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Verse 1
I’m just tryna leave
hickies on ya body for the photoshoot.
She half something, half black with a full Brazilian. Drive a big body Benz that don’t know no roof.
Her Ben franks chump change, think she multi millions. And the voice so seductive.
She love a man don’t need instructions.
Ex man ain’t do it justice.
Damn him baby, what’s this.
We get into it and she feel the need to cuff wrist.
You should treat me like a felon baby.
Action angles we don’t seldom tape it.
Usually in the truck, no telling lately.
To a room, we never made it.
Caught with a nude suit full leathered maiden.
Holding two scoops of melons baby.
All I heard was hold the elevator.
Chorus
I shoot the text baby, I need company.
Get ya feet wet baby, then just run to me.
Take a deep breath baby, test your lungs on me.
I’ll go sleepless baby, I need release, release, release, release.
Verse 2
Like a drive in movie, summer nights under stars.
Way the neighborhood watch shining lights in the car.
Two emergency brakes, don’t mistake ‘em at all.
One will bring us to a stop, the other breaking through walls.
I’m tryna, squeeze the thick parts.
See some things part.
Got good service baby gon’ be some missed calls.
Fenty and the Vic-tor-ria ripped offed.
To the store, get you more of what I tore, see dior as decor it’s better off on the floor. Have the fitting room clerk with an ear to the door.
Who’s tapping out girl I wish you luck.
Ain’t gotta put you against, I can pick you up.
Now Release.
Pre-chorus Sara Lugo
I shoot the text baby, I need company. Oh no no no
Can’t be waiting for ya
You better hurry
Know what you like Baby don’t worry
Chorus
I shoot the text baby, I need company.
Get ya feet wet baby, then just run to me.
Take a deep breath baby, test your lungs on me.
I’ll go sleepless baby, I need release, release, release, release.
Chorus
I shoot the text baby, I need company.
Get ya feet wet baby, then just run to me.
Take a deep breath baby, test your lungs on me.
I’ll go sleepless baby, I need release, release, release, release.
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2. |
Yams (ft. Charles X)
03:37
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For the bands ocks
Run it
Tell em where ya at and where you ain't at
want it
he didn't wanna ask how he get paid
Huuuuh
Bet he follow you on the gram
Then catch a plane out to Japan
Just To catch a brotha with his mask off
Whoa
Ima just keep it coming then Ima blast off
(Whoa)
I probably just think it's funny it's the last laugh
(Whoa)
Anne If you dont want me to keep it Frank
Then make sure you and all your homies keep the motha oven gas off (Whoa)
Feeling like I'm hearing all the same ish
Ya
So no it's not a coop it's a spaceship
ya
He be talking money but he ain't rich
Ya
They just keep a dummy crashin but the paint drip
Y ams
Music got me dead ass but the bass still jams
Your chick got a flat back but my main chick yams
And i dont think you really know the difference
Between what my press is sayin
And the brotha that I really think I am
I came up from nothin
And ain't stuck on what I pained through
Dont tell me what you wont and please dont tell me what you cant dooooo Calling cause you fighting with your lame doooood
Falling but you probably wont get saved toooo
Busy worrying bout your fame and what it ain't dooooooin
Got your numbers runnin low you need some strange fruit
Got you hanging off and waitin for the prelude
Probably gonna hate but double bet he'll probably stay tuned
Yams on my Yams on my
Ricky keep your shoes up off my motha lovin couch Darkness
who done took me out the field and let me in the house Many men claim they a man but then be actin like a mouse Lenny
Probably talking rabbit end up shot up in his mouth HENNY
Then he lookin stupid like bro what's this all about
Yams on my Yams on my
They say Dont say If its aint That Fendi Douce
Got me goin loco Ok ok
I'm the bad guy Ok ok
I'm the bad guy
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Say something
Live life be someone Say something
Live life be someone
They frontin'
Talk loud say nothing They frointin'
Talk loud say nothing
Motivate motivate that's my life work
Elevate elevate see how light work
Heal stance in my vans fancy foot work
Real fans in my lane see how love work
Coming back full circle like a fuckin boomerang Soaking up all the knowledge all the game not in vane
Pull the laces on my sneakers make another beat
See the violence on another brother in the streets
How long before we see the charges briefed
How long before his mother speak awake from grief not a sleep Hand on her chest countin the sheep soundin the beat Resounding her speech
Groundin her life in all her belief
The pain like
Woah!
You know to break ain't fashion like Woah!
You know the shift from wrong to right Woah!
Now hold your head up soldier like Woah!
You know this dream won't change my life
Bust on that, super soaker silibles that crush all rap I'm stranger in the booth but f**k all that
I'm trying to speak the truth but your ears to flat I'm trying to kick the truth man I just give facts
No stranger to the booth man I just live rap
Feeling like a loop they way it just come back
As sacred as a life man you can't take back ( you can't take back)
Motivate motivate that's my life work
Elevate elevate see how light works
Heal stance in my vans fancy foot work
Real fans in my lane see how love work
Coming back full circle like a fuckin boomerang Soaking up all the knowledge all the game not in van A poet of the moon and stars many bars
A lotus flower in the bloom of God's many yards What you seeing is the home of falls many flaws The odds that break laws and many jaws
I seek truth thru chards and pointy claws Nrsimha in the flesh with blood on many arms
Say something
Live life be someone Say something
Live life be someone
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NME
01:26
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Get crush my party yeah I’m here alone Whip lash and particals lie in my throne I wish for something to relieve this angst
So baby please ring me
I know your against me Feel like we supposed to be I am not your enemy
So baby
Ring me
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Alter Real Saint Brieuc, France
Composer with an obsessional level of perfectionism, Alter Real tries here to get rid of the pop schemes to spread the spectrum of sound exploration. The result is a more spontaneous music that, freeing itself from judgements wherever they come from, creates chemistry between the numerous influences from jazz to pop or rap. ... more
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