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Zoey Dollaz - Post & Delete (feat. Chris Brown) 04:12
Zoey Dollaz - Post & Delete (feat. Chris Brown) 200 izlenme - 4 ay önce Zoey Dollaz feat. Chris Brown - Post & Delete [Music Video Klip 2017] Tüm müzik videoları yüksek ses ve görüntü kalitesinde izlesene.com'da! "Kanalımıza ait diğer videolara ulaşmak ve güncel içerikleri takip etmek için >www.izlesene.com/mplay< kanalımıza göz atabilir ve abone olabilirsiniz. Keyifli seyirler..." Şarkı Sözleri (lyrics): [Intro: Zoey Dollaz] Woah Woah, lit [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] I've been drinking so much champagne (wow) See me swerving in the Wraith (yeah) She act like I'm her chauffeur (yeah) She want a standing ovation (yeah) Yeah, tryna be part of that wave (wave) Commas as if we conversate (conversate) Tryna throw it in my face (face) Tryna get me out my game, I say [Chorus: Chris Brown] Post and delete, yeah (wow) Post and delete, ha (yeah) Post and delete, yeah Woah, woah, post and delete, hit it Post and delete, (yeah) indecisive (wow) Post and delete, (wow) Post and delete, (yeah, wow) Post and delete [Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz] Hey little mama you trippin' (trippin') I ain't really with that issue (nah) It's gon' really be some shit (shit) If I get caught on the internet with you (with you) I don't really do the pictures (pictures) We gon' do this a little different (different) It ain't no touchin' or no kissin' (nah) When we're in public, shawty just listen (listen) I post and delete, don't keep it up These people just tryna keep up with us (yeah) Put two and two (ooh) Tryna figure out if me and you are fuckin' or what (yeah) Shawty, you just want the wave (wave) Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm paid (paid) Shawty, you already know (know) 'Cause a young nigga made [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] I've been drinking so much champagne (wow) See me swerving in the Wraith (yeah) She act like I'm her chauffeur (yeah) She want a standing ovation (yeah) Yeah, tryna be part of that wave (wave) Commas as if we conversate (conversate) Tryna throw it in my face (face) Tryna get me out my game, I say [Chorus: Chris Brown] Post and delete, yeah (wow) Post and delete, ha (yeah) Post and delete, yeah Woah, woah, post and delete, hit it Post and delete, (yeah) indecisive (wow) Post and delete, (wow) Post and delete, (yeah, wow) Post and delete [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Had to block your account and unfollow your ass Yeah, bitch, you the worst And if you try to tag me, I'ma start spazzin' Shade room and baller alert I was just mindin' my business, it was just me and my niggas You started likin' his pictures I started pipin' these bitches Pussy pop a Perc' and get busy I'm about to fuck around and call this bitch Like delete all that shit Can't keep my name out your mouth, eatin' all that dick Jugglin' my balls and shit Always tryna record my conversations like a fedorale And everybody tryna race me like I'm Ricky Bobby Black Pyramid, that don't mean I'm Illuminati Ain't gotta pull a trigger, homies got a couple bodies, believe that I ain't with the fake shit, chopper gon' spray shit Bitch, you like Emoji with the faces Never give the police my statement Never say shit 'bout the bricks that I had up in my basement Stop it, what the fuck you want from me? Know my time and my money, bitch, that ain't free What you call a king with a chain? A masterpiece And don't talk that shit if you gon' post and delete (bitch) [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] I've been drinking so much champagne (wow) See me, swerving in the Wraith (yeah) She act like I'm her chauffeur (yeah) She want a standing ovation (yeah) Yeah, tryna be part of that wave (wave) Commas as if we conversate (conversate) Tryna throw it in my face (face) Tryna get me out my game, I say [Chorus: Chris Brown] Post and delete, yeah (wow) Post and delete, ha (yeah) Post and delete, yeah Woah, woah, post and delete, hit it Post and delete, (yeah) indecisive (wow) Post and delete, (wow) Post and delete, (yeah, wow) Post and delete [Verse 3: Zoey Dollaz] Shawty, got all in her feelings Told her, I ain't with the Instagram Little mama, when we chillin'? I ain't down with the filmin' No Snapchat or no Periscope You can do that shit but not buy me dope Don't want no pics in the Rover How many time did I done told you? Personally, that shit ain't too cool with me Everyone know you a freak Tryna keep the shit low-key So I just post and delete You want the wave Takin' pictures when you up in the Wraith Stars in the ceiling They know when you in the buildin' [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] I've been drinking so much champagne (wow) See me, swerving in the Wraith (yeah) She act like I'm her chauffeur (yeah) She want a standing ovation (yeah) Yeah, tyna be part of that wave (wave) Commas as if we conversate (conversate) Tryna throw it in my face (face) Tryna get me out my game, I say [Outro: Chris Brown] Post and delete
Zoey Dollaz - Blow A Check (Official Music Video) 03:32
Zoey Dollaz - Blow A Check (Official Music Video) 388 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Zoey Dollaz - Blow A Check (Official Music Video) 2016 Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): (We gon' run, we gon' run, we gon' run, we gon' run Ayo I had to stop talking that money shit God said the meek and the humble shall inherit the earth And it's not that I'm not humble Ayo, it's that this is my gift of life Getting this money, getting this money Get that money Get that money, go young nigga, go I'm just tryna Run through the money, run I'm just tryna Run through the money, run I'm tryna blow a check I'm tryna blow a check Tryna pull up in a foreign And make them niggas upset Run through the money, run I'm just tryna run through it Heard them niggas makin threats, tell 'em come do it All my niggas with the shits, even in the fist fight Bet them niggas still goin to bring a gun to it Yeah, I'm just tryna pull up in a 'vette Hit the block, make 'em upset I ain't done yet Girl, I'm on a cash route Mo'fuck love, young nigga tryna cash out I'm on a money mission, bitch You looking for attention tryna make a nigga kick it So I can blow your back out I ain't with the bullshit, I'm tryng to make some money My niggas got kids and all of them babies hungry Gotta feed them hittas, they the ones that come and get you Just in case one of you pussy niggas wanna act funny I'm just tryna Run through the money, run I'm just tryna Run through the money, run I'm tryna blow a check I'm tryna blow a check Tryna pull up in a foreign And make them niggas upset Run through the money, run Yo, that nigga Puff he back on shit, now here we go If I make forty million, bitch, my year was slow Money Makin' Mitch, yo, he a cash flipper Man, just tell the Forbes to use my last picture I grab the baddest bitches out the group Let 'em ride, drop the roof Pop that pussy out the coupe Blue dot, blue dot, blue dot, blue dot, blue dot, blue dot I never sleep, that's why i got way more than you got Vegas Strip, it's a bet, take this shit on a jet Bad Boy never fake or switch on the set Haters kiss the baguettes in the ring I'm the king, king of talking shit Maybe piss through a check Got that cash bag when you see him Money Mitch, hashtag, three M's Nigga, money makin' Mitch I'm just tryna Run through the money, run I'm just tryna Run through the money, run I'm tryna blow a check I'm tryna blow a check Tryna pull up in a foreign And make them niggas upset Run through the money, run Run through the money, run Run through the money, run Runnin' through the paper like Scott Storch Runnin' through the paper like I'm Allen I I got that dirty money, Puff got the Forbes That coupe 300 like Kevin Lyles Black rose generals when I hit the court My niggas ballin' like Fab Five final four At the last supper tryna eat a fiest My last two bitches 100 mill a piece Blow a bag, your body dissapear waist down I dab all them bitches; D. Brown You know that paper longer than chain smokin' I'm running through the paper like Usain Bolt I'm running through the paper way before the deal Way before puff gave me all the mills I'm just tryna Tun through the money, run I'm just tryna Tun through the money, run I'm tryna blow a check I'm tryna blow a check Tryna pull up in a foreign And make them niggas upset Run through the money, run Run through the money, run Run through the money, run
Zoey Dollaz - Couches 03:58
Zoey Dollaz - Couches 105 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Zoey Dollaz - Couches (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video) 2016 Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) [Intro: Dave Chapelle Skit] Got an eye problem Eddie? You don't like that Eddie? You don't like my feet on your couch? On your coffee table? Huh? Fuck yo' couch nigga! Fuck yo' couch Jahlil Beats, holla at me [Hook] We step up in the club, fucking up the couches Tell the bartender, we gon' order us some bottles We ain't standing on the floor, fucking up the couches Club gon' swole, fucking up the couches DJ on go, fucking up the couches I'm in here with my zoes, fucking up the couches What we doing? Fucking up the couches, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches [Verse 1] Okay, standing on the couches screaming fuck the bouncer Shmoney dancing on the sofa, feeling like I'm Bobby Order up some bottles for the niggas 'round me Bad bitches falling through, niggas catching bodies Screaming fuck the other side, fuck the other side You got a problem with my niggas, it's a homicide Them zoes banging red and blue and they down to ride You niggas better think about it 'fore you niggas try Niggas hating in the club, we make it rain on 'em We gon' take a nigga bitch and put the chain on her We gon' play with the mind and run a game on her And take shawty to the crib, put the pain on her [Hook] We step up in the club, fucking up the couches Tell the bartender, we gon' order us some bottles We ain't standing on the floor, fucking up the couches Club on' swole, fucking up the couches DJ on go, fucking up the couches I'm in here with my zoes, fucking up the couches What we doing? Fucking up the couches, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches [Verse 2] Okay, 100 bottles, 100 niggas, Oh yeah we mobbing Jumping on couches, looking at bouncers like we wilding Spending money, blowing cheques, we getting lit And my haters see the watch across the room, flick of the wrist All my niggas strapped, all my niggas jewelled up Whole squad screaming gang, gang, nigga that's us We Don't need no security, nigga back up And I pray to God none of you niggas Dont act up I'm in the club, I'm just standing on the couches A young bitch with me rolling up some ounces 100 deep, we take over VIP Whole gang with me, and we screaming FBG [Hook] We step up in the club, fucking up the couches Tell the bartender, we gon' order us some bottles We ain't standing on the floor, fucking up the couches Club gon' swole, fucking up the couches DJ on go, fucking up the couches I'm in here with my zone, fucking up the couches What we doing? Fucking up the couches, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches
Lil Wayne - What's Next feat. Zoey Dollaz 04:02
Lil Wayne - What's Next feat. Zoey Dollaz 5 izlenme - 3 hafta önce Lil Wayne - What's Next feat. Zoey Dollaz (Official Audio) | Dedication 6 "What's Next" by Lil Wayne feat. Zoey Dollaz, off the Dedication 6 mixtape. Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): [Intro] Yeahhh Mmm-mh [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I been smoking on the gas Hocus pocus on the gas I been snorkling in the cash Going Krogers with the bags I done went blind going Hulk Hogan on they ass Tell my shooters count me out and I end up doing the math I been fuckin' in the shower so my dreads soaked I been fuckin' on the counter 'cause my bed's soaked You know my lean nice and cold like some dead folks You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh I got them pills, we call 'em illies I got the wet, I'm water whippin' I rob his ass like Robin Givens I get them M's a mile a minute Don't pay your bill, I'm power trippin' BET, that's how I'm living I got three hoes following me Ho, ho, ho; I'm down the chimney Hello, I make her throw away her pussy toys, yeah Ain't got a job, I make her look employed, yeah She do the money count in just her drawers, yeah I make her count out loud, I listen hard I been fuckin' models, they been walking 'round in towels They been snorting powder, I been in here taking downers They been countin' for hours, getting kisses by the thousands Money and the power, they be in here watching Power All my shooters accurate, codeine like a daiquiri Run up, run up in your factory, mask is on like Michael Jackson Brrrt, pull up like a taxi Stereo on max and nigga bury your own casket Nigga say hello to Rabbit My lil homies bang, my lil homies they deranged They don't want the fame, kill your ass and fly to Spain Ding-ding, coke and ice cream, that shit got a nice ring Put my face up in the pussy, I'm just sight seeing Yeah, staring at the world through an automatic Sweet mother of pearls, sweet Jesus of Nazareth Quickly, quickly, quickly, gettin' slow baby I could turn your baby to a poor baby, sure baby Look, I cannot sit down without gettin' down What's new in town? Let's do it now A couple marbles ain't been found A couple screws been screwed around My father ain't been 'round, my heart ain't missed a pound The system up or down, and it's been up and down A psycho, all I'm missing is the gown Sippin' up, I piss enough to drown, twistin' up a pound High as fuck, a Bentley truck on clouds, y'all so underground I break a whole bunch of fuckin' vows, come to hunt you down All up in your section, use protection when you fuck around Possession of deception, imperfection, no affection No correction, transgression, turn depression to aggression Got an obsession for expression with no pressure, no discretion And the F is for the "Flesh of all the fleshless ones, I left 'em, F 'em"
Zoey Dollaz - Couches 03:58
Zoey Dollaz - Couches 57 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Zoey Dollaz - Couches (Yepyeni Video Klip) 2016 Zoey Dollaz - Couches" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): [Intro: Dave Chapelle Skit] Got an eye problem Eddie? You don't like that Eddie? You don't like my feet on your couch? On your coffee table? Huh? Fuck yo' couch nigga! Fuck yo' couch Jahlil Beats, holla at me [Hook] We step up in the club, fucking up the couches Tell the bartender, we gon' order us some bottles We ain't standing on the floor, fucking up the couches Club gon' swole, fucking up the couches DJ on go, fucking up the couches I'm in here with my zoes, fucking up the couches What we doing? Fucking up the couches, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches [Verse 1] Okay, standing on the couches screaming fuck the bouncer Shmoney dancing on the sofa, feeling like I'm Bobby Order up some bottles for the niggas 'round me Bad bitches falling through, niggas catching bodies Screaming fuck the other side, fuck the other side You got a problem with my niggas, it's a homicide Them zoes banging red and blue and they down to ride You niggas better think about it 'fore you niggas try Niggas hating in the club, we make it rain on 'em We gon' take a nigga bitch and put the chain on her We gon' play with the mind and run a game on her And take shawty to the crib, put the pain on her [Hook] We step up in the club, fucking up the couches Tell the bartender, we gon' order us some bottles We ain't standing on the floor, fucking up the couches Club on' swole, fucking up the couches DJ on go, fucking up the couches I'm in here with my zoes, fucking up the couches What we doing? Fucking up the couches, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches [Verse 2] Okay, 100 bottles, 100 niggas, Oh yeah we mobbing Jumping on couches, looking at bouncers like we wilding Spending money, blowing cheques, we getting lit And my haters see the watch across the room, flick of the wrist All my niggas strapped, all my niggas jewelled up Whole squad screaming gang, gang, nigga that's us We Don't need no security, nigga back up And I pray to God none of you niggas Dont act up I'm in the club, I'm just standing on the couches A young bitch with me rolling up some ounces 100 deep, we take over VIP Whole gang with me, and we screaming FBG [Hook] We step up in the club, fucking up the couches Tell the bartender, we gon' order us some bottles We ain't standing on the floor, fucking up the couches Club gon' swole, fucking up the couches DJ on go, fucking up the couches I'm in here with my zone, fucking up the couches What we doing? Fucking up the couches, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches Fucking up the couch, fucking up the couches
Zoey Dollaz 03:44
Zoey Dollaz "Cruise Ship" Feat. Casey Veggies (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video) 1 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Zoey Dollaz "Cruise Ship" Feat. Casey Veggies (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)Zoey Dollaz "Cruise Ship" Feat. Casey Veggies (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)Zoey Dollaz "Cruise Ship" Feat. Casey Veggies (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)