You got an email that i can a send a song to you that i made to this

Idk how many people will believe this, but in my school, there’s a guitar class for middle school, and my teacher put it on for us to strum with. So, if any of you want to,The Chords are A minor and D minor!

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Stop playing games and waiting for opportunity. And show your true yourself to world and stop hiding and waiting for people to give you sympathy so people can give you a head start

Batty you mad cause you ain’t got control you narcissist. You wanna be my friend? 😂 I don’t want be friends with some dirty jealous bum Victim than gangster

Batty it’s alright when your doing things to me but when I do it back it a problem. Your literally obsessed with me you envious horse 🐎. Your My son!

You let me call you a batty and walked out the door? Gangster jd

Who run this mother!

If you was bad you would came in the room ! Go cry to mummy

Stop acting gay you jealous 🐎

Jealous batty do something!

Papa’s Freezeria type beat

0:00 what shordy hears witnessing you after the cut

Bora, Bill! (I say, why does it feel so good?) E abra a mala, e solta o som E vamo dançar o forró, menino! Que o véio' chegou, papai! Mais uma pressão mundial em todo Brasil! Chegou o fim de semana, eu vou partir pra bebedeira Vou sair, beber cachaça, vou cair na bagaceira Sair com meus amigo, dar perdido na mulher Chamar o amigo Bill e vou partir pro cabaré Chegou o fim de semana, eu vou partir pra bebedeira Vou sair, beber cachaça, vou cair na bagaceira Sair com meus amigo, dar perdido na mulher Chamar o amigo Bill e vou partir pro cabaré Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! Bora, fi' do Bill! Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! (Rasga, papai!) Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! Bora, fi' do Bill! Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! Bora, muié' do Bill! Eu vou nada! Mas isso é Bill do Piseiro! Chama na bota, papai! (Does that make you so mad?) Chegou o fim de semana, eu vou partir pra bebedeira Vou sair, beber cachaça, vou cair na bagaceira Sair com meus amigo, dar perdido na mulher Chamar o amigo Bill e vou partir pro cabaré Chegou o fim de semana, eu vou partir pra bebedeira Vou sair, beber cachaça, vou cair na bagaceira Sair com meus amigo e dar perdido na mulher Chamar o amigo Bill e vou partir pro cabaré Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! Bora, fi' do Bill! Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! (Oh! Pow!) Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! Bora, fi' do Bill! Bora, Bill, bora, Bill! Bora, muié' do Bill! Pressão mundial, papai! Mas isso é Bill do Piseiro! (Gettin' what I want, boy) (Why does that make you so mad?) Bora, Bill! (Show!)

Love it 😊😊

"Check me out"

You should make a loop of ending of sony.

Watch ooouttt I’m single

It sounds like Wii music

majestic aaah beat

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rich boy beat maker a beast too... throw some d's And "drop" slap TOO hard!

40... london on da track metro boom cuzzin' mike will pharrell timbo ye-eazy Be KILLIN'....... they a** boa!!! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

YOOO THIS SHII IS THE JUICE #KNIVESOUTFUIVESUP

You used to call me on my You used to, you used to Yeah You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love And I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing Ever since I left the city, you Got a reputation for yourself now Everybody knows and I feel left out Girl you got me down, you got me stressed out Cause ever since I left the city, you Started wearing less and goin' out more Glasses of champagne out on the dance floor Hangin' with some girls I've never seen before You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing Ever since I left the city, you, you, you You and me, we just don't get along You make me feel like I did you wrong Going places where you don't belong Ever since I left the city, you You got exactly what you asked for Running out of pages in your passport Hanging with some girls I've never seen before You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love And I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing These days, all I do is Wonder if you're bendin' over backwards for someone else Wonder if you're rolling up a Backwoods for someone else Doing things I taught you, gettin' nasty for someone else You don't need no one else You don't need nobody else, no Why you never alone Why you always touching road Used to always stay at home, be a good girl You was in the zone, yeah You should just be yourself Right now, you're someone else You used to call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love Call me on my cell phone Late night when you need my love And I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing I know when that hotline bling That can only mean one thing

Que buena música para consentrarse

pull up onna block with a glock

Giant dance off

I love the part from 2:00 - 2:06. For some reason almost every cover of this song omits that part.

Meu beat preferido ❤❤❤

left uon hold type beat elevator ahh

Simplesmente foda!! 😎🏅

Beat is so icy

this goes hard on 1.5x speed

elevator ahh music

Repent for your sins, it’s not too late. God loves you, Jesus Christ is coming soon the rapture is happening

What do you mean it's not like that? Oh, you're sorry? Well, where are you now that I need you? But girl, let me tell you something I know you called him on his cell phone When you couldn't reach my love Called him on his cell phone When you couldn't reach my love I know when that hotline bling I'm sure I'm not your only fling I know when that hotline bling I'm sure I'm not your only fling Every time I leave the city you Been hangin' out with him like I don't know Stay away from places that we always go Tellin' him that we don't even talk no more Every time he leave the city, you Try to run game on me like it's just us But I seen you in a Snapchat on his tour bus When you hit my line, it don't mean that much I know you called him on his cell phone When you couldn't reach my love Called him on his cell phone When you couldn't reach my love I know when that hotline blings Sure I'm not your only flame I know when that hotline blings Sure I'm not your only flame Every time I leave the city you, you, you Tell me where he like to shop when you're up under him Said you're lyin' 'bout being with your girlfriends When you take advantage of me bein' absent Take advantage, yeah And I really tried taking you serious baby, it's really your loss You had the chance being the only girl livin' in my heart and cross Wanted to hold you down for a while, keep you smiling, no matter the cost Would I double cross? We could be talking on my cell phone Right now when you need my love Lose the number to my cell phone Cause you don't really care about my love Call me on that hotline bling If you wanna be with me Call me on that hotline bling, right now If you wanna be with me

Dece nu răspunzi la telefon Ca din cauzata ta nu am somn , vrei să mă omori faa Eu n am cum să te înșel Să mor Dece simt ca tu m ai mințit Atunci când mi ai zis Ca te duci cu fetele Când eu nici măcar Nu ți mai știu deloc fă-i dat-o drumurile ți ai luat machiajul și ruju și nu ai uitat să ți iei fardurile te ai dus Te ai distrat ți ai făcut de cap prin toate cluburile Dar orice ar face eu n-o dau Lângă bibi ca mea doar eu stau , eu nici pe un milion de dolari n-o dau …. Poateee

When I pull up on a nigga, tell that nigga back, back I'm too good with these words, watch a nigga backtrack If I die, all I know is I'm a motherfuckin' legend It's too late for my city, I'm the youngest nigga reppin' Oh, my God, oh, my God If I die, I'm a legend Oh, my God, oh, my God If I die, I'm a legend I'm up first, I'm on tour Got a girl, she from the South Used to work, used to dance in Texas, now she clean the house Every day, I was strugglin' to learn what life's about On my way, money taught me Spanish, make it ándale Way up north, packed in Honda cars They don't know who we are Fuck 'em all, they only pussy niggas shootin' at the star Right or wrong, I'ma write my wrongs They can't live this long You don't know where you're gonna go I got this shit mapped out strong When I pull up on a nigga, tell that nigga back, back I'm too good with these words, watch a nigga backtrack All I know, if I die, I'm a motherfuckin' legend It's too late for my city, I'm the youngest nigga reppin' Oh, my God, oh, my God If I die, I'm a legend Oh, my God, oh, my God If I die, I'm a legend I'm the one, one Why do I feel like the only one? Why do I feel like you owe me one? 6 G-O-D, I'm the holy one Yeah, you know wassup (yeah) They been off for a minute now You know they all sentimental now You know they all actin' different now And I, I just can't pretend Seen too much, it's so hard for me to let new people in I can't change, this shit set in stone They can't live this long You don't know where you're gonna go I got this shit mapped out strong When I pull up on a nigga, tell that nigga back, back I'm too good with these words, watch a nigga backtrack All I know, if I die, I'm a motherfuckin' legend It's too late for my city, I'm the youngest nigga reppin' Oh, my God, oh, my God If I die, I'm a legend Oh, my God, oh, my God If I die, I'm a legend I'm the one

Not bad at all verse 1 was lit 🔥🔥

Domino's pricing talk to bury lady in the process of breaded you can't fly out the Brady on The Brady assassin thoughtful Noble Katie has unnormal cases off the Brittany hang hotline bling bling bling bands in the Friday at law sensibility in the Panama canal street from their habitats alphalicious Jonathan Brown party 7 girlfriend prize Ariane pretty until Charleston sorry that the lights are going party Aryan society of those Arias is charged a 19-year first predator some girls trying to get sounding handsome face inside pretty Young & subs pay this early county is working on it said your dad open Italian the gripy Coleman the sky Kila alien files Simpson the trolley pass at you really know apparently they are patching it's all cornered I'll pop me to stop in their own kid with the whole population shrinking the pals from Panasonic tv show about to Bryant married afraid Oz made yourself jaylabrenae your fault against Americans are mighty million-dollar the song do groundhogs really do miss our

Domino's pricing talk to bury lady in the process of breaded you can't fly out the Brady on The Brady assassin thoughtful Noble Katie has unnormal cases off the Brittany hang hotline bling bling bling bands in the Friday at law sensibility in the Panama canal street from their habitats alphalicious Jonathan Brown party 7 girlfriend prize Ariane pretty until Charleston sorry that the lights are going party Aryan society of those Arias is charged a 19-year first predator some girls trying to get sounding handsome face inside pretty Young & subs pay this early county is working on it said your dad open Italian the gripy Coleman the sky Kila alien files Simpson the trolley pass at you really know apparently they are patching it's all cornered I'll pop me to stop in their own kid with the whole population shrinking the pals from Panasonic tv show about to Bryant married afraid Oz made yourself jaylabrenae your fault against Americans are mighty million-dollar the song do groundhogs really do miss our

Na guaw bok 😮

Na guaw bok 😮

Searching in the power and the lace trim down the pace from the carpet in the ball in the bird and the bird as a baby straub in the Betty in the straw from the payment like a week and then hopping list fiction the butter from the breast choconut the habit of the system getting naked drink enough for me baby straub in my workout name trading in the black suit still money on the forecast for duck hunting in the barley in the ball factory I mean Brittany Lance in the greenhouse wagon sorry for wishing you all night long and I wouldn't be around for the licking in the door

Searching in the power and the lace trim down the pace from the carpet in the ball in the bird and the bird as a baby straub in the Betty in the straw from the payment like a week and then hopping list fiction the butter from the breast choconut the habit of the system getting naked drink enough for me baby straub in my workout name trading in the black suit still money on the forecast for duck hunting in the barley in the ball factory I mean Brittany Lance in the greenhouse wagon sorry for wishing you all night long and I wouldn't be around for the licking in the door

drum kit plz

Had to scroll a lot because of Billie Eilish 😭😭😭

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You use to call me on my cellphone........