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Coi Leray - Lick Back (Lyrics) Subscribe for more new hip-hop lyric videos: https://www.youtube.com/@albumdigshiphop?sub_confirmation=1 Coi Leray https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCiHc6oRZnXXZHZlaxbNkfQg https://www.instagram.com/coileray https://www.facebook.com/OfficialCoiLeray/ https://www.tiktok.com/@coileray https://www.facebook.com/OfficialCoiLeray/ https://music.apple.com/us/artist/coi-leray/1358539712 🟢 https://open.spotify.com/artist/6AMd49uBDJfhf30Ak2QR5s Album Digs https://www.youtube.com/@albumdigshiphop https://www.youtube.com/@albumdigslyrics https://www.youtube.com/@albumdigschill https://www.youtube.com/@albumdigs https://www.instagram.com/albumdigs https://www.tiktok.com/@albumdigs https://www.facebook.com/albumdigs 🟢 https://open.spotify.com/user/31n4ft3s7iceal2g777lv3w2bbxy 🌐 https://www.albumdigs.com 📧 info@albumdigs.com [Chorus] Yeah, yeah, yeah Watch me get my lick back Bet I get my lick back (yeah) Bet I get my (yeah) Bet I get my lick back [Verse] Bitch, we break the bank These racks up in my pocket make me stanky leg He said that he want a freak hoe, he need a Coi Leray I get my own money, been a boss since the 2nd grade Make a n*gga buy me a new car so I can switch a lane Take me to Chanel and twirl my fingers, buy me everything Yeah, Number 9 boots, I'll take the bag too I get my own money baby, yeah I like to brag too All my bitches pretty and get fly, they like to brag too I like big diamond chains I like my watches plain too Only f*ck with rich n*ggas, ballers, just like Babe Ruth She thought she was f*ckin' with me My ice hit a dance move He gon' eat this pussy up and treat it like a vacuum (like a vacuum) [Chorus] Yeah, yeah, yeah Watch me get my lick back Bet I get my lick back (yeah) Bet I get my (yeah) Bet I get my lick back #coileray #lickback #hiphop #rap

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S.H Brogod - Deadliest Shinobi “Lyrics” Driving in a shadow hit ya block and cut ya lights off Wait for you to come outside and turn ya fkn lights off Street sweeping shit clean ya block without the Lysol Bring the bikes out Fk if the cops out Get behind me bitch let's hit the cut let's take the bike route Keep on talking stupid hit that water you get wiped out 💦🔫 Elemental, bring that fire to ya block we got them pipes out🔥🔫 Air a nigga out now his soul reaching heights now💨🔫 Before we put ya body in the earth like it's goodnight 🪨😴 If you wanna take it there I'll take you through that bitch tonight Fk ya bitch Don't want ya bitch she burning niggas left and right Whole time my bitch Dominican that pussy wet and tight I might fuck my bitch tonight She on her period so I'm stuck at the light but it's ok cause In a week or two then we gone get it right. I'm trynna bust the type of nut that have my body paralyzed Can't trust a soul these niggas playing spy I see'em with my eye Check a nigga now he telling lies cause he not trynna die I can't think about no consequences right now I'm too high nigga bye bldldld All my nigga slide hop in a ride to do one job Niggas be corny , corn ball , lame , corn on the cob Guess he had too many to the head today Talking cray I remember what you said yesterday It's ok He see me now he trynna get up out the way I smell the rain in this bitch you see the sky turning gray Make it thunder in this bitch electrocute his fkn face You to close to me I'll shoot it from waist, leave you wasted Nigga you don't know me you can find out how I play shit Nigga drug you up and tie you up interrogation Wake up in a basement now you wanna say shit DeadliestShinobi chop ya ass up like I'm Jason Body in the basement Back and forth pacing Looking at my brother He like niggas better not say shit Ain't no popping out around my tribe you gotta pay fee 1upGang this how we eat if one eat we all eat If we together I bring money to you, you bring it to me Bitch I'm chasing blue cheese I can have anything I want it's all in reach I understand I everything I did I can't repeat I keep tricks under my sleeves 1Up what I bleed Looking up to god I'm asking for forgiveness please Cause the shyt that's on my mind She shaking ass in front of me I'm looking at it from behind She not a catfish In person shorty hella fine Or maybe I'm blind bitch I been drinking since like 9 I can't be putting dick inside these bitches that ain't mine Rolling up diamonds dancing on me busting bitch I'm high Out the cut ghetto ninja baby fk a samurai Bitch it's 1 o'clock we outside posted with them 9s Fk with us you gone end up on a poster every time

bahama mama. we got bored so we threw in packs. to have fun. we had fun. indy caught those pussy hands. dex is tormented by big chis. chis decided he wants everyone to hate him after watching a single youtube short of Everybody hates Chris. steph endures the most bullying from chis, but we laugh it off with a falling airhorn. ana bites ana and nuzzles us. EAT. Crew: Monkip - Dex Nabiscuits - Indira Anananana - Ana Red - Gunny Jooooon - Jon chis - Chris esteppy - Steph Universe Man - Kyle Nicik - Garrett

Side bitch Lyrics Give her too much pipe, but I ain't no plumber I was on a mission, yeah, back in the summer I asked her what's her name, she said her name's November I wanted to put her take ass in a blender Me and my BM was going through some problems But when I call my side, bitch, She came and solve them When I'm bout to cum, I swear I see Jesus I put that thing in her mouth and watch it dissolve Pull up in the Lambo, bout to fuckin' her bub She's a stripper, she never had a job She want me spend the night naked in her home I told her I don't mind as long I keep my timbs on See my side, bitch, been there before, the money She know her place, she know I got her main, bitch We got this money, I make sure she get rich That's why right now, we fuck the same, bitch Oh yeah, she my side, bitch She more realer than my main, bitch She been there before I get rich That's why we fuckin' on the same, bitch Oh yeah, she my side, bitch She more realer than my main, bitch She been there before I get rich That's why we fuckin' on the same, bitch She don't get tired of bouncing' on my dick, she like it from the back I stuck my pinky in her pussy tight, feel like a trap You know the sayin bout Haitian, I had to eat that cat And when the cat is actin' up, I check the back door you know that Gotta keep my side, bitch, close I let her have fun on the weekend Remember that story about that girl that came with her three friends That's how I met November, I think it was may or September I don't know, I don't remember, I was doin' a show in Denver She fucked my other bitch before I even knew it She ate that pussy like she was in the movie I watched them fuck I might record it while they in the pool Pussy was so good, I had to fuck the best friend too See my side, bitch, been there before, the money She know her place, she know I got her main, bitch We got this money, I make sure she get rich That's why right now, we fuck the same, bitch Oh yeah, she my side, bitch She more realer than my main, bitch She been there before I get rich That's why we fuckin' on the same, bitch Oh yeah, she my side, bitch She more realer than my main, bitch She been there before I get rich That's why we fuckin' on the same, bitch She my side bitch, been there before the money She know her place, she know I got her main, bitch We got this money, I'd make sure she get rich That's why right now we fuck the same, bitch She my side bitch, been there before the money She know her place, she know I got her main, bitch We got this money, I'd make sure she get rich That's why right now we fuck the same, bitch We got this money, I'd make sure she get rich Lyric Video Loulou Beatz

Pop Smoke - Element (Visualizer) Follow: https://www.instagram.com/realpopsmoke/ https://www.facebook.com/RealPopSmoke/ https://x.com/POPSMOKE10 https://www.tiktok.com/@realpopsmoke Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3XvbiRGPzwO4h9FGo7VB8N Lyrics: [Chorus] I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's out my element I like dark skins, love her melanin Huh, Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in Thirty bottles of Azul, tell 'em send 'em in I had the Lambo, switch to the 'Rari I'm a gangster, but I like to party Pop a Perky, go retarded I'm a Brooklyn nigga, I'm cold-hearted [Verse] That's why I like the bad gyal (Woah), like RiRi (Wait) Every time she see me, she wanna eat me (Hold on) I sold that Justin Bieber, please believe me I said, "Wow, I'm on the TV" I can't fuck with broke bitches, they be creepy She be actin' up, she always tryna leave me But she a bad gyal and she freaky I have her hangin' off the rod like she Mimi I never hit a bitch more than once 'cause they be leeches But her pussy good, it taste like peaches But she can have it, I don't need it I'd rather have my money green like kiwi I don't talk to niggas 'cause they be cappin' Disrespect me and see what happen I don't make a call for war, I start snappin' Grr, them bullets blastin' All the opps mad that I lapped them He said, "What's stackin'?" Nothin' but my money 'Member my pockets flat? Now they chunky I ain't a pretty boy, but I ain't ugly And I'll take your bitch in a second If she a real one, then I'll protect it Traded the AP, told my jeweler Patek it And it's all VVS and flower settings [Chorus] I might just hit it raw, hold on, that's out my element I like dark skins, love her melanin Huh, Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in Thirty bottles of Azul, tell 'em send 'em in I had the Lambo, switch to the 'Rari I'm a gangster, but I like to party Pop a Perky, go retarded I'm a Brooklyn nigga, I'm cold-hearted [Outro] Yoz, what you tellin' me? Turn on notifications (🔔) when you subscribe to see new videos first! Let us know what you think in the comments and, as always, thank you for watching. ► For all inquiries, please send an email to: hiphoprnblyrics@hotmail.com

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World Record at the time of upload. a lot has happened since i last posted a pb on this map (my 52.76) most obviously, this run is a 51! :) im really relieved to get this one since when competing with royal for the record last year i missed the first 52 by like 45 minutes, 2 records of that magnitude happening on the same map by 2 different players in such a short span is a once in a lifetime occurrence so i cant be too mad. slightly less obviously, this run uses a new route which saves about 0.3-0.4 seconds right at the start. nobody can seem to agree on a name but since it was used in blenderiste's tas in 2022 (and now by humans in 2026) people have proposed "blender start" as an homage. goes with the whole food naming convention for this game, usually people dont eat blenders but its close enough i suppose. the other major optimization is in the first second of the map with a new viewsnap that spends less time walking towards the wall, saves about 0.2. other than that, the run is just a bunch of movement. about 0.3 can be saved in railing by getting a better redirect and getting luckier, 0.2 in both tube room and panels from stairboosting (getting luckier and banking on it,) not being a pussy when shooting the portals, and 0.1 on the flags with a reportal that i just shot too late. i could go on and on but the specifics arent really that important; i will never be satisfied with any of my runs because it is impossible to play perfectly just because of how source engine movement works. maybe a 50 is possible but something else needs to be discovered or someone has to go turbo autist mode. i have a couple theories in my back pocket. Live run with input display and groundframes: https://www.twitch.tv/milkyfrenchtoast/clip/ExcitedHyperCodShadyLulu-k3Oe_leaJG9z7jsp

I'm all delicate and spry, Cravin' the vee-vee, For the hell of it, why? 'Cause I got's good taste. She say I look bang as fuck, With that oochie juice on my face. You know I keep my body in Mint condition, All porcelain. Shysters be tryin' to grip me tight, Callin' me rarity type, limited edition. But I be fed up, Done with them wiggly-ass snakes. Slither in, sista', real quick, Then busta' done in two or three shakes. Now I flow to a new beat, She got the moves, grit, and stride. Got that strap, that milk, and that cake, Keeps bae fed, satisfies my appetite. I got a Butch bitch, Straight off the block. Look at me sideways, And she'll fuck ya up quick, real talk. Yeah, Butch bitch, Know how to be all sensitive, then Strap it on and Tear it up, kinda hit. My Butch bitch, Straight off the block. Look at me sideways, And she'll fuck ya up quick, real talk. Yeah, Butch bitch, Know how to be all sensitive, then Strap it on and Tear it up, kinda hit. My Butchy the fuckin' baddest, Eat it like she needs the calories. My muff piggy wanna be the fattest, That's my motherfuckin' Butch bitch. Uh, Uh, It's your hardcore bitch, Elevated taste, craving new thangs. Like a soft chick itch, Call her mama's lil' Barbie, Blow-up dolly. She be callin' me big poppa, When she put the shake in, ride on my body. Know what this Butch can do that you can't, Get the sensitive moan, then chick have a heart attack. Creamin' like butta', cums a few times, facts. What's you got, 'igga? Itty-bitty prize that lasts ten seconds max. Take lessons from Butch, I'ma call your ass cracka' jack. An' who you lookin' at all crooked, foo'? I lay it down betta' then 'igga ever could do. I could take yours, too, Pussy party, attitude adjustment, 'n' send her back to you. Missin' Butchy, cravin' cookie, 'bout to skip out on you, But I ain't got the mental for a double date. I got mines, stays in line, knows her place. I got a Pajarica fix, Stoop-grown barrio baddie, Got the cholos droolin', begging for a lick. She got an in on the line, Moves weight like she the MTA ride. Yeah, Pajarica fix, Classy when it counts. Strap it up, Put it dead-eyed, then bounce. Uh, My Pajarica the fuckin' baddest, Munchin' on this taco. Call her ice cold 'cause she be stalking nacho, That's my motherfuckin' Pajarica fix. Uh. Ohhh, my Butchy keeps it real stern, Rub her cho-cholita left again. She get all Lori Lightfoot on the quick, Glock hot with that Chicago fire burn. Ouch, But my Butchy never gonna bounce. She be intellectual and such, Primed dyke and universitied up. Knows the legislation, Pounds the puta like a gavel. Judge Judy style, prison style, rehabilitation, And Pajarica here to learn capitol. I got a Butch bitch, Straight off the block. Look at me sideways, And she'll fuck ya up quick, real talk. Yeah, Butch bitch, Know how to be all sensitive, then Strap it on and Tear it up, kinda hit. I got a Butch bitch, Straight off the block. Look at me sideways, And she'll fuck ya up quick, real talk. Yeah, Butch bitch, Know how to be all sensitive, then Strap it on and Tear it up, kinda hit. My Butchy the fuckin' baddest, Eat it like she needs the calories. My muff piggy wanna be the fattest, That's my motherfuckin' Butch bitch. Damn, he be movin' all squirrely on the real, Paranoid and all quick. Like he tryin' to dig a hole to hide the nut in, Kinda deal. The fuck? Rodent, bye. Got myself a pussy, ain't no stray. She glides in, takes her time in it, Purring like a motor while she dining On this fancy feast. Be like she signed a lease and movin' in, Signed the dotted line, Now she stay dinin' in. She keep it squeaky clean, Gets her twitchin' when I bring out the freak. Spit on a chick, get all mean. Yeah, uh. I got my Pajarica fix, Stoop-grown barrio baddie, Got the cholos droolin', begging for a lick. She got an in on the line, Moves weight like she the MTA ride. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Pajarica fix, Classy when it counts. Strap it up, Put it dead-eyed, then bounce. Uh, My Pajarica the fuckin' baddest, Munchin' on this taco. Call her ice cold 'cause she be stalking nacho, That's my motherfuckin' Pajarica fix. Uh. I got a Butch bitch, Straight off the block. Look at me sideways, And she'll fuck ya up quick, real talk. Yeah, Butch bitch, Know how to be all sensitive, then Strap it on and Tear it up, kinda hit. I got a Butch bitch, Straight off the block. Look at me sideways, And she'll fuck ya up quick, real talk. Yeah, Butch bitch, Know how to be all sensitive, then Strap it on and Tear it up, kinda hit.

bandlab - @ty2flyyyy tiktok - @tyl3rxcam3ron instagram - @tyl3rxcam3ron other channel - ​@TiddleDiddle69 LYRICS im soft as hell but i be really talking mad shit (bitch yeaaaaaaaaa) (yea hold on, talk to me now) dont ask me who i am im the big bruh (im the one) only shot em one time, im jus tryna have fun (im having fun) all this ice on me, lookin like a icicle (its blinging hard) i dont tote no guns yk ima have to fight with em (bitch meet me in the yard) made my first band, i was only 16 (i was young) bitches think im finna change? nah ima stay mean bitches think im quittin all these drugs? you gotta pay me hoe want me to stay the night? nah i cant stay g i got a fuck problem hit da bitch raw 2 times i got a nut problem if fuck anotha time im gonna nut prolly all this ice blingin on my wrist it look like a rolly dam, i meant to say a rollie (i keep on fuckin up) me n bro really do this shit, but i can do it dolie (i keep the glock tucked) told tony scoop me inda helly hope its not a stolie flying from the ceiling of the cage, mick foley had to leave that hoe alone even tho her booty fat i was only 9 years old when my daddy passed bitch boy want to beat my brakes? man jus say that (im pullin up) brodie say he dissin on my deads, where he stay at? (ill fuck em up) dripping head to toe, im leaking, looking like i took a piss (i took a piss) my brodie tony in dem streets, he really hitting licks (he’s really him) robbin any pussy dumb enough to let him get a hit (they dumb as shit) posted up with gang i’m feeling like i’m on my SSundee shit (im smokin fent) bro roll another doobie tryna get high bitch say she love me but i really aint tryna reply (fuck off bitch) this rap shit real simple, easy as pie finna buy a private jet and take a getaway to dubai (im livin rich) im gettin paper but they really don’t (i stack it high) pussy said he gonna catch me lackin but he really wont (that boy lied) ice on me, man i need a coat im getting cold when you tote the gun wit me make sure you dont fuckin fold (you finna die) me n bryan rolled up half a pound & we cant feel our face hoppin out the johnny, shit i’m clutchin on a fuckin drac bitch said im ordinary nah im the fuckin great only call me G.O.A.T. it aint no debate i get hella pussy every day, you cant even relate (im charlie sheen) holdin the championship above my head , like a heavyweight (im stacking green) hit em wit a chokeslam, mark callaway i drunk so much red tonight dammit i cant stay awake (i fell asleep) where da ak at (bitch) im high as hell im dancin off the drank where my strap at (bitch) anybody tryna run up on me gettin headtapped (bitch) i’m heat checking pussies wit that FAA where they head at? im the president (i own the world) 2028 we makin all the pussies pay they rent (im stacking dough) big booty bitch shit giant like an elephant (that bitch a hoe) im finna curb stomp his ass and make him eat cement yk i keep sum shooters on me GD what i represent yk im finna get the pussy even if theres no consent give em 9 shots to the face like he 50 cent hit the plug up, shit i’m finna cop sum supplements

(Lyrics): [Chorus] I don't want yo' nigga, he needy Eating real good, ass fat, I'm greedy Cute face, it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat, he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind, I be laughing Beat a nigga ass, feeling like Joe Jackson [Post-Chorus] I don't want yo' nigga, he needy Eating real good, ass fat, I'm greedy Cute face, it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat, he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind, I be laughing Beat a nigga ass, feeling like Joe Jackson [Verse 1] He better pray I don't catch his ass lacking Hit him in the head with a bottle I'm cracking Know where he at but I still text 'em like "Where you at?" 'Cause I can't let 'em know that I'm tracking I see everything, ho, I feel like a drone I'm a smart bitch, but nobody's at home Tired of the ho, might as well get 'em gone I ain't never been second, ho, fuck is you on? (I slide with my bitches) [Chorus] I don't want yo' nigga, he needy Eating real good, ass fat, I'm greedy Cute face, it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat, he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind, I be laughing Beat a nigga ass, feeling like Joe Jackson [Post-Chorus] I don't want yo' nigga, he needy Eating real good, ass fat, I'm greedy Cute face, it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat, he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind, I be laughing Beat a nigga ass, feeling like Joe Jackson [Verse 2] Pretty bitch but I'm loose in the head Drop a tape, call that raising my kids Rich nigga keep me all in Hermes Eat it up, I be keeping 'em fed Block his ass, now he reading the thread I'll never know what his bitch ass said Clock his ass, hit 'em right in the head Clock his ass, hit 'em right in the head [Chorus] I don't want yo' nigga, he needy Eating real good, ass fat, I'm greedy Cute face, it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat, he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind, I be laughing Beat a nigga ass, feeling like Joe Jackson [Post-Chorus] I don't want yo' nigga, he needy Eating real good, ass fat, I'm greedy Cute face, it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat, he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind, I be laughing Beat a nigga ass, feeling like Joe Jackson Tags: Flo Jackson Flo Milli Flo Jackson Flo Milli Flo Jackson Lyrics I don't want yo' nigga he needy Eating real good ass fat I'm greedy Cute face it remind you of Tweety Ain't shit sweet but this pussy he eating If he cheat he gon' get a reaction I hate niggas that lie with a passion When I'm losing my mind I be laughing Beat a nigga ass feeling like Joe Jackson Jackson Lyrics

Doja Cat - Need To Know Lyrics by jaded ✨ Stream: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=dI3xkL7qUAc Lyrics: Yeah Wanna know what it's like (Like) Baby, show me what it's like (Like) I don't really got no type (Type) I just wanna f**k all night Yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm (Need to know) I just been fantasizin' (Size) And we got a lotta time (Time) Baby, come throw the pipe (Pipe) Gotta know what it's like Yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm What's your size? (Size) Add, subtract, divide ('Vide) Daddy don't throw no curves (Curves) Hold up, I'm goin' wide (Wide) We could just start at ten (Ten) Then we can go to five (Five) I don't play with my pen (Pen) I mean what I write Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa I just can't help but be sexual (Oh) Tell me your schedule (Yeah) I got a lotta new tricks for you Baby, just sayin' I'm flexible I do what I can to get you off Might just f**k him with my makeup on Eat it like I need an apron on Eat it till I need to change my thong We could do it to your favorite song Take a ride into the danger zone You know my **** be buggin' me I just be wonderin' if you can f**k on me better Itchin' for me like an ugly sweater Need it in me like a Chuck E. need cheddar I need to know Wanna know what it's like (Like) Baby, show me what it's like (Like) I don't really got no type (Type) I just wanna f**k all night Yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm (Need to know) I just been fantasizin' (Size) And we got a lotta time (Time) Baby, come throw the pipe (Pipe) Gotta know what it's like Yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm You're exciting, boy, come find me Your eyes told me, "Girl, come ride me" F**k that feeling both us fighting Could he try me? Mmm, most likely (Yeah) Tryna see if you could handle this ass Prolly give his ass a panic attack Sorry if I gave a random erection Prolly thinkin' I'm a telekinetic Oh, wait, you a fan of the magic? Poof, pussy like an Alakazam I heard from a friend of a friend That that dick was a ten out of ten I can't stand it, just one night me Clink with the drink, gimme a sip Tell me what's your kink, gimme the dick Spank me, slap me, choke me, bite me (Ew) Oh, wait, I can take it (Ah) Give a f**k 'bout what your wifey's sayin' (Yeah) Wanna know what it's like (Like) Baby, show me what it's like (Like) I don't really got no type (Type) I just wanna f**k all night Yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm (Need to know) I just been fantasizin' (Size) And we got a lotta time (Time) Baby, come throw the pipe (Pipe) Gotta know what it's like Yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa Baby, I need to know, mmm #DojaCat #NeedToKnow #Lyrics Doja Cat Need To Know Doja Cat Need To Know Lyrics Need To Know Lyrics Need To Know Doja Cat Doja Cat Need To Know

N3P7UNE! • Piettro Sancar Vocals - Piettro Sancar Rap - Piettro Sancar Art - Piettro Sancar Prod.by Piettro Sancar N3P7UNE! (Lyrics) {Intro} Neptune (Neptune, Neptune, Neptune...) Neptune (Neptune, Neptune, Neptune...) Neptune (Neptune, Neptune, Neptune...) Neptune (Neptune, Neptune, Neptune...) Ohh ah Ohh ah Ohh ah~ Awoo Ooh Oooooh Wooooah~ {Chorus} I am that champion! A guy like me? I've never met one! Take a pic, with that zoom, soon I'll be traveling to NEPTUNE! (4×) {Rap} battery overload, It's so tiring being a winner. come here and check my flow, eating poetry for dinner. the smartest of them all, I'm making this stuff fall, hit 'em like it's dodgeball, smash it up, hit the wall. F*ck It up, b*tch you mad, those haters gon' be sad, I'm good at being bad and you're the f*cking trash. Going out, in a spaceship flying so high and I'll... be reaching my goals, handsome with the smile got a ring on my lip and gum in my mouth, chew chew b*tch. Let's go, disco, not low, slow-mo this is my show, singing, rapping, snapping, feeling like I'm that lit. {Chorus} I am that champion! A guy like me? I've never met one! Take a pic, with that zoom, soon I'll be traveling to NEPTUNE! (4×) {Verse} I was so sad, yeah , all the time. no love was present in my life. Nowadays, I'll be doing this seriously, not paying attention to those puss* jerks who made everything difficult. Learning what I need, and winning constantly, being a genius, yeah you will see. {Bridge} I got something special, I got good things in my mind, you can call me idiot but I'm a mastermind, Yeah, Don't try to argue with me cuz u will not like, you can think you run it but your trapped, don't try to fly. {Chorus} I am that champion! A guy like me? I've never met one! Take a pic, with that zoom, soon I'll be traveling to NEPTUNE! (4×) {Outro} soon I'll be,soon I'll be,soon I'll be, traveling to NEPTUNE! (2×) soon I'll be,soon I'll be,soon I'll be, tra-a-a-a-a-a-a-a ... © 2026 Piettro Sancar

#AYHFCONTEST @ssjdaki MY GOAT TY FOR PRODUCING THIS BEAT RAISE THE MIC! REMIX Lyrics: (Intro) VENJINCE! COMIN IN HOT! Ow! (Hook) Hit the nitro we gon blast off no rocket with the team Flipping all these rappers like a chef all with the heat They can't mimic no style they could never be me Copycats don't compare walk round haters look like sheep Comin in, I fuckin slaughter the beat I raise the mic Aye, fuckin on your daughter, you ain't raise her right Shit is really stupid when I'm spazzin what I like If you ain't fuckin with me, cliffside, take a hike Give a fuck what you heard you ain't never heard my frequency We got matchin kinks we be on the same freakuency I put heaven on this earth bitch I'm really like a deity I must be what I eat if pussy's what you see in me Choppa be magnetic way the bullets flew to thee Drugs and sex like a ren fair, nerd shits where it be Doom delivery it's double Ds the way they oogling I be fuckin with every person that you be googling Skatin on the beat grind on bars with the steez Call me Tony Hawk way I'm pumpin- (what the fuck?) Hold up, run back, parkour, blast that Came up, climb it, parkour, glide it She gon take the dick raw The papers what I'm rollin green We gettin lit like it's a job Always roll up with my team Know we be smokin that pack Know we be high up on dreams If they really think they bout it smoke em all up with a beam Always came up they was never fuckin with my scene Know I'm a big dog imma always take the lead Silence on behalf of those really tryna bleed Silence on behalf of those really tryna bleed (Hook) Hit the nitro we gon blast off no rocket with the team Flipping all these rappers like a chef all with the heat They can't mimic no style they could never be me Copycats don't compare walk round haters look like sheep

Vanilla DayZ is where a survivor's TRUE SKILL is tested, and today's adventure on Chernarus is about JUST that. We All LOVE a CLASSIC DayZ Adventure Like This... INTRO - 00:00 CHAPTER 1 - 00:21 CHAPTER 2 - 07:29 CHAPTER 3 - 14:04 CHAPTER 4 - 17:34 CHAPTER 5 - 20:51 CHAPTER 6 - 26:50 FINALE - 33:50 This video was created using content of Jagex Games Ltd and content created by Ian Taylor and Adam Bond. Copyright © 1999 - 2024 Jagex Games Ltd. #dayz #dayzsurvival #dayzstandalone

You bought the product. You posted the logo. You defended the brand. But are you the customer… or the commercial? In this video, we break down how corporations, social media, luxury culture, dating-show shallowness, brand worship, and status pressure turn everyday people into unpaid promoters. Companies pay influencers, celebrities, advertisers, stylists, and media teams millions — but regular consumers often pay full price, wear the logo, post the product, and recruit other people for free. This is about more than shopping. It is about psychology, identity, insecurity, social comparison, trend culture, financial pressure, and the price of fame without the fame. We also talk about: - Why people buy brands for validation - How social media turns attention into currency - Why people defend companies that do nothing for them - How “lumpification” causes people to judge without context - Why luxury and disenfranchisement cannot keep sharing the same costume - How to become a conscious consumer instead of an unpaid billboard - Why the real flex is mental, dental, emotional, financial, and spiritual health This is not about shaming people for liking nice things. It is about asking one powerful question: Are you using the product, or is the product using you? RESOURCES FOR GROWTH + SUPPORT Mental Health: 988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline: https://988lifeline.org/ National Institute of Mental Health: https://www.nimh.nih.gov/health SAMHSA: https://www.samhsa.gov/ Emotional Development: APA Stress Management Tools: https://www.apa.org/topics/stress/manage-stress-tools Greater Good in Action by UC Berkeley: https://ggia.berkeley.edu/ Financial Development: Consumer Financial Protection Bureau: https://www.consumerfinance.gov/consumer-tools/educator-tools/adult-financial-education/ Investor.gov Tools and Calculators: https://www.investor.gov/use-financial-tools-and-calculators MyMoney.gov Financial Tools: https://www.mymoney.gov/tools Social Development: Harvard Loneliness Project: https://mcc.gse.harvard.edu/loneliness-project Personal Development: Stanford Online Free Courses: https://online.stanford.edu/free-courses MIT OpenCourseWare: https://ocw.mit.edu/ Question for the comments: What brand, phone, fashion trend, or lifestyle pressure did society try to convince you that you “needed”? Subscribe for more conversations on psychology, philosophy, consumer culture, financial awareness, self-development, and waking up from social programming. #JNewOrleans #INFJ #HighCTR #Psychology #Philosophy #ConsumerPsychology #BrandWorship #SocialMediaCulture #FinancialLiteracy #PersonalDevelopment #ConsciousConsumer #MentalHealth #EmotionalIntelligence

SONG LYRICS ⬇️ VICES (Verse) Who can you trust? ’Cause even the devil was once an angel who fell from the heavens above. Selfish lust for a life so lavish, Before your very own eyes it vanished, The whole time you were passive, support collapsing As you watched his whole world spin off its axis. Now his absence turns to ashes. Banging on heaven’s gates, Begging to gain access, but he sent you backwards. Gambled with the devil, billions with a mansion, He agreed to the transaction, I shook his hand. I’m too woke for these distractions, but it had my mind captured. 21 grams lighter now, feel the strings pull from your puppet master. When the land dries up, snakes move on to greener pasture. Like this life is a dime a dozen, and we’ll work for a dozen dimes. Bend over backwards until we are breaking our fucking spine, Making sure we toe the line, left to our own devices, every muthafucka I know got their own vices, I might just… be higher then a kite as I write this, (Hook) And I launched a zeppelin and stuck my head up into the fucking sky, And the heavens look like the aftermath of Columbine, ‘Cause we’re closing in on a time when the sun won’t rise and the sun won’t set and the sun won’t shine (Bridge) Eighty five seconds to midnight… then the whole world can get fucked… (Uh) Waiting for world war 3 to fuckin ignite… Wish ya’ll would hurry the fuck up (Ahh yeah haha) Ohhoaa… Don’t give up on me yet I’m just a figment in your head (Ohhh ohh) Wonder where you went... Don’t give up on me yet I’m just a figment in your head (VERSE TWO) Aye yo Lyrical flow rains through my cranium, My punch lines hit hard like a bar of titanium, I’m so fuckin underground I’m subterranean, (for real) I’m raw to the core like four dead whores corpse that washed ashore, I’m the art of war Eating hearts of rappers like a carnivore, (grrr) We ain’t the same you’re inadequate, That’s why a lot of these rappers quit, Inhabit my systematic tactics, My minds illmatic fucking had it Like a spastic in a straight jacket, ya Mrs sellin’ her pussy for a pay packet (she’s belongs to the streets) She’s a muthafuckin slut Aye my verbal tech will fuck you up, It Ejects correct effect, I break the necks of rappers who couldn’t even hurdle steps, emcees get checked, vexed with disrespect, Upset when I address nothing less than best, fuck the rest mun, Better go and get ya best gun and get some rest son, before death comes, blow out ya left lung, I hear ya heart pumping like a drum, PRRRR… RUMPA-PUM PUMMM (PRRRR… RUMPA-PUM PUMMM) Rips one about to get some, I’m coming for ya neck son, My rawness is on course with Russian warships, have you sorted by morning, before I’m yawning by the dawns end, I’m the quiet before the storm, when it rains it pours man, I’m raw fam, middle of the mornin’, I hear the door slam, the hospital sold my organs to dying orphans on 4 chan, I’m the son of Sam, sliding through the ends like a running man, build em up cut em down, you finna find out if you fuck around, my life’s like kinda what ya wife’s like, been alright but lately it’s been going up and down (up and down) Shhh don’t make a sound, footsteps in the distance marching and shake the ground, promise I’d take her to town, but yet I had it ass around and went to town on her instead, (Woo) (Bridge) Like this life is a dime a dozen, and we’ll work for a dozen dimes. Bend over backwards until we are breaking our fucking spine, Making sure we toe the line, left to our own devices, every muthafucka I know got their own vices, I might just… be higher then a kite as I write this, (hah) (Hook) And I launched a zeppelin and stuck my head up into the fucking sky, And the heavens look like the aftermath of Columbine, ‘Cause we’re closing in on a time when the sun won’t rise and the sun won’t set and the sun won’t shine (Bridge) Eighty five seconds to midnight… then the whole world can go get fucked… (Uh) Waiting for world war 3 to fuckin ignite… Wish ya’ll would hurry the fuck up (Ahh yeah haha) (Hook) Ohhoaa… Don’t give up on me yet I’m just a figment in your head (Ohhh ohh) Wonder where you went... Don’t give up on me yet I’m just a figment in your head (Bridge) Like this life is a dime a dozen, and we’ll work for a dozen dimes. Bend over backwards until we are breaking our fucking spine, Making sure we toe the line, left to our own devices, every muthafucka I know got their own vices, I might just… be higher then a kite as I write this, (hah) (Hook hollow cadence) And I launched a zeppelin and stuck my head up into the fucking sky, And the heavens look like the aftermath of Columbine, One love Written by J.Davies

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Inspired By: Weezy F. & Flow Song: Off Day (FOR MOTIVATIONAL USE ONLY) "Off Day" Meezy Very Own She dont call me meezy no more she call me bae (Flicks His Lighter Here) Hi Powered Oh i dont give a fuck about these niggas all in my face Cause im in the club goin up On a weekday I got a off day tomorrow ima sleep late I brought a bad bitch too She got a beef cake And she go each way She need a team mate Oh oohh I got a bad bitch at home Makin me plates She lock the door Set the alarm And text me she safe I got a big booty bitch With a petite waist I get my back scratched up She get her knees scraped Then she ride that dick oh freeway now them titties sittin nice yea I wanna bite that I could fuck you Right yea All night yea Thats word to my right hand Thats my might hand Shorty with the nice ass Needs some flight plans Ima fuck her right fast Fly her right back Hold up Ugh Now we suckin And fuckin And suckin And fuckin And suckin And fuckin Im cumin Im cumin Im cumin Ugh She got that hoppita Hoppita I love her Like bubba We tonguin We fuckin We tonguin We fuckin Im cumin (FLICKS HIS LIGHTER HERE) Oh i dont give a fuck about All these hoes In my face My bitch in the club goin up On a weekday I see the bitch You came with I made a stink face She said her last little boo Was such a cheapskate I put my arm Around her shoulder Told her She straight She ate the dick Like minnie mouse Eat cheese cake She dont call me Meezy No more She call me bae I said ou You got that touch cha Still i take precaution I told her that i aint none of the suckers She been involved with I fuck her Til she’s exhausted Pussy tastin Like frosting Then she got on her knees Like she B-B Beggin my pardon Thats my word To my right hand Thats my dice hand Pop that pussy Like a price tag Til i white flag Alight Ou,ou,ou,ou Now we suckin And fuckin And suckin And fuckin And suckin And fuckin Im cumin Im cumin Im cumin Ugh She got that hoppita Hoppita I love her Like Bubba We tonguin We fuckin We tonguin We fuckin Oh i Don’t give a fuck About these niggas All in my face Cause im in this club Goin up On a weekday I got an off day tomorrow Ima sleep late I brought a bad bitch too She got a beef cake And she go each way She need a teammate Oh oohh I got a bad bitch At home That never Debate Sendin pictures To my phone When she masturbate I got a big booty bitch That keep her peak shape I get my back scratched up She get her knees scraped And then she ride That dick Ouu Freeway And now them titties Sittin nice yea I wanna bite that I could fuck you right yea All nite yea Thats word To my right hand hand Thats my might hand And shorty With them tight pants Need so flight plans Ima fuck her right fast Fly her right back Hold up Ugh Now we suckin And fuckin And suckin And fuckin And suckin And fuckin Im cumin Im cumin Im cumin Ouu She got that hoppita Hoppita I love her Like Bubba We tonguin We fuckin We tonguin We fuckin Im cumin Jug JuLETS MAKE NEW ORLEANS GREAT AGAIN! (FULL MIXTAPE HERE) https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2Tg3TdrQ4B9qKduK-dyFMjFJrk9qgXeJ&si=CEz0He4-_wXlbJuk ( EXCLUSIVE MUSIC ENT. ) • • • #MEEZYFTHEDON #REALISM #MEEZYSVERYOWN #INMEEZYWETRUST #MeezyKush #UNDERTHEOLDLAW #RESPECT #EXCLUSIVEMUSICENT #EME #EMEFORVER #eleven #BIGELEVEN #TheEleveners #trending #THEBIGGESTBOSSES #NEWORLEANS THINKPOSITIVE #claypark #moneyside #uptown #certified #BigUncle #Motivator #mogul #icon #goats #mentors #teachers #thankyou g jug jug jug jug Ugh She dont call me meezy no more she call me bae Meezy