Artist: Lavinia feat Mihai Chitu
Song: Plangi, fata
Playlist Rotation: On air
Produsa de: Dorian Oswin & Mihai Gruia
Muzica & Text: Dorian Oswin, Lavinia Banica, Mihai Gruia, Alexandru Stangaciu, Nicoleta Darabana (Dara), Mihai Chitu
Regie: Silviu Mindroc
Versuri Lavinia feat Mihai Chitu – Plangi, fata
Eu, dominata de parfumul tau
Iar tu, prin felul tau de a fi, doar tu imi faci rau
M-am transformat cumva in ce uram la alte femei
N-as fi crezut vreodata c-o sa joc rolul victimei
Mereu zic ca mai stau doar un anotimp
Dar fugi acum pe contrasens, esti in contratimp
Tu stralucesti la fel, la fel de mult
Ca piatra de pe verigheta, uitata intr-un colt demult
Hai, plangi, fata, daca-ti vine
Tu esti puternica, stii bine
El nu te poate tine ascunsa in multime
Ironia e ca stie
Plangi, daca-ti vine
Hai, pune totul pe hartie
Scrie-n versuri ce te doare
Striga-le cat poti de tare
Poate asa e scris sa fie
Plangi, daca-ti vine
Schimba tu ceva la tine, nu incerca sa-l schimbi pe el
Ma-ntreb de nu-i mai simplu sa privesti spre viitor
Fara ganduri sau scenarii despre clipe care dor
Hai, plangi, fata, daca-ti vine
Tu esti puternica, stii bine
El nu te poate tine ascunsa in multime
Ironia e ca stie
Plangi, daca-ti vine
Hai, pune totul pe hartie
Scrie-n versuri ce te doare
Striga-le cat poti de tare
Poate asa e scris sa fie
Plangi, daca-ti vine
Hai, plangi, fata, daca-ti vine
Tu esti puternica, stii bine
El nu te poate tine ascunsa in multime
Ironia e ca stie
Plangi, daca-ti vine
Hai, pune totul pe hartie
Scrie-n versuri ce te doare
Striga-le cat poti de tare
Text: Alex Velea, Rashid, Mario Fresh, Lino Golden
Muzica: Alex Velea, Rashid, Mario Fresh, Lino Golden
Instrumental: @badtwoGood (Emanuel Alex Baisan), Alex Velea
Productie: @badtwoGood (Emanuel Alex Baisan)
Mix / Master: Søundboy, @badtwoGood (Emanuel Alex Baisan)
Versuri GOLDEN GANG – Am Plecat de Jos
Am rasarit ca Soarele din intuneric
Acum am tot ce vreau pentru ca merit
Trebuia sa am succes, era necessary
Am muncit de-am rupt, m-am ridicat ca spuma berii in mijlocul verii
N***a wanna get it, am venit sa iau ce e al meu, nu e cazul sa ma perii
Oo no, am venit sa iau ce-i al meu
Lumea se poarta in jurul meu de parca m-ar cunoaste
Unii se dau mitraliere dar au fata de prastie
Ticalosii astia mici vor sa joace cu noi
Asta e brigada de aur, nu au nicio sansa boy
In competitie cu noi vor fi mereu pe locul doi
Asa-i de cand am aparut pana in viata de apoi
Asa-i de cand am aparut pana in viata de apoi
Strada imi vorbeste, ma iubeste
Imi zice intr-una munceste, munceste
Sa raman mereu ambitios
Fiindca am plecat de jos (x2)
Sunt sus acum, nu-ti vorbesc de ..
Tot ce-am adus e bum, bum, bum
Bartier, venit din cartier
Versuri-lyrics.info
Duc tot la alt nivel
Priveste spre cer
Vrei sa ai viata mea dar nu imi stii trecutul
Vei afla cat de greu a fost inceputul
Nu conteaza, nu ma plang, ce a fost a fost
Am urcat fiecare treapta, am plecat de jos
Strada imi vorbeste, ma iubeste
Imi zice intr-una munceste, munceste
Sa raman mereu ambitios
Fiindca am plecat de jos (x2)
Doamne da-mi putere, Doamne da-mi putere
Sa fac mare avere din piesele mele (x2)
Lumea zice vrute si nevrute
Stie sa vorbeasca, nu sa asculte
Dar atunci cand toata lumea doarme
Boyu’ face milioane
Umblu prin oras si-o caut sa fac banii
Niciun stres, sunt pe modul Maserati
De dimineata pana seara crai non-stop
Da-mi un pont de luni eu fac tot
Putem rupe topu’ da’ putem lua si strada
Golden Boy, eu rup tara cu brigada
Am vazut cum s-au schimbat toti cand m-am ridicat
Lino Golden, eu nu uit de unde am plecat
De la 0 la 100 lil’ quick
Stiu ce vreau de cand sunt mic
Iau tot ce vreau, n-am timp sa stau
Da-mi banii cash, ciao, ciao
Strada imi vorbeste, ma iubeste
Imi zice intr-una munceste, munceste
Sa raman mereu ambitios
Fiindca am plecat de jos (x2)
Artist: Ariana Grande
Song: break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored
Video Director: Hannah Lux Davis
Video Producer: Brandon Bonfiglio
for London Alley Entertainment Inc
J Balvin, man (hahaha)
Leggo, leggo
Young Rvssian
Farru
Esto no es casualidad
Cuando veas lo que hay atrás
Si cuando el DJ se motiva con el bajo, tú nunca quieres parar
Farru
Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa’ que baile
Pa’ que se suelte (haha)
La música no me la cambie
Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa’ que baile
Pa’ que se suelte
La música no me la cambie
Amárrense los cinturones que vamos a despegar
El ambiente está bueno y la música pa’ bailar
Ella dice que es tímida y lo quiero comprobar (woo)
Si no se suelta a la buena, a la mala se va soltar
Pon a frotar las neuronas pero no te vayas en coma (woo)
Con la nota que tengo, siento que yo soy de goma
Bailando estoy bien suelto, ya mi mente no razona
Y si se pone fresca, aquí mismo se detona
Esto se baila bien, chilling con la nota
Relájate, suéltate, haz lo que te explota
Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa’ que baile
Pa’ que se suelte
La música no me la cambie
Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa’ que baile
Pa’ que se suelte
La música no me la cambie
Llegó el dueño de la receta
Te pone reggaeton y tú rompes esa dieta
No hay prohibiciones, ella es de mente abierta
No quiero una porción, a ti te quiero completa, ye-yeah
Estás de noche y de día
Independiente, no le hace falta compañía
Ella es decente, pero sólo en el día
Porque la noche calma las ganas que tenía (leggo)
Esto no es casualidad (casualidad)
Cuando veas lo que hay atrás (lo que hay atrás)
Si cuando el DJ se motiva con el bajo tú nunca quieres parar
Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa’ que baile
Pa’ que se suelte
La música no me la cambie
Ponle (ponle), reggaeton pa’ que baile
Pa’ que se suelte
La música no me la cambie
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah
Good lovin’ got all around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you, ooyy
Yeah, she drivin’ me crazy (Yeah)
I take drugs on the daily (Ooh)
Pull out the ‘Rari or the Mercedes (Which one?)
Yeah, she got my heart racing, racing (Yeah)
Foreign cars, foreign hoes
Yeah, we got a lot of those (Ooh)
10 bands on my Gucci coat (Ooh)
Ten hoes in the studio (Huh)
Guess I’m gonna miss you though (Yuh)
But I got a lot of dope (Brr)
Spanish bitch, she love the coke (Brrt)
Put my dick straight down her throat
I know that your baby daddy broke (Broke)
Take your wife backstage at a festival
Penthouse, fifty-fourth flo’, let’s go (Let’s go)
And my hotel came with a stripper pole
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah (Oh)
Good lovin’ got all around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you, oh yeah
If you ever get to feel my touch
Then you might never get enough
Yes, I know you feel the ambiance (Ambiance, hey)
Love you like I’ll never see you again
Only real cause I’m not for pretend (No)
Reaching out with your arms extended (Yeah, yeah)
My love, is emergency
And I can sense the urgency (Ya-aah)
Come, let me, woah-oh-ooh
Your body is just for me (for me)
It was like sorcery
She left me like an alcoholic (Woah-oh-ooh)
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah (Oh)
Good lovin’ got all around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you, oh yeah
Yeah, Maluma baby (Dice)
Ey, mamá (Mamá), te espera un party en mi cama (Cama)
Me encanta la forma en que me hablas (Hablas)
Invita a tu amiga la buena
Pa’ que fumemos como fumamos en La Habana
Siempre andamos positivos
Esa es la forma en que vivo, activo
Que se joda quien no esté en lo mismo
Yo disfruto mientras siga vivo
Di que sí que no te cuesta
Si conmigo estás vestida de Chanel (Oh, yeah)
Hasta los pies (Oh, yeah)
Si tú te pones pa’l problema
Yo me pongo como se tiene que ser
De una vez, bebé, bebé (Maluma, baby)
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah (Oh-ooh)
Good lovin’ got all around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you (Have you), oh yeah
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I’m icey, I got a tick from my head to my feet, that’s Nike
And that’s pricey
You see them guys over there they ain’t like me
I got a Portuguese ting not wifey
She said my temper’s tiny
I got two different worlds like Miley
You hit me up that’s unlikely
But I walked in the room with a fresh trim
Showing my Colgate teeth
Yeah they’re looking at me
Saying „can I get a pic for the ‘Gram, just like AJ T”
No wonder they hate on me
‘Cause I’m making P’s and they see these clothes
Yeah I get ‘em for free
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
Many guys, many many many guys
Hate me and it’s, true too bad
I just stunt on you, too bad I don’t look like you
Like many many many guys
Hate me and it’s, true too bad
I just stunt on you, like too bad
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
She’s jarrin’, no stallin’
I might link my ting from Barking
7am in the morning
She’s callin’, I’m yawnin’
Said she tired of lil’ money, need a big boy
Pull up twenty inch blades like I’m Lil’ Troy
Now it’s everybody flockin’, need a decoy
Shawty mixin’ up the vodka with the LaCroix, yeah
G-Wagen, G-Wagen, G-Wagen, G-Wagen
All the housewives pullin’ up (up, up, up)
I got a lot of toys
720S bumpin’ Fall Out Boy
You was talkin’ shit in the beginning (mm-mm)
Back when I was feelin’ more forgivin’ (more forgivin’)
I know it piss you off to see me winnin’ (see me win)
See the igloo in my mouth when I be grinnin’ (I be grinnin’), yeah
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me
Hunnid deep when I roll like the army
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ‘em sayin’, „Wow” (Wow, wow)
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me (on me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (know me)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ‘em sayin’, „Wow” (Wow, wow)
Everywhere I go (hey)
Catch me on the block like I’m Mutombo (wow)
750 Lambo in the Utah snow (skrrt)
Trunk in the front like that shit Dumbo, yeah
Cut the roof off like a nip-tuck
Pull up to the house with some big butts
Turn the kitchen counter to a strip-club
Me and Dre came for the
When I got guap, all of y’all disappeared (wow)
Before I dropped Stoney, none of y’all really cared (cared)
Now they always say, „Congratulations, ” to the kid (kid)
And this is not a 40, but I’m pourin’ out this shit (yeah)
Used to have a lot, but I got more now (yup)
Made another hit ‘cause I got bored now (yup)
Always goin’ for it, never punt fourth down
Last call, Hail Mary, Prescott touchdown, ayy (yeah)
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me (on me)
Hunnid deep when I roll like the army (hey)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ‘em sayin’, „Wow” (Wow, wow)
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (God damn)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ‘em sayin’, „Wow” (Wow, wow)
Sayin’, „Wow”
(Wow)
(Wow)
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