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Lyrics Fergie – Like it ain t nuttin

Hey, what’cha gonna do when I step in the room?
Betcha y’all ballers gonna rock to the tune
Betcha y’all ballers gonna rock to the tune
Get down to the beat and rock to the tune
What’cha gonna do when I step in the place?
Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass
Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass
I, I get money all day, baby
Like it ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Spend that money, baby
Like it ain t nuttin, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
All day, all day, baby
Like it ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Roll up in the ghost, baby
Like it ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’.

Not, not a, not, not a damn thing, swimming in green
Diamond on the neck, got a diamond on the ring
Cash rules everything around me, cream
Dolla, dolla bills all around me, me
I don’t mean to brag, I don’t mean to boast
I didn’t mean to roll up to the club in the ghost
I didn’t mean to pull out a bottle of the mo
Do the champagne shower spread, spraying on the clothes.

I didn’t mean to hurt ’em, I didn’t mean to kill ’em
I didn’t mean to make 10, 20, 100 million
And ever since I made it, I been murdered on the ceiling
I know why they be hatin’, cause I be ..
And now I’m cold, cool and cold, chilling like a villain
They feeling my diamonds, the gold on my grillin
I smile like I swallowed a jeweler
I’m ill and I’m sick with the paper my bank keep on filling, uhhh.

What’cha gonna do when I step in the room?
Betcha y’all ballers gonna rock to the tune
Betcha y’all ballers gonna rock to the tune
Get down to the beat and rock to the tune
What’cha gonna do when I step in the place?
Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass
Bet you errbody gonna rock to the bass
I, I get money all day, baby
Like it ain t nuttin, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Spend that money, baby
Like it ain t nuttin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
All day, all day, baby
Like it ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Roll up in the ghost, baby
Like it ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’.

Not, not a, not, not a damn thing, swimming in Lou
Swimming in fashion, gotta stay cute
I kill ’em if I show ’em my birthday suit
I kill ’em when I roll up in my Merce’ Coupe
I don’t mean to show off, I don’t mean to floss
I don’t mean to be the head chick and the boss
I didn’t mean to buy up the whole damn bar
I didn’t mean to spend it like what, what it cost?
I didn’t mean to whip out the keys to the city
I didn’t mean to dress so fresh and pretty.

I’m talkin’ ’bout my ladies, rub on your pretties
Yeah, I said it, rub on your pretties
Ladies, rub on your cuties
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Yeah, honey, I said it, rub on your cuties
Don’t mean to hang with these ladies with booties
We loud and we crazy like we in a movie.

What’cha gonna do when I step in the room?
Betcha y’all ballers gonna rock to the tuneee.
Fergie lyrics
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Letra Pablo Alboran – No vaya a ser

No hay reglas para amar, no hay forma de acertar
solo pretendo ser tu mejor verdad.
Pero tú vienes y te vas, y yo alerto al corazón,
si te vas a quedar, no entenderé otro adiós.
Que el hambre que tienes se olvida de las mordidas que ya le dio a mi vida.(no vaya a ser)

No vaya a ser que te quiera y te vuelvas a ir,
no vaya a seeer que me enamore aún más de ti.
No vaya a ser que me equivoque y te vuelva a perder,
no vaya a seeer que me caiga otra vez.

Te juro que intenté no verte en otra piel
vacío en el papel mi rabia y mi ser.
Espero no llevar la cruz de perdonar
a quién no me hace bien y juega a marear.
El tiempo no borra, ni esconde tanta despedida,
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no busques más salida.

No vaya a seeer que te quiera y te vuelvas a ir,
no vaya a seeer que me enamore aún más de ti.
No vaya a seeer que me equivoque y te vuelva a perder,
no vaya a seeer que me caiga otra vezzz. (x2)
Pablo Alboran letras
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Sean Paul and Masicka team up for the “High Yes (Remix).”

The ganja anthem was produced by ZJ Liquid and features the two dancehall stars trading bars about smoking the highest grade. “Life too short fi mi worry bout war with no boy / From life there mi can enjoy / Give me the trees give me the surplus supply / Because mi well want fi fly high up in a the sky high,” Sean Paul deejay over the dancehall beat.

Both Sean Paul and Masicka are having huge success in dancehall this year. SP has been riding a wave of resurgence in the genre for the last two years and even scoring a Billboard number one single last year with his feature on “Cheap Thrills” with Sia. Masicka also score a few notable hits this year including a track with Vybz Kartel, “InfraRed.”

Lyrics Justin Stone – Facade

Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Might just, might just, might just go out
Yeah, yeah.(facade)

Might just go out to Cali’ and be on MTV
All peel work, you SoundCloud rappers ain’t my breed
I say seize, homies shootin’, I say cheese
I know, I know, I am over
Boy see me, jump overseas
Ego feeling like Texas
Told these women, “Don’t test us”
I got diamonds here waiting
Hailey came in a Lexus
No hands on the wheel
No idea I was ahead of me
One day, get that matte black and my top down like Kennedy
And we.

Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper thinks he’s relevant
Everybody talkin’ like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he’s relevant
Everybody talkin’ like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah, we see the facade.

Okay, okay, okay
I been clearing out the hard drive
Too many bangers in the archive
Even when I had the 9 to 5
Never gave music the part-time
Bars like I’m doing hard time
All my s**t fan-fucking-tastic
The best of it gettin’ cut and mastered
Make way for a fucking classic
You don’t know what I got under wraps
With the singles, I could make ’em double back
Carry this s**t like a running back
And the huddles at where my bruddas at
Keep a couple stacks in a duffle bag
When we on the road, you never know
Women out, they love to blow, f**k it let it snow
Still, I got the coldest lines in the room.

Okay, okay, okay
Rap used to be about the music
Now it’s who got the best costume
Act a fool and you might get signed
Dotted line but no bottom line
Ballin’ out on a fuckin’ loan
Talk your s**t but you all be lyin’
Big digits like army time, we gunnin’ for it
All the fame s**t is unimportant
On the bill, I’m the one supportin’
But on the field, I’m the one that’s scorin’
On the real, I go dumb recordin’
If it slap good, I got somethin’ for you
You could sleep on it like global warming
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But don’t ignore it.

Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Yeah, your favorite rapper thinks he’s relevant
Everybody talkin’ like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facaaade
Might just, might just, might just blow up for the heck of it
Your favorite rapper thinks he’s relevant
Everybody talkin’ like they got it like they hella rich
But we see the facade, yeah we see the facaaade
Yeah, yeah, we see the facade, yeah, we see the facaaade
Yeahhhh.
Justin Stone lyrics
Video Justin Stone

Lyrics Skan – Mia Khalifa

Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it low
Watch ’em panties hit the floor
Way she whinin’, way she naughty
Got me losin’ all control
Shawty make sheets wet slay
Way she suck it make me pray
Oh lord, just back it up and put that
Put that pus*y on my face.
Mia Khalifa, Mia, Mia
Think about it
Yeah see I wanna be ah me
Mia nobody hotter she ah
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Pretty thick, Mia, Mia
Think about it
Yeah see I wanna be ah me
Mia nobody hotter she ahhh.

You crazy
I wanna touch, I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
Tryna get it, get it good
I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
I wanna touch, I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
Put that, put that pus*y on my..

Put that, put that pus*y on my..

You crazy
I wanna touch, I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
Tryna get it, get it good
I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
I wanna touch, I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
Put that, put that pus*y on my..

Put that, put that pus*y on my
You crazy

Mia Khalifa, Mia, Mia
Yo give me a chance I’ll show you something you ain’t ever seen before
Let’s make it happen Mia.

I want your touch
I want that a*s, I want those tits
Body silky, want that cookie
Got your milky drink on this
While I bang this the type of song to turn a porn star on
Drippin’ through her thong like a foreign, like ’em dumb.

Mia Khalifa, Mia, Mia
Think about it
Yeah see I wanna be ah me
Mia nobody hotter she ah
Pretty thick, Mia, Mia
Think about it
Yeah see I wanna be ah me
Mia nobody hotter she ah.

You crazy
I wanna touch, I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
Tryna get it, get it good
I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
I wanna touch, I wanna kiss, I wanna f*ck
Put that, put that pus*y on my..

Put that, put that pus*y on my
Put that, put that pus*y on myyy.
Skan lyrics
Video Khalifa