LOS ANGELES (Variety.com) — The 93rd Oscars aren’t until February, but the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences is considering postponing the big night, according to multiple sources. The sources, who spoke on the condition of anonymity, say definitive plans are far from being concrete at this juncture. The telecast is currently set for
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LOS ANGELES (Variety.com) – Betty Wright, a soul and R&B singer best known for her ’70s hit ‘Clean Up Woman,’ has died. She was 66. Wright died at her Miami home on Sunday from cancer, according to Billboard. Born Bessie Regina Norris, Wright adopted her stage name when she was just a kid. With her
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El que sale traicionero es parte honesta de testigo Tengo veintitantos años para muchos estoy plebiyo He disparado las armas y hasta ahorita sigo vivo Mi mera pata de palo siempre han sido carros deportivos Y al entrar en California Archibaldo está conmigo Don Perignon y Buchanan’s plebitas música en vivo Por el freeway 101
Are you ready for Miami? Come on, put your hands up! Are you ready for Miami? Come on, put your hands up!
I ain’t got no money And neither has my honey But happiness is just around the corner Here we stay, every day Saving up for money just to get away And every now and then we get to go on down to Miami Every now and then we got to go on down Every now
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Okej, yeah, ej, yeah, yeah… Vidím ju kráčať, a hádaj o čom snívam Že začína sa leto nám Ona tým riflám dáva nový význam Na to ja rád sa namotám Aj keď musím odložiť svoje krídla Keď sa v jej labyrinte zamotám Energia, keď ju cítim Eufória, keď ma chytí Moje ruky na jej riti
(Hood Fame – Gang) (Yayo) [Indiscernible speech] [Chorus] Fucc with the gang, we gon’ get it up Pop up with 100 round drain My youngin’ go dummy with [???] Text the white girl to get rid o’ her Serve dicc to that bitch, she can’t get enough Call up my youngin’, he keep it dumb
Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits Yaourt aux fruits [x3] Yaourt aux fruits , fruits Je n’comprends pas pourquoi je les traumatise Boyfriend , Girlfriend à moi de choisir J’arrive dans le bise , déjà petit tissage tu connais C’est que des barbies
[Pre-Chorus] She said them red bottoms f**k up her toes She ungrateful, I drip her down in the clothes Plus her energy take me from high to low When she finally get it I gotta go [Chorus] She said she cannot stand me I take another bitch out to Miami Think she know but she don’t understand me I’m
[Intro] Sweet 16 Sweet 16 [Chorus] Shawty wanna be my wife Cause I beat it out the park Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh) Partying ’til after dark [Verse 1] She want pipe then cuddlin’ Girl, I got the piece for your puzzle in Now these hoes buzzing in Cause I’m buzzing like bumble bee
Play this song [Intro: Meek Mill] Yeah [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I just left your viewing at the Staples Center (I did) Obama wrote you a letter, yeah, you made it, nigga (You made it) I even heard you had some players to come to Vegas with us And them suckers could never kill you, it only made you
My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk My ego done crash, I put my ego in a trunk Listen See a dress on a mannequin I’ll buy it for you Anything just say it, I will do it for you I will deal for you, I will steal for you Hey
[Intro] (Evil G) Gettin’ money more than one way (one way) (Dime) Gettin’ money more than one way (one way) [Hook] Wanna be ’round me, be one way Gotta cut a few hoes that are two faced Wanna come on a scene, little one way Throw names, do a hunnid on a runway On a
[Intro] (Palaze, what you cookin’?) Girl, I’m tryna get over you (José, you done flex) So I gotta let you go [Pre-Chorus] Ayy, you can f**k me in Atlanta So all the neighbors know my name, baby, chill out Or maybe we can f**k in Miami Where all them fine ass bitches I don’t care ’bout I see your
[Intro] Palaze, what you cookin’? [Chorus] I’m rockin’ VV’s in my chain, flawless, gang But can’t none of these diamonds bring my nigga back And I ain’t never make up, but that’s on my mama I look up in the stars, see the silhouette I’m heartbroken, I’m dealing with calmin’, no Sometimes got me feeling like I’m still attached
[Sample] [Hook] Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money Eigentlich geht es nur ums Money [Part 1] Sie verkaufen sich
[Ritornello] Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape In veneto tra gente che non vede altro Se non calcio, macchine e schei Testa in alto come fossi sull’ultimo piano dell’Empire State Fanculo l’album posso uccidere la scena solo con un mixtape [Strofa 1] Ho genitori onesti, si sbattono da anni Per l’ottica
[Intro] (Daba-daba-da-daa) Swngn, Swngn Swngn (Daba-daba-da-daa) [Verse 1] M&S be Swngn It’s Friday night My whole clique’s so fly Miami crew’s on the westside So I … (Skurrt Skurrt) Took an uber from the valley Cause I’m too faded to drive We so lit, so live Like Montell in 95′ I’m like (This is how
[Intro: Rich the Kid & Quavo] Bad moves Trap, I might shoot In Miami DJ Durel! [Chorus: Rich the Kid] She don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause I’m bad I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off, I made ’em mad (Skrrt) If they try to pull me over, I’ma do the dash (Woo, woo) If she
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[Intro] I just landed in Miami, swear they’ll never understand me Hunnid on the free way and I’m gunnin’ for the Grammy Sexy mama got a whip, hella sandy She wanna take the city, I said “Baby, why can’t we?” [Chorus] Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice) I’m the hottest, you can hear it
[Intro] Just how, just how it is man Dead ass Lot of people be coming at your man sideways, know what I mean? But it’s whatever though [Verse 1] First off, I love all my fans and supporters My mans on the corner, to the man in the corner office To the lady in the
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Hook: Got too many bitches on my phone Texting on some shit like I’m alone Not tonight the chain on froze Maybe when the night is slow Don’t go through your phone Texting on some shit like I’m alone You know how that goes Might just take you home Verse: I got the gold on Diddy bopping to slow
Play this song [Intro: Ohgeesy] (Carnage, you a fool, you crazy) Karo, remix, re-rock and finesses On a private jet, coolin’ with my niggas from the ’jects, aye Karo, remix Coolin’ with my niggas from the ‘jects [Chorus: Ohgeesy] Aye, Karo, remix, re-rock and finesses On a private jet, coolin’ with my niggas from the ‘jects We done made
[Verse 1] Cuban cigars and the lass lass in the bars I see the rise and a hope for this down downtown Miami Where the people are moving and grooving from dusk till dawn My progress is you and I want it [Chorus] Prime Time, party time Always here in the Caribbean sun Drop dead
Play this song [Intro] Black Bo, you know we miss you J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music Since everybody wanna speak they mind Maybach Music [Verse 1] Yo, watchin’ Kanye interview, feel like I wanna cry For every innocent brother charged with a homicide Went from battle raps to now we wearin’ M.A.G.A. hats Dade County, nigga,
Play this song [Chrous] Oh hope my lullabies get under her skin Like the itch from the perks on the bench She balling out her eyes from the bench She tells me that shell never play love games again Wo ohhh my lullabies get under her sky Shes ballin her eyes out from the bench
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Play this song [Intro] You know, being from Dade County We do the fly shit naturally, man We do the stuntin’ shit naturally, why? Huh, ’cause we blendin’ in with the environment man, haha Ayy FnZ Oh damn South Florida might the most beautifulest place in the land, homie Look at all these bad bitches
Play this song [Intro] We’re laying in bed I lock eyes, our eyes lock [Chorus] Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness My heart stops, every time you call my name My jaw drops, you fell from the stars and i’m star struck You fell from the stars Girl am I lost? We’re down,
Play this song [Intro] Yeah, yeah, ooh, uh, ayy Quando Rondo, nigga Relly Made (They locked up my nigga Pablo, they hit him with a RICO Spin on they block with my sawed-off, but keep that on the D-low Lil’ shawty look just like a model, a neighborhood hero I fuck with… lil’ mama, I
[Intro] Ayy, I don’t know if I wanna call this detox ’cause I’m like… I’m puttin’ away a lot of old shit just so I can be with this one individual, but at the same time, all I really want for Christmas is her [Verse 1] I put the Glizzys down so I could be