bout to blast this at a kids party purr 👁️👄👁️💅🏼

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)

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

MIA BEYERN - CATCH ME IF U CAN!

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY @NIKO-RAIN

WRITTEN BY MIA BEYERN, SAINT NOELLE @sainty2k

[LYRICS]

CAN'T ANSWER THE PHONE RIGHT NOW,

IM KINDA BUSY

GOT ME RUSHING AROUND, OH BOY

YOU MAKE ME DIZZY

I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT I WANT, NO

BUT BOY, CAN WE, MAKE A

PIT STOP. QUICK REPAIR. OH BOY

WIND RUNNING THROUGH MY HAIR NOW

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

GOING FAST, WERE GOING FAST

AND I DON'T WANNA STOP NO MORE

ADRENALINE RIGHT TO MY CORE,

BLOOD PUMPING HEART ON THE FLOOR

OVERTAKE ME BABY,

HANDS ON THE WHEEL AND YOUR,

FOOT ON THE GAS OH,

IM UNSURPASSED

OH THE,

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE,

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

GOING SO FAST I WONT SLOW DOWN , OVERLAPPING

THIS TRACK NOS ON DEMAND, ENGINE

REVVING, IM READY (REVVING, READY)

LET'S KEEP MY HANDS STEADY (LET'S KEEP IT STEADY)

3 2 1 LETS LIGHT IT UP

I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT THESE RED LIGHTS WASTING MY TIME,

BOY YOU'RE STOPPING ME FROM CROSSING THE FINISH LINE

M P H , I AINT SLOWING DOWN

FEEL MY RAGE, I AINT BACKING OUT

BOY DONT YOU KNOW THAT I AINT MESSING WITH YOU

THESE COPS ARE ON MY CASE, NOW SIMMER DOWN

QUICK PREFACE: I DONT MESS AROUND

ILL GIVE YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO PROVE YOURSELF TO ME WHEN THE LIGHTS TURN GREEN

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST COAST SANDY TO PALETO

IM YOUR COMPETITION WRAP IT UP YOU KNOW IM WINNING NOW,

BOOSTER,

SMOKE

A LITTLE,

CAUGHT UP (DO YOU KNOW)

YOU'RE THE KEY, TO MY IGNITION BOY

FEEDING, MY AMBITION NO,

I MIGHT FUCK AROUND AND SAY BABY,

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LETS SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

OH WOAH, OH WOAH, OH WOAH .

CATCH ME IF U CAN! (PROD. NIKO RAIN)

Lyrics: Saint Noelle & @naomi_scott
Prod: Angus Gray
Mix & Master: @niko-rain

Lyrics:
I know when our hearts are pacing
Skin to skin on the grass
I know you want it bad
So I brought it all
Always give in to temptation
Part of me is kinda glad
I know you want it bad

Listen to the the angels
They sing for tonight
Nah ooh
All tonight
Nah ooh

So you'll know it when I've hit you with my venom
In our psychoactive symbiotic heaven
I swear it, I'll make you feel like an eleven
The apple in our paradise

Eyes bloodshot, paint it like a scene
So close I play this on repeat
Live for the ride
Substances, I know you ain't good for me
(No, I know you ain't good)
The apple in our paradise

Knew when I first met you
I see it in your eyes
I know that you cant help it
You went and took a bite
Got me running through your veins boy
I know I get you high
Will you stay by my side

And when the night creeps around
I'm onto you baby
Come and lay in the garden
It's only me and you

So you'll know it when I've hit you with my venom
In our psychoactive symbiotic heaven
I swear it, I'll make you feel like an eleven
The apple in our paradise

Eyes bloodshot, paint it like a scene
So close I play this on repeat
Live for the ride
Substances, I know you ain't good for me
(Say no, no)
The apple in our paradise

If you know that I'll go then why do this baby?
I'm here all alone can you come and save me
All the pain dissipates I cant feel it lately
Boy the voices control me it drives me crazy

So you'll know it when I've hit you with my venom
In our psychoactive symbiotic heaven
I swear it, I'll make you feel like an eleven
The apple in our paradise

Eyes bloodshot, paint it like a scene
So close I play this on repeat
Live for the ride
Substances, I know you ain't good for me
(Just take a bite of)
The apple in our paradise

APPLE (Ft. Naomi Scott)

written + mixed + performed by mia beyern 

LYRICS: 

I don't have much more to say to you tonight 

Except that I like to deny 

How you make me feel inside 

I'm not addicted to love 

Just want somebody to trust 

How can I go on alone?
 

Talking bout who I see now? 

You must be keen, oh 

To have me lie with you only 

Talking bout who I see now?

You're kinda late oh, 

Am I letting you down? 

I can't stop staring at these mirrors in the dark 

Just give me one day and i'll tear me and you apart 


And I won;t forgive you 

But I'd give it all to meet you

One last time I swear, I'll be there 


Got a lot of mementos 

of us rotting in my house 

wish i never read those texts 

never had to teach a man 

what's right what's wrong

don't turn left at red 

call on me if you fall 

I'll take it all off of your shoulders  

I'm getting older 

winters turned colder 

nights they grow longer 

but I don't care

I got you right where I wanted 




Talking bout who I see now 

You must be keen, oh 

To have me lie with you only 

Talking bout who I see now

You're kinda late oh, 

Am I letting you down 

I can't stop staring at these mirrors in the dark 

Just give me one day and i'll tear me and you apart

OBSESSION

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)

Bricked Up (feat. Don Dolph)

DRIVE (feat. Sparky Kane)

Cover of April's Fool by April Fooze for the Wu-Chang Masquerade Event.

Lyrics: 
Bitch let's go
Time to show em how I roll
If you ain't drippin dollah's
Well then bro you gotta go
All these men out here sayin
"Naomi - she's f*cking cold"
But I'm just tryna build a Sugar Empire out of gold

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Rose bouquets, LFA's
Got a new daddy every day
Hunt em down easy like my prey
What can I say they want a taste
I'm good looking
I can tell your crushing
By the way that your blushing
Beware - I ain't down for cuffing
How's your account be lookin?
Cause this lovin it costs somethin
Don't let me catch you bluffing
Cause then you are good-for-nothing
Double hearts on my face
Corset - expensive lace
But let's get one thing straight
True love hidden behind some gates
Don't try it, not a bait
Bein baller is my fate
Drop your deposit late and I'm gon' leave without a trace

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Check it (c'mon now)
Only a fool would mess with me
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me

What?
There's nothin wrong
With wantin some
You're just a pawn
This isn't some love song

Don't hold your breath bitch
See ya lookin
It's not yo man I'm f*ckin
You're lookin for confession
All you're getting is a whoopin
Yuh, my profession
Its money that im stressin
The boys ain't gettin nothing
But the pictures that im blessin

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Only a fool would mess with me
(Naomi Scott yeah I'm a fuckin thot)
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
(I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top)
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me
(Cause if you even try it you gon' be Naomi's Fool)

Naomi's Fool - Naomi Scott (April Fooze Cover)

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.

STBU (feat. Lana Valentine)

Valentine Dalla

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