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Lyrics Kodak Black – Boost my ego

It’s that project baby
.. fit in, you know what I mean
They ‘gon try take your bands and this money
S**t coming in fast
They know we ain’t got a blueprint of this s**t
We just came into this s**t (boost my ego).

Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the ..
Rover .., I trap out the spot
Her mans ..
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case.

All I know, I didn’t steal
I buried all the credit cards
She won’t have me in the kitchen, selling hard and doing fraud
Took me out the ‘jects now I’m flying private jets, nigga
Remember snatching chains, I got my own around my neck, nigga
I caught five kidnapping, but I ain’t no babysitter
I caught five kidnapping, how you let me take you, nigga
Posted on the ugly, jump out go to busting
My baby mama dusting, I’m a little one out here, ..
Skrrt, skrrt, pull up in a Vert, call it a pull .., ayy
Pull up in a Wraith, they be like “Who is that”?
Pulling up in luxury, thank God, ain’t no more struggling
I’m rolling and I be duffeling
You under arrest, I’m cuffing it.

Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the ..
Rover .., I trap out the spot
Her mans ..
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case.

I just beat the case, I’m riding in a double R
Spead your cheese with your people, gotta feed the scar
I bought my momma and my brothers, them, another car
At first I’m playing with this s**t but now I’m going hard
It’s like my baby momma feel like she the superstar
I threw away the Fossil watch and bought an Audemars
Was in the .. now I’m riding in the luxury car
I was off the chain, now I’m yanking on the charge
I was riding Suzuki, ayy
Now I’m acting boujee, ayy
Now I’m .. for it
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I’m just ’bout my music
No more shooting
.. popping wheelies on the bench
Can’t be thugging no more, homie, I stay in a mansion
I’m on Mollys and the Xannies feeling extravagant
Took my off the ugly corner, I’m riding panoramic
Hate the way I’m transitioning, I’m caught for thugging
This when I was headfirst, I wasn’t getting no money.

Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the ..
Rover .., I trap out the spot
Her mans ..
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case
Yeahhh.(boost my ego)
Kodak Black lyrics
Video ego

Tekste Noizy – Ak47

Yeahhh, I’m stunning on this f*ckin b*tches
She said she f*ck me if I keep it secret
All my brothers move it kilos
Until the click then we reload. (x2)
AK47, AK-47
You ain’t no gangsta I send you all to heaven.
You ain’t no bad boy I send you all to heaven.

Hina ket mes sikur katastrofa mbi natyre
E kom nje Baseboll ne bagazh dal ta prishi ftyren
Tlidhi kom e dur tprej e tshti nfurre
Nuk po tthom mu mburr, e kom ni sen si furre
Thirri dikush alarmin,
Çunat po bojne namin,
Tash shko tash thirre babin
Ose me mire tash thirre mamin.

Dije se nuk lujna lojna
Jena cuna nga Londra,
Thash dije se nuk lujna lojna.

Yeahhh, I’m stunning on this f*ckin b*tches
She said she f*ck me if I keep it secret
All my brothers move it kilos
Until the click then we reload. (x2)

AK47, AK-47
You ain’t no gangsta I send you all to heaven.
You ain’t no bad boy I send you all to heaven.

Mrena nclub dawg (dog) tu pi Mariuana
Jom i vesht me Gucci , Dolce&Gabbana
Shishet veq po vijne nga kater anet
E kom nje Pjesh dhe Pjeshket shum i kana
Jom OTR bang
Na njeh krejt bota
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She lord the Gang , She lord the Gang
U sa shume na dojka
Nuk msova ne history se mu dok f*ckin’ boring
Por bona history e tash per mu krejt folin.

Noizy Noizy Noizy, Zinjo, Zinjo, Zinjo
Ajo flet per mu sikur i ka ra Telebingo
Ajo flet per mu sikur i ka ra Telebingo.

AK47, AK-47
You ain’t no gangsta I send you all to heaven.
You ain’t no bad boy I send you all to heaven.

Yeahhh, I’m stunning on this f*ckin b*tches
She said she f*ck me if I keep it secret
All my brothers move it kilos
Until the click then we reloaddd. (x2)
Noizy teskti
Video Noizy

I-Octane take his “Don Status” very serious in his new single featured on the hot new Malibu Riddim.

Other artists like Masicka, Tifa, Bugle, Chi Ching Ching and Wasp have voiced for the beat produced by H2O Records. “Right now a big money pack up no pocket / Black mack 11 no ratchet / No make yo and mi dogs them go at it / Cuz just like a door them ago knock it / Anyway gal them getting more erratic,” I-Octane rhymes over the new dancehall beat.

I-Octane was missing in action at last weekend’s Reggae Sumfest over some fallouts with the new promoter Joe Bogdanovich after he signed Foota Hype to his label.

ANOUK
I Alone Lyrics

Anouk & Sarah Bettens

It’s easier not to be wise
and measure these things by your brains
I sank into Eden with you
Alone in the church by and by
I’ll read to you here, save your eyes,
You’ll need them your boat is at sea
Your anchor is up, you’ve been swept away
and the greatest of teacher’s won’t hesistate
to leave you there by yourself
chained to faith
I alone love you,
I alone tempt you
I alone love you,
fear is not the end of this!
I alone love you,
I alone tempt you
I alone love you…
It’s easier not to be great,
and measure these things by your eyes
We long to be here by His resolve
Alone in the church by and by
to cradle the baby in space
and leave you there by yourself
chained to faith
I alone love you,
I alone tempt you
I alone love you,
fear is not the end of this!
I alone love you,
I alone tempt you
I alone love you
Yeah
I alone love you
OH, now, we took it back too far
only love can save us now
all these riddles that you burn
all come running back to you
all these rhythms that you hide
only love can save us now
all these riddles that you burn
YEAH YEAH YEAH!!
I alone love you,
I alone tempt you
I alone love you,
fear is not the end of this!
I alone love you,
I alone tempt you,
I alone love you,
(yeah-ah-oooooo–yeah-ah ooo…)
I alone tempt you,

BLAQ POET
Ain’t Nuttin Changed Lyrics

[Hook: x2]
[Akon Samples: “Blaq Poet”]
(When I come to the hood)
“You know what’s poppin’”
(Ain’t nuttin changed)
“You know what’s on”

(When I come to the hood)
“It’s like woooo-aaahhh! “
Ain’t nuttin’ changed ‘Po whatchu gonna do man?

[Verse 1:]
“We still gettin’ money
Bitches still actin’ funny
They wanna hold some
Can’t get shit from me
I’m back on the block
Passin’ the rock
Got my young squad
You don’t want ’em [? ] the [? ]
Rhyme veteran ready to get it in
Way before fifth I was hated by many men
When I come to the hoodddd
You know I’m creepin’
Leave you leakin’
Missiles heat seekin’
Nuttin’ to talk about
Fo’ pound in your mouth
New-York in the house
I dare you to walk it out
Straight [? ]
Fight till’ the finish
Niggaz get the [? ]
[? ] that mean [? ]
Millionaire rappers still wanna envy me
They wish they was mini-me
I’m sick on any beat”

[Hook: x2]
(When I come to the hood)
“You know what’s poppin’”
(Ain’t nuttin changed)
“You know what’s on”

(When I come to the hood)

[Verse 2:]
Niggaz need those
I’m on a hill, where all the fiends go
Big bottle of yack, the big gat
Niggaz fall back, I got the biggest crap
And when it’s time to go, I go hard
f**k the police they got a job, I got a job
Ain’t nuttin’ changed, except the weather
Except the [? ], except the nigga got better
After all these years and all these [? ]
I got niggaz still running in fear, why?
I ain’t killin’ nuttin’, I ain’t lettin’ nuttin’ die,
Niggaz know the repercussions if they f**king try
Shine up, stand up and a puff to ya
Besides that? Blaq Poet, a lovely guy
Run around have fun in the hood
Get love from my [? ] when I come in the hood

[Hook: x2]
(When I come to the hood)
“You know what’s poppin’”
(Ain’t nuttin changed)
“You know what’s on”

(When I come to the hood)

[Verse 3:]
Ain’t nuttin’ changed, niggaz still pop in the rain
Things still come from the train
Still got a [? ] motherf**kers no change
Niggaz still on the block
Holdin’ em thangs
Some disappeared like motherf**king Blaine
Some got hang, some comin’ home
Some in the zone,
They all can’t wait till’ I tell ’em that a song
Blaq Poet army across New-York
Ya’ll niggaz don’t even talk [? ] where the f**k
Screwball disciples get at you,
Niggaz don’t like you, BASEBALL BAT YOU
Or sit up on a roof, and snipe you,
Miles away, 50 cal rifle
A real gangsta is good in any hood
A real goon comin’ soon to your hood

[Hook: x2]
(When I come to the hood)
“You know what’s poppin’”
(Ain’t nuttin changed)
“You know what’s on”

(When I come to the hood)