Quality Control, City Girls & Saweetie feat DJ Durel - Come On

Artist	:   Quality Control, City Girls & Saweetie feat DJ Durel
Title	:   Come On
Cipt	:   Ice Billion Berg, Ball Greezy, DJ Durel, Yung Miami, Saweetie, JT, Kevin Gomringer & Tim Gomringer
Album	:   Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 2
Dirilis	:   2019

(Quavo)
DJ Durel

(JT)
Girl, come on (Come on)
It's time to get it, girl, they playin' our song (This my jam)
Let's make 'em spend it on us all night long (The ballers out)
It's time to get it (Let's get it)
Work that, twerk back 'til you got a hurt back
Make 'em wanna flirt back, lift it up and murk that

(Saweetie)
F*ck a six figure nigga, shit, he need to have eight
Call it Christmas on my wrist 'cause he love to decorate
Was down some diamonds on my bezel, now I got a different face
And they heard my shit sweet, now these niggas want a taste
I like lead niggas, street niggas (Street), spend on shopping spree niggas (Spend it)
Low-key, don't be in the scene, nigga
Clean, nigga, mean, nigga (What you mean?)
Type I need nigga (Uh-huh)
Ain't f*ckin' with these hoes (Disease free, nigga)
Booked and busy, I'ma hit you mañana
I'm a boss ass b*tch, call me Big Mama (B*tch)
The chain be Chanel, the panties pink Prada (Woo)
If that nigga don't pay then he ain't about nada

(JT & Saweetie)
Girl, come on (Icy, Come on)
It's time to get it, girl, they playin' our song (This my jam)
Let's make 'em spend it on us all night long (The ballers out)
It's time to get it (let's get it)
Work that, twerk back 'til you got a hurt back
Make 'em wanna flirt back, lift it up and murk that

(JT)
I got that come back, nigga, this that rerun (Rerun)
Make a nigga cut a check, tax refund (Refund)
Where the boss niggas at? I don't see none (Nah)
Make it rain in this b*tch, I wanna see ones (Period)
Too bad for a broke nigga, where the dope dealers?
Straight out the bando to the f*ckin' pros, nigga (Where he at?)
Where you at? It's a draft (Yeah)
Is you a first round pick or you last? (Where the ballers at?)
Where my college b*tches with a fat ass? (Where they at though?)
So fly, give a nigga jet-lag
You wanna murk that, twerk that 'til I got a hurt back
Broke nigga, back back, I'ma have to curve that (Boy)

(JT)
Girl, come on (Come on)
It's time to get it, girl, they playin' our song (This my jam)
Let's make 'em spend it on us all night long (The ballers out)
It's time to get it (let's get it)
Work that, twerk back 'til you got a hurt back
Make 'em wanna flirt back, lift it up and murk that

(Yung Miami)
If you love me, then tip right (Tip right)
'Cause we shouldn't leave after giving you a peek, it keeps the tip tight
Thanks for the invite (Yeah)
I know my IG pictures make me seem mean, but a b*tch nice (Nice)
I like my mignon filet
I like my man grown, let me put it on your face
He want me in his Wraith and want me in his place (Facts)
By next week I can have the key to his gate (Easy)
Name in his will before he even see me naked
I become a bill, you can't get him to pay one (B*tch)
Pu*sy got him shittin' on his day ones
I don't even gotta say much (Period)

(JT)
Girl, come on (Come on)
It's time to get it, girl, they playin' our song (This my jam)
Let's make 'em spend it on us all night long (The ballers out)
It's time to get it (let's get it)
Work that, twerk back 'til you got a hurt back
Make 'em wanna flirt back, lift it up and murk that

Terjemahan Quality Control, City Girls & Saweetie feat DJ Durel - Come On :

Young Thug feat Lil Duke - I Bought Her

Artist	:   Young Thug feat Lil Duke
Title	:   I Bought Her
Cipt	:   DJ Durel, Lil Duke & Young Thug
Album	:   So Much Fun
Dirilis	:   2019

(Young Thug)
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin (DJ Durel)

(Young Thug)
I bought my b*tch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
I bought my b*tch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag'
She say she don't suck d*ck, I called that b*tch a cab
New York, ain't goin' for no bap, I promise you'll get stabbed
I told her I go nast', I give 'em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag (That Birk')

(Young Thug)
I whipped up in Beverly Hills, but it wasn't sushi (That big, big Birkin bag, that Birkin, yeah)
I couldn't afford her, that she was way better at Hooters (Took out a order, woah)
I gave her .40, took brand new AK to a shooter (Shootin' in 4K)
I can get a nigga ass smoked for a bowl of noodles (I can get a nigga ass smoked, woah)
I gave her 40 clip, take to the woadie, the shooter (Woah)
I brought the Carbon 15 and it's tall as a ruler (Woah)
I had the daughter come see, I thought it was voodoo (Woah)
I left the car parked outside of the boogaloos (Skrrt, woah)
You don't go Need for Speed, yeah, I just been movin' 'em (I keep it goin', poom, poom)
I'm up in Trestletree and I just been boolin' it (I'm in the opp's hood)
I need to catch me some Zs, 'cause I just been booted up (I need to get me some sleep)
I had your b*tch on her knees and I told her toot it up (Had this b*tch on her knees)
Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby
Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby
Florida water, pu*sy pink, I make her basin
Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes

(Young Thug)
I bought my b*tch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
I bought my b*tch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag'
She say she don't suck d*ck, I called that b*tch a cab
New York, ain't goin' for no bap, I promise you'll get stabbed
I told her I go nast', I give 'em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag (That Birk')

(Lil Duke & Young Thug)
Richest as it get, hundred on my wrist
Hundred on the necklace, hundred on the clip
Hundred on his head, I just splat a flip
Hundred on my b*tch, couple of cribs
I can never rat, I can stack the chips
I will never f*ck her, I just got the lip
I just gotta love it, I just gotta kill it
I just gave her chrome, I just got a VIP
Hoppin' out a jet, I can get her wet
Louboutin chest, under my neck
I came with the drugs, Hi-Tectavis
V's on my neck, as big as it gets
I came for nothin', too f*ckin' restless
I'm a slimeball, baby, I'm treacherous
Iced out Hermès belt like a wrestler
F*ck her good, but I never kept her (Yeah)

(Young Thug)
I bought my b*tch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
I bought my b*tch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag'
She say she don't suck d*ck, I called that b*tch a cab
New York, ain't goin' for no bap, I promise you'll get stabbed
I told her I go nast', I give 'em lifetime splash
I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag (That Birk')

(Young Thug)
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin

Terjemahan Young Thug feat Lil Duke - I Bought Her :

Young Thug feat Lil Uzi Vert - What’s the Move?

Artist	:   Young Thug feat Lil Uzi Vert
Title	:   What’s the Move?
Cipt	:   Ayo Chef, BL$$D, Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert
Album	:   So Much Fun
Dirilis	:   2019

(Young Thug)
(BL$$D)
I just let lil' mama suck me up, girl
B*tch tryna drive in a Rolls Royce or the bus‚ girl?
I jumped off the porch and went straight up‚ girl (Straight up‚ girl)
You can leave your town and head to another world

(Young Thug)
What the move?
I'm tired of eyein' you
I'm tired of spyin' on you
'Til the pain last too
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin' games with you
Like you could never play games too, woah (Yeah)

(Young Thug)
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds‚ keep calm (Okay)
All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c'mon (Oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
You make it twerk for me
You get a purse from me
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
You get a verse for free
I make her worship me
Copy it in bursts for me
Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
You don't want the bag‚ oh no, no, no
I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
I make her shut up then suck it, she f*ckin' at my shows, mmh
I make her shut up, she f*ckin', she suckin' at my shows, ayy

(Lil Uzi Vert)
Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won't trip
My jeans is so tight they don't fit
Still walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don't walk with less than fifty on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons, mix it up with the Rick
Flexin' on these haters who sent me 'my bad'
Made it from the soil, made it from the Rex
Richer than your first, richer than your last
LUV, know I got swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan'
I groove around, party pack my hand
I'm seeing double lookin' through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend

(Young Thug)
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (Okay)
All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c'mon (Oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
You make it twerk for me
You get a purse from me
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
You get a verse for free
I make her worship me
Copy it in bursts for me
Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
You don't want the bag, oh no, no, no
I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
I make her shut up then suck it, she f*ckin' at my shows, mmh
I make her shut up, she f*ckin', she suckin' at my shows, ayy

(Young Thug)
Diamonds, they drip down my wrist
Let's get it, f*ck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin' on a brick (Left wrist)
B*tch have it locked like a pick (Sheesh)
Fittz Park, came for the shit
Grab a AK for the wrist
Gorilla, rockin' Bape on a b*tch
Potential court case on a b*tch (B*tch)
We livin' state to state on a b*tch (We livin' state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with the b*tch (We never ever play, no)
Do everything the same on a b*tch (Never tell the difference)
We known to pick the brains of a b*tch (Big bag)
I throw the big B's on a b*tch
I got a few C's on a b*tch (Got slatt)
I'm in another league on a b*tch
My diamond 'bout to ski on a b*tch (Woo)

(Young Thug)
What's the move?
I'm tired of eyein' you (Oh, yeah)
I was tired of spyin' on you
'Til the pain last too (Yeah)
Make it rain on you (Make it rain, rain)
It was hard to maintain too, ooh (It was hard to maintain)
I was playin' games with you
Like you couldn't play games too, hey, okay

(Young Thug)
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton, diamonds, keep calm (Okay)
All you do is point at what you want (Point it out)
Crystal cut pointers in the charm, c'mon (Oh yeah)
Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
Nigga tryna buy the cash cost (Woo)
Percy Miller bracelet with the woes
Thirty-five dollars for a duff' (For a duff')
You make it twerk for me
You get a purse from me
Eighty thousand dollars for her Birkin
You get a verse for free
I make her worship me
Copy it in bursts for me
Turn to a P-I-M-P, I make her work for me
You don't want the bag, oh no, no, no
I make her drop it and pop it and work it on my nose
I make her shut up then suck it, she f*ckin' at my shows, mmh
I make her shut up, she f*ckin', she suckin' at my shows, ayy

Terjemahan Young Thug feat Lil Uzi Vert - What’s the Move? :

Young Thug - Lil Baby

Artist	:   Young Thug
Title	:   Lil Baby
Cipt	:   Pi’erre Bourne & Young Thug
Album	:   So Much Fun
Dirilis	:   2019

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Slatt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm surfin')
Woah, woah, woah
I told her come switch this shit up, no cap, no cap, woah
Young SEX

F*ck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil' baby (Top the Forbes)
I don't like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can't reveal that I'm shady?
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix (Young SEX)

Diamonds on me wetter than a tub
Shoppin' every day 'cause we used to be f*cked up
Keep a yellow Cinderella on the tuck
YYB's on, ain't no way I'm givin' up
Different color diamonds on me, b*tch, I'm dead wrong
And my b*tch in Saudi Arabia, but her redbone
I got money, niggas doubted, now I'm mad on
Ayy, I got Rollie-Pollies on my two tone
These tenderoni can't get off me, I see (I see)
My slime brothers Pluto, Savage, and YB
Quavo, Takeoff (Yeah), Offset (Yeah), Uzi (Who?)
Lil Durk (Who else?), Meek Mill (Who else?), Drizzy (Who else?)
More names (Who else?), plenty (Young SEX)

F*ck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil' baby (Top the Forbes)
I don't like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can't reveal that I'm shady?
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix (Young SEX)

I keep exotic drinks and juices by the crates (Young SEX)
She put my cum in her cup like it was shake
I'll never f*ck this b*tch again, it was a mistake
I'm Teletubby, diamonds green, blue, white, and grape
I can afford these black diamonds like a spade (Oh)
I maneuver through the city with a maid
I got riches and I guard 'em like the Navy
Pin it up and let me drink it like you're naked (Let's go)
It don't matter the ho call like mine baby (It don't matter)
Got a lil' money to leave your head on the pavement
Flawless carats got these niggas stand in they places
AR'd up before I come and issue statements (Young SEX)

F*ck it, buy a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
I made Forbes every year, lil' baby (Top the Forbes)
I don't like no long nails on my lady (Of course)
Is it you that can't reveal that I'm shady?
White toes in her heels, she the latest (Toes)
She got plastic Cartiers, think she made it (She made it)
Sucked it in the car and then my kids met the pavement
Extended pumps and F&Ns like The Matrix

Drippin', drippin' gold (Drip), wipe a nigga nose (Wipe a nigga nose)
This year I'm goin' back thirty-two goals (On you hoes)
This year I seen thirty-two mil' (Yeah)
Last year I popped thirty-five thousand pills (No cap)
Bigger X pill like a ferris wheel (Woo)
I go to town, blond hair, yeah
Long living like a motherf*ckin' wrestler
If I ask, I know she'll let me live like I'm a bachelor
Mercedes
Baby
My mama hate it
Reveal I'm shady
Ladies
Baby
Baby

Terjemahan Young Thug - Lil Baby :

Quality Control & Offset feat Young Thug - Big Rocks

Artist	:   Quality Control & Offset feat Young Thug
Title	:   Big Rocks
Cipt	:   Thank You Fizzle, Frankie Bash, Wheezy, Young Thug & Offset
Album	:   Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 2
Dirilis	:   2019

(Future)
Wheezy outta here

(Offset)
Big,  big rocks on the frames (Big rocks)
We  got stocks of the panes (Stocks)
F*ck her outta bangs (Smash)
SV, f*ck her in the Range (SV)
Double  C's on the buckle, she got rain (Double C's)
Courtesy,  I put diamonds on the gang (Courtesy)
They know it's me when I'm walkin' in the bank (They know it's me)
150  on the Audemars, plain (Plain Jane)

(Young Thug)
Check my stain, I hit roaches but I never complain
Blowed out the brain, on a b*tch for the Audemars, plain
F*ck your domain, I was lookin' for a thottie to bling
Burn  his romaines, now he can't do it again

(Offset)
Woo, woo, Offset
Tip-toe, put your ho, like curb flow (Preach)
Headshot, what the f*ck you got a vest for? (Bah)
I'ma hit her with the right and the left stroke (Hey)
She be eating' up the pipe, got the best throat (Pipe)
Bought a jet, I been cappin' in the West Coast (Phew)
I put five million dollars in the escrow (Five)
Diamonds hit, make the b*tch break her neck, ho (Blind)
She obsessed with the drip, she can't let go (Drip)
White gold, rose gold Patek (Two tone)
Money in the dirt, and it's matted (Matted)
Wipe your nose with the ratchet (Slime)
Strip him out his clothes, gotta have it (Hey)
Touch screen cameras on the tablet (Doot, doot)
Maison Margiela, my fabric (Margiela)
Karats on me, where the rabbit? (Where?)
I save a hunnid, a week is a habit (Hey)

(Offset)
Big, big rocks on the frames (Big rocks)
We got stocks of the panes (Stocks)
F*ck her outta bangs (Smash)
SV, f*ck her in the Range (SV)
Double C's on the buckle, she got rain (Double C's)
Courtesy, I put diamonds on the gang (Courtesy)
They know it's me, when I'm walking in the bank (They know it's me)
150 on the Audemars, plain (Plain Jane)

(Young Thug)
Check my stain, I hit roaches but I never complain
Blowed out the brain, on a b*tch for the Audemars, plain
F*ck your domain, I was lookin' for a thottie to bling
Burn his romaines, now he can't do it again

Terjemahan Quality Control & Offset feat Young Thug - Big Rocks :

OMI - Better For Ya

Artist	:   OMI
Title	:   Better For Ya
Cipt	:   OMI
Album	:   Single
Dirilis	:   2019

I know that you been cheated
Your  heart's taken a beating
You  won't take this anymore
Secrets that you been keeping
Your ex can't stop creeping
I  think you should let it go

Why  are you always falling for the ones who hurt ya?
Who hurt ya
I'll  keep on breaking down the walls till I deserve ya
Deserve ya

I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya
All that you want, yeah, I get, get it for ya, get it for ya
No  rush, no pressure, pressure
No risk, no treasure, treasure
I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya

Better for ya
Better for ya

Hold up, what you gon' do now?
I know what you been through now
It's cool, you can trust in me
Know that there'll be no faking
My heart is up for the taking
I got your back so follow me

Why are you always falling for the ones who hurt ya?
Who hurt ya
I'll keep on breaking down the walls till I deserve ya
Deserve ya

I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya
All that you want, yeah, I get, get it for ya, get it for ya
No rush, no pressure pressure
No risk, no treasure treasure
I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya

Better for ya
Better for ya
Better for ya
Better for ya

I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya
All that you want, yeah, I get, get it for ya

I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya
All that you want, yeah, I get get it for ya, get it for ya
No rush, no pressure, pressure
No risk, no treasure, treasure
I know that I can be be-better for ya, better for ya

Woah woah woah
Better for ya, better for ya
Woah woah woah
Better for ya, better for ya

Terjemahan OMI - Better For Ya :

Aku tahu kau telah ditipu
Jantungmu berdetak kencang
Kau tidak akan mengambil ini lagi
Rahasia yang kau simpan
Mantanmu tidak bisa berhenti merangkak
Aku pikir kau harus membiarkannya pergi

Kenapa kau selalu jatuh hati pada orang yang menyakitimu?
Siapa yang melukaimu
Aku akan terus mendobrak tembok sampai aku pantas menerimanya
Pantas ya

Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu
Semua yang kau inginkan, ya, aku dapatkan, dapatkan untukmu, dapatkan untukmu
Tidak terburu-buru, tidak ada tekanan, tekanan
Tanpa risiko, tanpa harta, harta
Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu

Lebih baik untukmu
Lebih baik untukmu

Tunggu sebentar, apa yang akan kau lakukan sekarang?
Aku tahu apa yang kau lalui sekarang
Itu keren, kau bisa percaya padaku
Ketahuilah bahwa tidak akan ada yang palsu
Hatiku siap untuk menerima
Aku mendukungmu, jadi ikuti aku

Kenapa kau selalu jatuh hati pada orang yang menyakitimu?
Siapa yang melukaimu
Aku akan terus mendobrak tembok sampai aku pantas menerimanya
Pantas ya

Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu
Semua yang kau inginkan, ya, aku dapatkan, dapatkan untukmu, dapatkan untukmu
Tidak terburu-buru, tidak ada tekanan tekanan
Tanpa risiko, tanpa harta karun
Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu

Lebih baik untukmu
Lebih baik untukmu
Lebih baik untukmu
Lebih baik untukmu

Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu
Semua yang kau inginkan, ya, aku mengerti, dapatkan itu untukmu

Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu
Semua yang kamu inginkan, ya, aku mendapatkannya untukmu, mendapatkannya untukmu
Tidak terburu-buru, tidak ada tekanan, tekanan
Tanpa risiko, tanpa harta, harta
Aku tahu bahwa aku bisa menjadi lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu

Woah woah woah
Lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu
Woah woah woah
Lebih baik untukmu, lebih baik untukmu

Quality Control & Quavo - Virgil

Artist	:   Quality Control & Quavo
Title	:   Virgil
Cipt	:   DJ Durel & Quavo
Album	:   Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 2
Dirilis	:   2019

DJ Durel

Woo
White (White), and it's snowin' (Snowfall)
Off-White (White), and it's snowin' (Off-White)
She bad as hell (Bad), and she goin' (Go)
My career (Ooh), it keep growin' (Grow)
Four rings (Four-way), like the Audi (Blaow)
The top sushi (Su'), like karate (Uh)
We popped 'em (Shh, bow), you heard about 'em (Where? Shh)
QC veteran (QC)
Ho, let the Huncho settle in (Huncho, Huncho)
I can be in the trap (Uh), on the TV, on David Letterman (Woo)
Yeah, off the flair (Flair), drop me in the ocean, I'm peddlin' (Skrrt, swim)
Young niggas brought all the culinaries (Skrrt), and I just came back from the Netherlands (Gone, yeah)
'Nough of that pitty-pat (Pitty-pat), chitty chat (Chitty chat), tit for tat (Tit for tat)
I ain't gon' front, none of that (No)
I'm from Atlanta, I earned that (A)
But I came straight out the North (Yeah)
Yes, I know everybody heard that (Heard it)
Number one, that's where the birds at (Brrt)
Hahahaha, getcha curve back (Ha)

I can't get down (Get down), I gotta get up (Up)
Yeah (Yeah), I can't get down (Nah), I gotta get up (Up, uh)
Yeah, I'm in the pothole whippin' a knot ho
Make 'em go eat it up (Eat it up)
Straight out the basement whippin' Picasso (Whip)
Young nigga heating up (Heat it up)
I can't get froze (No), Lord knows the soul I own (God)
The ice two-tone (Ice, brrt), that's four iPhones (Uh)
Baby boy Holmes (Woo), you aim preferably for the nose (Bow)
It's a trap boy zone (Trap), we exchange, Whitney for Nicole (Whitney)

Niggas get hard until they get hit with the sentence (Damn, damn)
These niggas act hard, but they cannot handle they penalty (No, no)
Ain't gon' lie, I haven't had smoke in a minute (Ain't havin' no smoke)
I'm focused on bags and juugin', finessin' the industry (Bags, finesse)
Free all my niggas until they reclaim they innocence (Free)
My bad b*tch, I bought her a chain for kickin' it (She icy)
Lame b*tch, hit wit' the flame, he snitchin' it (He tellin')
Cocaine witch, give her the lame, she sniffin' it (She snortin' it)

I can't get down (Get down), I gotta get up (Up)
Yeah (Yeah), I can't get down (Nah), I gotta get up (Up, uh)
Yeah, I'm in the pothole whippin' a knot ho
Make 'em go eat it up (Eat it up)
Straight out the basement whippin' Picasso (Whip)
Young nigga heating up (Heat it up)
I can't get froze (No), Lord knows the soul I own (God)
The ice two-tone (Ice, brrt), that's four iPhones (Uh)
Baby boy Holmes (Woo), you aim preferably for the nose (Bow)
It's a trap boy zone (Trap), we exchange, Whitney for Nicole (Whitney)

Terjemahan Quality Control & Quavo - Virgil :

Quality Control & Takeoff - Magellanic

Artist	:   Quality Control & Takeoff
Title	:   Magellanic
Cipt	:   DJ Durel & Takeoff
Album	:   Quality Control: Control the Streets, Vol. 2
Dirilis	:   2019

(Part 1)

Uhhh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
DJ Durel
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yes sir!

Big bank on me b*tch, watch, I pop shit (Pop)
Mob with the clique, take a trip, this that real shit (Real)
Pulled a whip out the garage for the camera flicks (Skrrt, skrrt)
Jewelry heist, all my jewelry bite, ain't no camera tricks (Ice)
A pound of Perc', and four pints of syrup, that's my travel kit (Lean)
That chopper worse, on my side of turf, this that magic stick
I took that risk and we did it first, now we filthy rich, ugh (Now we filthy rich)

(Part 2)

Rich nigga but I need a rich bad b*tch (B*tch)
Makin' broke niggas sick of payin' broke b*tch rent (B*tch)
I'm a trap nigga, b*tch, I ain't your f*ckin' Clark Kent (Nah)
Make a five star b*tch take a seat right on the bench

So many pounds in the vicinity, the room got a stench (Ew)
Way up top, don't f*ck with many
Smoking green, no, not The Grinch (Cookie)
When you're gettin' a lot of paper, real or fake, can't tell from which
Put them brands on my fist and put Celine on my b*tch
Flip the switch, take a pic, want that bag? Take a risk
I got ice, live the life, I got cash, that's a lick
They got stripes, won't go right, they gon' blast with the shit
F*ck the tab, make 'em mad, when I spazz, they get sick
I spent a dime on the coat and bought some lines for your ho (Lines)
Put that Patek out the window, turn that rain into snow
I never changed, only thing I left is change at the store
And know the gang, they don't even ask for names where we go
From the Nawf, used to kick a door, it was me and 'Cho
From the bando, now we toppin' charts on Billboard
For the check, had to grip the Tek, it was me and 'Set (Yeah)
A nigga did a lotta shit, but we ain't gon' speak on that (Shh)
I don't post a lotta shit, 'cause I don't like the internet (Nah)
And these niggas ain't stoppin' shit, it's free smoke, they can catch contact (Smoke)
You lookin', it ain't hard to find with all these chains and these baguettes (Ice)
I drip, don't care 'bout takin' pictures when these niggas post every pic (No cap)

Rich nigga but I need a rich bad b*tch (B*tch)
Makin' broke niggas sick of payin' broke b*tch rent (B*tch)
I'm a trap nigga, b*tch, I ain't your f*ckin' Clark Kent (Nah)
Make a five star b*tch take a seat right on the bench
DJ Durel

Terjemahan Quality Control & Takeoff - Magellanic :

Ava Max - Torn

Artist	:   Ava Max
Title	:   Torn
Cipt	:   Cirkut, Samuel Martin, James Lavigne, Madison Love, Thomas Eriksen & Ava Max
Album	:   Heaven & Hell
Dirilis	:   2019

You, you take all of the li-li-light away
But, but then you give me fireworks
I, I think of leaving ni-ni-night and day
But, but then you always find the words

You're contagious, baby
Love when you love me, hate me
The way you rock, ro-ro-rock my body lately
You set the rain on fire
I wish the lows were higher
Wish I could stop, stop, stop to save me

Oh, I wanna stay, wanna walk out the door
Oh no, right now baby I’m torn
I can't get enough, can't take anymore
Oh no, right now baby I’m torn
You dry my tears and make it pour
You show me love and give me war
I can't get enough, can't take anymore
Oh no, right now baby I'm torn

I, I always want to run, run, run away
But, but then I crawl into your arms
It, it's like we're starting drama every day
But, but you know that's my favorite part

You're contagious, baby
Love when you love me, hate me
The way you rock, ro-ro-rock my body lately
You set the rain on fire
I wish the lows were higher
Wish I could stop, stop, stop to save me

Oh, I wanna stay, wanna walk out the door
Oh no, right now baby I’m torn
I can’t get enough, can't take anymore
Oh no, right now baby I’m torn
You dry my tears and make it pour
You show me love and give me war
I can't get enough, can't take anymore
Oh no, right now baby I'm torn

(Torn, baby I’m torn, torn)
(Torn, torn, baby I'm torn, torn)

Torn from the pages out of our book
A beautiful tragedy
I'm torn in between heaven and hell
'Cause baby when I'm with you
I just don't know where I'd rather be!

Oh, I wanna stay, wanna walk out the door
Oh no, right now baby I'm torn (ooh!)
I can't get enough, can't take anymore
Oh no, right now baby I'm torn
You dry my tears and make it pour (oh)
You show me love and give me war
I can't get enough, can't take anymore (oh)
Oh no, right now baby I'm torn

Terjemahan Ava Max - Torn :

Kau, kau mengambil semua ca-ca-cahaya itu
Tapi, tapi kemudian kau memberiku kembang api
Aku, aku berpikir untuk meninggalkan ma-ma-malam dan siang
Tapi, tapi kemudian kau selalu menemukan kata-kata

Kau menular, sayang
Cintai saat kau mencintaiku, benci aku
Caramu menggoyang, go-go-goyang tubuhku belakangan ini
Kau membakar hujan
Aku berharap posisi terendah lebih tinggi
Seandainya aku bisa berhenti, berhenti, berhenti untuk menyelamatkanku

Oh, aku ingin tinggal, ingin keluar dari pintu
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak
Aku tidak bisa cukup, tidak bisa lagi
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak
Kau mengeringkan air mataku dan membuatnya mengalir
Kau menunjukkan cinta dan memberiku perang
Aku tidak bisa cukup, tidak bisa lagi
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak

Aku, saya selalu ingin lari, lari, lari
Tapi, tapi kemudian aku merangkak ke pelukanmu
Itu, seperti kita memulai drama setiap hari
Tapi, tapi kau tahu itu bagian favoritku

Kau menular, sayang
Cintai saat kau mencintaiku, benci aku
Caramu menggoyang, go-go-goyang tubuhku belakangan ini
Kau membakar hujan
Aku berharap posisi terendah lebih tinggi
Seandainya aku bisa berhenti, berhenti, berhenti untuk menyelamatkanku

Oh, aku ingin tinggal, ingin keluar dari pintu
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak
Aku tidak bisa mendapatkan cukup, tidak tahan lagi
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak
Kau mengeringkan air mataku dan membuatnya mengalir
Kau menunjukkan cinta dan memberiku perang
Aku tidak bisa cukup, tidak bisa lagi
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak

(Terkoyak, sayang aku terkoyak, terkoyak)
(Terkoyak, terkoyak, sayang aku terkoyak, terkoyak)

Robek dari halaman-halaman buku kami
Tragedi yang indah
Aku terbelah antara surga dan neraka
Karena sayang saat aku bersamamu
Aku hanya tidak tahu dimana aku lebih suka berada!

Oh, aku ingin tinggal, ingin keluar dari pintu
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak (oh!)
Aku tidak bisa cukup, tidak bisa lagi
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak
Kau mengeringkan air mata dan membuatnya mengalir (oh)
Kau menunjukkan cinta dan memberiku perang
Aku tidak bisa merasa cukup, tidak tahan lagi (oh)
Oh tidak, sekarang sayang aku terkoyak

Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter - Red Handed

Artist	:   Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter
Title	:   Red Handed
Cipt	:   Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter
Album	:   Single
Dirilis	:   2019

(Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter)
If you would just end it, girl, I'd just walk away
I wouldn't give a damn, I would just give up on us
But I need you (Oh)
What you doing? You doing the same shit
You're just taking the heart that I gave you
And you breaking the home that I made for you
And you say that I'm paranoid
Trippin', I'm on your phone tryna find them other boys
Trippin', 'cause I

(Chris Brown)
Fallen, I'm headed fast
About to crash for your love
But there's no love without trust

(Sevyn Streeter)
Got me thinking my mind is playing tricks on me
Trying not to believe what I see
But these thoughts in my head
It's telling me that you been cheating
Late at night, creeping on the low
I know sometimes I trip but this time, I ain't crazy
Ain't findin' the knowledge to settle in
On somewhere else, way back
'Cause I caught you red handed, red handed

(Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter)
I said, "Girl, who's on the phone?"
She said, "Nothing, I'll tell you later"
I said, "No, girl, tell me now"
She said, "Why you acting crazy?"
Why I'm acting crazy?
'Cause I wanna know who it is on the phone with my baby (Yeah)
She said, "Baby, stop tripping
I was talking to my girls"
"Then why them numbers show up blocked, babe?
Guess she must have changed it
Girl, I don't know what kind of game you playing (Yeah)
And I don't wanna say shit 'cause I'm

(Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter)
Falling, I'm headed fast
About to crash for your love
But there's no love with no trust

(Sevyn Streeter & Chris Brown)
Got me thinking my mind is playing tricks on me
Trying not to believe what I see
(Start to believe)
But these thoughts in my head
It's telling me that you been cheating
Late at night, creeping on the low (Whoa)
I know sometimes I trip but this time, I ain't crazy (Yeah)
Ain't findin' the knowledge to settle in (Oh-whoa)
On somewhere else, way back
'Cause I caught you red handed (Ayy), red handed (Yeah)

(Sevyn Streeter)
You're not the criminal
Feel like you wanna lose
Running with my heart
But I'm not catching you
In the back of my head, always knew the truth
But it hurts, it still hurts
I gave you everything, look what I get back
All the shit I bought for you, wish I could take it back
But I can't
Call it my intuition, I saw all this coming, oh

(Sevyn Streeter)
Got me thinking my mind is playing tricks on me
Trying not to believe what I see
But these thoughts in my head
It's telling me that you been cheating
Late at night, creeping on the low
I know sometimes I trip but this time, I ain't crazy
Ain't findin' the knowledge to settle in
On somewhere else, way back
'Cause I caught you red handed, red handed

Terjemahan Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter - Red Handed :

(Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter)
Jika kau hanya akan mengakhirinya, gadis, aku hanya akan pergi
Aku tidak akan peduli, aku hanya akan menyerah pada kita
Tapi aku membutuhkanmu (Oh)
Apa yang kau lakukan? Kau melakukan hal yang sama
Kau hanya mengambil hati yang saya berikan padamu
Dan kau menghancurkan rumah yang aku buat untukmu
Dan kau mengatakan bahwa saya paranoid
Bersalah, aku di ponselmu, coba mencari pria lain
Bersalah , karena aku

(Chris Brown)
Jatuh, aku menuju cepat
Akan crash untuk cintamu
Tapi tidak ada cinta tanpa kepercayaan

(Sevyn Streeter)
Membuatku berpikir bahwa pikiranku sedang mempermainkanku
Berusaha tidak mempercayai apa yang aku lihat
Tapi pikiran-pikiran ini ada di kepalaku
Ia memberi tahu aku bahwa kau telah selingkuh
Larut malam, merayap di rendah
Aku tahu kadang-kadang aku bersalah tapi kali ini, aku tidak gila
Tidak menemukan pengetahuan untuk menetap
Di tempat lain, jalan kembali
Karena aku menangkapmu tangan merah, tangan merah

(Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter)
Aku katakan, "Gadis, siapa yang menelepon?"
Dia berkata, "Tidak ada, aku akan memberitahumu nanti"
Aku katakan, "Tidak, gadis, katakan sekarang"
Dia katakan, "Kenapa kau bertingkah gila?"
Kenapa aku bertingkah gila?
Karena aku ingin tahu siapa yang ada di telepon dengan sayangku (Ya)
Dia katakan, "Sayang, berhenti tersandung
Aku sedang berbicara dengan gadis-gadisku "
"Lalu mengapa angka-angka itu muncul diblokir, sayang?
Kira dia pasti telah mengubahnya
Gadis, aku tidak tahu permainan apa yang kau mainkan (Ya)
Dan aku tidak mau mengatakan apa-apa karena aku

(Chris Brown & Sevyn Streeter)
Jatuh, aku bergerak cepat
Akan crash untuk cintamu
Tapi tidak ada cinta tanpa kepercayaan

(Sevyn Streeter & Chris Brown)
Membuatku berpikir bahwa pikiranku sedang mempermainkanku
Berusaha tidak mempercayai apa yang aku lihat
(Mulai percaya)
Tapi pikiran-pikiran ini ada di kepalaku
Ia memberitahuku bahwa kau telah selingkuh
Larut malam, merayap di rendah (Whoa)
Aku tahu kadang-kadang aku bersalah tapi kali ini, aku tidak gila (Ya)
Tidak menemukan pengetahuan untuk menetap (Oh-whoa)
Di tempat lain, jalan kembali
Karena aku menangkapmu tangan merah (Ayy), tangan merah (Ya)

(Sevyn Streeter)
Kau bukan penjahat
Merasa seperti kau ingin kalah
Berlari dengan hati saya
Tapi aku tidak akan menangkapmu
Di belakang kepalaku, selalu tahu yang sebenarnya
Tapi itu sakit, masih sakit
Aku memberimu segalanya, lihat apa yang aku dapatkan kembali
Semua omong kosong yang aku beli untukmu, berharap aku bisa mengambilnya kembali
Tapi aku tidak bisa
Sebut itu intuisiku, aku melihat semua ini datang, oh

(Sevyn Streeter)
Membuatku berpikir bahwa pikiranku sedang mempermainkanku
Berusaha tidak mempercayai apa yang aku lihat
Tapi pikiran-pikiran ini ada di kepalaku
Ia memberitahuku bahwa kau telah selingkuh
Larut malam, merayap di rendah
Aku tahu kadang-kadang aku bersalah tapi kali ini, aku tidak gila
Tidak menemukan pengetahuan untuk menetap
Di tempat lain, jalan kembali
Karena aku menangkapmu tangan merah, tangan merah