Mac Miller – Cinderella lyrics

(feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, $ign
Oh no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no ($ign)
Aye—

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Okay your legs like a store they open up
And you got people in line
Been here every night for weeks at a time
You in my dreams, that’s why I sleep all the time
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you
Just to leave you behind
I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
The type of thing I heard it happen all the time
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
Said nothin’ better than the first time
I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
Wet you like a rebel, go a second and a third time
Left you up a verse mind
And when you hungry, I can chef you up a stir fry
Get you some dessert wine, elevate yah third eye
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Yeah, okay I came up with a plan, it was take you by the hand
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Soon as we landed
We went straight into the room
And played the music, started dancing
You was taking off your pants
It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
I do you like a chore
We started on the bed and then we moved it to the floor
You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
I thought you was an angel, now you yellin’ to the Lord
You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
Now you always wanna spend the night
Now I’m doing everything you like
When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
Yeah, but I still respect the game
Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
The sex is great, for Heaven’s sake I need it every day
I yell your name, Cinderella
Never gonna find nobody better, all my life…

[Hook: Ty Dolla Sign]
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night

[Outro: Mac Miller]
Hey now, I’m saying
My only way out is the way in
I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way
Well all my days now, they changin’
I got angels, no more Satan
Looks like God’s on my side, this time
Well, I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day, write you letters
It’s only right that right after love, I write my name
If it’s forever or never, it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better hen that weather isn’t rain, yeah
Ooh Cinderella, don’t you run out of time
It feels like you’ve been taking all day
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
I promise I’m not far behind, yeah
So don’t you dare throw this away
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day, write you letters
It’s only right that right after love, I write my name
If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain

Dave East – Don’t Try Me (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

[Intro: Dave East and Lil Uzi Vert]
All I know is designer shit
No money, blue hunnids
Yeah, you know
Lil Uzi, yeah you know (What’s crackin’)
Huh, you know we got all the money
All the money nigga (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
[?] that bitch wanna try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Run through the crowd I’m strident
Run that shit back on like two hoes
Yeah I might um get the Heinsmen
I got your girl cause I am a lottery
Why you hating, I’m filling my pockets
Everything I wear, yeah, is so rare
Blinded by my diamonds, yeah
Wrists so glare
Most of ya be fake, so why would I play fair?
Getting money yeah I started styling
Take your girl to the mall started shopping
Overseas yeah we went to an island
She fly free cause I’m platinum medallion
Fly like delta I build up my mileage
Yeah, hold on
She get me brain to build up my knowledge
Not bout the money then change the topic
I got your girl cause I am a lottery
While you hating I’m filling my pockets

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
[?] that bitch wanna try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Run through the crowd I’m strident
Yeah, run that shit back on like two hoes
Yeah my um get the Hiensmen
Yeah, pocket got bands from like two shows
No it can’t fit in my wallet
Yeah rub on your girl and her body
You ain’t gon’ do nothing about it
You was just mad you don’t got it
You is just mad I got it

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
[?] that bitch wanna try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy this
All of my friends they won’t bite this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Dave East]
I dropped a fish in a pack
I drove a Benz out the lap
I got your bitch in the trap
Roll up and split by the caps
I got the grip in my coat
We send your bitch to the store
That foreign, I’m whipping it slow
Make her call my amigo go pick up the coke (Que lo que)
I’m in sex percocet in me
Instagram twitter niggas threaten me
They be jealousy they can’t get next to me
I’m eating Lobster, on Cruise like Penelope
Kodak’s no broccoli I’m on the celery
Goyard all over my luggage I’m jamming
Still pay those xannies I’m gripping
Diamonds on my wrists them bitches is dancing
Pennyline showing them bitches tanning
Tell that little nigga come try me
Pent house suite I don’t stay at no Hyatt
Tell that little bitch I’m a freak
I watch what I eat like I’m on a diet
Your bitch treat me like i’m Trident
I feel like [?] how i’m gliding
Bring out my name and we sliding
Yea I got chicks out of college
I never got no allowance
I wanted Polo and I wanted Prada
Mosqino casinos we doubled our dollars
I feel like Pacchino I’m rolling with mobsters

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Yeah, don’t try me
Tell that little nigga don’t try me
Gave me that pussy won’t buy it
All of my friends they won’t buy this
Still the same nigga SLS, no Hyatt
Diamonds they water, Poseidon

Kuku sls – Capital Bra feat. Gringo 44 songtexte

Songtexte Capital Bra – Kuku sls

Ja, bra, bra
Nur Safari, bratan, ah, ah
Juggernaut, Makarow, bra, bra
Nur Safari, bratan, nur Safari
Bra, bra, bra, bra
Ahhh.(kuku sls)

.. nahui, cyka, hörst du, die Kalash rattert
Ich brauch’ ein’n Zwanni Ott, sofort, der Ticker kommt mit Fahrrad
Ich misch’ das Haze mit Nougat und roll’ mit Pueblo Tabak
Dazu ein’n fetten Tip, Kolleg, damit die Lunge ballert
Fahr’ im CLS, gemietet, mit El Chapo Gringo
Wir werden größer, Bra, im Kofferraum sind zwanzig Kilo
Ach, geh beiseite, Pico, die Szene ist mein Groupie
Ich geb’ mir nur noch Darbi und trage nur noch Gucci
Berlin lebt (Berlin lebt), Ufo, Gringo, Capi
Fahr’ mit King Khalil im nagelneusten Maserati
Ich komm’ übertrieben drauf auf deine Hipsterparty
Und nehm’ alles auseinander, alles auseinander
Es gibt nix mehr zu reden, du weißt, ich f*ck’ die Rapper
Verteil’ den Stoff wie Teppichhändler, kämpf’ wie Käfigkämpfer
Keine Gnade, guck mal wie, ich deine Gegend bretter’
Hab’ ‘ne Makarow dabei, du Pico, was Beretta?
Keine Gangster, alles Penner, komm’, hab’ Kiste, was für Tenner?
Benz ist schwarz, das Haze ist heller (heller, heller), bau’ ein’n Ler (Ler, Ler)
Der Bra ist schnell, doch die Kripos waren schneller
Mach’ sie alle süchtig, ich geb’ euch Darbi flüssig.

Oh-ouh
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow (Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow)
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
SLS, Kuku SLS (Gringo, Capital)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Juggernaut, Makarow (Juggernaut, Makarow)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Raffaele Coco
SLS, Kuku SLS
Zwei Kilo ..
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Jeder macht auf loco
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow.

Oh-ouh, Gringo, .., Berlin, Bagdad
Savas, Lammkopf, Dürum, Lavash (Dürum, Lavash)
Grillspieß, Tiger, Gambas
Smoke killt, twenty hours, Haze Ananas, ..
Na sdorowje, lak, was Xalaz malaz
Ich schneide deine Placa .., lesh, Kafa
Manta, Manta, Flucht vor Civil-Amca
Rambazamba, grüne Mamba
Direkt Schnee?, .., such Taş, sabr, sabr
Rasch, rasch, baller’ mit der Kalash
-nikova, du Köter, mach nicht Mann auf Kamera
44, Baracuda, Pott-Kid, take my Tokat
Cyca blyat, kurwa, Ruger Charger
Deine Hintermänner lass’ ich tanzen – Lambada
Müsteri ruft an, City high rate, Triptronic
Zehnerpacket, aber Junkie sagt: „I got five von it!“

Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow (Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow)
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
SLS, Kuku SLS (Gringo, Capital)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Versuri-lyrics.info
Juggernaut, Makarow (Juggernaut, Makarow)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Raffaele Coco
SLS, Kuku SLS
Zwei Kilo ..
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Jeder macht auf loco
Gringo, Captial, Haze-Flow.

Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Bra, bra, bra, bra
Bra, bra, bra
Bra, bra, Juggernauter, bra, bra
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flowww.
Capital Bra songtexte
Video sls

Hasan.K & Gringo – Versace (Juggernaut Limited Edition Album)

[Intro: Gringo]
Ich habe Süssigkeiten
Ich habe Süssigkeiten
Helal Haribo
Lele

[Hook: Gringo]
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal (lele)
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal

[Bridge: Gringo]
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles Tafnis-nis-nis
Alles nur hayal, in real, Kopf total

[Part 1: Hasan K]
Mitternacht Regen, Donner
Der Vater fragt die Mutter: „Wo ist schon wieder deine Tochter?“
Straßenlaternen, sie schimmern
Minus drei Grad, ich seh’ Scheinwerfer im Nebel glitzern
Er guckt hoch zum Hotelzimmer
Sieht die Kerzen durch die Jalousien flimmern, sie begehen schon wieder Zina
Der Bruder ladet Silah
Rechnet mit zehn Jahren Hapis, seine Frau macht weinend Dua
Es ist Sabah Namaz
Er betet In Cemaa, bittet um Vergebung mehrmals
Der Himmel wird heller
Man hört das Vogelgezwitscher zusammen mit Blitzlichtgewitter

[Hook: Gringo]
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal (lele)
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal

[Bridge: Gringo]
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles Tafnis-nis-nis
Alles nur hayal, in real, Kopf total

[Part 2: Gringo]
Gringo, Blättchen, holländisch, Haze-Diesel-Action
Plastikbong smoken, Hexen flexen
Beim Schmusen hör’ ich Janet Jackson
Escort, Baby, Jacqueline, früher war sie Lesbin
Heute fährt sie Aston
Heute fährt sie Aston
Heute fährt sie Aston, Resmen
In rosa, Facelift – Batman
Rapper essen Bifi-Salami
Was los mit dir, ya salame?
Küff-Knolle, Pislik-OCB-Rolle
Kripos machen Kontrolle wegen Rauchwolke (lele)

[Hook: Gringo]
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal (lele)
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal

[Outro: Gringo]
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles Tafnis-nis-nis
Alles nur hayal, in real, Kopf total
Gringo-Flow
Goldfinger Beatz, HKB
SLS 06

Hasan.K & Gringo – Versace (Instrumental) (Juggernaut Limited Edition Album)

[Intro: Gringo]
Ich habe Süssigkeiten
Ich habe Süssigkeiten
Helal Haribo
Lele

[Hook: Gringo]
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal (lele)
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal

[Bridge: Gringo]
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles Tafnis-nis-nis
Alles nur hayal, in real, Kopf total

[Part 1: Hasan K]
Mitternacht Regen, Donner
Der Vater fragt die Mutter: „Wo ist schon wieder deine Tochter?“
Straßenlaternen, sie schimmern
Minus drei Grad, ich seh’ Scheinwerfer im Nebel glitzern
Er guckt hoch zum Hotelzimmer
Sieht die Kerzen durch die Jalousien flimmern, sie begehen schon wieder Zina
Der Bruder ladet Silah
Rechnet mit zehn Jahren Hapis, seine Frau macht weinend Dua
Es ist Sabah Namaz
Er betet In Cemaa, bittet um Vergebung mehrmals
Der Himmel wird heller
Man hört das Vogelgezwitscher zusammen mit Blitzlichtgewitter

[Hook: Gringo]
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal (lele)
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal

[Bridge: Gringo]
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles Tafnis-nis-nis
Alles nur hayal, in real, Kopf total

[Part 2: Gringo]
Gringo, Blättchen, holländisch, Haze-Diesel-Action
Plastikbong smoken, Hexen flexen
Beim Schmusen hör’ ich Janet Jackson
Escort, Baby, Jacqueline, früher war sie Lesbin
Heute fährt sie Aston
Heute fährt sie Aston
Heute fährt sie Aston, Resmen
In rosa, Facelift – Batman
Rapper essen Bifi-Salami
Was los mit dir, ya salame?
Küff-Knolle, Pislik-OCB-Rolle
Kripos machen Kontrolle wegen Rauchwolke (lele)

[Hook: Gringo]
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal (lele)
Gringo Duschgel Limette-Kiwi
Bombe Design Ea7 Armani
F16-Ferrari in blau royal
Grüne Augen – Versace Kayal

[Outro: Gringo]
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles nur hayal (nur hayal)
Alles Tafnis-nis-nis
Alles nur hayal, in real, Kopf total
Gringo-Flow
Goldfinger Beatz, HKB
SLS 06

Mac Miller – Cinderella (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Uh, sign
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sign
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Okay your legs like a store they open up
And you got people in the aisle
Been here every night for weeks at a time
You in my dreams that’s why I sleep all the time
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
This the type of thing I heard it happen all the time
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
Said nothin’ better than the first time
I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
Get you some dessert wine, elevate this third eye
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Yeah, okay I came up with a plan it was
Take you by the hand
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Two nights, we landed
We went straight into the room
And played the music and started dancing
You was taking off your pants
It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
I do you like a chore
We started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor
You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
I thought you was an angel now you yellin’ to the Lord
You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
Now you always wanna spend the night
Now I’m doing everything you like
When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
Yeah, but I still respect the game
Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
The sex is great, and your sex I need it every day
I yell your name, sinner, rebel
Never gonna find nobody better
All my life
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Hey now, I’m saying
My only way out is way in
I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way
Well all my days now, they changin’
I got angels, no more Satan
Looks like God’s on my side
This time
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name, yeah
If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
Ooh Cinderella don’t you run out of time
It feels like you’ve been taking all day
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
I promise I’m not far behind
So don’t you dare throw this away
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name
And if it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain