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Songtexte Kurdo – Maserati

Aló, aló, made in Italo
Mister Kader und Majoe, das beste Kollabo
Ah, wir wollen Playboybunnys
Mit Baywatchbody, make more money
Make more money, keiner breiter bis dato
Warum seh’n Rapper neben mir aus wie Mikado?
Milano, Milano, für mich shoppen, für dich Holidays
Yeah, Anthony Joshua – mein Bodyshape
Brigarde, Brigarde, highway to paradise
Ich will Bellydance und ‘ne Nargila mit Lemon-Ice
V12-Motor versuri-lyrics.info
Ich bin gefragt, die Paparazzi zoom’n, zoom’n
Newcomer sind hier Frischfleisch
Rip-Eye, Mister Majoe, ich komm’ mit der Clique rein
No mercy, no mercy wie die MS13
Das hier ist El Clásico, aber kein Derby.(Maserati)

Deutsche Rapper wollen schatzien
Seit wann sagt man zu ‘ne Kahba Schatzi
Getönte Scheiben, wegen Paparazzi
Ich bin jeden Tag in ‘nem Maserati
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maserati
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maserati
Ich bin jeden Tag in ‘nem Maserati
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maserati.

Hola, hola, ich bin Casanova
Es sind Kurdo und Majoe wie Pele und Maradona
Rap ohne Aussage, dunkle Hautfarbe
F**k Rapper, denn nur echte Männer können Frau’n schlagen
Normal, wenn sie in so einem Ton redet
Wie ein Hurensohn redet, gibt es hundert Frau’nschläge
Rapper machen mir auf Lebensretter
Schick mir mal ein Beatpaket und mach mir nicht auf David Guetta
In Peru, mit der Mafia per du
Ich hab’ drei Streifen auf den Fersen wie mein Adidasschuh
Deutsche Rapper sind Huren und Kasper
PSG wie Julian Draxler
F**k Hip-Hop, ich habe nie für die Juice gerappt
Dein Releaseparty sieht aus wie ein Schwulentreff
Du Schwuchtel, mach mir nicht auf Rocky
Augenbraue hoch, so wie Carlo Ancelotti.

Deutsche Rapper wollen schatzien
Seit wann sagt man zu ‘ne Kahba Schatzi
Getönte Scheiben, wegen Paparazzi
Ich bin jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Ich bin jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii.

Nimm mein’n Schwanz in den Mund wie ein Crispy-Chicken
Bin kein Pädophiler, aber würde SXTN ficken
Den Whiskey kippen, das ist Banger Musik, Bro
Wir kennen keine Emanzipation
F**k dein’n Frauenrap, ich bin ein Ausländer
Du willst ein Mikrofon? Hier nimm mein’n Dauerständer
Rede nicht wie eine von der Rockergang
Ihr Nutten, wie kann man sich selber Fotze nenn’n?
Botoxbitches, ich will künstliche Liebe
Was für kraul’n? Das sind nicht die Olympischen Spiele
Sie zahlt pünktlich die Miete, mündlich die Miete
Immer Happy-End wie in der Bayern-München-Kabine
Yeah, wir sind Kanaken, Willkomm’n in meiner Welt
Wir feiern Weihnachten nur wegen Weihnachtsgeld
Benzlenker, ich bin ein Rechtshänder
Ich habe sechs Sender, doch guck’ nur den Sexsender.

Deutsche Rapper wollen schatzien
Seit wann sagt man zu ‘ne Kahba Schatzi
Getönte Scheiben, wegen Paparazzi
Ich bin jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Ich bin jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiii
Jeden Tag in ‘nem Maseratiiiii.
Kurdo songtexte
Video Kurdo

Lyrics Jacob Sartorius – No music

I don’t know how you make the speakers shudder
With no music
With no music
I don’t know how you make the room start spinning
How’d you do it?
How’d you do it?
You got me trying, and trying, and tryna keep up
I think you could be the one
‘Cause you got my heart dancing with no music.

Don’t say you don’t mean to, I know you do
It’s not like me to mess with girls like you
Can’t get you outta my head
And I know it’s all on me
You make me feel like I’m floating away slowly
But I just can’t get you outta my head
But the DJ went home a long time ago, yeah
And now all I see are tables and chairs.

I don’t know how you make the speakers shudder
With no musiiic
With no musiiic
I don’t know how you make the room start spinning
How’d you do it?
How’d you do it?
You got me trying, and trying, and tryna keep up
I think you could be the one
‘Cause you got my heart dancing with no musiiic.

You push and you pull, you speed and you break
You’re making it hard for me to get away
And I just can’t get you outta my head, oh yeah
You’re hot and you’re cold, you’re shy and you’re bold
You’re good and you’re bad and you’ve got me, I’m sold
And I just can’t get you outta my head
See, the silence is loud on this suburban street
Versuri-lyrics.info
In the room is a quiet storm.

I don’t know how you make the speakers shudder
With no musiiic
With no musiiic
I don’t know how you make the room start spinning
How’d you do it?
How’d you do it?
You got me trying, and trying, and tryna keep up
I think you could be the one
‘Cause you got my heart dancing with no musiiic
‘Cause you got my heart dancing with no musiiic
‘Cause you got my heart dancing with no musiiiccc.
Jacob Sartorius lyrics
Video music

It didn’t take too long for Wendy Williams to clap back at T.I. for ripping her on Instagram this week and this feud could go to a whole new level.

The Atlanta rapper ripped the talk show host this week when he posted a very unflattering photo of her along with some scathing remarks about her body. Wendy Williams is famous for her P shaped body and often get called out on social media for talking smack about other people and TIP wasn’t having that either. So he offloads what was on his mind the best way possible.

“Ok now as much sh*t as this sister talk about people,” T.I. said. “(Myself included) I know what y’all expect. But I’m not gon do the obvious & fye her ass up. NOPE!!! I’m gon be respectful because regardless of her flaws she’s still a independent black business woman that’s had to fight her way through life to get where she is.”

Speaking with the NY Daily News, Wendy Williams responded to T.I.’s message to her and she will surely get a response from Tiny. “I was just in Barbados with my husband on vacation,” she said. “The paparazzi caught me. T.I. referenced my lack of behind. I wanted to say ‘I could buy one like your wife and so many people have done.”

T.I. is known to be very protective of his wife, so he will surely respond and Tiny just might add her voice to the conversation. Wendy Williams seems to be perfectly okay with her body and Tiny seems to be a confident woman whether or not she spend money to get it the way she wants it. The whole feud could head in a direction none of these folks want it because they all have a good platform to reach millions of eyes and ears with whatever they want to say about each other. Did you know know that hundreds of thousands of people are displaced in Florida and Texas because of hurricanes?

The complete The Last Of The Real Ones lyrics by Fall Out Boy.

The Last Of The Real Ones lyrics

I was just an only child of the universe
And then I found you
And then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning around you
Spinning around you
You were too good to be true
Gold plated
But what’s inside you
But what’s inside you
I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you
But not as much as I do
As much as I do, yeah

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones

[Verse 2]
I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you
But only for you
My head is stripped just like a screw that’s been tightened too many times
When I think of you
When I think of you
I will shield you from the waves
If they find you
I will protect you
I will protect you
Just tell me, tell me, tell me
I, I am the only one
Even if it’s not true
Even if it’s not true, yeah

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[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones

[Bridge]
I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I’m done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
Oh, you drain all the fear from me
I’m done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
You drain the fear from me

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones
(You’re just the last of the real ones)
You’re just the last of the real ones

The complete The Gate lyrics by Bjork.

The Gate lyrics

My healed chest wound
Transformed into a gate
Where I receive love from
Where I give love from

[Chorus 1]
And I… care for you, care for you
I care for you, care for you
Care for you, care for you
I care for you, care for you

[Verse 2]
Split into many parts
Splattered lightbeams into prisms
That will reunite

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[Chorus 2]
If you… care for me, care for me
If you care for me, care for me
(I need a [?])
Care for me, care for me
And then I’ll care for you, care for you
I care for you, care for you
I care for you, care for you
Care for you, care for you

[Verse 3]
Didn’t use to be so needy
Just more broken than normal
Proud self-sufficiency
My silhouette is oval
It is a gate

[Chorus 3]
I can care for you, care for you from
I can care for you, care for you
I care for you, care… for you
I care for you, care for you
(Maybe)
I care for you, care for you
([?])
You care for me, care for me
([?])
Care for you
[?]

[Outro]
[Vocalizing]