Lil Baby – All Of A Sudden (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

Four Pockets, Bread Gang, who better?
Left the spot with a dub on me
All four of my pockets full now
[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Lil Baby]
Ugh ugh ugh
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars (skrt)
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
Now I’m up all of a sudden
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy

I was broke like a while back
Unless that bitch come with a thirty (with a thirty)
Ayy, gangster shit only nigga
Runnin’ through hoes like a running back
I just want proof of the backend
[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Lil Baby]
If I said fuck you I meant that
Diamonds wet like a tub on me
Moneybagg, Moneybagg (fuck with it)
We can fuck but you can’t call this number back
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I was broke like a while back
I just went bonkers all up, exclusive gang
The shit that you savin’, I spent that
I just came home with nothin’
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars
I got plenty hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
That bitch gotta come with a button
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
Hey, now I’m up all of the sudden, hey
Lil Baby what’s poppin’?
That bitch gotta come with a button
And if you want smoke you can get that
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I’m in the booth with a money bag
I just came home with nothin’ (woo)
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget
I’m in the trap with the drugs one me
I’m pullin’ her hair while I dig in her
Now I’m up all of the sudden
DMac got me too bangin’
I can’t be totin’ no handguns
Walk in the spot, bitches tug on me
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
Now I’m up all of the sudden
If you knew better, baby you’d do better
I was broke like a while back
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey)

I’m whippin’ this coupe, I ain’t rent that
Unless that bitch come with a buddy (with a friend)
Hey, now I’m up all of the sudden, hey
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber

I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my kush be muddy
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
Give me a load, I ain’t comin’ back
I can’t hit that bitch raw, got a glove on me
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey, hey)
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I can’t be totin’ no handguns (Glock)
She like hold up baby, keep my tracts in
I’m with MoneyBagg, we went four federal
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget (send me that)
We gon’ pull up where your mama at
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Lil Baby]

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
I just came home with nothin’
I can’t be totin’ no handguns
Hurricane Harvey, flood on me
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey)
Here go the bricks, where the money at?
[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
Fed shit
Now I’m up all of the sudden

I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes

I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber (slip in that)
That bitch gotta come with a button (a button)
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I make ’em shoot where your stomach at
Any time I fuck her I hit from the back end
Fly as fuck like a dove on me

Nino Man – I Hate You (feat. Jadakiss)

It’s crazy how your fans will stress you cuz they waiting
Cut a couple off now I’m funny
Still got to make your weapons
Reason why I know imma make it
May believe what they see, that’s all perception
Fuck love I like em better hating
They try to get the god on some satan shit
Cuz I ain’t stopping
Better late than never
I got tired of having friends cuz of cars and when they need it
Better late than never
They ain’t even see the glow yet
Fuck with me for me not just when you see me winning
I need some medication
This lifestyle is crazy
From the seniors to all the freshman
This is hard work and dedication
Lox is like the X-Men
This still the beginning
Then buy more
[Verse 2]
Ain’t nothing popping alive
The squares in your circle will always fuck up the shape of it
Better late than never
I was taught to knock off the work
Ya’ll played hooky
I bet you imma go next
Still can’t escape your lessons
But the real show me my love
Imma be great forever
It’s fucked up people only your friends when it’s convenient
When the hating is blatant just for the sake of it
Always keep my foot on that gas so I ain’t flopping
I said I don’t know b
Told me wait my turn but I was never patient
And that’s the glue of the cookies
[Verse 1]
Everything I got in life I had to work hard for it
But wait, that’s all deception
Remember one thing, better late than never
Your mans hating
I was tryna get it, moms wanted me in job core
What you better do is take your blessings
I toured the world with kiss
They like Nino Man why the fuck you ain’t blow yet
I just want the lord to bless them
Crazier how they know you successful
But timing is everything
Niggas make it lit
Team player and I ain’t got to have the high score
If I can’t smoke in your club, don’t try to book me
First try then try more
Money is precious, time is sacred
I’m not a rookie
I know it got to hurt to die poor
To all federal and state corrections
Loyalty is like Wi-fi, poor connection
That’s the main reason why I had to get on my job more
I’m in a class by myself
They say I’m popping
Niggas keep on talking that jazz but I ain’t stopping
They say life is what you make of it
Guess they don’t know yet
But I’m on a wave they say it’s taking forever
Know I had to drive I just couldn’t find that car door
I just got tired of having friends cuz I got money
I want real love, it’s too many that’s pretending

Farruko – Mi Forma De Ser

Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Todo aquí es una hipocresía

Por nadie yo voy a cambiar mi manera ‘e pensar (¡woo!)
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Yeah yeh
TrapXFicante
Sharo torres
[Verso 1]

[Outro]
¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
(yeh) De donde lo saqué y en qué yo lo gasté, ¿qué carajo te importa eso a ti?
No sufra’ y destapa la botella, frontea, bebe, fuma y brinda por la vida
¡Farru!
Qué me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano)
[Coro]
Que digan lo que quieran de mí

Que nadie nunca pudo entender
Siempre van a hablar pero no importa
(¡Woo!)
Vivo a mi manera, nadie me controla y por nadie yo voy a cambiar
Yeh yeh yeh
Pero nadie me puede decir na’ a mÍ, pa’ eso josié, lo sudé y me jodí
Rumbeando y viajando, siempre disfrutando (ehh)
Que digan lo que quieran de mí

Carbon Fiber Music
¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
(Quieren mano pa’ mí)
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Que mañana si a uno lo matan o te mueres to’ el mundo te olvida
No hay amigos en las malas, en las buenas dicen que to’ son familia
(Quieren mano pa’ mÍ)
Salgo como un loco, sí, yo soy un loco
¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
Yeah yeh

Eeeh eeh eeh
Porque nada de lo material cuando te muera’ te va’ a llevar
¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
Que me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano)
Qué me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano)

La gente siempre va a hablar mal (yeah)
Que digan lo que quieran de mí (¡Farru!)
Por eso bebo como un loco, fumo como un loco
Yeeh, yeh
Que me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano pa’ mí)

[Puente]
[Coro]
[Puente]
Yeh yeeeh yeh
La gente siempre va a hablar (skrt, skrt, skrt)
Siempre van a hablar (siempre van a hablar) pero no importa
Yeah
Qué digan lo que quieran de mí
Yeh, yeah, yeeh
Los momentos buenos son los recuerdos con los que te vas a quedar (ahh)

Me gusta la calle, exploto to’ el dinero, vacilo y no paro de janguear
Yeh, yeah, yeeh
Yo no sé, siempre yo he sido así
Que digan lo que quieran de mí

Sólo por mi forma de ser (yeh)

Yeh yeeeh yeh (sigo el-, sigo-el, sigo el-)
De esta vida corta que se está acabando (ohh)
[Intro]

Eminem – Chloraseptic (Remix) (feat. 2 Chainz & Phresher)

Pardon my neighbor, we eatin’
Pockets Rasputia of course, I drove some rims to court
This is the murder murder, pass the burner, Em
[Verse 2: PHresher]
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah
Nothin’ but love from my heart
They must have looked at Medusa
Big body when I’m backin’ in
Yet you keep comin’ back for more
I’m talkin’ straight up and down, nigga, like 6 o’clock
These niggas too goddamn lazy
[Outro: PHresher]
This is the equinox, this what the people want
And hit a kindergartener with a rental, stop!
I just added to the fuel in my rocket pack

Like Jack Kevorkian’s ass to court
Niggas hate every day, B (yeah)
So chill out, no, you hoes couldn’t roast me with the shit I wrote you
Not as raw as I was, "’Walk on Water’ sucks"
Walk in the spot, make my woman smack ya (Whoo!)
Bin Laden with a pen, body it again

And I’m soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick
Nah, dog, y’all sayin’ I lost it, your fuckin’ marbles are gone
But nowadays, every flow, every cadence sounds the same
On your whole camp with this spit I wrote you
But they shoppin’ at Raleys, they stingin’ like tasers
[Chorus: PHresher]
Pull up in the candy car eatin’ a candy bar
Like Chloraseptic
That chicken, lobster, potatoes
Ladi-dadi, got a bunch of bodies, nigga
Idiotic from the fuckin’ embryonic sac

Ferris day off, baby, AR in the same car
‘Cause we only got so much time in this world (yeah!)
It’s ’cause I’m an alien, that’s why I write ’til the page is outta space, yeah
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before
Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin
In a fruit fight, I aim at your Adam’s Apple
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
I’m losin’ it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint
Something’s gotta give, that’s for sure
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah
P!nk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani that" (yeah)
And practically cut my mothafuckin’ fan base in half and still outsold you
Dispel doubt but you won’t admit I smoked
I begin slaughterin’ your men, prolly shoulda been
Or I might go crazy (yeah)
F-12 same color Kate Moss, ugh, I’m talkin’ wrist in the pot
Hopin’ the old Slim’s gonna spill out, open fire
It’s a-okay though, whippin’ up whip like it’s mayo
But I’m tryna come up like JAY-Z
And when I am, I’ll be at your fuckin’ throat like—
Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it
It’s likely the psychiatric ward’s a last resort
It’s the return of the body snatcher
You just called my shit trash
So you formed your verdict
I’m on the Act again, this ain’t a accident
Show me who to rip, it’s time for you to get screwed
‘Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so, like Lord
Lil’ shawty now comin’ from BK
I feel entitled to titles
You must be sniffin’ that yayo
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
Fakin’, nigga, human traffickin’ (woo)
Every track is a K.O., fuck nigga, K.O
High school, niggas ate your food
If you don’t think I’m that nigga
Now I’m ’bout to fool again
While you sat with your arms crossed
These bitches got flavors
I’m at your throat like Chloraseptic, ‘septic
Out of this world, talkin’ NATO
To the bodybag, I’ll be back
‘Til I’m ready to respond, then I’ma launch it at ’em
I’m at your throat like Chloraseptic, ‘septic
Yuh, I line their ass up, I aim at their Cruiser
(2 Chainz!)
They fly on the latest
Take ’em to church, I’m talkin’ the tabernacle
Swagger on 10 since a day old

Or when he’s talkin’ that garbage psychotic crap

Back and forth, back and forth
Where’s your content at? What’s with all the conscious rap?
Bitch, suck my dick
If you think you’re promised tomorrow (yeah!)
Brain’s a powder keg, I draw inspiration outta hate
I know you still want me to ill out, don’t you?
Y’all saw the tracklist and had a fit ‘fore you heard it
Somebody at the door, I heard the speaker knock, uh
But if I look strange and out of place
Rap mature, why can’t you be like Macklemore? Huh?
I fucked some twins before, I had a Benz before
And I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down
Like Osama with a bomb under the bin
How many fuckin’ rappers did I go through?
‘Cause I don’t get compared to it, only myself now
They all wanna smoke but ain’t doin’ no labor
Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools
Act Hollywood like they play for the Lakers
Gotta break ’em off with these Dre beats (yeah)

And down the middle of the Pentagon
From 7 Mile in Novara to "How can I be down?"
And my girl eatin’ a candy apple
Then I took a stand, went at Tan-Face
But am I s’posed to sound like everything else out?
Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event
I’m talkin’ this and you not, I’m talkin’ bricks and you not
My mission is [?]
But the only way I care is if I let myself down
This is the sin report
Yeah, yeah
In the lobby of the Intercontinental
[Chorus: PHresher]
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
With an obvious intent
Might dumb it down a little, but I ain’t no fool
I run the trap again, you on the treadmill (treadmill)
Never, Neverland shit came with a Ferris wheel (goddamn)
All of us tryna pile in the car (yeah!), we shot for the stars, yeah
All of these stones on my neck, uh
This tune is sick, it’s luminous, the moon is lit
Wanna be in my shoes, you ain’t paid no dues
Shit is O.C. lately (yeah)
Do me a favor, don’t do me no favors
Why you always gotta smack a whore?
Real pain in the paper, I don’t trace
King like Ak-ron
Go off your head like I’m Ayo
Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs (Chill!)
Thank God, I rap better when the odds are stacked
But what the fuck have I awoke to?
Real nigga, you ain’t break no rules
"Revival’s wack, I don’t like the ‘Zombie’ track
Crocs, alligators, say hi to my haters
Most of y’all my sons, aww, look at little JR
Don’t ever, ever, ever try to play me

Your money shorter than an acronym
And I will not even relent up on a little
If I was you I wouldn’t do nothin’ stupid due to the mood I’m in
And you was spellbound, hellbound in my snowsuit
It’s ‘cos of jail, don’t be an A-hole
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
A freakin’ lunatic, a human computer chip
Fuck it, man, I want the title
[Verse 3: Eminem]

Jon Connor – I’m Back

I was hoping and hoping the flow would just open the door, I was broke
You and my girl need to switch skirts
Sav
Ever seen Joe Pesci at the end of Casino? Oh you don’t believe em?
When we use to have to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck
You know where the fuck that I’m from
Dre, what up nigga?!
[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
This Flint and them Compton guys
That shit ain’t appealing to me or the city I live in
Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon’ do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, nigga what?
Nah, it’s feeling like you niggas just cursed
Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I never mislead em
Come on, let’s get ’em
I’m finna kill it
I get excited by the shit that you liking
Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck niggas stay quiet
Y’all did that
They waiting for me to come speak for the people
You want it then come and get it
Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic
Yea that’s yo ass
It’s my time now and every second to come
So going to war with us is not advised, nigga
A blast from the past *Gun Shots*
Tell em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first
Look at the shit they say
Point em out, if you see em, if you see em point em out, I’m feeling like I’m bout to start a riot
Well I’ma get it while I’m in it
Fuck opinions, fuck ya niggas
Scary, cause I’ma keep spitting cemeteries until I’m in lyrical heaven with Pun
Matt Hardy you niggas, delete em, delete em
[Interlude: Dr. Dre]
Hold up, You tired nigga?
Fuck a bitch, fuck tricking, I don’t even retweet em
Tell em I kill it Until it’s feeling like its a grave
Dre] [Intro: Dr.
With you niggas it be just words
Fuck the world til my dick hurts
Was funyuns and cheetos, doritos and fritos
And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!

I was poor, I was low, I don’t know where to go, wanna blow
Tell em to fix they face
Look at the shit you play
In my hood, the big niggas debo’ing debo
This sound like an old shotty
The fiends on my street they compete for a needle
God Damn, this shit a make a nun miss church
Yeah, this is Dr. Dre
The city where houses get raided you know how we play it
Til I kill it, homicide on anybody siding with it
To the major labels, everybody yall sign is wack How I feel?
We really don’t feel it
Yea, shout to Remy and Lil Kim
I’ll admit it, couldn’t go another minute
I ain’t feeling you niggas
No I don’t compromise
Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky steamboat
My daddy told me it was cheaper to keep em
I’m the blemish on ya finish when you think you riding fly
This some 2018 shit
Look, I could do this for days
These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie terribly cast
So Jon, won’t you step up and show ’em just a little bit of what the fuck you do

[Outro: Jon Connor]
Competition kinda getting soft
Fuck all you niggas, I’m second to none
Aww shit, Kill em Jon!
Schooling you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade
Catch a body and they fine with that
Did it better than you would have ever thought
Real nigga that’ll flip words

Remind me that, when I react, the time we at, pussy niggas, copycats
Midwest fucking with me from here to Toledo
Now real niggas feel this

Wait…
[Verse 2: Jon Connor & Dr. Dre]
Cause you sounding worse than the niggas you biting
The album is ‘Vehicle City’
Cause back in the day all they knew how to feed us
Aftermath
Look, this year’s election was trash, so I need therapy bad
Cause Imma make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in this verse
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
Back to monopolize, anything that we want
Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to listen to rap again but disengaged
Ain’t sleeping til all of my people is eating
Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain’t got that real nigga feeling
Til Rosa Parks said shit I’m tired as a slave
Stay in a hater mouth I should become a dentist
None of you niggas is scaring me none

Oh, they take pride in that, no sympathy for nobody who ain’t in line
But at home, they like gone and put on, get it on for the throne nigga
I’m back in a rage, like I’m black and it’s back in the days
Snitches get stitches, in my hood they end up in ditches
Mo Cleaves
Well let me think about it, Dre done put me in position

Compare this track to a strap and a mask
Everybody looking at me thinking what I’m bout to do
Copy raps, I will not be that, I’m yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that
Vehicle City
So I’m bout to try to Royce and Eminem it
Tell granny to bury the gun

Black Eyed Peas – Street Livin’

Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes
Terrorists be blasting missles
So, how we gon’ get out the trap?
And private complexes are owned by the same
Now, they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
If you ain’t dead, you can see imprisonment
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
What a coincidence?
Double cross love lost no religion
Listen, they derailed the soul train
Break the law, make or break the news
There’s more niggas that’s rotting in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
Street livin’, tough conditions
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
[Verse 1: will.i.am]
Is because you’re beligerent
No way out of the Reaganomics
If you black in the hood, you at large
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Guns or books, get shot or shoot
Street livin’, hustle or hoops
Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Street livin’, ain’t no rules
Systematically, that’s how they made it to be
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
The life you choose could be the life you lose
If you’re ivory, they treat you different
Street livin’, ain’t no joke
It’s a cold world, better bring your coat
Another brother got shot by the searg’
Listen, you can get fucked by the system
You can take action or take a dick
Because the status of blacks are generally
Street niggas be packing pistols
It’s more niggas in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
And put a nightmare into every Martin Luther King
Or you can say fuck the system
Crips and bloods and retail thugs
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
[Verse 3: apl.de.ap]
We lost in the war we live in
CIA planes bring Columbian drugs
Well, be vigilant, and they call you militant
And racists no longer have to be racist
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Street livin’, no economics
Brainwashed by the television
[Verse 2: Taboo]
No education in the hood, got a nigga confused
You’re guilty until we prove you’re innocent
Another cop got off with no charge
Street livin’, what’s your position?
Be like kings or be like pawns
If you’re ebony, they assume you’re temperament
Are gonna end up in some penitentiary
I understand what’s a nigga to choose?

Infected by the black plague, new bubonic

Street livin’, caught in a trap
Don’t push me cause I’m close to hell
You’ll get shot, and they’ll say the incident
Revoke cause the streets are broke
Street livin’, oh my gosh
And compare to them, prison guards get payed well
I get it, what’s a nigga to do?

Hotshot – Take A Shot (Sub Español & Rom)

이해가 되겠지 Can you feel it now
Take a shot Take a shot
La la la la La la La la la La la la
I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
La la la La la la
물어본다면 당연한 듯이
리듬에 맞서 추는 Body Hey Yeah!
Everyday Everynight 나 노력 했어
매일 날 보러 와주는 팬들에 매직
말해봐 네 이름 넌 이미
해일 위를 타는 느낌
Do you wanna play with the Hotshot?

매일 날 보러 와주는 팬들에 매직
내 흐름을 알겠지
La la la la La la La la la La la la

느껴봐 감각의
숨이 터져 나와
Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야
나는 무대 위 주인공 이제 변하지 않는
I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
La la la La la la
La la la la La la La la la La la la

뛰는 스케일부터가 달라 공연장은 매진
Take a shot Take a shot
뛰는 스케일부터가 달라 공연장은 매진

Take a shot Take a shot
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야
숨이 터져 나와
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
오직 너 하나만을 내 마음속에
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야
Everytime 한숨에 질식할 No mercy
La la la la La la La la la La la la
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
I’ma make U feel high
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man

I’ma make U feel high
Top player back 시선 다가질 Baby
I’ma make U feel high
I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
노력은 이미 잭팟 Baby
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man

Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
숨이 터져 나와
나는 무대 위 주인공 이제 변하지 않을
Do you wanna play with the Hotshot?

누군가는 듣자마자
I’ma make U feel high

두 귀와 네 숨이 이끌려 넌 Fancy

I’ma make U feel high
한 번 넘어진 적 없지
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
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차이 말로 표현 못할
La la la La la la
I’ma make U feel high
지금부터 보여주는 스테이지 위 내 모습을
La la la La la la
지금부터 보여줄게 스테이지 위 내 모습을
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
이끌리는 대로 날 향해 Hotshot

말해 내 Flowinsane
I’ma make U feel high

Zehra Bajraktarevic – Izabralo Srce Tebe (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

Sta sam ti sve prastala
Hvala Adelisa
Nasoj prici vidim kraj
otkad tebe sretoh presta birati

izabralo tebe srce medju drugih sto
izabralo tebe srce medju drugih sto
kaze to je to. 4x
da bi s tobom ostala
slucajno il’ namjerno
2x vrati ga u zagrljaj.

otkad tebe sretoh presta birati
Boze snage ti mi daj

Ne treba mi zlato, ni dukati ti
Ne treba mi zlato, ni dukati ti
2x kaze to je to.
samo sebe lagala. 2x
zivot necu bez njega

Mirza Sut – Plakala Je Majka (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

u životu svom
makar još jednom
na daleki put

Ti u bijeli svijet
boli svaka suza

i majka je rekla
zaplakala tad
riječi očeve
kada si polazio
makar još jednom
ja u drugi grad
zaplakala tad
a ti ode brate
makar još jednom
drhtala ko prut

u svijet bijeli daleko
dodji da nas vidi
makar još jednom
dodji da nas vidi
Iz dobrog se ne ide
dodji da nas vidi
Ti u bijeli svijet
Plakala je majka

a ti ode brate
u životu svom

Iz dobrog se ne ide
što joj je potekla
dodji da nas vidi
u svijet bijeli daleko

često u san dodju
Sada nikog nema
i za mnom je majka
dodji da nas vidi
u životu svom
Bit ce kuća pusta
[Refren]
dodji da nas vidi
Sada nikog nema
u životu svom
i za mnom je majka
kad ne bude nje

Ti u bijeli svijet

Sada nikog nema
to je otac reko
ja u drugi grad

ja u drugi grad
Sada nikog nema
makar još jednom
u životu svom

zaplakala tad
[Refren]

Iz dobrog se ne ide
to je otac reko
i majka je rekla
boli svaka suza
i za mnom je majka
[Refren]
makar još jednom
Sada nikog nema
Sada nikog nema
Iz dobrog se ne ide
u životu svom
što joj je potekla

Amela Zukovic – Natenane (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

pravis me od blata
kad zaboli glava sutra

znam opet ces isto

na noc i kafane
pravis me od blata
Ti u sebi loseg nemas
kucas mi na vrata
I da imas milijarde
Natenane kada svane
kucas mi na vrata
pa kad prvi sumrak krene
kad zaboli glava sutra
[Refren] x3
ljubio sve zene
bilo bi ti malo

ko da vide boga
ti moja budalo
znam da kuci doci neces
[Refren]

znam opet ces isto

pa kad prvi sumrak krene
Natenane kada svane
Potrosio svoju mladost
a srce ti cisto
da te svi vole zbog toga
i poslusaj mene
Prosao si pola svijeta
hajde sada malo kuci
Ti u sebi loseg nemas
pare bacas,znas
vrijeme ti je da se smiris
dok zora ne svane
Muzikanti kad te vide
a srce ti cisto

AMRA HALEBIC – Neodoljiv (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

spotičem se samo ja
Slušaj šta ti pričam ja
[Refren]
egocentričan i lud
mom strpljenju ide kraj
Neodoljiv ti se praviš
egocentričan i lud
bježim iz tog ludila
ne govori biće bolje
zasluženo bićeš sam
Pali svijetlo , opet tama
Šta me noćas tako steže
misliš da se cijeli svijet

egocentričan i lud

Što me još za tebe veže

mom strpljenju ide kraj
[Refren] x2
misliš da se cijeli svijet
oko tebe vrti
Gas do daske, bilo kuda
iz mog srca izbrisan
nismo više dobar par
Neodoljiv ti se praviš
oko tebe vrti
predugo sam spavala
misliš da se cijeli svijet
nisam više u dilemi
misliš da se cijeli svijet
Neodoljiv ti se praviš
Slušaj šta ti pričam ja

cijele noći sjećanje
budi dobar ili loš

sve zbog tebe nestaće
Neodoljiv ti se praviš
sve zbog tebe nestaće
tražim s tobom malo sreće
zasluženo bićeš sam
egocentričan i lud
cijele noći sjećanje
sebi sam se vratila
tražim je al uzalud
ko je zbunjen a ko lud

nismo više dobar par
oko tebe vrti
to već čujem po stoti put

Slušaj šta ti pričam ja
oko tebe vrti
Slušaj šta ti pričam ja
s tobom snovi nisu java

iz mog srca izbrisan

Amela Zukovic – Zena Sa Balkana (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

Opet si pobjedio
njemu pjesma meni tuga
ova žena sa Balkana
otkad nisi kraj mene
neka znaju ljudi svi
nikad neće biti sama

nemam sreće nemam druga
Ja sam žena sa Balkana
vesela me pjesma vrijeđa
njemu pjesma meni tuga

pjesma mi je jača strana

ljubav tugu ubije
pjesma mi je jača strana
bolujem zbog ljubavi
bolujem zbog ljubavi
Ja sam žena sa Balkana
Pjesma nek me opije
ova žena sa Balkana
Noći su mi nemirne
praviš lom u srcu mom
ova žena sa Balkana
Ja sam žena sa Balkana
Pjesma nek me opije
pjesma mi je jača strana
nemam sreće nemam druga
srce dušu pokrene
samo kad sam kraj tebe
ne daš mira srcu mom
U kafani sama blijeda
bolujem zbog ljubavi
Pjesma nek me opije
vesela me pjesma vrijeđa

nikad neće biti sama

nikad neće biti sama
uvijek radiš sve po svom
ljubav tugu ubije
U kafani sama blijeda
neka znaju ljudi svi
ljubav tugu ubije
neka znaju ljudi svi