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That Mexican OT - Opp or 2 (feat. Maxo Kream) (Oficial Video)

[Intro]
(Ooh, Jonny Shipes)
(This is a true Hollywood beat)

[Verse 1: That Mexican OT]
Every beat that I'm on, I'ma eat like a fat ass
"You gotta be quicker than that", I'm that fast
Good dope, geeked up, filled up like a lab rat
AR-15 fit perfect in the backpack (Fah-fah)
I'm decapitating anybody hatin'
I'm a lamb in a blanket
It'll put his bitch-ass right to sleep
Feeling froggy, then leap
I shoot at the feet
"How he roll his tongue like that? It's so unique" (Grrt)
Don't make me make this yappa, "Grrt"
V8 in the hood, when it start it go, "Grrt"
Big box the block, make the Glock go, "Grrt, grrt-grrt-grrt-grrt"
I say for breakfast I eat Xannies
I clean my face with panties
I mix the Wock' with candy
I'm straight out of Texas like Sandy
I'm in the phantom like I'm Danny
Call Rozay for the Remy
I take her to the telly, then I piss on a ho like Kelly

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[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
Oh, yeah, she like the way I stick and move (And move)
There ain't nothin' smooth than a hoover that groove
Choppa speaking like Biggie, so give me the loot
I might just catch me an opp' or two (Or two)
You ain't gangster, bitch, you boobble the foo
Put my foot in this mouth, make him shit out his shoe

[Verse 2: Maxo Kream]
Every-every-every time we get the drop, you know what we do
Came for the main opp', we gon' shoot at his crew
Murder block, foreign park, Bay, make it five times two
Make a nigga slow row like he talkin' to Screw
We the walk down-run up-hop out crew
My gun bust a kappa, we stepping like Nupes
Hit his top up when I up the Glock, boy
Catch you on the block, boy
All my niggas gon' shoot
Bulletproof Lambo', ridin' with the ammo
Line, no west, get fanned like a candle
Money don't come, hit ya cabanas
Stepping on toes, got me rocking Cletta
Made it sim pedaling
Pounds, heroin, drink
Servin' that PHD
Birds, I be selling them, serve you a Pelican
Hit up my Mexican, get 'em OT


[Chorus: That Mexican OT]
Oh, yeah, she like the way I stick and move (And move)
There ain't nothin' smooth than a hoover that groove
Choppa speaking like Biggie, so give me the loot
I might just catch me an opp' or two (Or two)
You ain't gangster, bitch, you boobble the foo
Put my foot in this mouth, make him shit out his shoe
She like the way I stick and move (And move)
There ain't nothin' smooth than a hoover that groove
Choppa speaking like Biggie, so give me the loot
I might just catch me an opp' or two (Or two)
You ain't gangster, bitch, you boobble the foo
Put my foot in this mouth, make him shit out his shoe

Ver video "That Mexican OT - Opp or 2 (feat. Maxo Kream) (Oficial Video)"

1965 Noruega - Kirsti Sparboe

"KARUSELL"

Mamma, jeg skal møte'n Kjell og han Arne nå i kveld
Vi skal spleise til en reise på en gøyal karusell

Mamma, hvem skal jeg kjøre med først
Kanskje Arne for han er jo størst?
Ja, han denger opp Kjell hvis han drar i fletta mi
Eller kaller meg popjenta si

Men når Arne og jeg tar en tur
Blir han Kjell så forskrekkelig sur
Så jeg tror det er best at vi kjører alle tre
I en vogn som er stor nok til det

Mamma, jeg er forelsket i Kjell
Klart jeg kjører med han likevel
Når vi suser avsted skal han få en real klem
Og så skal han få følge meg hjem

Stakkar Arne må stå der og se
Men jeg kan ikke bry meg om det
Jeg har sannelig nok med å tenke på meg selv
Når jeg svever omkring med han Kjell

Når jeg svever omkring, når jeg svever omkring
Når jeg svever i vår karusell

Ver video "1965 Noruega - Kirsti Sparboe"

Custom Firmware Enabler 3.70

English: This episode shows how to install Custom Firmware Enabler 3.70 on a PSP. This is aimed for PSP 2000 with TA-88v3 mobo and PSP 3000.

Español: En este episodio veremos cómo instalar el Custom Firmware Enabler 3.70 en la PSP. Especial para PSP 2000 con placa maldita y PSP 3000.

Web: http://lgallardo.com/en/2009/06/07/custom-firmware-enabler-para-psp-3000custom-firmware-enabler-for-psp-3000/
English: http://blip.tv/file/3740805
Español: http://blip.tv/file/3736556
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Soundtrack by Kämmerer (http://www.jamendo.com/en/artist/newmad)

Ver video "Custom Firmware Enabler 3.70"

Kodak Black - Walk [Official Music Video] - Walk [Oficial Video]

[Intro]
Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too?
The fuck got into you?

[Chorus]
(Walk) I'm big stepper, I drip when I walk
I'm bringin' pressure around when I walk
I kicked the bitch out the Jeep, told her, "Walk"
Yeah, I jump on these beats and I walk
Slide, keep on slidin' (Walk)
Opps just keep on dyin' (Walk)
Spin 'round, spin 'round (Walk)
Step down, step down (Walk)



[Verse 1]
Hmm, Hellcat came with a exhaust
Switched out on me, must be lost
KTB, Kodak the boss
Hit the pain back, it gloss
Your bitch in here, she gettin' tossed
Baguettes on my neck, look like frost
I'm bussin' checks in her office
I play defensе and offense
Run up, you get stеpped on, I'm a demon, I throw crosses
Run down with my vest on, no such thing as being too cautious
I took all my losses to the chin and then I charged it
Fresh out of prison, I'm already spinnin', I'm right back where I started
.223s in the cartridge
5.56s and switches
Ain't spendin' on none of you bitches
Won't sip then gettin' anything from me
My niggas love me and it ain't 'bout the money 'cause they get to spin it for free
I'm from the city, no pity, lil' nigga went missin' the other day, he was just three

[Chorus]
(Walk) I'm big stepper, I drip when I walk
I'm bringin' pressure around when I walk
I kicked the bitch out the G, told her, "Walk"
Yeah, I jump on these beats and I walk
Slide, keep on slidin' (Walk)
Opps just keep on dyin' (Walk)
Spin 'round, spin 'round (Walk)
Step down, step down (Walk)


[Verse 2]
Walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walk, walky
Picked up a bag when I walked in
I fucked this bitch now that nigga keep stalkin' my page
I got too many options to make
I fuck all my bitches the same
Turned in the jet for a Range
I did the dash like Dame
She see my wrist, it say dang
Audemars fresh out the pen
Walk and whip and walk around the kitchen with the pot right in my hand
Walk, step, slide, spin
Ain't no perc fives ten
Big size rim
Not 'cause I'm walkin', talk me then
Don't even lie, I walk
What you call that? It wasn't even my fault
One point five in a vault
I'm on the blogs anytime that I talk
Thirteen calls and I'm still gon' mop
And I'm on lean today
Now I gotta have it, they didn't even chase it
They don't fuck with me 'cause they know they can't

[Chorus]
(Walk) I'm big stepper, I drip when I walk
I'm bringin' pressure around when I walk
I kicked the bitch out the G, told her, "Walk"
Yeah, I jump on these beats and I walk
Slide, keep on slidin' (Walk)
Opps just keep on dyin' (Walk)
Spin 'round, spin 'round (Walk)
Step down, step down (Walk)

Ver video "Kodak Black - Walk [Official Music Video] - Walk [Oficial Video]"

Doja Cat - Paint The Town Red (Oficial Video)

[Verse 1: Doja Cat]
Said my happiness is all of your misery
I put good dick all in my kidneys
This Margiel' don't come with no jealousy
My illness don't come with no remedy
I am so much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I’m in yo’ shit if you send for me
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have magical foresight
You gon’ see me sleepin' in courtside
You gon' see me eatin' ten more times
Ugh, you can’t take that bitch nowhere
Ugh, I look better with no hair
Ugh, ain't no sign I can't smoke here
Ugh, gimme the chance and I'll go there (Yeah)

[Chorus: Doja Cat]
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red


[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
Said pop make money, now you try, bitch
You could use a revamp with a new vibe, sis
I don't need a big feature or a new sidekick
I don't need a new fan 'cause my boo like it
I don't need to wear a wig to make you like it
I'm a two-time bitch, you ain't knew I'd win?
Throw a shot like you tryna have a food fight then
All my opps waitin' for me to be you, I bet
Said I got drive, I don't need a car
Money really all that we fiendin' for
I'm doin' things they ain't seen before
Fans ain't dumb, but extremists are
I'm a demon, Lord
Fall off what? I ain't seen the horse
Called your bluff, better cite the source
Fame ain't somethin' that I need no more


[Chorus: Doja Cat]
'Cause, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red

[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle

[Outro: Dionne Warwick]
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by

Ver video "Doja Cat - Paint The Town Red (Oficial Video)"

El niño Rapero de 8 Años

Lyrics:

I'm coming home - I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away
I'll the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home - I'm coming home
Tell the world that I'm coming.......

Back where I belong
It's never felt so right
So I had to take this song
and drop it MattyB style

Feelin' the joy of living my dream
We've come a long way together
But I don't want you for a second to think this is all about me...
But if you see me out....

Now you might catch me in my purple hat
Yellow shirt chillin with my blue jeans on
Fresh pair of nikes and a beat that I be groovin' on
(I got my) shades? check - games? check
'Bout to take the next jet
West ta LAX - 'cause they know I make the beats sweat
Flow sweeter than honey and I'm handling this bee's nest (business)
Call me Matty (what) - said I'm handling my "B's-ness" (business)
Haters wanna break me wanna say that I won't the next...
What they do not realize is I ain't even got seated yet
This ain't even rappin 'cause I ain't even said "chyeah" yet
'Erbody's gotta know I'm growin' chyeah pet
First you take your time and create something colossal cool
Then you add apostrophe and do the "I'm Possible" (impossible)

Another chance for me to show it (show it)
Tell mom and Sarah Gracie (my sister) I'll be back before they know it (know it)
Easy to write the wrongs when you're a poet
So you gotta know first where you goin'... said

I'm coming home - I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away
I'll the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home - I'm coming home
Tell the world that I'm coming...


You might be smaller than your competition - all the more reason ta press
Forward for things in life that stay out there for you to get
Shape, size, color... they don't matter to a beating chest
Maybe black and blue - but your character still pumpin' red
This life's what I make it - it's my movie... so you're bound to see
Me taking my chances sharing all these many sounds in me
If I take potential and i water it with "I Believe"
I will grow a harvest where I blossom my reality
Give the world a diamond and forever it will not be pleased
People wanna tell ya that you're living in a fantasy but
Dream on dream on - that's what Steven Tyler said
Dream 'till your dreams got ya flyin' like a fighter jet

Another chance for me to show it (show it)
Tell mom and little sarah gracie I'll be back before they know it
Easy to write the wrongs when you're a poet
So you gotta know first where you goin'... said

I'm coming home - I'm coming home
Tell the world I'm coming home
let the rain wash away
I'll the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home - I'm coming home
tell the world that I'm coming...

Ver video "El niño Rapero de 8 Años"

2005 Latvia (Final)

"THE WAR IS NOT OVER"

Ta na na na... na na...
Na na na... na na...

I slowly walk into the night around
To see how dreams of people die
They gently fall from windows all around
And crash against the ground like glass
And I'm so sorry I'm so helpless in this angry world
If only I could change it for one day

The war is not over, everyone knows it
It's just a reason to make us believe
That someone's the loser, someone's the winner
To make us believe that's the way it should be
But I don't wanna believe

In the story they all tell this fairy tale has gone too far
I take a step and dare myself to be free
To see how beautiful we are, that everyone can be a star
If only we would start believe in dreams
Believe in who we are

The war is not over, everyone knows it
It's just a reason to make us believe
That someone's the loser, someone's the winner
To make us believe that's the way it should be
But I don't wanna believe

But I don't wanna believe
No, no, no, but I don't wanna believe

Ver video "2005 Latvia (Final)"

Lil Yachty - TESLA (Dirigido por Cole Bennett)

[Intro] Us [Verse 1] I ain't goin’ back and forth with that nigga, he ain't even made no millions He keep on droppin' the block, it’s a real reason Back and forth, back and forth, 'til it ain't even 'Til it ain't easy, seek help, immediately Go (Pssh, pssh), ooh, ooh, ooh (Pssh) Gas him up and get him killed My bitch spoiled like the milk He get tough off a pill, he get peeled Send that bitch home, actin' goofy, my cup spilled Bitch, you for real? (Damn), 'kay Bitch, we the new Beatles, shoot a film, Regal In the air, eagle, I don't want it if it’s legal [Chorus] Throw back this Tesla, throw back that mmm-mmm (Grr) Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm (Grr), mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm [Verse 2] Yeah, I just wanna taste it This lil’ bitch my ace Dawgy sеrve it anywhere, еven army bases Ain't gotta like me, they just gotta face it Geekin’ and I'm jaded, ratchet bitch, I hate it (Geek) Step, huh, geeked up, geeked, move Keep the top down, made the opps frown Switch sound like "Frr-frr" in the background (Hey) You might also like There I Go Gucci Mane Used To Be Young Miley Cyrus SOLO STEPPIN CRETE BOY Lil Yachty [Chorus] Throw back this Tesla, throw back that mmm-mmm (Grr) Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm [Verse 3] I can't lie, girl, I'm high (Mmm) Fuckin’ up a sack, put my wrist in the sky (Mmm) Gangster on the net, in real life, that won't fly (Uh) I can show you how to get them M's, DIY (Yeah) Put her on the spot, no time to be shy There he go, mmm, mmm There he is, get that boy (Mmm) Get that boy (Mmm), get that boy Get that boy Chill, chill [Chorus] Throw back this Tesla, throw back that mmm-mmm (Grr) Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm (Go) Mmm-mmm

Ver video "Lil Yachty - TESLA (Dirigido por Cole Bennett)"

NBA Youngboy - Like A Jungle (Out Numbered)

[Intro]
This the product, nigga, huh
This the product that been dished out from all the things and scenes
You hear me? You gotta hear me clear, all the things and scenes, everything ain't what it seems, nigga
And this the product that they gave back to you, for you to get the remedy of the gang
You need the remedy to make it out
This for, this for OG Bossalinie (Believe that)
Tell 'em, for real

[Chorus]
Look, I'm a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
Look, I'm a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
[Verse 1]
All these things make a real nigga turn strange, been through it all, he stayed the same
Seventeen, gone up the road strapped down with chains
Long nights, I spent the long hot, made me colder
Killers tryna play me closer, family tryna fuck me over
They gon' lock me up, I beat 'em once
Gotta get away, tryna beat 'em two times
Head back right now, tryna shake 'em while they play with my time
They don't know the truth, gettin' in the booth, see, I could make 'em resign
Clear me as a troops, last name Gaulden, the one's my last-born child
The fuck I'm 'posed to do tryna make it through where my daddy burdens?
Had to fight inside the can, I'll fight ya too if you make me nervous
Came and got this from my nigga, I'ma toot this tool while this shit look dirty
Your next cell gon' find ya ass murdered
OG, right now, I'm battlin' with some shit with a bitch who I been with since I was a child
She a fan of most of my opps, it seemin' wild
'Fore I kick this second verse, I'ma dissect everything I got sittin' in a pile
Just know I'm with you, you on a compound, I'm in a mansion feelin' chained right now

[Chorus]
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered

[Verse 2]
I'm smokin' chemicals back-to-back, this shit gettin' critical with a strap
I'm tryna keep my head on track, they tryna knock it from off the map
I needed P for just some game, he wanted to charge me, that shit wack
I can put on Bossalinie and get all the game I need from out the trap
I ain't no rat, that's disrespect, these pussy bitches tried to set traps
They ain't wanna see me ball, dawg, they did you that
I got a problem, I'm on drugs 'cause I'm hurtin', but they gon' lock me up 'cause I'm dirty
What type of fuckin' justice system is that?
You ain't gotta deceive a man that's curious, just look and sit back
The industry don't know this serious, I wasn't raised like that
From the Magnolia to the methenamine, all the way back 'cross the trap
Inside my cell, me and my dawg got hooked on food, should I sue for that?
I ain't no fool, I break the rules, now tell 'em bitches, "Build 'em back"
Don't approach me with no tool, ain't no screws inside my hat


[Chorus]
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered
Heart of a solider, but all the weight on my shoulders make me feel like I'm outnumbered, feel like I'm outnumbered

[Outro]
This Top, nigga
Woah (Oh)
It's YoungBoy
I was sittin' here thinkin' 'bout you nigga
Heart of a solider, you hear me?
You know, everything like a jungle, we gotta keep from going under
These niggas— these bitches don't know the meaning of truth no more, bro
I swear to God
I honestly feel it in my heart, though
This game water-whipped than a motherfucker
Huh, but you already know with me though, you hear me? You already know the lil' homie
I'm gettin' my [head?] bag than a motherfucker right now, you heard me? Ha
I'm feelin' like I'm outnumbered, OG
You heard me? Real big dawg shit, it's all good though
This nigga— nigga weighin' 'bout a hundred pounds right now, but I still could handle that choppa, I'd shoot a hundred rounds at all them clowns, believe that
You know it
I'm still thuggin', I'm still runnin' from the system, nigga, I know you heard that I came out on top
I'm still fightin' man, I gotta get 'em one more time 5
I'm holdin' on though, nigga
You already know I'm holdin' up longer than a bridge
I know you doin' the same
Believe that

Ver video "NBA Youngboy - Like A Jungle (Out Numbered)"

FaZe Kaysan - Plenty (feat. Nardo Wick, G Herbo, Babyface Ray & BIG30) [Oficial Video]

Lyrics:
[Nardo Wick]
(Kaysan)
All my opps Brad Pitts
Fuck out of here
All these, all these ***s do is act gangster 
Them ***s ain't gangster

[Nardo Wick]
Plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips
Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips
Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips
Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips

[Nardo Wick]
Since them ***s act, pull up with clips and shoot a movie (Shoot a movie)
Depend on how good we do, this shit might make the TV too (Shit might make the news)
Dependin' how good we do, might come out for a part two (Spin again)
Pull up with cannons, bro-bro, you direct and I'm gon' shoot (Grrah, grahh, grahh)
Red alert, dead alert, what my brother see?
A *** just got put to bed alert (He got put asleep)
This a super charge, love to make it jerk (Vroom, vroom)
This a wicked ho, my song come on, she twerk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feel like Drizzy mama thirty years ago, the way I carry Drac'
Lil' bruh knock on the door and run, the knob twist, I let it shake
My *** tried to jump the fence, I heard he died on the gate
They say one *** shot and missed 'em all
Hello? Bet, I just heard he got shot in his face

[G Herbo]
Headshot, ain't no leg shots, bitch ***
Forty blast, we gon' take his ass off the list, ***
Breakin' glass, got him' takin' ass when we blitz ***s
Think lil' bro done whipped a baby ass, keep that switch with 'em (Brrt)
Ayy, jump out, we don't play (Bah)
Split up, went both ways
Shut up, we don't say (Shut the fuck up)
Nothin', he in the way
Get hit up, can't even get up, he hit in the face
And ***s that's livin', we can't even trace
They skipped the state, for real (They did)
Range SVR, Trackhawk straight and we willin' to race (Willin' to race), for real
Fuck the jakes, we gon' go on a chase
Keep the foot on gas, like it ain't no brakes (Skrrt)
We ain't giving no pass, give the chance to take it
We just gon' take it, shoutout your bro, heard he ain't gon' make it
Heard ***s hatin' how I gangbang, well, they just gon' hate it

[Nardo Wick & BIG30]
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips
Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips (Yeah, yeah)
Plenty guns, plenty clips (Big blrrd), plenty guns, plenty clips (Brr)
Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty guns, plenty clips (Ayy, ayy, let's go)

[BIG30]
Brr, ayy, ayy, I don't fuck with ***s
Plenty Glocks up in this bitch, pop out with plenty killers
I swear, we never stop to spin, I got relentless killers
Got KD with me, my lil' *** known to finish ***s
Bitch, I got plenty pistols, my AR came with a sniper scope
Lil' freaky bitch ain't got no license, eat dick while we drive the boat
We spin they block, four people shot, now look, don't play with me no more
Ayy, I'm a doggy with this Glock, but with this Draco, I'm the G.O.A.T
Big blrrd, I get shit out of here
Reach for my chain while at the show, get your shit splat in here
I'ma leave this bitch just how I came, I leave you flat in here
Don't drive suburbans to my show, ayy, throw that 'Cat in gear (Blrrd)

[Babyface Ray]
Plenty guns, plenty clips (Plenty), forty-ones, no thirty-six (Uh-uh)
Face mob, GTA (Face mob)
Foreign cars at the Clearport bitch (Yeah)
Really I'm laughin' (Laughin')
'Cause ***s be lackin', laggin' (Lack)
Far behind, I passed it
My shorties be demons, lookin' for action
Ask 'em, but say the wrong things, they blastin'
Take off like NASA, we got a problem, Houston
My youngin' with me, got a quick draw like Curry
I know he get tired of shootin' (Creep down)
All that actin', you a created player when you inside the booth (All that actin')
Wood on the Drac', it look like a baseball bat, my ***s slidin' through (Wood grain)
My neck lit, did the same thing for bitch, wrist full of diamonds too (***)
Millions of racks, this the same thing when I sip, I'm tryna find the juice (***)
M63, two-door, blue and this MAC, they can't find the roof (Boy)
Count my money, goddamn, you a bad bitch and she fine as shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ver video "FaZe Kaysan - Plenty (feat. Nardo Wick, G Herbo, Babyface Ray & BIG30) [Oficial Video]"

8 Year Old Raps Black Eyed Peas - Just Can't Get Enough

ust Cant Get Enough
MattyBRaps Cover/Remix

The more I think about it every night and day
We're all different but we're jamming one love
I really wouldn't have it any other way
You are beautiful - I just can't get enough

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Once upon a time there was little boy that hip hopped
Wanted to succeed - so he practiced round the tik tok
Some people believed - like a spaceship he would lift off
other people hated on him - at the age of 8 they told him
what are you, a joke? You're supposed to go kick rocks
People didn't like it that he thought outside the sand box
They talked about him like a get rich quick scheme
didn't believe his skits would hit big screens
stuck in the past like an 8 bit computer chip
but he wasn't common so he kept drawin' his comic strips
Supposed to quit - but - close to it
Whatever "it" might mean - see It was all a dream
when it rains it pours... he wasn't drizzy though
still he built an Ark like that Fri-ee-day video
stirring the crock pot punch lines scalding
Black Eyed Peas I mixed with Bob Marley

The more I think about it every night and day
We're all different but we jamming one love
I really wouldn't have it any other way
You are beautiful - I just can't get enough

When to fight, when to flow
when it's right... how ta know
What to say when the world's eyes stay your way
Why a stage? Why we pray
These are a few of the things that I'm learning everyday
they say I'm cocky... I say I'm pro
Notice how the haters always stay UNDER the videos
Even when you're jammin' know that everyone's a critic so
Let me be the first to say that I'm about to RIP it... GO
Never let another take away from what God's given you
the gifts and talents - everything that makes you very beautiful
you're perfect just the way you are so
never ever change it for nobody you're somebody even if you've got nobody
Everyone is different - it's a beautiful sight
you know we're all the same color when we turn out the lights
I'll take the sunshine with the pain
Grab my Savior - God's sad... that's when it rains
End Quote... Sayin... Chyeah

The more I think about it every night and day
We're all different but we jamming one love
I really wouldn't have it any other way
You are beautiful - I just can't get enough

Ver video "8 Year Old Raps Black Eyed Peas - Just Can't Get Enough"