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Sasha Keable’s ‘Take Your Time’ featuring 6LACK lyrics
Read the lyrics to British singer and songwriter of Colombian descent Sasha Keable’s ‘Take Your Time’ featuring 6LACK in English.
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[/media-credit]Try to separate my love and friendship from my time
It don’t make sense that we still teeter on this line, oh, ah
Why’d you sit me down to talk if all these emotions escape your mind?
Don’t wanna give you my heart if you can’t promise you
You gon’ call me in the morning when you want it
Pussy golden, have you feeling like a billionaire
Felt the urge, I made the text and you responded
No more going back and forth like we a rocking chair
Just take your time with me, ooh
Take your time with me, yeah
Pretend there was no one before you (ooh)
Pretend it was you from the start (ooh)
All I do it before you (ooh)
And that’s the thing that really tears me apart
‘Cause what I feel ain’t what you feel when we on bed, oh
We got a deal we had agreed upon
You gon’ call me in the morning when you want it
Pussy golden, have you feeling like a billionaire
Felt the urge, I made the text and you responded
No more going back and forth like we a rocking chair
Just take your time with me, ooh
Take your time with me, yeah
I’m thinkin’ I should, you’re hopin’ I will
Want me to be gentle, that’s part of the deal
So I’m takin’ my time, two-tone AP, not wastin’ my time
You should do me like a sergeant if I can’t stay in line
Call me out, cuss me out and shit
That’s the punishment you pay for being counterfeit
Back and forth like a rap beef, did you sign off from your ex?
If he texts, you should tell him you at me
I want you above me, but this shit is beyond me
You’re fightin’ to be hard, I’m really your heartbeat
With all the back and forth, I was keepin’ the tab open, but you set the bar
Now I’m on my last, uh, cheers to the past, yeah
Just take your time with me, ooh
Take your time with me, yeah
You gon’ call me in the morning when you want it
Pussy golden, have you feeling like a billionaire
Felt the urge, I made the text and you responded
No more going back and forth like we a rocking chair
You gon’ call me in the morning when you want it (morning)
Pussy golden, have you feeling like a billionaire
Felt the urge, I made the text and you responded (morning)
No more going back and forth like we a rocking chair
Just take your time on me, ooh (take your time, take your time)
Take your time on me, yeah (take your time, take your time)
I can take you, take all you
I can suck it back again, ooh
I can take it back, take you, ooh
I can see you take care, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby
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Donna Goldn (돈나 골든)’s ‘Grape Wifey (청포도 마누라)’ lyrics (English)
Read the lyrics to artist Belgian singer-songwriter Donna Goldn (돈나 골든)’s savage ‘Grape Wifey (청포도 마누라)’ in English.
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I have come to slay y’all mother fuckin’
Bitch ass fuckboys[Verse 1]
Don’t be too sad It
can’t be helped I
believed that I loved you
But I guess I wasn’t
I had feelings at first But
they don’t grow anymore
I’m sorry, babe (Baby)
How about green grape dew instead[Verse 2]
Green grapes, is the ya-ya-ya I
don’t wanna hear your bullshit anymore
Uh, remember? Back then, you wanted to start
with me like that (I) was so scared back then (Boy) I told you to go more slowly (Man) I was such a stupid Green grapes, grapes, grapes, grapes Idiot (Go slow and eat grapes) Because of your sweet words, I was fooled even though I knew it, I’m crazy You’re not cool I’m hungry (I just don’t like you like that, babe)[Chorus]
I’m sick and tired of your fuckin’ silences
spit to the jelly freakin’ hate it
chimchim to the jelly fuckin’ hate it
I’m sick and tired of your fuckin’ silences
spit to the jelly freakin’ hate it
chimchim to the muk fuckin’ hate it[Outro]
I’ll teach you how to talk,
you’re my student, I’m your conversation teacher (My wife)
I’ll teach you how to talk,
you’re my student, I’m your conversation teacher How about it?
[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGuZ8Zcl1ZA&h=315]
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Donna Goldn (돈나 골든)’s ‘Grape Wifey (청포도 마누라)’ lyrics (Korean)
Read the lyrics to artist Belgian singer-songwriter Donna Goldn (돈나 골든)’s savage ‘Grape Wifey (청포도 마누라)’ in Korean.
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[/media-credit][Intro]
I have come to slay y’all mother fuckin’
Bitch ass fuckboys[Verse 1]
너무 슬퍼하지 마
어쩔 수 없는 거 야
너를 사랑했다고 믿었어
근데 아니었나 봐
처음에 감정이 있었지만
더 이상 커지지 않아
미안해, babe (Baby)
대신 청포도에이슬 어때[Verse 2]
청포도에이슬 is the ya-ya-ya
더 이상 니 지랄 듣고 싶지 않아
Uh, remember?
너 그때 나와 함께 그렇게
시작하고 싶던 그때
(난) 너무 두려웠어 그때
(Boy) I told you to go more 천천히
(Man) I was such a stupid
청포도포도 청포도포도포도 멍청
(천천히 가고 포도 먹고)
너의 달달한 말들 때문에 알면서도 속았어
난 미쳤어 넌 안 멋있어 배고파
(I just don’t like you like that, babe)[Chorus]
I’m sick and tired of your fuckin’ silences
침 to the 묵 freakin’ hate it
침침 to the 묵 fuckin’ hate it
I’m sick and tired of your fuckin’ silences
침 to the 묵 freakin’ hate it
침침 to the 묵 fuckin’ hate it[Outro]
내 직접 대화 교육 시켜줄게
넌 학생 난 대화 선생 (나의 마누라)
내 직접 대화 교육 시켜줄게
넌 학생 난 대화 선생 어때?
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Ambré’s ‘You Don’t Know’ featuring Alex Isley lyrics
Read the lyrics to American R&B/Soul star Ambré’s collaboration ‘You Don’t Know’ featuring Alex Isley in English.
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[/media-credit]I don’t gotta take drugs, I be fiendin’
Got a clear vision, nobody see you like I do, oh
Catch me in the whip swangin’ (swangin’)
Beat knock, truck bangin’ (truck bangin’)
And I’m hood famous, but you don’t know my name
Driving me insane (my name), will you ever know?
Know, know, know (my name)
You don’t (know my name)
It’s a shame
Hope you feel the same
They all be asking ’bout me
And I just keep checking for you
Give you my heart and whatever else you want, baby
Who you think I be singing to?
We could be what your fantasies are made of, ooh
You park on Cadada
Take you home, meet my mama
All eyes on me but your own (but your own)
Nothing to you, just unknown, ooh (swangin’)
You don’t know my name (ooh)
Driving me insane (driving me insane)
Will you ever know?
Will you ever know? (Ooh)
Ooh, will you know my name?
It’s a shame (it’s a shame)
Hope you feel the same
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Pip Millett’s ‘Enough For You’ lyrics
Read the lyrics to Manchester emerging singer-songwriter Pip Millett’s ‘Enough For You’ in English. It interpolates Aaliyah’s classic.
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[/media-credit]I think you are special
No I’m not with you but think you are special
Babe I would like you
To kiss me again
Fuck being broken
I choose being open
Would hate if we broke it
Babe we could fix it?
I be your friend
I be your
I could be more than a friend
More than a lover
More than enough for you
Can’t get enough of ya
Please have me in your thoughts
I’m still reminiscing
‘Cause his touch do something different
Way past the line
I’m doing time
Up in my head
Can’t call it daydreaming no
Please have me in your thoughts
I’m still reminiscing
‘Cause the dick do something different
We do intense like a knife to the throat
Babe if you want me I’m yours
Put your name on my wrist
We could have four, five, six kids
I need to cool down but if you down
I be your friend
I be your
I could be more than a friend
More than a lover
More than enough for you
Can’t get enough of ya
Please have me in your thoughts
I’m still reminiscing
‘Cause his touch do something different
Way past the line
I’m doing time
Up in my head
Can’t call it daydreaming no
Please have me in your thoughts
I’m still reminiscing
‘Cause the dick do something different
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Celeste’s ‘This Is Who I Am’ lyrics
Read the lyrics to English singer-songwriter Celeste’s dramatic classic song ‘This Is Who I Am’ in English.
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[/media-credit]Some flowers never get to bloom and see the day
Some flowers are content to wish their lives away
Some may rise and some may fall
But only you may ever see me true
So only you can tell that this is who I am
This is who I am
And you know me like a river knows how to flow
My body is the story you were always told
The sun may rise, the sun may fall
But only you may ever see me true
So only you can tell that this is who I am
This is who I am
Send the white horses, seems I’ve exhausted
Those fickle games I play
Seen my good fortune made
For only you may ever see me true
So only you can tell them this is who I am
This is who I am
This is who I am
This is who I am
No lie, I’m no less
This is who I am
This is who I am
Sunrise to sunset
This is who I am[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZPdt_O6Tbw&h=315]
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Camille Yembe’s ‘Plastique’ lyrics (French)
Read the lyrics to Brussels, Belgium-born singer-songwriter Camille Yembe’s latest song ‘Plastique’ in French.
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Est-ce que tu m’passerais une cigarette
J’avoue je fume pas mais je peux le faire pour toi
C’est mal, c’est mal j’irais sûrement en enfer
J’sais plus quoi faire pour être la plus stylée ce soir[Refrain]
J’ai enfilé une peau en plastique
Pour éviter de tout casser encore
Une fois
J’ai enfilé une peau en plastique pour pouvoir la jeter jеter au sol mille fois[Couplet 2]
Est-ce quе toi tu reconnais la silhouette?
J’change de forme vite, vite pour ressembler à qui?
Un jour blonde un jour brune un jour populaire
Un jour les traits de mon visage seront ils symétriques
Je rêve de vivre d’amour et de cueillette moi
Ah, je vis la vie d’une autre fille c’est dommage
Ah, je rêve de vivre d’amour et de cueillette moi
Ah, je vis la vie d’une autre fille c’est dommage[Refrain]
J’ai enfilé une peau en plastique
Pour éviter de tout casser encore
Une fois
J’ai enfilé une peau en plastique pour pouvoir la jeter jeter au sol mille fois
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Camille Yembe’s ‘Plastique’ lyrics (English)
Read the lyrics to Brussels, Belgium-born singer-songwriter Camille Yembe’s latest song ‘Plastique’ in English.
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[/media-credit][Verse 1]
Would you pass me a cigarette
I admit I don’t smoke but I can do it for you
It’s wrong, it’s wrong I’ll probably go to hell
I don’t know what to do anymore to be the most stylish tonight[Chorus]
I put on a plastic skin
To avoid breaking everything again
One time
I put on a plastic skin so I can throw it on the ground a thousand times[Verse 2]
Do you recognize the silhouette?
I change shape quickly, quickly to look like who?
One day blonde one day brunette one day popular
One day will the features of my face be symmetrical
I dream of living on love and picking me
Ah, I live the life of another girl it’s a shame
Ah, I dream of living on love and picking me
Ah, I live the life of another girl it’s a shame[Chorus]
I put on a plastic skin
To avoid breaking everything again
Once
I put on a plastic skin to be able to throw it to the ground a thousand times
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SARU’s ‘Don’t Call Me’ lyrics
Read the lyrics to Stockholm, Sweden’s 90s nostalgic R&B singer-songwriter SARU’s ‘Don’t Call Me’ in English.
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[/media-credit]I might smile in your face but I′m plotting
Leveling up now you’re tryna get something
I′m never stagnant I’m always on the move
What one nigga won’t do another one will do
Losing me was a dumb decision
Red flags
Sirens are ringing
But I come alive on the weekend
Clubs going up
DJ spinning
Don′t call me
Can′t keep bugging me
Don’t call me
I′m on to the next thing
Hair did
Nails did
Bills paid
Independent gotta do my own thing
Don’t call me
Pressing red every time babe
Don′t call me
I’m going off I′m outta reach
I know I’m too hard to forget
I’ll cut you off like I never even knew your name
You′ll never find me in someone else
Got big energy baby it′s not hard to tell
I’m addictive that′s why you can’t let go
I know cus you stay posted on my block
You be lurking on the low
I′m too young
Too hot
Too busy living
Don’t care what you do stay up and go tricking
Once I′m done I don’t give second chances
Rolling in
I’m on top
Got all eyes on me
Don′t call me
Can′t keep bugging me
Don’t call me
I′m on to the next thing
Hair did
Nails did
Bills paid
Independent gotta do my own thing
Don’t call me
Pressing red every time babe
Don′t call me
I’m going off I′m outta reach
I know I’m too hard to forget
I’ll cut you off like I never even knew your name
What do I look like crying wasting my time
Posted with my girls
Don′t act surprised
It′s 12:30 baby we outside
We getting active
Club jumping
Unblocking numbers
Open my line
What do I look like crying wasting my time
Posted with my girls
Don’t act surprised
It′s 12:30 baby we outside
We getting active
Club jumping
Unblocking numbers
Open my line
Don’t call me
Don′t bother
Don’t call me
No oh
Don′t call me
No oh
Don’t bother calling me
Don’t call me
Keep on
Don′t call me
Whatever you do
Don′t call me
Don’t bother calling me
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Paloma Mami’s ‘Mi Kama’ lyrics
Read the lyrics to American-Chilean singer-songwriter Paloma Mami’s popular track ‘Mi Kama’ in Spanish and English.
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Baby, yo no, es mi cama la que ya te extraña
Hace tiempo que no, oh-oh, lo hacemo’ porque la amistad se daña
Y ambos sabemo’ y no decimo’ nada
No hace falta, ya mi cuerpo habla
Con razón mi cama dice que te extraña
Baby, yo no, es mi cama la que ya te extraña
Hace tiempo que no, oh-oh, lo hacemo’ porque la amistad se daña
Y ambos sabemo’ y no decimo’ nada (Ah, ah)
No hace falta, ya mi cuerpo habla
Con razón mi cama dice que te extraña, mmm[Verso 1]
Amárrame, apriétame, ven y rómpeme
No me mirе’ así, que no me puedo contеner
Tú sabe’ que soy loca, yo nunca te fantasmeé
Te cumplo toa’ las fantasías, soy tu anime
Le llega supersónico (Oh) whenever le tiro (Uh)
Nuestro junte en la cama es icónico
Se sabe to’ los truco’, tiene to’ los código’
No hace falta sustancia’ pa’ que sea eufórico (Uh, yeah)
De costumbre soy pesada, pero tú me afloja’
Serán las gana’, será la nota
Que me pide llamarte pa’ que me coma’ enterota
Tengo la cama ready pa’ que me la rompa’
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