Name: Brain Candy by DJ-Pope The Pope of Sound
Duration: 2 min 26 s
Description: Hot & Dirty club banger for a Friday night

If Vampires were going out clubbing, this is the shit they be playin

Keep It In the House

Spin It Bite It

A dance house track for all my Vietnam Fans Love & Respect!
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Swipe left, swipe right,
No good boys in sight.
Chán như con gián,
Em đi tìm ai khác!
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No more drama,
No more fake love.
Tìm anh chuẩn men!
Không cần lươn lẹo.
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Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Chán quá rồi!
Đi tìm ngay!
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Anh ơi, nextttt!
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Cheap talk, no thanks,
Flex tiền ảo? Cringe!
Em thích anh chất,
Không cần phông bạt.
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No more drama,
No more fake love.
Tìm anh chuẩn men!
Không cần lươn lẹo.
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Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Chán quá rồi!
Đi tìm ngay!
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Anh ơi, nextttt!
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Lẹ lẹ lên!
Ai chuẩn men đâu?
Tay đâu, ôm em đi!
Nhanh nhanh nhanh!
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Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Chán quá rồi!
Đi tìm ngay!
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Anh ơi, NEXT!!
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Swipe left, swipe right,
left left left, left left
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right, right, right
left left left, left left
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right, right, right
No good boys
No good boys
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No more drama
No more drama
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Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Anh ơi, nextttt!
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Lẹ lẹ lên!
Ai chuẩn men đâu?
Tay đâu, ôm em đi!
Nhanh nhanh nhanh!
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Swipe left, swipe right,
left left left, left left
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right, right, right
left left left, left left
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right, right, right
No good boys
No good boys
.
No more drama
No more drama
.
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Need better bae,
Anh ơi, nextttt!
.
Lẹ lẹ lên!
Ai chuẩn men đâu?
Tay đâu, ôm em đi!
Nhanh nhanh nhanh!

Swipe Left Swipe Right

Check Me Kilt (Clan MacKenzie)

I Need to Bang Bang

She a Baddie, why you maddy, dont be saddy, she want a DJ Suga Daddy
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She don’t wait, she don’t chase
She just shows up, owns the place
Flash that smile — game erased
Tonight’s menu? Just a taste
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Walkin’ in, glass in hand
Heels like weapons, take the stand
Glow like neon, drip too right
All eyes locked — she's the fight
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No bios, no apps
She get DMs like clapbacks
Got her own, don’t need your tab
She don’t split — she run the tab
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Got those moves, she a baddie
Lookin for that sugar daddy
Shot you down, now you maddy
She not for you, now you saddy
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Gloss lips, sharp wit
Play your ego, then she split
Snap a pic, post that flash
Caption read: “U can't smash.”
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She don’t text, she manifest
Drippin’ flex, no need to guess
Hype in heels, mood’s too petty
She a 10, you just not ready
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Hands in the air when the DJ drops
She don’t pop off — she pops non-stop
Bottle in the air like she pourin’ shade
If the track ain't lit, then she won’t stay
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Got those moves, she a baddie
Lookin for that sugar daddy
Shot you down, now you maddy
She not for you, now you saddy
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She don’t even know your name,
But you saved her pic in vain.
One night — unforgettable
She out your league — alphabetical.
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Got those moves (uh), she a baddie (baddie)
Lookin for that sugar daddy (daddy)
Shot you down (boom), now you maddy (mad?)
She not for you (nah), now you saddy (aww)
She a baddie, she a baddie
Back it up and make it snappy
Don’t come weak, don’t act chatty
If you can’t vibe, she callin' a caddy
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She a baddie... baddie... baddie...
Not your baby... maybe... maybe...
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She don’t wait, she don’t chase
She just shows up, owns the place
Flash that smile — game erased
Tonight’s menu? Just a taste
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Walkin’ in, glass in hand
Heels like weapons, take the stand
No bios, no apps
She get DMs like clapbacks
Got her own, you just sad
She don’t split — you pay the tab
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Got those moves, she a baddie
Lookin for that sugar daddy
Shot you down, now you maddy
She not for you, now you saddy
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Snap a pic, post that flash
Caption read: “U can't smash.”
She don’t text, she manifest
Drippin’ flex, no need to guess
Hype in heels, mood’s too petty
She a 10, you just not ready
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Hands in the air when the DJ drops
She don’t pop off — she pops non-stop
Bottle in the air like she pourin’ shade
If the track ain't lit, then she won’t stay
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VIP no wristband needed
You can try may be completed
Got a roster, not a type
Only swipes if the vibe feel right
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Walk past — crowd part like trends
Even security try pretend
She don’t chase, she attract
And she gon’ ghost if you get too attached
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Got those moves, she a baddie
Lookin for that sugar daddy
Shot you down, now you maddy
She not for you, now you saddy
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Got that strut, she a savage
Broke your heart, that’s just baggage
Catch her once, you can’t grab it
She live rent-free, that’s her magic
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Gloss like armor, words like steel
No refund — she the real deal
Maybe one night not a date
She the type your mom would hate
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She a what? — She a baddie!
She a what? — She a baddie!
Who you callin’? — Not your addy!
Why you mad? — Too damn chatty!
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Got those moves, she a baddie
Lookin for that sugar daddy
Shot you down, now you maddy
She not for you, now you saddy
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She a vibe, she a habit
Took your night — let you have it
Try to flex? She just laughs it
Baddie mode: no need to mask it

She a Baddie

Just a great song about doing drugs with your friends and letting go.
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yo my dude, who got the stuff?
Brain needs a slight adjust
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Walked in clean, now I’m sideways bendin’
Took one bump, now I’m friendship sendin’
Texted my ex, said “you up?”
Rave Dust talkin’ — I can’t shut up
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Dancin deep in a glitter trap
Sweatin’ out trauma, vibin’ slaps
Some girl yelled “PLUR or die!”
ok, but Need my beans, need my candy”
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All these colors meltin’ fast
Took a tab, now I’m trashed
Saw Dumbledore doin silent disco—
He winked at me and said homie “Let’s go!”
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I need some rave dust
I just wanna smoke stuff
Make my brain
All Hufflepuff
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Mind so high
Mistress Molly
am I happy?
Melancholy ?
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Bassline sound like a cartoon duck
My heartbeat poundin’ “fuck fuck fuck”
Someone’s pants just caught on fire
DJ bumped it, going higher
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I’m on ten, it's a trampoline
My brain’s all wacked on dopamine
Snorted glitter, kissed a goth
got married by a guy named Moth
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Wingardium Leviosa help me up
abarakadabara I'm all fucked up
feelin muggle, pass the puff
Just saw dobby. what the fuck
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I need some rave dust (RAVE DUST)
I just wanna smoke stuff (SMOKE STUFF)
Make my brain (make my brain...)
All Hufflepuff (HUFF-el-PUFF!)
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I’m on ten, (ten ten ten ten ten)
My brain’s all wacked on dopamine (mene mene mene)
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I need some rave dust (RAVE DUST)
I just wanna smoke stuff (SMOKE STUFF)
Make my brain (make my brain...)
All Hufflepuff (HUFF-el-PUFF!)
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Wingardium Leviosa help me up
abarakadabara I'm all fucked up
feelin muggle, pass the puff
Just saw dobby. what the fuck
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Bassline sound like a cartoon duck
My heartbeat poundin’ “fuck fuck fuck”
Someone’s pants just caught on fire
DJ bumped it, going higher
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Mind so high
Mistress Molly
am I happy?
Melancholy ?
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 trippy drug repeats
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I need some rave dust (RAVE DUST)
I just wanna smoke stuff (SMOKE STUFF)
Make my brain (make my brain...)
All Hufflepuff (HUFF-el-PUFF!)
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Mind so high
Mistress Molly
am I happy?
Melancholy ?
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I need some rave dust (RAVE DUST)
I just wanna smoke stuff (SMOKE STUFF)
Make my brain (make my brain...)
All Hufflepuff (HUFF-el-PUFF!)

Rave Dust All Fucked Up

Rave Dust All F*cked Up

Just a Great song about doing stupid shit with your friends, well actually my friends Pickle (Maine's Hottest DJ) and my brother Chambo :)
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Woke up mad — not my day
Called in to work — “Fuckin-A”
Faked a cough, played it slick
Hit the group chat — “You boys in?”
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Pickle said, “Always down”
Chambo like, “I’m drivin', clowns”
Grabbed the keys, hit the streets
Three amigos, no receipts
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Bad decisions, good times
Sippin’ sunshine, losin’ minds
Laughin' loud, borderline crimes
We might be dumb, but feelin’ fine
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Bad decisions, worth it
Bad decisions, perfect
Call it lucky, call it somethin'
Drinkin’, smokin’, misbehavin’
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Hit the club, and Chambo buyin’
Hottest DJ — Maine’s Bill Lions!! (Lions Lions Lions Lions)
Tried a new dance, fell down twice
Bartender threw us a bag of ice
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Chambo messin' with a cop
Pickle sniffin’ lines nonstop
Are we were done? Not a chance
We hit the next club in fucked up pants
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Bad decisions, good times
Sippin’ sunshine, losin’ minds
Laughin' loud, borderline crimes
We might be dumb, but we feelin’ fine

Bad decisions, worth it
Bad decisions, perfect
Call it lucky, call it somethin'
Drinkin’, smokin’, misbehavin’
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Sun came up, we still goin’
Chambo drivin’, Pickle ho’in
Almost cuffed but smooth escape
Cops laughed too hard at what we say
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Bad decisions, good times
piain tomorrow but tonight I’m prime
Bruised arm, cracked phone
Bouncer didn’t like my.... tone
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Bad decisions, legendary
Bad decisions, necessary
Still alive, but banned from Denny’s
Wait 'til next time — we be ready

Drinkin' Smokin' Misbehavin'

Hot & Dirty club banger for a Friday night

Brain Candy

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The Best Me There Ever Was

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Keepin it Peace and Panic

Losing my Shit

Gen-X misfit. Chief Vibe Officer. Story Teller. Bulldog wrangler. Songwriter. Lover of music. Arguably a lyrical genius making hip-hop House magic. Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In My Lane. Focused. Flourishing. Bringing the Boom Bap. Show some love and add me to a playlist! Follow me on Bandcamp for the latest releases! https://soundpope.bandcamp.com/

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