I heard this somg on someones stream and i love it!!!

about time we get an official release!!!! buying the 24-bit hifi cut from qobuz so stoked :D

is Daphne Malone gonna be the official alias you go as or is it always gonna be AJ?

[Verse 1]
Roll up in a drop-top, tryna give slop top 
Big ol mommy milkers peeking out thru my crop top
Fuck the police man the block is hot hot 
Fresh out the stu and the birds go flock flock 
Oop wait a minute I had to check my stopwatch 
Stomping on these bitches like a kid playing hopscotch
Fuck a PD Glock yeah I’m tryna fuck on ro block 
PC, turn me on, let him play with it like roblox 
He give me ro cock 
Then I get on top 
I fuck with gun control but Imma shoot my shot
I'm a freak ass hoe, but I don’t wanna get caught. 
Hell nah, I don’t wanna get cock blocked 
Make it drip drip raindrop
We be cruising in your range with the roof all down
Got more bread than a bakeshop
Imma knead all your dough till ya pants come down

[Chorus]
I guess I got Blokholmn syndrome 
I’m just tryna be your new victim 
I could be your little video vixen
I could be the queen to your kingpin
You could be big bird I could be Elmo 
I’m your little dime piece, put me on your elbow
It’s really not hard yo, just take me like her assault rifle (and glock)

[Verse 2]
Pistol whip me like McKenzie Hayes 
Come into your trap and we can fuck for days
Ima ride it till it gotta get it fixed at Hayes 
Give em whiplash when I’m sitting on his face 
I’m locked and loaded with the aim,
Kiss up on your face when I move your bangs 
Indie girl but I can do a hood dude,
Let these bitches know Lizzy do rap too

[Verse 3]
Tie me up to a chair 
Put the bag over my head  
Kick me down, punch me there 
Yeah I like it rough rawr
Come, come rob me 
I wanna naughty 
Come touch my body
I’m tryna get saucy 
Im Liz Anya I got layers
Got them buns like Princess Leia
Hit a three pointer 
This a layup
I got chips, and no not lays
I been out here making paper
On the table make it shake
Now we gon wake up the neighbors
Man I’ll fuck you, not the haters 
That cop bitch wanted the smoke and Ro, you passed the gas
Bitch, Imma turn around, patties sittin' double cheeked up, take a look Ro Quick, Imma shake my ass
In the back row 
See my back rolls
You can hit it from the back like it’s retro  
Let it echo 
Let it explode 
Keep the pace up, up like my rap flow

[Chorus]
I guess I got Blokholmn syndrome 
I’m just tryna be your new victim 
I could be your little video vixen
I could be the queen to your kingpin
I could be ketchup you could be mustard 
Making so much bread but I need your custard 
It’s really not hard yo, just take me like her assault rifle (and glock)

[Verse 5]
Gimme cream pie like you OTT
Come renovate me like MRPD
Double D’s but when I get on my knees these titties turn to E’s 
Come and eat this isosceles 
Come and dig into my meat and cheese
Might give you the sauce if you say please  
Ro don’t you see I'm the girl to be
All these bitches wearing rainbow leggings cause they wanna be like me 
But they could never stand beside me 
I’m real ass bitch so you know they wouldn’t try me 
I mean, low key or highkey
You know you want me 
And I want you on top me 
So forget about the timing
Stop eyeing me 
Grab the rope come and tie me
Come treat me like MacKenzie 
Run all through my pockets like you tryna win a track meet 

Ro Block Kidnapped & Robbed Mackenzie Hayes (the cop) for her PD Assault Rifle + PD Glock
And I want your-

Produced by
DJCHOPPALOT; Nathan Mansour p/k/a Young Nato (Collaborator)

Written by
Liz Anya https://www.twitch.tv/alexhasg2g
Lana Valentine https://www.twitch.tv/viviana
Jaemin https://www.twitch.tv/turtledoves

Ro Block Kidnapped & Robbed Mackenzie Hayes (the Cop) For Her PD Assault Rifle + PD Glock

Valentine Dalla finally releases her anticipated debut single "All Eyes On Me" for NoPixel 3.0
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6lRlnSvAfizxPh1EJj8OZk?si=21ee51b0889d4b20

[OTT]
Creampie, Creation
[Valentine]
Uh yeah uh, come get it now
Uh yeah uh, what you waiting for
Uh yeah uh, don’t be late now
Now (x6)
All eyes on me in the club
All eyes on me (Only me) 
All eyes on me in the club
All eyes on me (All eyes on me in the club)
Legally blonde, face front on elle
Imma take W’s, while you take those L's
I’m a diva, louis, gucci, fendi
Got too much shit, might buy a benzie
Diamonds on my neck, ice ice on my wrist
2000’s looking bitch, straight out the torre eiffel
Bomb bars, fast cars, dior and chanel
I’m a boss ass bitch, can’t you tell?
All eyes on me in the club (Sassy)
All eyes on me (Only me)
All eyes on me in the club (Classy)
All eyes on me (Savage)
All eyes on, me in the club
All eyes on, me
Now (x6)
D-A-L-L-A, Valentine
I’m worth millions, you’re not worth my time
Expensive taste, top shelf
I’m a fashion icon, sizanani lion
Punani on lock, hard to find the key
Dasani, I’m the chick that you wish to fuck
Long blonde hair, rapunzel turned bad
I am that bitch, call me boss
All eyes on me in the club
All eyes on me (Only me) 
All eyes on me in the club
All eyes on me (All eyes on me in the club)
All eyes on me in the club (Sassy)
All eyes on me (Only me)
All eyes on me in the club (Classy)
All eyes on me (Savage)

Written and performed by Valentine Dalla
Produced by Sinjon and Mixed & Mastered by Dualiity

All Eyes On Me

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Artwork made by Voyn Design

After Zarina's last comeback being more of a somber-sounding melody, Bad Doggy brings on the fun side that Zarina Vega explored in her debut, feautring no other then the talented multi-genre icon Liz Anya.

LYRICS:

CHORUS:
Bad doggy, teach him how to roll over
Bad doggy, teach him how to beg for it
Bad doggy, take him on a walk before it
Bad doggy, he gonna cry for it
I say what comes next and what comes before
I don't give two shits, I want more 
Drip on me, I want that sauce Trader Joe's 
Don't care what he do after, he my hoe

VERSE: 
It's just a figure of speech, my figure look like a peach
I'm a goddamn princess, make me feel like I'm the queen
Treat this pussy like royalty supreme
Be loyal, get on top, add some extra cream
Cookin' up a while mess and Imma clean it up
I'm a versatile gal, I can switch it up
It's that doggy, cowgirl, sixty-nine
He put it in reverse when I tell him and he don't decline

PRE-CHORUS:
PHONE ON SILENT (yuh)
TUMMY ON TUCKED (aha)
KITTY ON WET (wassup)
DOGGY ON LEASH (yup)
FACE ON PRETTY (yuh)
TITTY ON GOTH (ya)
BOOTY ON NICKI (ohh)
ASS SO THICCY

CHORUS:
Bad doggy, teach him how to roll over
Bad doggy, teach him how to beg for it
Bad doggy, take him on a walk before it
Bad doggy, he gonna cry for it
I say what comes next and what comes before
I don't give two shits, I want more 
Drip on me, I want that sauce Trader Joe's 
Don't care what he do after, he my hoe

VERSE:
Call me Mina, cuz imma rock it 
Yeah bad doggy,  he cause a ruccus
He chewin' all of his toys, gotta put him in a timeout, I ain't got no choice, yeah he really gonna find out
I give him the cold shoulder, he gimme dick
Got a bowl with his name on it and he better eat if he know what's aight 
You deserve a treat baby, Imma treat you right

PRE-CHORUS:
PHONE ON SILENT (yuh)
TUMMY ON TUCKED (aha)
KITTY ON WET (wassup)
DOGGY ON LEASH (yup)
FACE ON PRETTY (yuh)
TITTY ON GOTH (ya)
BOOTY ON NICKI (ohh)
ASS SO THICCY

CHORUS:
Bad doggy, teach him how to roll over
Bad doggy, teach him how to beg for it
Bad doggy, take him on a walk before it
Bad doggy, he gonna cry for it
I say what comes next and what comes before
I don't give two shits, I want more 
Drip on me, I want that sauce Trader Joe's 
Don't care what he do after, he my hoe

VERSE (Liz Anya):
Uh, he live inside my pussy like a dog house 
If he wanna get freaky, take the claws out
Real loud when I take em to pound town
The neighbors walk by like who let the dogs out 
Throw em’ a bone but he already got one 
Make him unsheath that red rocket 
Yum 
I know that you heard all the rumors
I make him shave it dry like the groomers 
Bad doggy
Keep him on a leash 
Make him suck the bacon out this pussy like a leech
Bad doggy
Think he wanna treat 
All up in this bank cause I trained him how to breach

CHORUS:
Bad doggy, teach him how to roll over
Bad doggy, teach him how to beg for it
Bad doggy, take him on a walk before it
Bad doggy, he gonna cry for it
I say what comes next and what comes before
I don't give two shits, I want more 
Drip on me, I want that sauce Trader Joe's 
Don't care what he do after, he my hoe

Bad Doggy (feat. Liz Anya) - NoPixel 3.0

spooky szn 
fierro: https://soundcloud.com/yungfierro

LYRICS:
(uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh)

666 I make all the men my bitch boys
I take marriages stamp on them till they’re destroyed
x rated all these losers be my fuck toys 
you be with the suppressor boy i be making real noise 
(X2)
 
my shit gonna leave u scarred.
man I get hot when it gets too dark.
freak when you fuck me with a knife yuh I told you I like it hard.
I get pleasure out of pain
fuck your wife you here with me
know I got no competition cause I made my own damn game

uhhhhh
fuck you multiplied at 3 rounds
be your nightmare, homewrecker 
And make you leave town
you can’t kiss me when you’re blindfolded and tied down
fuck that romantic shit I just wanna cum now 

666 I make older men my bitch boys
I take marriages stamp on them till they’re destroyed
x rated all these losers be my fucktoys 
you be with the suppressor boy i be making real noise
(X2)

Six six six number of the devil
I'm sick sick sick noone get up on this level
Drip drip drip I'm shining like an angel
I'ma spirit creeping up to drink your fucking soul

Oh, Saint gon make me lose control
Freaky shit I'm in the zone
Like Bobby's enemas my disses tearing up buttholes

Oh like Sherrif Pred I'm rock and roll
She eat this D like casserole
Nearly died and decomposed
Now my lungs feel like waterholes

Confusing the name know that we ain't no saints
We pull up like we Zelda we break all your vases
We keep going on til los santos defaced
With the note eye emojis who knows what it means

Come in w ith the massacre distribute I'm a trafficker
You gonna get destroyed like X did Wrangler
Clearing out the pieces like a motherfucking scavenger
I'm the one they wanna shoot cuz I'm the only fucking messenger

I show up in your motherfucking dreams wake up
I be living rent free in your head wake up 
And see that your sheets are creamed that sucks
Haters gleam at the fact that it seems that they mad
That they listen to me so much 
Let's be real for a sec       
Saint Fierro is yo theme song bruh

666 (Feat. Yung Fierro)

Writing, Vocals, & Production by Saint Noelle

Lyrics:
every single night got me up in my room, 
got me hypnotised 
by the thought of you on me
Too much fucking time 
since I breathed in the fumes of your pheromones
yet I’m still some type of way

Want you real bad,
Want you,
Want you real bad
Miles away, fuck with me
Take what I have
Want you real bad,
Im the best that you’ve had
Hold on another day
So maybe you should hit my line

Got me breathing heavy down the phone
Almost felt your touch but there’s no ghost
All up in my house 
I’m on my own
I’m getting lonely
Cant wait till you get home
Know I finish off to your tempo
I can almost taste the afterglow
All up in my house
I’m on my own
I’m getting lonely
Cant wait till you get home

I be shining real hard for you 
even though I’m no paradigm 
Of a perfect idol saint
I be on my best behaviour
And it’s true
I know what you like
But you know you’ll have to wait

Want you real bad,
Want you,
Want you real bad
Miles away, fuck with me
Take what I have
Want you real bad,
Im the best that you’ve had
Hold on another day
So maybe you should hit my line

Got me breathing heavy down the phone
Almost felt your touch but there’s no ghost
All up in my house 
I’m on my own
I’m getting lonely
Cant wait till you get home
Know I finish off to your tempo
I can almost taste the afterglow
All up in my house
I’m on my own
I’m getting lonely
Cant wait till you get home

Living in your head just like a parasite
I got you like a siren lures a sailor to sea
I just wish that you were coming home tonight 
I’m in your head, there’s nothing out of the ordinary
Living in your head just like a parasite
I got you like a siren lures a sailor to sea
I just wish that you were coming home tonight 
Night, night

Got me breathing heavy down the phone
Almost felt your touch but there’s no ghost
All up in my house 
I’m on my own
I’m getting lonely
Cant wait till you get home
Know I finish off to your tempo
I can almost taste the afterglow
All up in my house
I’m on my own
I’m getting lonely
Cant wait till you get home

I’m in your head, there’s nothing out of the ordinary
I’m in your head, there’s nothing
I’m in your head, there’s nothing

Electric Nausea

WAIT

CRUSTY x VALENTINE DALLA x LIZ ANYA - Nasty Bitch

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5RDdTde2hMQX2UlFLTp5vt?si=6b882ddee35246a4
Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Artwork made by Flex

Valentine finally drops her anticipated single "PRADA", a track where Dalla raps about the stuff she experienced with her music career in Los Santos to this day.

lyrics
I’m the Prada
I’m the Dalla
While you bitches dollaramma
I don’t want no drama ramma
When I pull up to your house
You’ll stay underground
6 feet, you’re gonna drown
You bitches ''Queen of rap''
But you ain’t got a crown
You bitches got no rhythm and you got no flow
Got no punchline, like a comedy show
Meanwhile I stay in my big chateau
While you’re on the street corner working, being a hoe
My songs top the charts, they're a plateau
And your tunes are flop, so they make no dough
You wish you could reverse, like it was UNO
It ain’t life swap, it’s the Dalla Show 
Love it when it’s not my name
Hate it when I’m on display
Fake hoes with their fake fame
Dancing when nobody came
I keep it cute and real
Ain’t got something nice to say
Keep your mouth mute, squeal
and that’s why my name is Dalla
DALLA, PRADA
DALLA, DALLA, DALLA, PRADA
DALLA, PRADA
DALLA, DALLA, DALLA, PRADA
Was CPC’s first lady, uh, that’s right
Back when i saw no promo or support on my sight
It was barely there, had to do it all by myself
Three number ones, but still left on the shelf
I ain’t no elf, but I got surprises and gifts
Entendres, metaphores, spitting like I’m throwing some fits
I might be blonde but I’m not dumb
I can be smarter than a washed up bitch
That barks and there’s no bite
She needs some silicone
I said what I said, but I’m definitely not done
Peach body season, me and my girls we looking cunt
Shooters on shooters, but don’t trip and fall
It’s the Dalla Game, that you already lost
Love it when it’s not my name
Hate it when I’m on display
Fake hoes with their fake fame
Dancing when nobody came (yeah, yeah)
I keep it cute and real
Ain’t got something nice to say
Keep your mouth mute, squeal (shut up!)
and that’s why my name is Dalla
DALLA, PRADA (AH!)
DALLA, DALLA, DALLA, PRADA
DALLA, PRADA (YEAH)
DALLA, DALLA, DALLA, PRADA
Wetter than niagara
Body looking like a sauna
I manage myself, Queen like Cleopatra
All these comments under me, looking very small
Hate left and right, someone give them viagra
Show after show, very booked and busy
Hoes be acting brave, texting my man teehee
I wonder if they know that we ain’t doing charity
The homeless shelter at the corner, go have a FEFE (KEKE)
DALLA, PRADA (AYYY)
DALLA, DALLA, DALLA, PRADA (WOO! WOO!)
DALLA, PRADA (UH)
DALLA, DALLA, DALLA, PRADA

Written and performed by Valentine Dalla, Noelle Ablisa, Karina Giselle
Produced by B. Hill

PRADA

Daphne Malone
WuChang Records, NoPixel
Produced and written by Alyssa Jean (additional production Brasstracks)

Bad Driver

Bricked Up (feat. Don Dolph)

Check out Ellie Nite's original song! https://soundcloud.com/ellienite/shes-mine

She's Mine

You're Mine (feat. Ellie Nite)

"Big Wu" OUT NOW ON ALL STREAMING PLATFORMS!
⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️
bit.ly/3WWzUQ5

Produced by Zepelin Beats

Featuring @ValentineDalla

Mixed/Mastered by @Niko-Rain

https://www.twitch.tv/itschanceconnor

[Hook]

They can't fuck wit my clique 
We running this shit boy this is Big Wu
Let me tell 'em right quick
They can't do it like this we making them moves
Other labels might quit
All we do is write hits hit 'em wit that one two
Haters all on our dick
Cause they wanna ride it when they heard it's Big

[Verse 1]

Look true facts I ain't gotta say
Call me LiL Cee$ but I do big thangs
Two Masquerades amassing plays masking
A massive rage I'll take out on these lames
Artists flip flop now they're taking defeat
It's a shame they went chasing the cheese
Rat race but it seems Wu Chang stay wit the heat
Now they're soon to be vagrants in need see I'm great in the sheets
Notepad bed it don't matter
Cause you'll get fucked up for all that dumb chatter
Send shots gdrrr-ra-ta-ta-ta-ta run scatter
Our name rings when we plan it I ain't talkin' bout Saturn
Shouts out to Vinny Pistone 100k investment not getting pissed on
But you're getting pissed on if you ever mention me and my squad Cee$
Heading to the top since y'all giving that sloppy
Let the speakers knock get hit unconcious quick
If you're talking slick cause I'm strong when the ganga hits
See I'm a lot and the king of the parking lot in this
While y'all just cop out call that a crock of shit
And I ain't even the type to say names
So if I said it I meant it yeah I don't play games
And if I meant it I dead it I go and take aim
At your brain it's your fate shoot your mainframe
Like BLAOW!
I ain't gotta say much just for them to give it up cause I'm putting it down
Black Rose in my cup yeah we living it up got my head in the clouds
If they wanna mention us Big Wu turning up tell me how does that sound?
Got'em asking but how? what now? 

[Hook]

They can't fuck wit my clique 
We running this shit boy this is Big Wu
Let me tell 'em right quick
They can't do it like this we making them moves
Other labels might quit
All we do is write hits hit 'em wit that one two
Haters all on our dick
Cause they wanna ride it when they heard it's Big

[Verse 2: Valentine Dalla]

Bow down, the queen cobra arrived
Gross asses of you I'm really tired
If you got a mister, him you gotta hide
He'll be wanting to fuck this pussy real tight
Slurp on the dick, suck on my clit
When your man is resting he's on my left tit
Got a bunch of exes, had to left it
Hoes acting too brave well Imma just spend it
Cee$, tobacco seeds
Smoking ganja with my g's
Italian, roots are chinese
You a billionaire? I'll get down on my knees
Put it down my throat call me the goat
Get past me, lost the best show
Bling on my body got me acting catty
God loves me, that's why I got a fatty
Bang bang shots in the arcade block
Yellow gunned down your time's out, tic toc
Mad at me for your mistake shut up, dumb flop
You a broke bitch while I stay on the top
Oh, are you offended?
Taxi service that no one attended? (yikes)
All those people pretended
Call me PDM, your career I ended

LiL Cee$ - Big Wu (feat. Valentine Dalla)

DJ/Producer
Singer/Songwriter


alyssajeansongs@gmail.com

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Alyssa Jean

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