Thursday, 23 March 2017

Kijuso Queen Darleen ft Ravyvanny

Kijuso Lyrics
Queen Darleen ft Ravyvanny

[Verse 1]
[Rayvanny]
Unaringa kitu gani, we mwenyewe ujisute
Afadhali hata nyani, sio we mwanamke!
Hupendezi asilani, sio unyoe, usuke
Nilifata kitu gani? Umefanya nijute!
[Darleen]
Mi nakuona punguwani, na usikurupuke
Kwanza naongea na nani? Naomba nikumbushe
Mi nawe hatuendani, jipandishe jishushe!
Usinipande kichwani, namba yangu ifute
[Rayvanny]
Hizo dharau, mwana mvyoro papu
Naona unasahau nyuzi zako nilikapu
[Darleen]
Nimepanda dau, mkataba nimekata
Tena nyang'au, ndo ukome kunifata
[Chorus: Rayvanny & Darleen]
Unaringa una nini? Kijuso!
Vijimeno kama jini, Gaucho!
Kwani nawe una nini? Kituko!
Usio na kazi mjini, popo!
Punguza kelele
Acha kelele mama
Punguza kelele baba
Acha kelele bwana
[Verse 2]
[Darleen]
Eti nawe unavimba, perfume tu mtihani!
Kwanza shirt ulovaa umeazima kwa nanii
Wanifata kapuku, utanipa nini?
Nilikuacha, leo kimekuwasha nini?
[Rayvanny]
Funga bakuli mbele yangu we mshamba
Nakujua vizuri toka unavaa mabwanga
Kati unanuka moshi, huna hata ishu!
Kwenye pochi wanja na tishu
[Darleen]
Unapenda ganda la ndizi, kuteleza
Wakati kupambana mpaka mchuzi wa pweza!
Dume zima tantara tantara
Instagram ina hue
Wakati kwenu kula, kulala, huchangii hata kitunguu
[Rayvanny]
Hizo dharau, mwana mvyoro papu
Naona unasahau nyuzi zako nilikapu
[Darleen]
Nimepanda dau, mkataba nimekata
Tena nyang'au, ndo ukome kunifata
[Chorus: Rayvanny & Darleen] x2
Unaringa una nini? Kijuso!
Vijimeno kama jini, Gaucho!
Kwani nawe una nini? Kituko!
Usio na kazi mjini, popo!
Punguza kelele
Acha kelele mama
Punguza kelele baba
Acha kelele bwana

Thursday, 9 March 2017

Jamal Lyon( Jussie Smollet) Mama; stripped down veesion Lyrics

MAMA (STRIPPED DOWN VERSION) LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Listen mama, so many words to describe you
Strong would be an understatement
Warrior would suit you so much better
'Cause you've been fighting
She was just turning 16
Daddy left her out in the cold streets
He wasn't having it
He found all her sins underneath her mattress»
[Pre-Chorus]
Then suddenly her daddy up and died
But still she sees her father there in Lucious eyes
[Chorus]
Mama, oh mama
For everything you've been through, there's nothing that I won't do for you
Mama, oh mama
See you deserve the best of what this world can offer to you
Mama I love you, mama, mama, mama I do love you
Mama I love you, mama, mama
[Verse 2]
In love with the thought of becoming queen
She never told, she did seventeen
She gave it all so unselfishly
And she did it all just for loyalty, that's my mama
[Pre-Chorus]
I never knew someone to sacrifice, everything for love
Even gave up their whole lives
[Chorus]
Mama, oh mama
For everything you've been through, nothing that I won't do for you
Oh mama
See you deserve the best of what this world can offer
[Bridge]
You're the reason for my being here
Mama I'm so grateful, yes I am
I'm gon' be the one to guide your heart
Although Luscious raised us, you still made us from the sun
[Chorus]
Mama, oh mama
For everything you've been through, there's nothing that I wouldn't do for you
Oh mama
See you deserve the best of what this world can offer to you

Tuesday, 7 March 2017

Migos and Lil Uzi, Bad and Boujee Lyrics

BAD AND BOUJEE LYRICS
[Intro: Offset]
You know, young rich niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though, hah»
(If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya) »
Hey!
[Chorus: Offset]
Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
»
Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot)»
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) »
We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) »
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) »
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah)»
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope) »
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) »
[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
Rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends »
I'm ridin' around in a coupe (coupe) »
I take your bih right from you (You) »
Bitch I'm a dog, roof (grr)
Beat the hoe walls loose (hey) »
Hop in the frog, whoo (skrt) »
I tell that bih to come comfort me (comfort me)
I swear these niggas is under me (hey)
They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me (jumpin' me)
Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
Aye, we do the most
Yeah, pull up in Ghosts (whoo) »
Yeah, my diamonds a choker (glah) »
Holdin' the fire with no holster (blaow) »
Rick the Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler) »
This a Rollie, not a Muller (hey)
Dabbin' on 'em like the usual (dab) »
Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic)»
Courtside with a bad bitch (bitch)
Then I send the bitch through Uber (go)
I'm young and rich and plus I'm bougie (hey) »
I'm not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrah)»
Rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends
So my money makin' my back ache (aagh)»
You niggas got a low Act rate (Act) »
We from the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf) »
Fat Cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie)»
Two bitches, just national smash day (smash)
Hop in the Lamb, have a drag race (skrt)»
I let them birds take a bath, bae (brr)»
[Chorus: Offset]
Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
»
Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot)»
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) »
We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) »
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) »
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah)»
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) »
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Pour a four, I'm droppin' muddy
Outer space, Kid Cudi (drank) »
Introduce me to your bitch as wifey and we know she sluttin'
Broke a brick down, nutted butted, now that nigga duckin'
Don't move too fast I might shoot you (huh?)
Draco bad and boujee (draco)»
I'm always hangin' with shooters (brrah) »
Might be posted somewhere secluded (private)
Still be playin' with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille »
Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it)
When I'm on stage show me boobies (ay)»
Ice on my neck, I'm the coolest (ice)»
Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (pew-pew-pew) »
I pull up, I pull up, I pull up
I hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt)
I'm cookin', I'm cookin', I'm whippin'
I'm whippin' into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up) »
I gave her 10 racks
I told her go shoppin' and spend it all at the pop up (ten)»
These bitches they fuck and suck dick
And they bustin' for Instagram, get your Klout up»
Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go)
Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the Subway (trappin')
Yeah, dat way, young nigga trap with the AK (rrrah)
Yeah, dat way, big dyke hoe, get the door, Macy Gray (hey) »
[Chorus: Offset]
Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
»
Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot)»
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) »
We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) »
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) »
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah)»
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) »
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah »
My bitch she bad to the bone, ay
Wait, these niggas watchin'
I swear to God they be my clones
Yeah, hey, huh »
Switchin' my hoes like my flows (what?) »
Switchin' my flows like my clothes (like what?) »
Keep on shootin' that gun, don't reload
Ooh, ooh, now she want fuck with my crew
Cause the money come all out the roof
Drive the Rari, that bitch got no roof (skrt )
Wait, what kind of Rari? 458 (damn )»
All of these niggas, they hate (they hate )
Try to hide, shoot through the gate
Look, go to strip club, make it rain, yeah »
So much money, they use rakes
Count 100 thousand in your face (in your face)
Yeah, then put 300 right in the safe
Met her today, ooh
She talk to me like she knew me (yeah)
Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yeah
Wakin' up right to a two-piece (yeah) »
Countin' that paper like loose leaf (yeah)
Gettin' that chicken with blue cheese (yeah)»
Boy, you so fake like my collar, you snakin'
I swear to God that be that Gucci (aye)»
And you know we winnin' (winnin' )
Yeah, we is not losin'
Try to play your song, it ain't move me (what?)
Saw your girl once, now she choosin' (yeah) »
[Chorus: Offset]
Raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
»
Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot (thot)»
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) »
We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) »
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) »
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (grrah)»
My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) »
Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My niggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30's and 100 rounds too (glah) »

Sunday, 5 March 2017

Welcoming Note

An old wise adage goes like "music is the food to the soul". That's really true but! If you eat half cooked food or let's say; spoilt food, you stand the risk of food poisoning! That's what it is like when a good song lyric is misheard. A misheard line can totally alter the intended meaning of the song. Here at PK Lyrics Maniac we endeavor to make those lines clear for you to avoid - music poisoning- LOL. Welcome and we hope it is worth your time and your precious data.

Ed Sheeran Shape of You Lyrics

Ed Sheeran

Shape of You Lyrics

[Verse 1]

The club isn't the best place to find a lover

So the bar is where I go
Me and my friends at the table doing shots
Drinking fast and then we talk slow
And you come over and start up a conversation with just me
And trust me I'll give it a chance now

Take my hand, stop, put Van the Man on the jukebox
And then we start to dance, and now I'm singing like


[Pre-Chorus]
Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me

Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me

Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me

Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead


[Chorus]
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do

Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body
And last night you were in my room
And now my bedsheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with your body

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I
I'm in love with your body
Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I
I'm in love with your body
Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I
I'm in love with your body
Every day discovering something brand new
I'm in love with the shape of you