Can someone pls smack some actual bass & depth into this!

What a Feeling

No Sleep

Call on Me

I'll Be There

Habits (Stay High)

Lighter

Ask & You Shall Receive

Ask & You Shall Receive (One Track Brain Remix)

Lost Your Faith (SONIKKU Remix)

Caught motion! Caution Notion!
Bless the 'haze in': rhymes strapped in, caged in, iced in, no rice in, locked in.
Wow! Baba Wawa, breathe that life in!

Let’s go!

Triple cassette deck taped. 
Ollie says fight on.
Layla slayed you!
Opps flushed out, jury's back in, verdict: bought. Lay low.
Fates and Furies played you.
A fool, full send, went postal.
Cold-blooded feast - glory.
Madama Butterfly knifed.  
"Balisong" love story, lore gory.
Venomous pace, pretty face.
Hips grind down, top down.
Top marks, Coach!
Clips loaded, lips locked, Tips sparked.
Boarded, mile-high.  Approach.

Too lit to chill, too broke to quit.
Too lit to chill, too broke to quit.
Whole squadded, fitted,  kitted.
Whole squadded, fitted,  kitted.
Hold it, high.
Let it hit.

Let fists speak! I mean, fits.
Beats spoken, Richie Millie dreams bussin’.
Boxed in. Papers?
U-A real piece O-S?
Clocked it!
Fake Rollie flex busted, rustin’.
Floated like rent due, K-os theory.
Big bangin’, instant, karmic, charming.
Prince's herbal spark, jarring.
Spared ’em? Yeah, no, yeah, for sure.
"Yuh yuh? nuh nuh?
Type shit, type shit.
Ray, only the illest types in!"

Toke, toke, toke, tequila. 
"Truth? We should get a room."
Cocked, blocked, loud, MF thunderin’, DOOM stacked bodies.
Sub-bass baddies blundered? 
"Blunt" force enforced.
Four blunts, Red Horse,  Icee "D" cups.
Every punch, aligned, landed, of course.
Chin up, pull up, post up.

Blowin' bubbles? Party favors!
Bad moods? Branded behaviour!
Subs paid us; they our day-one saviours.
No fake friends in the VIP.
They dipped quick when the bill hit. "Three split!"
Smacked lip-glossed lips,  split.
"Twisted, teased, danced on us?
Ha! we let you, baby."
Polled the bold, frisked in the hold, wrists cold.
Fourth floor, table for four. 
Four to the floor, on the floor: triggered, rolled,  burned ’til it turned gold.

Beep-boop boop-bops still can catch this face.
Broad-back boys still can get a taste.

"Turn pain into cash. Twerk that ass!" 
"Twerk THAT ass?"
"TWERK that ass?"

"Turn pain into cash? Two work that ass?"

"TWERK THAT ASS! TWERK THAT ASS!"

"Turned pain into cash. TWERKED THAT ASS? TWERKED THAT ASS! TWERKED THAT ASS."

Too lit to chill, too broke to quit.

"Too lit to chill, too broke to quit?
Whole squadded, fitted,  kitted?"

"Whole squadded, fitted, kitted.

Hold it high, let it hit.
Hold it high, let it hit.
Whole squadded...fitted... kitted...

Dead, wait, gone.
Puffed, smashed, passed.
"Baby, nuh nuh, rewind."
"Bet, wine me down."
"Baby, nuh nuh, rewind."
"Bet, wine me down."

"Ooh… that’s real tight." "Yuh, yuh...real tight...yuh..."



GO-GO GOO-GOO, GO, GO! (Abbey Version)

Sunupy-Battlefield

ALL NATURAL🧡 out now
https://ritaora.lnk.to/AllNaturalWE

Ask & You Shall Receive (One Track Brain Remix)

Rita Ora

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