THE LIGHTS THE MUSIC THE SMOKE AND THE SOUND🤭🤭

TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF,AND SPIN IT AROUND,YOU GOT YOUR STUNNER SHADES ON,AND YOU'RE DANCING AROUND,SO PUT YOUR HANDS UP,YEAH,DO THE GET-DOWN,SO TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF,TA-TA-TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF!!!! X33

As a Danganfan,i love this song cuz its a great song,not bc of Miu :/

THE SWITCHUUUPP. Saw them on warped. Ahead of their time.

TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF AND SPIN IT AROUND!!!!!!!

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NGSUNC

Big Juicy

☆MILLIONAIRES-HOE DOWN☆

for fans of Ayesha Erotica and Millionaires ofc! get ready cause your about to witness the 2000s hottest girl band the millionaires!!  

XOXO Erotica from the Erotic Workshop 💋

I Like Money- Millionaires-1.1x speed

Five Nights at Chloe’s (prod. bhad blakey)

Got down on my knees, and prayed to god
Make me a scene queen, and make me hot
He looked down at me with those undead eyes

And all he fucking gave me was an eating disorder and a caffeine addiction

I can feel it in my chest
Maybe I just need some rest
But if this is for the best
Thoughts in my head I detest 

Anything I could ever want's at my fingertips
But does it even matter if my life is meaningless? 

I feel it rotting away like I'm a zombie
I feel it crushing me like...

I sit here wasting my life away every sunday
Waiting here hoping I'll get to paradise someday 
But what's the point if it all can get taken away? 
If Jesus rose from the dead then isn't he a zombie? 

Post-apocalyptic they prophesize the end of days
Sinners go to hell where they get devoured by the flames
Still I can't see what any of this shit has to do with me
Why should I listen to the mumblings of a zombie

BAD MAN, BAD MAN 
CAN'T YOU SMELL THE DEATH, MAN?
LIMPING FORWARD, REACHING OUT
I TREMBLE AS THE DEAD STAND 

CHRIST IS BORN AGAIN TODAY
BUT THROUGH SOME DEMONIC WAY
CAREFUL CHILDREN RUN AWAY
YOUR SAVIOUR'S COME TO EAT YOUR BRAINS

If only I knew what happens to me after death
Inside my casket covered in rhinestones and zebra print
Have all these conflicting messages gone to my head?
Lying all alone at 2 am in my bed

Is there just nothing at all that comes after this?
Exhale my final breath and subsequently cease to exist
Spirits, ghosts, reincarnation or something else that I missed
All things considered thank fuck thank I'm an aethiest

If Jesus Rose From The Dead Does That Make Him A Zombie

The parties dead
The parties gone
The parties passed out in its vomit in the lawn
See the photos?
See the trends?
All things colorful have come to an end
Take your clothes off
Rip to shreds
I refuse that scene is on it's death bed
Grab 4Loko
Get a grip
Take a shot cause I think you're gonna need it

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear

Where's Melissa? Where's Se7en?
Where is Dot Dot Curve when you need them?
Where's the crunk? 808s?
Where is heaven when there isn't any myspace?
It's with Korra, and Kira, and Keila
It's with Maya and the mandate that you hear
It's the Roxxers who are kickin to Xtina
We're the freedom that instills a kind of fear

Don't you wish you had glamour like us?
Where were corpses, glittering with rust?
Picture this on your damned For You Page
Death comes cause we're too fabulous
Don't you wish you were more interesting?
Less of beige and blue color dust?
Pinterest me for your aesthetic webpage
Dark Dart, Dart Darling, look me up

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear

This is cuntcore crunkcore
Scratching at your front door
We live like kings without paradise

This is fuck doll mess -core
Dead girl fucking couture
We fuck like it's going outta style

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear
ABOUT THIS TRACK

Fun fact, this was a track that I scrapped from Scene Sixteen because I couldn't think of any lyrics.
CREDITS

My Friend Max gets a writing credit on this because he was the one to think of "cuntcore". Here's to you Maxwell.

Creators Mentioned (In order):
Korra Rain: https://on.soundcloud.com/mfQcY
Kirā キラー : https://on.soundcloud.com/tSv8n
xX_KeilaKreepz_Xx: https://on.soundcloud.com/JU4Nr
Maya Malice: https://on.soundcloud.com/YN4cZ
Candi Roxx: https://on.soundcloud.com/sgoj6

Please go listen to all of these wonderful musicians keeping the scene alive online!!!!

Crunk's UnDead?

Okay Fine, Maybe Crunk's a Little Dead

hiii it's Dart Darling
uh im like super busy now cause I'm dead or whatever
leave a message after the beep

Uprooting upheaving the rot rot
Cause were all dolled up and we're hot hot
We're DOA in a Mercedes-Benz
We're a landfill barbie, biohazard kens
It's the lastest craze on the boulevard
You walk up to the cliffs and jump right off
Reanimations just titillating
And I know you love these titties ladies

We smell like viva, tequila, formaldehyde
We like makeup and shopping and suicide
Cheerleader eater in the back of a hearse ride
Put your hands up for the Dead Girl party life
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN

We decked out in couture -ture
And we know how you always want more more
I heard from a birdy living under your skin
About the way that you watch and you're dreaming of sin
I've got something of a calling from a higher power
To make whores from the tops of radio towers
And if you're hearing this my signal's reached to you
Cause I want you to dance like the way I do

Put your tits to the front and your ass to the back
Your provocation is a two front attack
You get lost in the music till you're all but gone
And you never come back, you're dumb by dawn
I know that you wish that you were like me
So cmon babe join my horde, my zombies
The party don't start till we walk in
So you better stay close if you wanna get in

We smell like viva, tequila, formaldehyde
We like makeup and shopping and suicide
Cheerleader eater in the back of a hearse ride
Put your hands up for the Dead Girl party life
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN

dead girls have more fun
dead girls have more fun
(laughter)
it's gotta be something like that, hold on...
WE DON'T WANNA THINK WE WANNA TRASH THIS BITCH
AND WE DON'T WANNA TALK YOU CAN SUCK THIS DICK
WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK WE GIVE CRUNKCORE SNOBS
SOMETHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT AND POLISH FOR THEIR KNOBS
ART IS DEAD AND IM THE ONE WHO KILLED HER
FOR MARKETING PURPOSES I HIT HER WITH MY CAR
WE DON'T WANNA THINK WE WANNA TRASH THIS BITCH
AND WE DON'T WANNA TALK YOU CAN SUCK THIS DICK
WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK WE GIVE CRUNKCORE SNOBS
SOMETHING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT AND POLISH FOR THEIR KNOBS
ART IS DEAD AND IM THE ONE WHO KILLED HER
FOR MARKETING PURPOSES I HIT HER WITH MY CAR
ART IS DEAD AND IM THE ONE WHO KILLED HER
ART IS DEAD AND DARLING FUCKING KILLED HER

We smell like viva, tequila, formaldehyde
We like makeup and shopping and suicide
Cheerleader eater in the back of a hearse ride
Put your hands up for the Dead Girl party life
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN
DEAD GIRLS HAVE MORE FUN

Dead Girls Have More Fun

Millionaires Prom dress

Party Like a Millionaire

Artist: MILLIONAIRES

Song: Hey Rich Boy

Album: Bling Bling Bling! - EP

Hey Rich Boy

Millionaires - Take Your Shirt Off

This is a track from "Please Love Me" by Rachel Bloom.

You Can Touch My Boobies

party goddess.

hoe down - millionaires

where u at? - ayesha erotica feat. alexzone

Millionaires are ruining music. The songs made by the Huntington Beach duo—Jazzmin Serrato and Evelyn Marie Aceres —will make you want to gouge out your ears. They are the downfall of society. 2010, the year their debut full-length is scheduled to come out, will probably bring the Apocalypse.
Wait a second. That can’t be true. Catchy, fun electro-pop songs made by cute, foul-mouthed girls who are both 21 and under can’t possibly be the thing that ends the world, can it? Truth is, their songs aren't gonna ruin anything… except maybe the credibility of some Internet haters when it turns out they like Millionaires.
The girls get it. They know their band started as an accident, when Evelyn Marie and Evelyn started fucking around on GarageBand one day in the summer of 2007 and made their first song “I Like Money.” They know it’s been a combination of a strong DIY work ethic, a unique sense of style and a willingness to put their fast-talking, in-your-face songs into the scrutiny of the public that’s transformed them from a one-time joke to a serious band. They know it takes guts to write bouncy, hooky, indefinable songs about alcohol and sex and boys—and to perform those songs on stage during their unstoppable live shows. They know it takes determination and steadfast self-promotion to sell out two headlining tours before ever releasing an album. They know that MTV doesn’t ask just any band to perform live on one of the final episodes of TRL and pen the theme songs for Teen Cribs and A Double Shot at Love. They know the album they’ve been working on is going to be gobbled up by haters and fans alike.
Because that’s another thing: Millionaires are aware that a lot people have a lot of nasty things to say about them and their music. And you know what? They don’t give a shit.


Millionaires - Take Your Shirt Off

Evelyn Marie Aceres

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