Walking dead by Ayox

 

Walking dead  by Ayox is a tribute song dedicated to mohbad. It's one of the heart felt song mohbad fans are using on Tiktok.

Walking dead mohbad 

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Walking dead (mohbad) Lyrics

it’s one life, and i’ll live it well

cause man no wan live with regret

“Jah is my confidence, every man is a walking dead”

Love me while I’m still here, cause heaven is our residence,

“Jah is my confidence, every man is a walking dead”

When I’m there no more, people will love me more.”

Talk about the things I’ve done, discuss my right and wrongs ”

“When I’m laying dead on the floor, when I can’t talk no more”

“If I go live forever, Shebi Oluwa

Drake-too Good lyrics

Rihanna wild thoughts lyrics

Wild Thoughts lyrics
Another one
We The Best music
DJ Khaled
I don’t know if you could take it
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey,
naked
I wanna be your baby, baby, baby
Spinning and it’s wet just like it came
from Maytag
White girl wasted on that brown liquor
When I get like this I can’t be around
you
I’m too lit to dim down a notch
‘Cause I could name some thangs that
I’m gon’ do
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts
Let’s go!
I hope you know I’m for the takin’
You know this cookie is for the baking
(ugh)
Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some
rest
‘Cause you done beat it like the ’68
Jets
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m
rockin’ with ya
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m
shinin’ with ya
Just keep it white and black as if I’m ya
sista
I’m too hip to hop around town out
here with ya
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts
Ayy, I heard that pussy for the taking
I heard it got these other niggas goin’
crazy
Yeah I treat you like a lady, lady
Fuck you ’til you’re burned out,
cremation
Make it cream, yeah, Wu-Tang
Throw that ass back, bouquet
Call me and I can get it juicy
I can tell you’re gone off the D’usse
Careful mama watch what you say
You talking to me like ya new bae
Girl, talking to me like you tryna do
things
Now that pipe got her running like she
Usain, baby
You made me drown in it, touche, baby
I’m carrying that water, Bobby Boucher,
baby
You know I’ma slaughter like I’m Jason
Bust it, why you got it on safety?
White girl wasted on brown liquor
I probably shouldn’t be around you
‘Cause you get wild, wild, wild
You looking like there’s nothing that
you won’t do
Ayy, girl that’s when I told you
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts
DJ Khaled!
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild
thoughts

Drake-One dance

Baby, I like your style
Grips on your waist
Front way, back way
You know that I don’t play
Streets not safe
But I never run away
Even when I’m away
Oti, oti, there’s never much love when
we go OT
I pray to make it back in one piece
I pray, I pray
[Hook] That’s why I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time before I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time before I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
[Bridge] Baby, I like your style
Strength and guidance
All that I’m wishing for my friends
Nobody makes it from my ends
I had to bust up the silence
You know you gotta stick by me
Soon as you see the text, reply me
I don’t wanna spend time fighting
We’ve got no time
[Hook] And that’s why I need a one
dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time beore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time before I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
[Break – Wizkid;] Got a pretty girl and
she love me long time
Wine it, wine it, very long time
Oh, yeah, she steady on grindin’
Back up, back up, back up and wine it
Back up, back up and wine it
Back up, back up, back up and wine it
Oh, yeah, she steady on grindin’
Back up, back up and wine it, girl
[Bridge – Kyla & Wizkid;] Tell me, I
need to know, where do you wanna
go?
‘Cause if you’re down, I’ll take it slow
Make you lose control
Where, where, where
Where, where, where, where
Oh, yeah, she steady on grindin’
Where, where, where
Back up, back up and wine it, girl
Where, where, where, where
‘Cause if you’re down
Back up, back up and
‘Cause if you’re down
Back up, back up and
‘Cause if you’re down
Back up, back up and
[Hook – Drake;] I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time ‘fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time ‘fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on 

Drake-Signs Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Champagne with purpose while I’m
yawning
You can’t drink all day if you don’t
start in the morning
Lord forgive me, I can’t take things
slowly, no
I’m goin’ on them once I get going
Just tryna take it all off for me
Tryna stay real close to me
I gotta catch myself
I can’t play myself
I need to take it easy
Easy, easy, easy
Easy, easy, easy, easy
Like Lisa, you need a
Money and visa, and you get what you
want
Always from me, I can’t say no
When you say “please”, I can’t say no
How you shine, you need a
Baby with me, uh, and I’m takin’ my
time
Just wait on me, I can’t say no
When you say “please”, I can’t say no
You wanna drink like Bajan and dance
like Trini
Yeah, you want a supermodel pose like
mi real friend Winnie
Yeah, vacation’s done but I’m not
finished, no
Champagne with purpose while I’m
yawning
You can’t drink all day if you don’t
start in the morning
Lord forgive me, I can’t take things
slowly, no
I’m goin’ on them once I get going
Just tryna take it all off for me
Tryna stay real close to me
I gotta catch myself
I can’t play myself
I need to take it easy
Easy, easy, easy
Easy, easy, easy, easy
I stay to myself
I’ll explain myself
I can’t play myself
Oh, first night, holy night
Five in the morning, yeah, yeah
And it feels like you’re mine
Signs of the times
Oh, what a time
Playin’ it right, playin’ it perfect
Laughin’ it off but I know you’re hurtin’
Signs of the times
I say all the time
Taking my time just gets harder to find
it
But you’re playin’ it right, you’re playin’
me perfect
Just tryna take it all off for me
Tryna stay real close to me
I gotta catch myself
I can’t play myself
I need to take it easy
Easy, easy, easy
Easy, easy, easy, easy

Jayz-Marcy-Me

Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant the livest one
representing BK to the fullest
Bastards ducking when Hov be buckin’ chicken
heads be cluckin’
Back when ratchet was a ratchet and the vixen was
a vixen and Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixing
Cooking coke in the kitchen back when Rodman
was a Piston
Mike was losing to Isiah but he soon would get
his sixth one
Gave birth to my verbal imagination assume a
virtue if you have not
Or better yet here’s a verse from Hamlet
“Lord, we know who we are
Yeah, we know not what we may be”
So maybe I’m the one or maybe I’m crazy
I’m from Marcy houses where the boys die by the
thousand
Back when Pam was on Martin yeah that’s where it
all started
When Denzel was blottin’ carpet, I’ll pack a nine
millimeter when Slick Rick made Mona Lisa
When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had
divas ya’ll
Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus?
Nah
Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts
There’s room on the bandwagon, don’t abort
Marcy me
Marcy me
Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence
I’m the Gotham City heartbeat
I started in lobbies now, probably with Saudis
Sufi to the goofies I could probably speak Farsi
That’s poetry read a coca leaf from my past
Came through the bushes smelling like roses I
need a trophy just for that
Old Brooklyn not this new shit, shift feel like a
spoof
Fat laces in your shoe I’m talking busting off the
roof
Hold a uzi vertical, let the thing smoke
Y’all flirting with death I be winking through the
scope
Shout out to all the murderers turned murals, plural
fuck the Federal Bureau
Shout out to Nostrand Ave. flushing that Myrtle
All the county of kings may your ground stay fertile
Shout out to Big Poppa Daddy Kane heroes
Thus concluding my concerto, Marcy me
Must be in the air, oh can’t walk away I know I
know
Just the way I was raised I know I know I know
Oh Marcy, Marcy me just the way I am always
gonna be
I ain’t gonna change, no
Marcy, Marcy me just the way I am
(Como as minhas [mãos?] tocando aqui
Eu não canto do mundo, o meu tempo…)