Had a bad day, checked and now its the best day EVER 🎉💅 

WANT YOU REAL BAD. WANT YOU WANT YOU REAL BAD. THIS SONG RIGHT HERE!! !!!

this is literally the best song ever made

Dmca Free
(Prod. Jake Angel Beats)


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Shud be on spotify today or tomorrow

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Energy Check Ft. Sana

[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

Saint Noelle's song from NoPixel 3.0 under Wu Chang Records

The lights are turning on in the club,
and its way past two in the morning.
You're kissing on a girl hoping that i get mad at you,
but I'm yawning.
I never wanna fight,
I forgave you, yeah.
and every single night get my heart broke, yeah
i think its about time that should tell you.

You're fucking up all my feelings.
I never knew you could be that cruel.
I don't know when I'm kneeling that you're the king,
and I've been the fool.

I want your all, nothing less, boy.
When you get undressed its always me on your left,
so why cant this progress?
I want your all,

and i dont really know where your mind, where your head, where your hearts at
but all i know is this is a deal and im ending the contract.
All i can see is you in the strobe lights.
Never to make me jealous, I wont lie.
Always should love 'The one' 
I'd rather die.
Only meant to be fun, now it hurts like this.

You're fucking up all my feelings.
I never knew you could be that cruel.
I don't know when I'm kneeling that you're the king,
and I've been the fool.

I want your all, nothing less, boy.
When you get undressed its always me on your left,
so why cant this progress?
I want your all,

FINISH HIM! (I Want Your All)

lyrics & vocals by myself
production, mixing & mastering by @niko-rain

LYRICS 

meet me, 7:35 at pink cage motel
don’t forget you promised me don’t ask and don’t tell
saw the red lights, but I want you so bad

know you know my name, that everyone learning now
also know the scandal we’d make if this gets out
but I can go all the rounds

and you get hung up on me boy
I been in my zone
only thing my lips are close
Is the microphone
know you been hitting my line, and acting bold
cause you think I’m hot, like my songs yuh

hope you know exactly who you’re dealing with, oh
S A I N T, Know I’m your favourite sin now.
and I like it when no one else knows

move the lock off the bolt
leave your shit at the door
I been waiting alone
Needing all of your touch boy
you know this week I’ve been so fucking bad
think you should give me all of what you have

when you hit up my phone
I don’t answer it, no
just to tease you some more
sexual undertones
you gotta give it to me till I’m glad
that I’m the one to submit one to submit 
when I feel this bad

lay it to you good until you beg me for more
started on the bed and then we move to the floor
could be yours like a soulmate
re-evaluate the bond at later date

can you chew all that you bit off
something you don’t wanna quit yuh
fingers tracing down my figure
something you dont wanna quit
and I’ll be your nightmare
double dare you to make me feel less damn lonely
just be my only reason for tonight

and you get hung up on me boy
I been in my zone
only thing my lips are close
Is the microphone
you been hitting on my line, and acting bold
cause you think I’m hot, like my songs yuh

hope you know exactly who you’re dealing with, oh
S A I N T, Know I’m your favourite sin, So, boy you know exactly where to go. Yeah

move the lock off the bolt
leave your shit at the door
I been waiting alone
Needing all of your touch boy
you know this week I’ve been so fucking bad
think you should give me all of what you have

when you hit up my phone
I don’t answer it, no
just to tease you some more
sexual undertones
you gotta give it to me till I’m glad
that I’m the one to submit one to submit 
when I feel this bad

I want you so bad

Electric Nausea

SUBMIT - SAINT NOELLE X NIKO RAIN

Song for Justin & Teddy's beautiful wedding... LEAKED !

you, the city & my heart (LEAK)

mixed and mastered by @niko-rain 
[https://www.twitch.tv/bytethebullet] 
prod. by goo beatz
art by FranniLaCucaracha

[Verse 1]
You look so damn cute
When I can see the fear in your eyes
I can feel it rushing through your veins
It’s too much
It’s too much
No

[Pre-Chorus]
And every second I take, it’s getting deeper 
And every moment I wait, I feel the fever 
I got this feeling tonight 
Ima strike 
Ima strike
I just want a taste of you-ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
Come closer
Don’t be afraid no no
I’m not gonna bite you unless you want it 
Hands, on your neck, I want you on my tongue 
I’ve been waiting for this and now I got it
Every grins’, got the fangs in the back but we act like it’s alright
Every grin on your face, as you die, got me feeling so alive 
Every grin led to fangs in your skin, now you know it’s all a lie 
I’m gonna bite you all because you want it 

[Verse 2]
Your body’s growing cold
Sheets turning red like rose petals 
I can’t help it
Boy your insides taste just like Hennessy
I’ll close your eyes and I’ll kiss you to sleep
I’m pretty sure I’ve got the right guy
I think I’m falling for his blood type 
Oh-oh

[Chorus]
Come closer
Don’t be afraid no no
I’m not gonna bite you unless you want it 
Hands, on your neck, I want you on my tongue 
I’ve been waiting for this and now I got it
Every grins’, got the fangs in the back but we act like it’s alright
Every grin on your face, as you die, got me feeling so alive 
Every grin led to fangs in your skin, now you know it’s all a lie 
I’m gonna bite you all because you want it 

[Bridge]
I can feel your heartbeat
Pulsing all through my teeth 
I can feel your heartbeat 
I can feel your heartbeat
Pulsing all through my teeth 
I can feel your heartbeat 
I can feel your heartbeat 

[Chorus]
Come closer
Don’t be afraid no no
I’m not gonna bite you unless you want it 
Hands, on your neck, I want you on my tongue 
I’ve been waiting for this and now I got it
Every grins’, got the fangs in the back but we act like it’s alright
Every grin on your face, as you die, got me feeling so alive 
Every grin led to fangs in your skin, now you know it’s all a lie 
I’m gonna bite you all because you want it 

[Chorus]
Come closer
Don’t be afraid no no
I’m not gonna bite you unless you want it 
Hands, on your neck, I want you on my tongue 
I’ve been waiting for this and now I got it
Every grins’, got the fangs in the back but we act like it’s alright
Every grin on your face, as you die, got me feeling so alive 
Every grin led to fangs in your skin, now you know it’s all a lie 
I’m gonna bite you all because you want it

FANGS

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)

mixed and mastered by @niko-rain
[www.twitch.tv/bytethebullet]
prod. by king80industries

[Verse 1: Liz Anya]
2 am or 2 pm I wake up and I think about you, I just wonder if you wanna try to make this work 
I go on, I feel alone, I scroll through, our photos
Sometimes I feel like you don’t want me here
The writing’s on the wall, but it still isn’t clear 
I’ll open our old messages and re-live the pain

[Pre-Chorus: Liz Anya]
I can’t stop scrolling through my screen
I turn around in my bedsheets 
Keep wishing for a better day
Tomorrow

[Chorus: Liz Anya]
Every time that we wake up, take a shot yeah, try our luck
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho
When will we stop this vicious cycle? 
Try not to get our hopes up, take a shot but, we get stuck
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho
When will we stop this vicious cycle? 

[Interlude: Liz Anya]
We can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t stop it now

[Verse 2: Hung Jae Min]
I wake up staring at the same four walls
It’s dark inside my room nothing to do at all
I just wanna be in the city with you
I was insecure and so I broke your heart
I tried to run from it tried to hide my love
But you’re the one thing I don’t want to lose 
Yeah, I don’t care if it takes a thousand days
I’m gonna show you that I’m here to stay
I’m gonna break this vicious cycle this time
Oh, this time

[Chorus: Hung Jae Min]
Every time that we wake up, take a shot yeah, try our luck
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho
When will we stop this vicious cycle?
Try not to get our hopes up, take a shot but, we get stuck
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho
When will we stop this vicious cycle? 

[Interlude: Liz Anya]
We can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t stop it now

[Bridge: Liz Anya, Hung Jae Min & Both ]
Gotta get back, gotta get right back to you
Keep trying, keep trying, keep trying
Gotta get back, gotta get right back to you

[Chorus: Liz Anya, Hung Jae Min]
Every time that we wake up, take a shot yeah, try our luck
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho 
When will we stop this vicious cycle?
Try not to get our hopes up, take a shot but, we get stuck
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho
When will we stop this vicious cycle? 

[Breakdown: Liz Anya, Hung Jae Min]
We can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now (Can’t stop, can’t stop me now)
We can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t stop it now
We can’t can’t can’t can’t can’t stop it now

[Outro: Liz Anya, Hung Jae Min & Both]
Every time that we wake up  (Every time) 
Take a shot yeah, try our luck (Every time) 
Just to be let down, I’m going psycho (Every time) 
When will we stop this vicious cycle?

Vicious Cycle (feat. Hung Jae Min)

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

WAIT

CRUSTY x VALENTINE DALLA x LIZ ANYA - Nasty Bitch

mixed and mastered by @niko-rain
[www.twitch.tv/bytethebullet]
prod. by DJCHOPPALOT

[Verse 1: Liz Anya]
Round ass make him want me sittin’ on it feeling cocky
These bitches actin’ funny cause I got a new body
If I want it I got it he said my coochie like lava
He buy me Gucci and Prada and now I got him on lock-a

[Interlude: Liz Anya]
Ass is fat  
He like that 
If it’s like that I might have to throw some ass
I got
Hella stacks
Yeah they mad
If it’s like that
I might have to throw some ass at him
Queen Lizzy the OG
Everybody know I been that bitch 
Get into it

[Verse 2: Liz Anya]
I don’t got the time to be fighting over dick 
If your man’s into it Imma get my fix
I feel like I’m in the Louvre put my pussy on a pedestal  
We don’t need no lube when he kiss up on my genital
All these dudes should know that they dick is expendable 
These hoes should be scared cause my pussy is incredible

[Chorus: Liz Anya]
Yeah all my girls in the club make that ass move 
Wanna see that shit gain some speed and altitude
All my girls in the club make that ass shake 
Bounce that shit back and forth make a twerkquake

[Verse 3: Liz Anya]
I bought myself a big fat ass and the thighs match 
Now all em boys tryna get a taste of my snatch 
Double ds knock an eye out need an eyepatch 
Your man wanna tap it so bad like an iPad

Bitch its payday
Make my ass shake
I’mma move it like that yayo
shake it till my ass break 
Out my lane hoe 
Out my way hoe
Me Carmella Mari cashing out like we won the lotto
 
[Verse 4: Carmella Corset]
Imma keep it real Imma keep it nasty 
He fuck me so good I’m screaming like a banshee 
Oh the way I move she can’t do it can she 
She could never show me up cause I’m too flashy 
Bitches talk too much I'm in their head rent-free
Bitches copy too much I should charge ‘em a fee
These bitches look up to me when they think of who they can be 
I might fuck around and swallow the class of 2043 
I’m always in my bed my bag or my business 
Booty so big everybody wanna hit this
Want a titty pic so I sent him my wishlist
If he ain’t got money then bitch he dismissed 
If Imma suck a dick I won’t do it for free 
If I fuck your man yeah you’ll know it was me
I’ll leave lipstick stains on his dick and his teeth
And I’ll walk out his penthouse with some new LV

[Verse 5: Liz Anya]
Me and Carmie so thick
Make him do a double-take
Yeah this shit is double-decker
Stacked like a wedding cake 
Pretty face little waist 
Pussy wetter than a lake
We gon cause an avalanche when we make that ass shake
Bitch take a look at us
Then take a look at you 
Steppin out the limo 
In our brand new Jimmy Choos
It’s not our fault your man don’t want you 
We ain't tell em shit, but I think he already choose




[Chorus:  Liz Anya & Carmella Corset]
Yeah all my girls in the club make that ass move 
Wanna see that shit gain some speed and altitude
All my girls in the club make that ass shake 
Bounce that shit back and forth make a twerkquake

[Verse 6: Liz Anya]
I got two big titties and a thick ol ass, if I didn’t spit so hard that’s how I’d make my cash
I ain’t no side chick, bitch, you just his stash house 
Shut ya mouth when you see me with my ass out
Ya bitch


[Outro: Liz Anya & Carmella Corset]
Ass is fat  
He like that 
If it’s like that, I might have to throw some ass, I got
Hella stacks
Yeah they mad 
If it’s like that, I might have to throw some ass at him

TWERKQUAKE

TWERKQUAKE (feat. Carmella Corset)

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

mixed by @niko-rain
The LSBN Number 1 smash hit 'All About Her' follows a story of the fresh on the scene Los Santos girl group the 'Bimbos' who all have similar feelings for a man they spot in the club - which one of the girls will win the man in the end, if any?

[Shannon]
You, I see you standing right in-front me 
I, I wonder why you look me up and down 
You , you got my head its spinning round and round 
The girls want what you have 
But I want it real bad yeah 

[Naomi]
You don’t know the things 
The things that I'll do to you
And bring your other friend 
Cause baby he’ll get it too 
Push my head down
Take me by the throat now
When I'm all done with you
You’ll forget all about her 
All about her
All about her 
All about her 
Fuck me right now 
And you’ll forget all about her 

[Brittany]
Hey girl excuse me
You see me standing right here 
Go turn your ass around 
The door is right over there
You know he wants me
You’re looking crazy 
I got the things he likes
He wants a bite 
Yeah I’ll get him right

[Shannon]
You don’t know the things 
The things that I'll do to you
And bring your other friend 
Cause baby he’ll get it too 
Push my head down
Take me by the throat now
When I'm all done with you
You’ll forget all about her 
All about her
All about her 
All about her 
Fuck me right now 
And you’ll forget all about her 

[Amara]
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you 
So fuck me fast
Fast boy 
Undo your button up
You know I like it rough 
Cause I've been a bad
Bad girl 
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you 
So fuck me fast
Fast boy 
Undo your button up
You know I like it rough 
Cause I've been a bad
Bad girl 

[Brittany] [Naomi Backgrounds]
You don’t know the things 
The things that I'll do to you
And bring your other friend 
Cause baby he’ll get it too 
Push my head down
Take me by the throat now
When I'm all done with you
You’ll forget all about her 

[Shannon]
All about her

[Naomi]
All about her 
All about her 
Fuck me right now 
And you’ll forget all about her

All About Her

JustUs - Zolo x Tui

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)

Lyrics By: Saint Noelle, Don Dolph
Mixed By: Niko Rain
Prod. Klein

Lyrics:
I don’t even think I’m going home tonight
I was boutta to leave, but then you caught my eyes
Thinking of some things that you could do with I
Something less than holy up upon my mind
On my mind, on, on, on, on my mind

Just say the word, I’ll get my shit, and then I’m ready to go
Came for a couple drinks, but think you wanna stay for the show
It’s getting so hot, 
After this song then we’re out the door, door, ahhhh ahhh

You’re so close, I don’t think I can take it
24/7 no I can’t get enough
You turn back to me, then you're saying
didn’t even think to ask my name

yeah, just call me saint
kissing my neck while I grab your waist
We go face to face
loving your chest that I’m pressed against
yeah, no need for pace
come thru the back, pull up in a wraith
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight

Uh, one night only
No snitch no Trice like Obie
They tell you at the top that’s lonely
And you gone turn me into the old me
Effortless when I touch down
Don D don’t give a fuck now
Foot down, trust me it’s business
It’s all love got my name on they wish list
I could change your life
Lemme change your mind
And take you out of your zone
First class all night
We taking flights and then we out on the road
I don’t, I don’t need no love
Trust me I got way too much
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight
And we both know that
Kodak, take a picture and reload that
I mean what I say don’t pretend
And I live in the moment don’t need no pen
Amen, lemme preach it
We gone turn tonight into the weekend
Eh, lemme extend it
It’s a one out of ten and I’m trending, Don

You’re so close, I don’t think I can take it
24/7 no I can’t get enough
You turn back to me, then you're saying
Didn’t even think to ask my name

Yeah, just call me saint
Kissing my neck while I grab your waist
We go face to face
Loving your chest that I’m pressed against
Yeah, no need for pace
Come thru the back, pull up in a wraith
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight

Just for tonight
Just for tonight
Just for tonight
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight

WAIT

SAINT NOELLE

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