Nena – 99 Red Balloons

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we´ve got
Set them free at the break of dawn
Till one by one they were gone
Back at base, sparks in the software
Flash the message â??somethings out thereâ??
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety nine red balloons go by
Ninety nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, its red alert
There´s something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
And focusing it on the sky
The ninety nine red balloons go by
Ninety nine decisions treat
Ninety nine ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we’ve waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As ninety nine red balloons go by
Ninety nine knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone’s a super hero
Everyone’s a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scrambling the summer sky
Ninety nine red balloons go by
As ninety nine red balloons go by
Ninety nine dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
It’s all over and I’m standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If could find a souvenir
Just the prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go

Ghostface Killah – Kilo Lyrics

GHOSTFACE KILLAH
Kilo Lyrics

(feat. Raekwon The Chef)

[Ghostface Killah]
(Yo, Oh, Yo Rae… I can’t feel my face
My heart pounding and shit (audible heart)
Paranoid as a motherf**ker right now, who the f**k?
Close the blinds and shit! Who that? Captain Kirk?
The stark…enterprise, enterprise I was on and some shit?
..I need some pussy though I’m ready for a catwoman or something
f-f**k it, lets go!

Aiyyo shareefa go to the store for me. I need some razors and a fresh box
of baggies, the ones with the tint in them!
Aiyyo son turn that water down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You
I need two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple)

[Chorus]
All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Whoever got the kilos got the candy, man!)
A kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(You never catch the kid going hand to hand!)
All around the world today, the Kilo is the measure
(Once you got the funds you got the panties, man!)
A Kilo is a thousand grams, its easy to remember
(Throughout the I 9 to 5 I’m the Handyman)

[Ghostface Killah]
Bricks, Tar caps, powder, cooked up crack
Phones is tapped over franklin’s stacks
Kingpins put in bullpens, old connects get paro’
Break out of town when the Jakes take down the Pharoah
Reason, He was moving that peruvian white
blowing coolies into hoopties , slamming cuties and ice
big heavy pots over hot stoves
Mayonnaise jars of water with rocks in them got my whole projects out of order
A Kilo is a thousand grams
Beige, gold, brown, dirty, fluffy, tan, extract oil cut from cuban plants
The chemist is brolic, pyrex scholars
Professors at war over raw, killing partners for a million dollars

[Chorus]

[Raekwon the Chef]
Yeah
Aiyyo peace to those cooking that raw, powder white
Get your sniff on, scarface niggaz, we getting right
some call it bricks, some call it birds
how many niggaz get they lives tooken playing with shit, then catch a curb
You would go to jail
get caught with this, niggaz’ll grow to fail
Stop playing, pot slaying, baking soda and scales
They lived like brothers, word life, connects discovered
most niggaz get hard, from f**king with them pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand grams
You know your ammo better be heavy ’cause soon kids is coming in camo
Protect your land daddy, I’m an announcer
you get caught with an ounce and its over
matter ‘fact they takin you down, son

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Some say a drug dealers destiny is reachin the ki’
I’d rather be the man behind the door, supplying the streets
A hundred birds go out, looking like textbooks
when they wrapped and stuffed
four days later straight cash, two million bucks
strictly powder, no cut
your coke is vialed in, whats up?
Y’all beefin over little shit, we sniff, the balance split up
In a plane or a penthouse, office or a warehouse
Tony’s got it nice, we never heard of any big droughts
A Kilo is a thousand grams
A pile of sand is equivilant, to the eye
It’s nice to have a thousand fans
Coke buyers, some be liars
therefore, you check for wires
dedicated dealers, during holidays we give ’em lighters

[Raekwon the Chef]
Red tops, blue tops, green tops, yellow tops
Purple tops, beige tops, white tops, grey tops
Black tops, clear tops, gold tops, pink tops
Silver tops, tan tops, aqua tops, orange tops
Salt tops, long tops, short tops, 12 12’s
58 58’s, weed bags, ziplocks
Big rocks, coke spots, big glocks, one OT’s
Crumbs chopped, hot pots, one plate, crack Spot

[Chorus]

Sy Ari Da Kid – Muhvugga Lyrics

[Intro-Sy Ari Da Kid]
(Dunk)
What up muthafucka
Yeah
I say YERT
I say YERT
I say YERT
I say YERT

[Hook-Sy Ari Da Kid]
I’m alert, I’m turnt, go to work muthafucka
Treat the middle of the month like the first muthafucka
Pull up skrt, hop out skrt, like a vert muthafucka
Outta space bitch, I think I’m Captain Kirk muthafucka
I say YERT, go bezerk, we the worst muthafucka
Fuck a gift, this a muthafuckin curse muthafucka
Playing games that goin’ get your ass hurt muthafucka
I feel like I’m the realest on Earth muthafucka

[Verse 1-Sy Ari Da Kid]
I’m like, brand new bitch, (I’m pimpin’) met that ho on Instagram
Trendsetter, follow me, one time for my Twitter fans
Yeah I repeat the same thang, put that shit on cinagram
Oops I think its Cinema, I don’t really give a damn
Word to my bliss plug, I know where your bitch was
Took her to the hotel, turned into a strip club
Feds taking pictures
I got hella bitches (swappin’)
Yeah I live that single life, who wanna be my mistress? (bussin’)
Your ho blow me kisses, she a cheating muthafucka
Make that bitch give me rooster if she bleeding muthafucka
Paid in full, I got everybody eating muthafucka
Fuck the law they goin’ get that silent treatment muthafucka (hold up)

[Hook-Sy Ari Da Kid]
I’m alert, I’m turnt, go to work muthafucka
Treat the middle of the month like the first muthafucka
Pull up skrt, hop out skrt, like a vert muthafucka
Outta space bitch, I think I’m Captain Kirk muthafucka
I say YERT, go bezerk, we the worst muthafucka
Fuck a gift, this a muthafuckin curse muthafucka
Playing games that goin’ get your ass hurt muthafucka
I feel like I’m the realest on Earth muthafucka

[Verse 2-Doe B]
What you sayin’, I got bands, 100 grand muthafucka
Rob a nigga for his sack, Freebands muthafucka
Top me off, then you leaving, you ain’t staying muthafucka
I don’t even wanna hate go fuck your mans muthafucka
Pull up skrt, hop out skrt, its 550 muthafucka
Got his bitch, now he got a problem with me muthafucka
Shoot that .40 with that .50 til its empty muthafucka
Ain’t no talking to the feds, I’m a guilty muthafucka (Trueee)
I rock Louis, I rock Gucci, I rock Fendi, muthafucka
Nigga show it, if you tryna go against me muthafucka
You ain’t trapping, you just rapping bout that kitchen muthafucka
While you hating on the younging I’m just living muthafucka

[Hook-Sy Ari Da Kid]
I’m alert, I’m turnt, go to work muthafucka
Treat the middle of the month like the first muthafucka
Pull up skrt, hop out skrt, like a vert muthafucka
Outta space bitch, I think I’m Captain Kirk muthafucka
I say YERT, go bezerk, we the worst muthafucka
Fuck a gift, this a muthafuckin curse muthafucka
Playing games that goin’ get your ass hurt muthafucka
I feel like I’m the realest on Earth muthafucka

[Verse 3-K Camp]
I say link up
I see the game need change that make sense muthafucka
I’m the damn landlord, pay your rent muthafucka
And I got this shit covered like a tent muthafucka
Hit your ho, let her go, thats a pimp muthafucka
I say YERT, watch her twerk, now she bussin’ muthafucka
If you play with my dough, repercussions muthafucka
Kush blunts to the head get me higher muthafucka
Nigga, show me the money, Mark McGwire muthafucka (hey)

[Hook-Sy Ari Da Kid]
I’m alert, I’m turnt, go to work muthafucka
Treat the middle of the month like the first muthafucka
Pull up skrt, hop out skrt, like a vert muthafucka
Outta space bitch, I think I’m Captain Kirk muthafucka
I say YERT, go bezerk, we the worst muthafucka
Fuck a gift, this a muthafuckin curse muthafucka
Playing games that goin’ get your ass hurt muthafucka
I feel like I’m the realest on Earth muthafucka

[Outro-Sy Ari Da Kid]
I be turnt, I be turnt, I be turnt, I be turnt muthafucka
I be turnt, I be turnt, I be turnt, I be turnt muthafucka
I be turnt, I be turnt, I be turnt, I be turnt muthafucka
I be turnt

Carlo Karges / Joern-Uwe Fahrenkrog-Petersen / Kevin Mcalea – 99 Red Balloons lyrics

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we ‘ve got
Set them free at the break of dawn
Till one by one they were gone
Back at base, sparks in the software
Flash the message â??somethings out thereâ??
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, its red alert
There ‘s something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
And focusing it on the sky
The ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine decisions treat
Ninety nine ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we’ve waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone’s a super hero
Everyone’s a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scrambling the summer sky
Ninety nine red balloons go by

As ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
It’s all over and I’m standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If could find a souvenir
Just the prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go

Taylor Gang – Feeling Faded

[Intro: Juicy J]
Winners circle
We scrapin’ up all this money man
The hustle continues

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Man I’m blowing all this loud
I’ll be damned to let a nigga take it
I’m a stoner wake and bake’n ain’t no exit ?
Plenty syrup, plenty loud, nigga you ain’t heard
All this cake a nigga makin’, better than desert
Keep that chopper on alert
Bombay quench my thirst
All these dead presidents I’ma need a hearse
I’m getting faded, I’m so high
Bout to spark, Captain Kirk
Wastin’ weed, in my lap, tryna roll up but I swerve
You say you not sucking dick, bitch you got some nerve
Put this condom on your ear hoe fuck what you heard
I’m the shit, you just a turd, you ain’t shit mark my words
Got bitches who give me brain ’til I’m a nerd

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
They try to talk about me cause I’m always staying positive
Ridin’ clean she wakin’ up and cleanin’ thats just how I live
Niggas busy stressin’, I’m just smokin’ weed and takin’ shots
Gotta keep the proper medication cause I think a lot
Fresh out the jacuzzi smokin’ doobies in my Ksubis
Face time her bring her to the trap to watch some movies
Netflix, champagne, Apple TV
Best believe its going down, you fuckin’ with a, G

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Scrape it up, scoop it up
We just tryna pile it up
Buying drugs where I’m from
You might get fucked like a slut
Medical cali in my lungs, hustlers hold them rollies up
Gas get in my pockets fat, stuffed like a stromboli bruh
In the club sparkles on them bottles like fourth of July
Bookin’ shows all the way to Mississipi all the way to the Dubai
Rollin papers smokin’ like a hippie brains in the sky
Rari light, police ask me questions know I’ma lie
Cause I’m 100 like a Calico
Cigarillo full of medical
You know wheels off the credit bro
We poppin’ bottles and we stackin’ dough

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it

Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa & Project Pat – Feeling Faded (TGOD Vol. 1 Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Juicy J]
Winners circle
We scrapin’ up all this money man
The hustle continues

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Man I’m blowing all this loud
I’ll be damned to let a nigga take it
I’m a stoner wake and bake’n ain’t no exit ?
Plenty syrup, plenty loud, nigga you ain’t heard
All this cake a nigga makin’, better than desert
Keep that chopper on alert
Bombay quench my thirst
All these dead presidents I’ma need a hearse
I’m getting faded, I’m so high
Bout to spark, Captain Kirk
Wastin’ weed, in my lap, tryna roll up but I swerve
You say you not sucking dick, bitch you got some nerve
Put this condom on your ear hoe fuck what you heard
I’m the shit, you just a turd, you ain’t shit mark my words
Got bitches who give me brain ’til I’m a nerd

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
They try to talk about me cause I’m always staying positive
Ridin’ clean she wakin’ up and cleanin’ thats just how I live
Niggas busy stressin’, I’m just smokin’ weed and takin’ shots
Gotta keep the proper medication cause I think a lot
Fresh out the jacuzzi smokin’ doobies in my Ksubis
Face time her bring her to the trap to watch some movies
Netflix, champagne, Apple TV
Best believe its going down, you fuckin’ with a, G

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Scrape it up, scoop it up
We just tryna pile it up
Buying drugs where I’m from
You might get fucked like a slut
Medical cali in my lungs, hustlers hold them rollies up
Gas get in my pockets fat, stuffed like a stromboli bruh
In the club sparkles on them bottles like fourth of July
Bookin’ shows all the way to Mississipi all the way to the Dubai
Rollin papers smokin’ like a hippie brains in the sky
Rari light, police ask me questions know I’ma lie
Cause I’m 100 like a Calico
Cigarillo full of medical
You know wheels off the credit bro
We poppin’ bottles and we stackin’ dough

[Hook: Juicy J]
I’m feelin’ faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I’m rolling papers, they tryna’ fade us
I keep that money comin’ in, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it
I’m rolling papers, man I’m faded
I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it, I’ma scrape it