Text ... Acid & swingy Bossa/Hip-hop. male vocal. BPM 98.
THE HOKEY POKEY Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus) You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes. Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's. Guest appearances to make your album hot right? I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar. I love Red Letter Blue Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it. I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound. See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound. Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala with a vest that protects his chest, saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow, how i make it when Im building my model building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music I choose it, different from the next like sex out of the birds nest, comes one with the image. Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store. Throw rocks at the body shock kid. Man he drowned trying to do what I did. For the love of women tall and the smell I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus) How you Put your left foot in You take it on out Put your left foot in and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now You put your right foot in take your right foot out Put your right foot in and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's how we all fall down to the sound To the sound nigga To the sound To the sound So gather round
Who Who got it that You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around (repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's what it's all about I said that's what it's all about That's what it's all about
Text ... Bewitching & native Hip-hop. Male vocal & ethnic percussion. BPM 100.
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus) 6 seconds 5 seconds 4 seconds Mr. Mat your on 3 seconds 2 seconds 1 second Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight, I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to So What it do ? Relay the verses right back to you so you act a fool The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters some rock timberland, some rock with gators Some all natural, but still get their power pulled Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule. Duel with this expertise mic handle, out of order generating dudes be lighting candles. Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark, I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it They after you Only seconds Mattic's after you Only seconds Mattic's after you It takes seconds Mattic's after you To make a track Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more This is classic encounters Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes. And out of shape fat people other words obesity. To get along with everyone, no you history. You shitting me or can you just not see ? In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate The expediter Restored to mentor When I the television on I witness all the gluttony. But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the, focus of my sanity, body and soul love and weather, fall apart and build back together. My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words, I love you At all cost My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ? Yo check it out now, witness the floss because, I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus) 10 seconds 9 seconds 8 seconds Mr. Mat your on 7 seconds 6 seconds 5 seconds Mr. Mat your on 4 seconds 3 seconds 2 seconds Mr. Mat your on 1 second 1 second No seconds Mr. Mat your on
Text ... Blues in the spirit of the 20's & 30's. Male vocal, guitare, slide ...Blues in the spirit of the 20's & 30's. Male vocal, guitare, slide Dobro & ukulele.
That old mean devil Tryin’ one more time Struttin’ dat stuff Lookin’ so right Got my baby And she’s just treatin’ me fine
Can’t say I don’t wanna Dat it ain’t crossed my mind Somethin’ ‘bout you Sets my soul afire Got my baby And she’s just treatin’ me fine
When I look over my shoulder What do I see every single time Somethin’ like a sugar coated candy treat Just dat old mean devil in disguise
Just dat old mean devil One more time Struttin’ dat stuff Lookin’ so right Got my baby And she’s just treatin’ me fine
When I look over my shoulder What do I see every single time Somethin’ like a sugar coated candy treat Just dat old mean devil in disguise
Just dat old mean devil One more time Struttin’ dat stuff Lookin’ so right Got my baby And she’s just treatin’ me fine
Got my baby And she’s just treatin’ me fine
Got my baby And she’s just treatin’ me fine
TRADUCTION :
Une fois de plus, le diable cherche à me tenter en se déhanchant, déguisé en jolie fille. Pourtant j'ai une copine super avec laquelle je m'entends bien
Mais chaque fois que je tourne la tête, Je vois cette fille jolie comme un sucre d'orge, c'est le diable déguisé
Chicago Blues in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Positive. Electric ...Chicago Blues in the spirit of the 50's & 60's. Positive. Electric guitar, organ & rhytm section.
Text ... Carefree & festive cha cha cha. Male vocal, horns, guitar & ...Carefree & festive cha cha cha. Male vocal, horns, guitar & percussion.
Univers du cha-cha-cha (P Canzani) Sal de la playa mi amor que yo te quiero llevar a gozar el nuevo ritmo que hace furor ponte tus zapatitos de charol que toda la noche vamos a gozar del cha-cha-cha
Te tienes que decidir porque la orquesta ya va a comenzar al son de maracas trompeta y bongo musica y dulces palabras de amor, mira y el universo va girando al compas del cha-cha-cha
Cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha cha-cha-cha
chara-chara-cha
Y bailalo bonito todo meneadito con ese cuerpito aaay!
Quitte la plage mon amour Moi je voudrais t’amener à jouir Du nouveau rythme qui fait fureur Mets tes petits souliers Et toute la nuit nous allons danser Le cha-cha-cha
Il faut te décider Parce que l’orchestre va commencer Au son des maracas, trompette et bongos Musique et douces paroles d’amour oui !Et l’univers tourne en rond au compas Du cha-cha-cha
Text ... Salsa/Latin pop song. Passionate & danceable. Male vocal, piano, ...Salsa/Latin pop song. Passionate & danceable. Male vocal, piano, horns, bass & percussion.
Ya no quiero verte cercaAunque me duela aléjate con tus palabrasAun viniendo de tu boca y de tu hermoso cuerpo hieren como balasEres como una serpientePero de angelito vienes disfrazadaMe hipnotizas por la nocheY muerdes por la madrugada Ya no quiero depender de tiNi mencionarte tanto en mis cancionesYa ganaste el primer puestotambién el trofeo de rompecorazonesTienes engañado al universo entero con tu inocente miradaJuegas con los sentimientos Como una niña malcriada Quiero encontrar una manera de salvarmeEstoy enloqueciendoY arrancarte de mi cuerpoAunque por ti me estoy muriendo Me cansé de llorar por ti Y de sufrir por tiMe cansé de intentar por tiY de llorar por tiSalte ya de mi corazónNo quiero mas decepciónMe cansé de esperar por tiY de llorar por ti Tanto tiempo ya perdidoSe van de mis manos los días como el aguaTu con la mirada en altoY orgullosa como si fuera una hazaña De rodillas yo le ruego al dios del cielo que te aleje de mi vidaHas dejado mi alma en penaEl corazón en carne viva Quiero encontrar una manera de salvarmeEstoy enloqueciendoY arrancarte de mi cuerpoAunque por ti me estoy muriendo Me cansé de llorar por tiY de sufrir por tiMe cansé de intentar por tiY de llorar por tiSalte ya de mi corazónNo quiero mas decepciónMe cansé de esperar por tiY de llorar por ti (x2) Me cansé de llorar por tiY de llorar por ti EN: I don't want to see you around anymoreEven if it hurts, go away with your wordsEven coming from your mouth and of your beautiful body they hurt like bulletsYou are like a snakeBut as a little angel you come disguisedYou hypnotize me at nightAnd you bite in the morning I don't want to depend on you anymoreNot even mentioning you in my songsYou've already won first placealso the heartbreaker trophyYou've got the whole universe fooled with your innocent lookYou play with feelings Like a spoiled child I want to find a way to save myselfI'm going crazyAnd tear you from my bodyThough for you I'm dying I got tired of crying for you And to suffer for youI got tired of trying for youAnd to cry for youGet out of my heart nowI don't want any more disappointmentI got tired of waiting for youAnd to cry for you So much time already lostThe days are gone from my hands like waterYou with your eyes up highAnd proud as if it were a stunt On my knees I pray to the god of heaven to take you away from my lifeYou have left my soul in sorrowThe heart in living flesh I want to find a way to save myselfI'm going crazyAnd tear you from my bodyThough for you I'm dying I got tired of crying for youAnd to suffer for youI got tired of trying for youAnd to cry for youGet out of my heart nowI don't want any more disappointmentI got tired of waiting for youAnd to cry for you (x2) I got tired of crying for youAnd to cry for you
Text ... Cha cha cha song. Uplifting & carefree. Male vocal, piano, horns, ...Cha cha cha song. Uplifting & carefree. Male vocal, piano, horns, bass & percussion.
Yo tengo una historia bonita Que me contó mi abuelita Yo tengo una historia de puebloQue me contaba mi abuelo
La tierra en que nací, un hermosa del CaribeTierra de jose martin, hay todo varia por verte libre Por busca pasion, yo cori, decrubri la aventura,Por tu tiempo yo corri, Cuando te recuerdo asi Aie, el corazon se me rudas TRADUCTION : J'ai une belle histoire Que me racontait ma petite grand mère J'ai une histoire de village Que me racontait mon grand père
La terre ou je suis né, une merveilleuse des caraibes, La terre de Jose Martin, il y a tout pour se voir libre
Cherchant la passion, j'ai couru, j'ai découvert l'aventure, Pour ton temps j'ai couru Quant je me souviens de toi comme çaAie, mon coeur se brise
