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Naf Yeah
You Know What
Remix
Mongi Records
Yeah
This is the Remix Man

Wangejua long time, wasingeleta pozi
Wangechangamka kutusua ila wamepata

that's off the record
Never graduated college I ain't with the lectures
I think she knew just what it was but didn't get the message
Feel like I'm under

Amor Exotico (Chris Donatti x Barbero Exótico)

Oh...hey mami
Tú sabes que los viajes exóticos están aquí
Vintage records 
El Barbero y Chris Donatti

You ain’t never felt that pressure Nigga
Court rooms full of lawyers and Detectives in it
Pretrial ain’t budging
Cause you built a public record wit

the top, dealing with the top ey
Hot Pot Record's
You know what it is
Like a growing kid, we gon make it big
Fuck about the hype get rich real life
Stop

But you can't phase me, I just hit the loud
I record myself
I don't need your ass for shit
I just keep to myself
Cause I can't trust your ass for shit

my past while the record keeps a skipping
Working on the day that I'm happy for your wealth
The places you done been and gone go write it well
Bounce

supposed to feel when I lack a record deal
I should go and grab a steel but that aint really real
I never claimed to know it all
If I was taller I would ball

Where’s the snow
Where’s the snow let me soak
I’m a broken soul that seems to be asking for way too much now
I’m a broken record that won’t ever stop

heat at the crib press record and play
Before my PC both my speakers and my MPK
I had a webcam to record no audio interface
I didn't believe shit in that

come over 
I'll send you an Uber 
You diving no scooba 
No making love (no) 
I'm finna record us
So you better show up 
Boy you better show up cause

I

dropping
Elbow in your eye bleeding
You out 'til you dry up and finally die
Take one look at me and you might wanna cry

And when all the records have been

your record's pretty clean
You always actin' like you gotta take the world by the balls
But a handshake should do man, just start your shit small
Why's

wasn't in my plans
I know they want be me, cause baby, cause I'm the man (Yeah)
Chill when I'm bored, I mean I chill n' record
Imma Minnesota baby I'm just

Forty three scholarships head down in class, forty three licks and I run them all fast
Out on the track setting records after school, run up on your man

Damn
(Laugh)
Damn she ain’t gone
Even fuckin pick up
Pick up the phone man
Shhhhh
You have reached
The voicemail box of
(6**62**92*)
To record

I believed in me
I believed in me 
I believed in me 
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room

movie theater
In the night galleria get desert vanilla flavor
Let the record spin, hear Sinatra sing
Take a flight to the moon like the movies coming soon

Is it kitsch to consume a bucket of sick?
Record's ten, bet you I can do it in six
It's a weird skill to have as a party trick
The things we do just

the record, let it play
Want your body to make me sway
Blue eyes of yours, those hypnotize
The way your lips curl into mine
I wish we could just hold our hands

dealer drug dealer, we gettin it out the pot ain’t suckin dick to sell records
Whoa
Drug dealer drug dealer, new number ever month we don’t keep no phone

You a broke nigga or it's duct tape 
While I break bread you take lunch breaks 
While I break records you a broken record 
You need close caskets

cor em diu que és moment dels records
I recordo quan rèiem plegats
Abans de les cerveses i el porrets d'amagat
Quan només erem nens i cantavem ben alt

not just a record
this is how I’m living until I’m stiffer than a board for the record
I came out the womb like he blessed he a Shepard
Niggas think dis