Name: All About Her (Remix) [feat. Liz Anya] by BIMBOS
Duration: 3 min 17 s
Description: mixed by @niko-rain

A group of friends loses track of eachother in a Los Santos nightclub - listen along as they find their way out of the club.

Where Are My Girls At?

MIA BEYERN - CATCH ME IF U CAN!

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY @NIKO-RAIN

WRITTEN BY MIA BEYERN, SAINT NOELLE @sainty2k

[LYRICS]

CAN'T ANSWER THE PHONE RIGHT NOW,

IM KINDA BUSY

GOT ME RUSHING AROUND, OH BOY

YOU MAKE ME DIZZY

I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT I WANT, NO

BUT BOY, CAN WE, MAKE A

PIT STOP. QUICK REPAIR. OH BOY

WIND RUNNING THROUGH MY HAIR NOW

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

GOING FAST, WERE GOING FAST

AND I DON'T WANNA STOP NO MORE

ADRENALINE RIGHT TO MY CORE,

BLOOD PUMPING HEART ON THE FLOOR

OVERTAKE ME BABY,

HANDS ON THE WHEEL AND YOUR,

FOOT ON THE GAS OH,

IM UNSURPASSED

OH THE,

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE,

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

GOING SO FAST I WONT SLOW DOWN , OVERLAPPING

THIS TRACK NOS ON DEMAND, ENGINE

REVVING, IM READY (REVVING, READY)

LET'S KEEP MY HANDS STEADY (LET'S KEEP IT STEADY)

3 2 1 LETS LIGHT IT UP

I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT THESE RED LIGHTS WASTING MY TIME,

BOY YOU'RE STOPPING ME FROM CROSSING THE FINISH LINE

M P H , I AINT SLOWING DOWN

FEEL MY RAGE, I AINT BACKING OUT

BOY DONT YOU KNOW THAT I AINT MESSING WITH YOU

THESE COPS ARE ON MY CASE, NOW SIMMER DOWN

QUICK PREFACE: I DONT MESS AROUND

ILL GIVE YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO PROVE YOURSELF TO ME WHEN THE LIGHTS TURN GREEN

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST COAST SANDY TO PALETO

IM YOUR COMPETITION WRAP IT UP YOU KNOW IM WINNING NOW,

BOOSTER,

SMOKE

A LITTLE,

CAUGHT UP (DO YOU KNOW)

YOU'RE THE KEY, TO MY IGNITION BOY

FEEDING, MY AMBITION NO,

I MIGHT FUCK AROUND AND SAY BABY,

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LETS SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

OH WOAH, OH WOAH, OH WOAH .

CATCH ME IF U CAN! (PROD. NIKO RAIN)

mixed by @niko-rain
What happens when your closest friend has her eyes set on your boyfriend? You say goodbye & write an electrifying pop song while at it.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1] [Naomi]
You think I never notice baby but I’m reading all the signs  
I got a feeling that you’re telling me another stupid lie
You think your slick but baby don’t you think it doesn’t cross my mind 
Don't want another explanation baby know this is goodbye 
Boy I know oh 
That you think of her 
When we’re on phone 

[Pre Chorus] [Amara]
I’m tired of this back and forth
No more excuses I don’t wanna know

[Chorus] [Naomi]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Chorus] [Shannon]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Verse 2] [Amara]
Out of everybody you decide to do it with my friend 
You both made your choice baby so know this is the fucking end 
You really want him girl so go and tell me how my pussy taste 

[Verse 2] [Shannon]
Thought that we were friends but girl take your apology goodbye 
Boy I know oh 
That you think of her 
When we’re on phone 

[Pre-Chorus] [Amara]
I’m tired of this back and forth
No more excuses I don’t wanna know

[Chorus] [Shannon]
 Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Chorus] [Amara] 
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Bridge] [Brittany]
You’re so complicated
So overrated
But baby now I know you’re done for 
Feeling obligated
Shouldn't need persuasadin
But baby now I know you’re done for
You’re so complicated
So overrated
But baby now I know you’re done for 
Feeling obligated
Shouldn't need persuasadin
But baby now I know you’re done for

[Chorus] [Naomi]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Chorus] [Shannon]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

GOODBYE

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Valentine and Lana team up in the lead single off Dalla's first EP "CONDOLENCES" with fierce attitude being fearless of killing bitches.

Lyrics
[Intro: Valentine Dalla]
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Girl stay cute, when I shoot the bitch up
I don’t do the switch ups
When I say so, better loose the lips up
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Guillotine sharp, execute the bitch up
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up
[Verse 1: Valentine Dalla]
Uh, boutta murder a bitch
Bitch get slick, end up in a ditch
Yeah you little snitch!
Me and LV gonna chop her to bits
I’m too cunt, you're just a runt
No I’m not LOONA, got a girl front
Stepping on necks in Louboutin pumps
Gotta love women who know what they want (yuh, yuh)
Bitches be hating with split ends
I don’t wanna fuck with your boyfriend
UWU, pick me hoes do send
Imagine doing all that, for men
You saints know I get no L
I’ll drag your soul straight back to hell
If sheriff calls, I’m not home, well
It’s Los Santos, you know crime sells
(Hook: Valentine Dalla)
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Girl stay cute, when I shoot the bitch up
I don’t do the switch ups
When I say so, better loose the lips up
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Guillotine sharp, execute the bitch up
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up
[Verse 2: Valentine Dalla]
Hold up, you bitches leaking
Must be your pussy, I hear it squeaking
Wetter than niagara
Legs be open, spread like a chicken
Eating roosters rest, got to your head
Always looking for cock, call Kyle Pred
He thirsty, thirsty
Wanna get in bed
Wanna make sure I’m fed
He Crusty Rusty!
Los Santos, No Handouts
I do it all by myself, I standout
Head over heels, her hand out
Going up and down, he timed out
These labels on me, better run my check
Creampie, Wu-Chang, going cheque to cheque
40k, ain't nothing for me Dean
They trynna murder me, call me meal
Uh, they always wanna front front like breasts
With you rats, I am done done
Roaches be on the ground, cleaning the floor
That’s what they’re useful for
Let's have our drinks up
Murdered a bitch, don't tell PETA
Distress signal
Dead body in a ditch, update her TINDER!
[Hook: Valentine Dalla]
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Girl stay cute, when I shoot the bitch up (shoot shoot)
I don’t do the switch ups
When I say so, better loose the lips up (hey)
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Guillotine sharp execute the bitch up (pow)
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up
[Verse 3: Lana Valentine]
Read the chain on my neck, no you ain't fucking with me
I go shoot shoot, leave a pink hair over your body
Ody, ody
Bullet between your teeth
I'm giving T more than head
When I'm pulling down his Tommy's (oop)
Bitch you wanna know some?
Slim thick, body make him bust like a gun (uh)
Hit you like a home run
I chew chew these bitches up, bubblegum
Got a grip like a headlock
That's MDM on your headtop, huh
These bitches no bite and all talk
Imma leave them hoes shaking, if I catch them on my block
[Bridge: Valentine Dalla]
Thought I really cared about you, but nah nah nah
It be your own people turn against you, wow wow wow
Secretly, got a glock loaded in my handbag
Pull up the strap, silly don't you know I can fight back?
[Outro: Valentine Dalla]
I’ll shoot the bitch up
(Shoota, shoota)
I don’t do the switch ups
(Shoota, shoota)
I’ll shoot the bitch up
(Shoota, shoota)
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up

Written by Valentine Dalla, Noelle Ablisa, Liz Anya
Produced by BandoBeatz

CONDOLENCES

STBU (feat. Lana Valentine)

All About Her (Remix) [feat. Liz Anya]

mixed by @niko-rain
After finding out about a record breaking million dollar deal between the chart topping girl group The BIMBOS and WuChang Records, MDMR Executives were feeling sour. As a direct response to Sparky Kane’s track 'Medusa' The BIMBOS fire back with a response of their own.

[VERSE 1]
Lemme start off by statin the facts
How you gonna put our diss on a half assed track 
You really thought the BIMBOS couldn’t do rap
even though you know our pop shit do slap
Yeah Dwayne you a bitch if you think i won't name drop, everybody know SG dont cap
Yeah I’d be mad too if the biggest girl group didn’t sign to your flop label with a contract 
 
[VERSE 2]
Left the city for three weeks, I ain’t heard three peeps, from the execs in the studio
You bitches busy doing gang shit,
Fuck with us we gonna make the music go bang bitch!
Guess you forgot you had a record label
That shit is so unstable and running real fucking slow
You too busy living double lives couldn’t show up to a single show, is that who you really wanna make your COO?

[VERSE 3]
Didn’t you say you’re WUCHANG’s FINEST?
HOW U GONNA SWITCH UP LIKE MILEY CYRUS?
BUSTED ASS BITCH YEAH YOU SHOULD HAVE HAD A STYLIST
Now your kissing CLAIREs feet like shes YOUR HIGHNESS
You say we talk about pussy thats what you claim
Ima show you how the BIMBOS switch up the rap game 
At least we know how do it versatile, say we sound the same? BITCH switch up ur style 

 [VERSE 4]
Lemme not forget about this dude Dwayne, Spoke about some issues but nothing ever changed. 
How the fuck you gonna expect us to stay, when all you be doing is makin false claims
Think its Funny how we left now u wanna fix shit, is it cause you realized that ur label took a big hit
Found our replacement in less than a day, quality not quantity aint that what you say?




 [CHORUS]
B-I-M-B-O’S 
200k into 6 zeros
Bragging bout the money from our EP show
But you think that we left for the dinero
B-I-M-B-O’S 
MDMR = FLOP they aint comin close
Whole damn label must be stuck in a comatose
You bitches out of sync but hatin’ on our choreo

[VERSE 5]
Thinking that we used you 
Just not the truth
Thinkya forgot we’re the cities biggest debut 
Did that independently, Did it all separately, Self-Made Celebrities 
Don't discredit me 
Can count all of your events on one hand
7 months no…… that wasn't the plan
We got shows booked but they weren’t through you 
Jus with connections ya we make do

[VERSE 6]
Everybody hear molly, think minaj not rollin
Now you with the boys cause you can’t control em 
Missing all your hits take a class in bowling 
She only here cause she munching dwayne's foreskin 

Sparky why you wanna run your mouth
How you wanna diss, but you weren’t around
Acting like you know what really went down
Not our fault that you ran a ghost town 

Send us back to chop? Now that we getting our bag from bops? 
How bout you take a walk back to the block,
Fuck you wannna teach us, 
When you can't do your job



Yeah you wanna call us greedy? 
Cause we went and did the swap
It was more than the money, so we think it’s kinda funny
Cause we left yall, but you wanna say we got dropped

[CHORUS]
B-I-M-B-O’S 
200k into 6 zeros
Bragging bout the money from our EP showt
But you think that we left for the dinero
B-I-M-B-O’S 
MDMR = FLOP they aint comin close
Whole damn label mustbe stuck in a comatose
You bitches out of sync but hatin’ on our choreo

MDMR = FLOP

Cover of April's Fool by April Fooze for the Wu-Chang Masquerade Event.

Lyrics: 
Bitch let's go
Time to show em how I roll
If you ain't drippin dollah's
Well then bro you gotta go
All these men out here sayin
"Naomi - she's f*cking cold"
But I'm just tryna build a Sugar Empire out of gold

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Rose bouquets, LFA's
Got a new daddy every day
Hunt em down easy like my prey
What can I say they want a taste
I'm good looking
I can tell your crushing
By the way that your blushing
Beware - I ain't down for cuffing
How's your account be lookin?
Cause this lovin it costs somethin
Don't let me catch you bluffing
Cause then you are good-for-nothing
Double hearts on my face
Corset - expensive lace
But let's get one thing straight
True love hidden behind some gates
Don't try it, not a bait
Bein baller is my fate
Drop your deposit late and I'm gon' leave without a trace

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Check it (c'mon now)
Only a fool would mess with me
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me

What?
There's nothin wrong
With wantin some
You're just a pawn
This isn't some love song

Don't hold your breath bitch
See ya lookin
It's not yo man I'm f*ckin
You're lookin for confession
All you're getting is a whoopin
Yuh, my profession
Its money that im stressin
The boys ain't gettin nothing
But the pictures that im blessin

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Only a fool would mess with me
(Naomi Scott yeah I'm a fuckin thot)
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
(I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top)
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me
(Cause if you even try it you gon' be Naomi's Fool)

Naomi's Fool - Naomi Scott (April Fooze Cover)

After a funeral, a night in rehab & the pressures of signing a record breaking music deal with her group - BIMBOS, Shannon Gucci returns to the music scene with fellow hit-maker Cocaine Cowboy to deliver a club song to keep the people jumping.

Shannon Gucci - Popstar (Feat. Cocaine Cowboy)

SEX DRIVE OUT EVERYWHERE: https://fanlink.to/SEXDRIVE

Making their return after spicy label drama between MDMR - BIMBOS comeback with their lead single 'SEX DRIVE' to their upcoming EP. The pop hit features Wu-Chang COO & Fellow artist 'P Money'.

Fun Fact: 'SEX DRIVE' will be the second song from BIMBOS to feature a COO - but the only song that has a COO that can fulfill his duties.

Mixed By @niko-rain

SEX DRIVE (feat. P Money)

mixed and mastered by: @niko-rain

UH
BADDEST BITCH IN YOUR AREA
BBC IN MY GENITAL AREA
GOT MY SHOOTERS WITH ME, WE CAUSIN HYSTERIA
BUZZING THROUGH YOUR HOOD, GIVING YOU MALARIA
CHANEL BELT, REAL GOLD, NONE OF IT IS FAKE
ROCKING YOUR MAN'S BED, IT'S THE HARLEM SHAKE
DON’T LOOK DOWN ON ME, PRAY FOR GOD’S SAKE
I’M HIS PICK, WHERE YOU THINK I GOT ALL THIS CAKE (UH)
YO MONEY IS NOT MY SOLUTION
BREATHE THE SAME AIR, STOP CAUSIN DA POLLUTION
FUCK THAT CHIT CHAT, THIS A TRIPLE EXECUTION
SEE ME IN THE STREETS, I’M DOING PROSTITUTION 
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PAY ME GOOD MONEY SEE ME AT THE BACK DOOR
YOU’LL BE SATISFIED YOU’LL BE ASKING FOR MORE
MAN SHUT UP AND BANG ME TO THE CORE
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PUT IT ALL IN DADDY, MAKE MY THROAT SORE
BODIES ON BODIES, HIGH NUMBERS ON THE SCORE
WANNA WIFE ME UP, I WONT MOP NO FLOOR
RACKS, MILLION DOLLAR RACKS
COAT FUR CHINCHILLA
IN MY HOUSE I GOT STACKS
HEAR ME MOANING PUT THE VOLUME ON MAX
BITCH AT LEAST I AINT GOT CEILING CRACKS
SHIIIT… COPS DOWN ON MY BLOCK
BOUT THESE OPS, I DONT GIVE A FUCK
I WILL CONTINUE TO JERK OFF THAT COCK
AND PASS HIM TO HIS GIRLFRIEND
HANDS SWITCH LIKE A CLOCK
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PAY ME GOOD MONEY SEE ME AT THE BACK DOOR
YOU’LL BE SATISFIED YOU’LL BE ASKING FOR MORE
MAN SHUT UP AND BANG ME TO THE CORE
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PUT IT ALL IN DADDY, MAKE MY THROAT SORE
BODIES ON BODIES, HIGH NUMBERS ON THE SCORE
WANNA WIFE ME UP, I WONT MOP NO FLOOR

WHORE

produced, mix, and mastered by @niko-rain

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