vee)

Go on n lemme love ya
Don’t say no to paradise
We young n lonely, oh yeah
Don’t say no close your eyes

If u like what u see come n gimme that rumba
It’s hot but we always stay cool in the summer
And everyone feels it from Chile to Cuba
The rhythm the moonling, taking us over

O Vida Linda
Vem pra mim eu quero você

Go on n lemme love ya
Don’t say no to paradise
We young n lonely, oh yeah
Don’t say no close your eyes

If u like what u see come n gimme that rumba
It’s hot but we always stay cool in the summer
And everyone feels it from Chile to Cuba
The rhythm the moonling, taking us over

O Vida Linda
Vem pra mim eu quero você

G-EAZY – Wave lyrics

Count my blessings, not my flaws
Leveled up now I’m a boss
I double bag from every loss
So worry not at all, ‘cuz I’m on a wave
I’m on a wave
I’m on a wave
Watch me rise like the tide
They all want to ride the wave

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Back and fourth inside of my head, how I debate it
Ironic you’ll be surrounded, but still feel isolated
The gift and curse of a celebrity, asked if I would trade it
Not time for that I got work to do, so the question waited
Im on my way up if you don’t know it
But there’s no direction to get where I’m going
My life is hard to relate to, so I don’t talk to no one
I’m moving like an 18-wheeler, all this weight I’m towing
I just happened to make it, I was the one to blow
Fly from Chile to Vegas, I got another show
Every night a new city, we always on the road
Get assistance from substances so it doesn’t show
Breaking bread with my day ones, we out in [?]
[?] put the work in, we follow protocol
You think you know, but you only know what I show to y’all
We want the world coming for it all
You Know?

[Chrous: Rexx Life Raj]
Count my blessings, not my flaws
Leveled up now I’m a boss
I double bag from every loss
So worry not at all, ‘cuz I’m on a wave
I’m on a wave
I’m on a wave
Watch me rise like the tide
They all want to ride the wave

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
My first verse is my most vulnerable
My biggest fear is getting comfortable
[?]
20 people I don’t know all in the studio
Just to text all their friends about who they chilling ’round
It’s six in the morning bitch, why you still around?
If I fell off tomorrow, would you stick around?
This money won’t make itself, gotta get it now
I don’t got now hobby, all I do is work
If I feel like I’m slipping, start to go berserk
Because they know my potential, what I’m capable of
This is my life, I could not make it up
[?] moments for later, to put in my [?]
They watch for my [?] inside of it
Chasing my dreams and I finally think that I’m getting closer
For the past five years, been on this roller coaster

[Chrous: Rexx Life Raj & (G-Eazy)]
Count my blessings, not my flaws
Leveled up now I’m a boss
I double bag from every loss
So worry not at all, ‘cuz I’m on a wave
I’m on a wave
I’m on a wave
Watch me rise like the tide
They all want to ride the wave (one more time)

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
Took care of my momma
Came a long way from the Honda
Grew up on Dre, now she eat Benihana with Wanda
From the bay, I tell ya, there’s something in the water
If the [?] and six frames, don’t even bother
The view from my balcony, you have to come see this
I californicate models, like Anthony Kiedis
To make it in music now, you have to be genius
[?] Christian Bale when he shot the machine [?]
[?] presidential [?] all because my point is exceptional
Remember back when no one understood me
I wondered what it could be
Life turned into everything it should be
You know?

Vida linda – Sasha Lopez feat. Ale Blake letra

Letra Sasha Lopez – Vida linda

Vida linda

Go on n lemme love ya
Don’t say no
To paradise
We young n lonely, oh yeahh
Versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t say no
Close your eyes.

If u like what u see come n gimme that rumba
It’s hot but we always stay cool in the summer
And everyone feels it from Chile to Cuba
The rhythm the moonling, taking us over.

O Vida Linda
Vem pra mim eu quero voce. (x4)

Go on n lemme love ya
Don’t say no
To paradise
We young n lonely, oh yeahh
Versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t say no
Close your eyes.

If u like what u see come n gimme that rumba
It’s hot but we always stay cool in the summer
And everyone feels it from Chile to Cuba
The rhythm the moonling, taking us over.

O Vida Lindaaa
Vem pra mim eu quero voceee. (x4)
Versuri Sasha Lopez
Video linda