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)

mixed by @niko-rain
Shannon Gucci returns to music with her new single 'R U Gonna Call?'

Shannon Gucci - R U Gonna Call?

Mixed and mastered @niko-rain
Produced by @blakexterra

Devil, uh ah
D A L L A

Baby, I want you inside
Break my walls, and blow my mind
You know this pussy special
I'll make it worth your while
Magic tricks, on the next level
Come and be my sex obsession
I'm the baddest in my section
I wanna *censored* with the devil
Uh
Put in my mouth like a snicker
High heels, I ain't wearing no sneakers
My ass shaking like the speakers
Suck you dry, till your knees getting weaker
2NE1, I'm the best
That you'll ever, ever have
He kisses both my lips
Cherry pops, like a quiz

D-dominate, Big Kahuna
With me, you'll be coming sooner
Smell like flowers, not tuna
Super wet, call it laguna
Cookie in a box, HelloFresh
I'll be your light, in a flesh
Let's get dirty and refresh
Like Christina, water aquafina (Splash)
E sarò, la tua bimba
Vienimi adosso, a più non posso
Sei fortunato che non c'è un costo
Fammi il culo, bello rosso

Baby, I want you inside (Yah)
Break my walls, and blow my mind (Ah-ah)
You know this pussy special
I'll make it worth your while (A long time)
Magic tricks, on the next level
Come and be my sex obsession (Cum)
I'm the baddest in my section (You know it)
I wanna *censored* with the devil
Uh
Put in my mouth like a snicker
High heels, I ain't wearing no sneakers (Nah-ah)
My ass shaking like the speakers
Suck you dry, till your knees getting weaker
2NE1, I'm the best
That you'll ever, ever have
He kisses both my lips (Muah)
Cherry pops, like a quiz (Yes)

Lovey, lovey, lovey
Dovey, dovey in a rari
If we crash into you, we're not really sorry
Hormones on max, us very very horny
If you're not into it, then you're just corny
Wa-wa-warning, warning
It's not safe (It's not)
Evacuate the place
Move over, checkmate (Move over)
Privacy in the room
Cause we gonna be late
I gotta swallow his kids
More than one, I swallowed twins

Turn the lights off
Let's fuck
Keep your eyes on
My butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt
Butt

I wanna fuck with the devil
I wanna fuck with the, oop!
I-i wanna fuck with the devil
I wanna fuck with the, oop! (Yeah)
I-i wanna fuck with the devil
I wanna fuck with the, oop!
I-i wanna fuck with the devil
I wanna fuck with the, oop! (Yah)

Baby, I want you inside
Break my walls, and blow my mind
You know this pussy special
I'll make it worth your while
Magic tricks, on the next level
Come and be my sex obsession
I'm the baddest in my section
I wanna *censored* with the devil

Devil

wyd,wya is the second single off of Zarina Vega's unveiled project presenting a fun, playful vibe teaming up with Lil Cee$'s attractive flows and bar schemes.

wyd,wya? (feat. Lil Cee$)

Co-written by Chance Connor
Mixed and mastered @niko-rain

Yo
Puff puff, pass (Uh)
Smoking that dope, filling up the gas (Uh)
Excuse me, I'm coming through (Uh)
Y2K baddie, throw you bitches off roofs (Yah)
Ladidadida, chica soy linda
Juicy Couture, exported from India
Viva la vida, loco un poco
That's just my genesis
I'm in love with the coco
Have you ever seen a bad-baddie like me?
I don't think so
Sound exotic, look aerotic (Ah)
Too cheeked up, my jeans won't even fit (No)
Go-got that peach body, D the size of my tits

Damn, Cees
Don't mind that I'm lit (Don't mind me)
We getting live, guess it's time that I remind them I'm him
Got the Patek on wrist, blick the side of the hip
She getting turned on safe to say we liking the drip
Ladi dadi, ladi to the dadi dee
All about my dollar, it's common sense to come outta me (True)
Exes want attention, it's obvi I'm a commodity
It's Valentine, Cees, the Dalla sign dynasty (Talk to 'em)
Stop talking I'm back and stop with the back talk
Mask off, cats out the bag and you're getting ragdolled
Give 'em a minimum dose
When I get it, and hit it and go
I be the killa
I feel like a villain
And I gotta feeling that I'm about to blow, like

Yo, puff pass
Smoking that dope, filling up the gas
Excuse me, I'm coming through
Y2K baddie, throw you bitches off roofs
Ice cream, flavour vanilla
Tropical, Manila
Il mio iPhone sempre squilla
Lui vuole la sua bimba

Aye, Dalla sign on ya headtop
Made my mark, ain't no social media where I don't pop
I'm making milli's just by posting pictures of my back
Call me a slut, you don't have to cut some slack
Trendsetter (Setter)
V is the letter (Letter)
First female rap nom, what's the matter? (What is it)
Sit down heffa, with your cheap ass sweater (Ew)
I see them holes from far away, giving home shelter (Pow)
Look, I'm not done with these hoes
Jeans too tight, got 'em shitting I'm the goat
Get a knife and cut their throats (Ah)
Shoot up the party, like we in grove (Hahaha)

Yo, puff pass
Smoking that dope, filling up the gas (Pump it up)
Excuse me, I'm coming through (Skrrt)
Y2K baddie, throw you bitches off roofs (Barr)
Ice cream, flavour vanilla
Tropical, Manila
Il mio iPhone sempre squilla
Lui vuole la sua bimba

Puff Pass (feat. Chance Connor)

Stargazing

SHESHA

Initiating Music...

Written by: 
Finn Rich 
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Production by: 
Finn Rich

Mixing/Mastering by:
Niko Rain

[VERSE 1]
Initiating Music...
The time is up,
And i'm ready to go,
Why do they keep playing this song - 
Shes missing damn every note (Like every note)

I've been to LA, Miami -
In the space of two weeks,
I'm overloading all my senses,
With these valleys and peaks...

I don't know If I need a cocktail,
Or a spot in the sun,
I didn't realize I was screaming,
I was only having fun,
We're getting friendly with the DJ,
But we have a man,
Left a voicemail on his housephone,
But he hasn't hit me back...

[CHORUS]
I get chills over me,
That nobody can see,
When you're here -
When you're gone,
My heat is all the way on...

Let them talk,
Let them fight,
Cant decide,
My design,
Sometimes I think we're living,
Just for the night,
But I get chills all the time... 

[VERSE 2]
I wanna see all there is see,
I got fresh - expensive taste,
Want the manufactured face...

Lunch in the hills,
Nose jobs in Turkey,
Dressed in Balmain,
Then jet to Paris...

(In LA)
It's got everything you want,
(In LA)
You're futures brighter than the sun,
(In LA)
You gotta push it to the limit - 
Don't take no from noone,
Weather you're layin on the beach
Or in a Lambo driver seat,
Your futures in your hand,
That's never to late to see...

[CHORUS]
I get chills over me,
That nobody can see,
When you're here -
When you're gone,
My heat is all the way on...

Let them talk,
Let them fight,
Cant decide,
My design,
Sometimes I think we're living,
Just for the night, (Just for the night)
But I get chills all the time... (All the time)

The Chills

Reloading...

Written by:
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Chance Connor
Carlos Edwards

Mixing/Mastering:
Niko Rain

[VERSE 1]
I could be your target,
I could be your prey,
If you pull the trigger,
Better aim it my way,
You got me curious...
This could be serious...
Aha-aha, Aha-aha

If you wanna party,
Don’t forget your ammo,
Step it up a notch - 
Like you’re playing with the pro’s,
Show me how bad you are...
How, how bad you are...
I'm feeling kinda bad,
While i'm eating up this track..

[CHORUS] 
I got my finger on the trigger,
And i'm gonna take the shot,
You’ll putcha hand on ur heart,
Wonder if i hit the spot -

Are you ready or not if you want to take it off,
I wanna reload, I wanna reload, with you...

[CHANCE CONNOR]
I wanna reload, I want to, want to, want to x4
I want to want to x2 

[VERSE 2] 
You could be my cowboy,
Ride me ‘round the range,
Lock me up in handcuffs,
Get a little strange...
Whenever I’m with you,
I feel so bulletproof,

We can make a movie,
We can show ‘em all,
But it’s never over,
Till we make the sequel...
I’m in the danger zone -
And now my cover’s blown
Aha-aha, (my cover's blown now boy)

[CHORUS] 
I got my finger on the trigger,
And i'm gonna take the shot,
You’ll putcha hand on ur heart,
Wonder if i hit the spot -

Are you ready or not if you want to take it off,
I wanna reload, I wanna reload, with you...

[CHANCE CONNOR]
I wanna reload, I want to, want to, want to x3
I want to want to 
I wanna reload 

[BRIDGE - CHANCE CONNOR]
When you - shoot your shot,
Know I gotta fire back to prove this ain't a prop, (It's like)
Cops and robbers, When you get caught
You're gonna want it - cuffed as I search your spot
Assert dominance, and exude confidence,
Got me filling you with compliments, (Like damn)
Feeling you - such a model, 
With your draw like a runway - when you're walking in...
I am - taking aim at you,
Wanna make a movie? Let's make the move
All the beautiful locations, I'll take you to
I guess this was fate - we were made to shoot...

[BRIDGE - PAYPAY]
you want to reload,
I'll let you reload, (baby - yeah) (oh) 

[CHORUS] 
I got my finger on the trigger,
And i'm gonna take the shot,
You’ll putcha hand on ur heart,
Wonder if i hit the spot -

Are you ready or not if you want to take it off,
I wanna reload, I wanna reload, with you...

[CHORUS] 
I got my finger on the trigger,
And i'm gonna take the shot,
You’ll putcha hand on ur heart,
Wonder if i hit the spot -

Are you ready or not if you want to take it off, (take it off) 

OUTRO

Reload (Feat. Chance Connor)

Hot (feat. MUATTY)

writing: Zoe Marie & Paris Argo
mixing & production: @niko-rain

LYRICS
[Zoe - Chorus]
I want 'em on me
You want my honesty
Touch me and watch me
But don't get too addicted baby
Picture my body
In all your daydreams
Think of me constantly
Do I grab your attention maybe?
[Zoe- Post-Chorus]
Now I'm gone
Not here for long 
So give me all
Your attention baby

[Khloe]
Got them all lining up
Up in the club, it's me they wanna fuck
The girls walk in, we do our little strut
We got some big titties and brand new butts
And we know you wanna touch, like what
[Sara]
(Like what?)
You can't stop staring
Got the heels on with the music blaring
Custom drip, yeah bitch, that's what were wearing
I know us pretty girls can be kinda daring
[Paris]
Short skirt with the lace still showing
I don't want love, I came just for hoeing
I can take your man, I just gotta phone him
If you're mad bitch, leave him alone then
[Khloe]
Do to me as you please, I know you like when I tease
Go get your car, where's the keys?
Back to your place, just one night please
[Paris]
Don't start expecting much cause I really just want your body
Don't get your hopes going up, I really just wanna party

[Zoe - Chorus]
I want 'em on me
You want my honesty
Touch me and watch me
But don't get too addicted baby
Picture my body
In all your daydreams
Think of me constantly
Do I grab your attention maybe?
[Zoe, Paris - Post-Chorus]
Now I'm gone (I'm gone)
Not here for long (For long)
So give me all
Your attention baby

Reload (Feat. Chance Connor)

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