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Versuri: The Weeknd, Playboi Carti – Timeless

XO
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, no

Ever since I was a jit, knew I was the shit (ooh, yeah)
Shorty keep wanna come ‘round, she wanna get hit (wanna get hit so hard)
She think she the main because I keep her by my side
Double-O, bust down the watch, she know that I’m timeless (timeless)
I put my son in some Rick
I pull that gun off the hip
Pockets hold twenty-two clips (ah)
I break her heart, Comme Garçons
Put on a shirt, get put on a blimp
Bitch like a stain, get ready to lick
I had to tell her that ever since I was a jit, knew I was the shit(oh)
She singin’ my songs, she wanna die lit, tryna get hit
House like a bank, deposit this bitch, deposit that check
Smile on my face, ain’t playing shit, come and get checked (uh)
Ice on my neck, Double-O wrist
She in the Scat, hell of a ‘Cat
Fresh out the trench, four hundred packs
Uh, yeah, I’m spinnin’ in Paris (uh)
Dress for these hoes, they finna flock
Just poured a four in a soda, it pop
Them drugs finna hit, I’m feelin’ ill
I’m wrestlin’ all of my demons, I feel like The Rock

Ever since I was a kid, I been legit (jit, ooh, nah)
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist (dumb bit’)
XO tatted all over her body, yeah (yeah)
She just wanna roll and I don’t mind it, yeah
Ever since I was jit, I been legit (ooh, nah, uh)
You should let her go, she wanna be it (oh, yeah)
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah
It don’t matter what they say, I’m timeless, yeah (damn)

Oh, city on fire when I’m comin’ home
Fill up the sky (yeah), I fill up the Dome
They’ll play it one day (yeah), it’s a hell of a show
But it’s gonna hurt ‘cause we did it first
Feel like Skateboard P, BBC boys on the creep
Feel like it’s ’03, Neptune drum with a beam (yeah)
She hippie-flippin’ a bean, she wanna fuck with the team
She fell in love with the cream (yeah), she fell in love with the scene
Ooh, yeah, her man quiet, not a peep (oh, nah)
Broke his heart, PTSD (oh, nah)
Hold his chest, let it breathe
Let it breathe, niggas scheme
And I got a priest, he got a cross
Get out of line, send him to God
I shed a tear, pray for a loss, ooh, yeah (yeah)

Ever since I was a kid, I been legit (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, oh, oh)
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist (ah)
XO tatted all over her body, yeah (body, yeah)
She just wanna roll and I don’t mind it, yeah
Ever since I was jit, I been legit (yeah, ooh, nah)
You should let her go, she wanna be it (oh, nah)
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah (body, yeah)
It don’t matter what they say, I’m timeless

Timeless (oh), timeless, timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Timeless, timeless, timeless (yeah), timeless
Timeless (yeah), timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
(Blatt)
(Yuh, lit)

Versuri: REGGAETON CHAMPAGNE – Bellakath ft Dani Flow

Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán
Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán
Mmm, jajajaja
Trr, trr, trr, trr
Dani Flow
Y la Bellakath, what’s up?

Yo estoy que te parto, y tu gato, barato (rrr)
Quiero que te pongas en cuatro
Baby, vamos a hacer un trato
Vente un fin de semana a Irapuato
Dani Flow, el bellaco, sí
Hoy te toca dick en el Hampton Inn
Pito pa’ ti si lo permite Chuchín
Tengo mucha feria, cachín, -chín, -chín
Y mamasota prende el blunt, te hago en ron-toron-ton-ton
El estilo chacalón, de México el reggaetón
Para coger tengo un don y condón
Te mando a operar el culo con el doc’ que me adelantó el mentón
Aquí se factura gacho, no me voy para el gabacho
Yo sé que tú quieres verme, en el show te guacho
Tira, no me engancho, pero tampoco me agacho
Mucho menos en el antro, si vengo con los muchachos
Con el fronteo a full, una perla negra con Red Bull
¿Quieres que te llene la carita de Yakult?
¿Quieres que te grabe mientras te reviento el cu-?
Rosita a lo bubblegum, eso me parece cool

Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán
Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán

Yo no tengo problema si tú fumas hierba
Ojalá te de tos para que saques mucha flema
Yo le pongo fuego, tú pones la leña
Y mientras el beat suena te recito un poema
Qué bonitos ojos tienes, quiero chuparte el pene
Con todo respeto, espero no te moleste
Está cerca diciembre, ojalá no te enfermes
Y que no te dé fiebre para que tú me lo entierres
Baby, ponme como quieras, eso no me molesta
Introdúcela completa, rosa, bien rico aprieta
Puedo ser tu puta, también tu princesa
Y si te soy honesta, quiero que me chupes una teta
Arriba de la mesa, Santa Clara de fresa
Traviesa la cabeza cuando yo la tengo siesa
A mí me gusta, grande, me gusta bien gruesa (jaja)

Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán
Re-re-reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán

ay, pero no puede ser, es Dani Flow
(Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán) y la chica de las poesías, la Bellakath
(Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán) en „Kittyponeo”, la magia del perreo
(Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán) pu-pu-puma, tra
Pu-pu-pu-puma, tra
What’s up? (Reggaetón, champán)
Morbo King
Reggaetón Mexa
(Reggaetón, champán, -pán-pán-pán, -pán, -pán) pu-pu-pu-puma, tra (jaja)

Versuri: Coldplay – WE PRAY (TINI Version)

Whoa

Oh

And so we pray

Ooh

I pray that I don’t give up, pray that I do my best
Pray that I can lift up, pray my brother is blessed
Prayin’ for enough, pray Virgilio wins
Pray I judge nobody and forgive me my sins

I pray we make it, pray my friend will pull through
Pray as I take it unto others, I do
Prayin’ on your love, we pray with every breath
Though I’m in the valley of the shadow of death

And so we pray for someone to come and show me the way
And so we pray for some shelter and some records to play
And so we pray, we’ll be singin’ „Baraye”
Pray that we make it to the end of the day

And so we pray, I know somewhere that Heaven is waitin’
And so we pray, I know somewhere there’s something amazin’
And so we pray, I know somewhere we’ll feel no pain
Until we make it to the end of the day

I pray that love will shelter us from our fears
Oh, I pray you trust to let me wipe off your tears
Confront all the pain that we felt inside
With all the cards we’ve been dealt in life
Pray I speak my truth and keep my sisters alive

So for the ones who parted seas (ah, yeah)
For the ones who’s followin’ dreams (ah, yeah)
For the ones who knocked down doors (ah, yeah)
And allowed us to pass down keys (ah, yeah)
Pray that we speak with a tongue that is honest
And that we understand how to be modest
Pray when she looks at herself in the mirror
She sees a queen, she sees a goddess

And so we pray for someone to come and show me the way
And so we pray for some shelter and some records to play
And so we pray, we’ll be singin’ „Baraye”
Pray that we make it to the end of the day

And so we pray, I know somewhere that Heaven is waitin’
And so we pray, I know somewhere there’s something amazin’
And so we pray, I know somewhere we’ll feel no pain
Until we make it to the end of the day

On my knees, I pray, as I sleep and wake
‘Cause inside my head is a frightenin’ place
Keep a smiling face, only by His grace
‘Cause love’s more than I can take, hey

And so we pray (and so we pray)
And so we pray (and so we pray)
And so we pray (we’ll be singin’ „Baraye”)
‘Til nobody’s in need and everybody can say (oh)

La-la-la, la-la, la-la (la-la)
La-la-la, la-la, la-la (la-la-la, la)
La-la-la, la-la, la-la (sing it to me)
La-la-la, la-la, we pray, we pray

La-la-la, la-la, la-la (I know somewhere that Heaven is waitin’, is waitin’)
La-la-la, la-la, la-la (I know somewhere there’s something amazin’, something amazin’)
La-la-la, la-la, la-la (until we feel no pain)
La-la-la, la-la, we pray, we pray, we pray

La-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la, we pray, we pray, we pray

Versuri: Teddy Swims – Lose Control

Something’s got a hold of me lately
No, I don’t know myself anymore
Feels like the walls are all closin’ in
And the devil’s knockin’ at my door, whoa

Out of my mind, how many times
Did I tell you I’m no good at bein’ alone?
Yeah, it’s takin’ a toll on me, tryin’ my best to keep
From tearin’ the skin off my bones, don’t you know

I lose control
When you’re not next to me (when you’re not here with me)
I’m fallin’ apart right in front of you, can’t you see?
I lose control
When you’re not next to me, mm-hm
Yeah, you’re breakin’ my heart, baby
You make a mess of me

Problematic
Problem is I want your body like a fiend, like a bad habit
Bad habits hard to break when I’m with you
Yeah, I know, I could do it on my own
But I want that real full moon black magic and it takes two
Problematic
Problem is when I’m with you, I’m an addict
And I need some relief, my skin in your teeth
Can’t see the forest through the trees
Got me down on my knees, darlin’ please, oh

I lose control
When you’re not next to me (when you’re not here with me)
I’m fallin’ apart right in front of you, can’t you see?
I lose control
When you’re not next to me, mm-hm
Yeah, you’re breakin’ my heart, baby
You make a mess of me, yeah

I lose control
When you’re not here with me, mm
I’m fallin’ apart right in front of you, can’t you see?
I lose control
When you’re not here with me, mm-hm
Yeah, you’re breakin’ my heart, baby
You make a mess of me

Versuri: Central Cee x Dave – Sprinter

The mandem too inconsiderate
Five-star hotel, smoking cigarette
Mixin’ codeine up with the Phenergan
She got thick but she wanna get thin again
Drinkin’ apple cider vinegar
Wearin’ SKIM ‘cause she wanna be Kim and ‘em
Uh, alright
I know that you’re bad, stop actin’ innocent
We ain’t got generational wealth
It’s only a year that I’ve had these millions
My whip could’ve been in the Tokyo Drift ‘cause it’s fast and furious
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus
They had their chance but blew it
Now this gyal want me in her uterus
Fuck it, I’m rich, let’s do it (fuck it)

Take a look at these diamonds wrong
It’s a life of squintin’, can’t just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I’m halfway there
Brown and bad
Couldn’t change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (uh)

One hundred eaters
They won’t fit in one SUV (nah)
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Alright, like send the address through, please

SUV, the outside white
The inside brown like Michael Jack’
More time, man build a line and trap
Spend like I don’t even like my stack
Pistol came on a Irish ferry
Let go and it sound like a tap dance
The way that I ball
No yellow, the ref have to give me a black card
Who did what we’re doin’ with rap?
Man couldn’t sell out his show after all them years of doin’ the cap
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Inter, two man in Milan
Heard one of my tings datin’ P. Diddy
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands

I told her my name is Cench
She said, „No, the one on your birth certificate”
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test
‘Cause they weren’t legitimate (nah)
She Turkish-Cypriot but her curves Brazilian
I want her and bro wants her affiliate
I’m cheap, still hit a chick like, „Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?”
She a feminist, she think I’m sexist
Twistin’ my words, I think she dyslexic
Give me my space, I’m intergalactic
Before I give you my Insta password
I’ll give you the pin to my AmEx
Huh, alright
This ain’t stainless steel, it’s platinum
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
„Still loadin'” that’s the caption
I’ve only amounted a minimal fraction
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
Can’t get rid of my pain with Aspirin
Dave just came in a Aston, I’m makin’ that Maybach Music (Maybach Music)
They’re tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes I may act stupid
I never went Uni, I been on a campus selling cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat
Then something gon’ leak, we ain’t playin’ exclusives

Take a look at these diamonds wrong
It’s a life of squintin’, can’t just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I’m halfway there
Brown and bad
Couldn’t change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (uh)

One hundred eaters
They won’t fit in one SUV (nah)
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Alright, like send the address through, please

Fire for a wife beater
Can’t rock with that, I ain’t wearin’ a vest
Man have to send her therapy
She got a E-cup bra, a lot on her chest
I’m in Jamaica, Oracabess’
Hit a lick, went Cash Converters
That don’t work, it’s pawn, no chess
I’m doin’ more and talkin’ less
I love chillin’ with broke bitches
Man book one flight and they all impressed (alright)
I’m in the G63
The car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Man livin’ for nyash and dyin’ for nyash, it’s fucked
Don’t know which one’s worse, I’m fucked
Bags in his and hers
What’s hers is hers, what’s mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger
It can’t be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, paper’s pink
I’d probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like
„Look what you made me do”?
Yeah, (alright) started with a queue, didn’t wait in line
Weird, I’m askin’ my Blasian one
„Why you so focused on your Asian side?”
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave’s inside

Versuri: Íñigo Quintero – Si No Estás [Traducere Romaneasca]

(Visezi departe, asta ți-e puterea

Care ti-a fost dată de sus)

Nu știu încotro mă îndrept,

Nu e real,

Acum o vreme ai devenit incă o una in plus,

Și urăsc când mă umplu de otrava asta și aud sute de tunete dacă tu lipsești.

Ce mi-ai făcut?

Unde mă aflu?

O sută de planete îmi apar brusc,

E o halucinație.

Vreau să-ți văd cealaltă jumătate fugind din orașul ăsta

Și vreau sa fiu infectat cu modul tău de a gândi.

Privesc spre cer când îmi amintesc,

Înțeleg încă o dată că nu este moment să nu mă gândesc la tine.

Distanța asta nu e normală, m-am săturat să aștept,

Două bilete să te iubesc, nu vreau să văd nimic altceva.

Imposibil, e prea târziu,

Totul e o învălmășeală,

Asta e o obsesie,

Câteva semne de la tine nu ajută

Nimic nu mai e cum a fost,

Uit cine sunt!

Ce mi-ai făcut?

Unde mă aflu?

Nu mergi drept, ca întotdeauna,

Și brusc imi pierd mințile.

O sută de complexe fără rost,

Bătăile inimii tale și vocea ta mă înnebunesc,

Nu mai pot!

Nu știu încotro mă îndrept,

Nu e real,

Acum o vreme ai devenit incă o una in plus,

Și urăsc când mă umplu de otrava asta și aud sute de tunete dacă tu lipsești.

Imposibil, e prea târziu,

Totul e o învălmășeală,

Asta e o obsesie,

Câteva semne de la tine nu ajută

Nimic nu mai e cum a fost,

Uit cine sunt!

Și tu unde ești?

De fapt au fost sute de nopți afurisite fără îmbrățișarea ta,

E oarecum ciudat, sunt dependent de iubirea ta.

Vreau să te văd, să te văd,

Vreau să se termine asta!