ramridddlz - bodmon
sweet and spicy too
sweet and spicy too
emotional shawtys in this bitch
i dive inside her ocean
the way im living people say i need jesus
and i hope it hurts to see me with someone else
de tu amor no exijo nada solo quiero ser tu dueño. y mi amor, que en busca de ella va, no importa ni el dolor que ayer me hizo llorar. yo sé que al ventanal mañana asomará su cara angelical
y si tú sigues convencida que lloro por ti, deja de estar de presumida, no eres para mí
pasé hasta noches enteras bailando sin ti, ya no me duele tanto que tú no estés aquí
DON'T LOOK DON'T TOUCH THERE'S NOTHIN' ELSE TO DISCUSS I'M COOKED YOU'RE A BUST THERE'S NOTHIN' LEFT BUT DISCUSS AND I DONT HAVE TO SAY WHAT YOU ALREADY KNOW IT'S NOT MY PLACE DON'T TAKE IT PERSONAL IT GROWS AND GROWS WITH AS SMELL JUST LIKE BURNT TOAST AND IT STICKS TO MY CLOTHES LIKE A WEEK OLD DEAD ROTTEN ROSE AND I DONT HAVE TO SAY WHAT YOU ALREADY KNOW IT'S NOT MY PLACE DON'T TAKE IT PERSONAL I DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT YOU WONDER WHAT YOU'RE UP TO NO I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND THERE'S NO TIME TO THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO NO I DON'T REALLY EVER THINK ABOUT U THERE'S NO PLACE FOR FACE TO FACE AND THERE'S NO ESCAPE GET OUT OF MY WAY I'M ASHAMED THERE'S NOTHIN LEFT TO EXPLAIN I DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT YOU WONDER WHAT YOU'RE UP TO NO I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND I DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT U I DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT U I SAID... I DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT YOU WONDER WHAT YOU'RE UP TO NO I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND THERE'S NO TIME TO THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO IT'S NOT MY PROBLEM NOBODY CAN TRUST YOU I SWEAR TO GOD THAT I NEVER EVEN LOVED YOU NO MATTER WHAT YOU THINK I CAN SAY IT BUT ITS NOT TRUE DON'T GET TOO CLOSE, I DON'T EVEN WANNA TOUCH YOU NO I DON'T THINK YOU COMPREHEND IF YOU FEEL THE HATE ON MY TONGUE WHEN I SPIT I HOPE IT CUTS THROUGH THERE'S NOTHING IN THE WORLD THAT I WANT MORE THAN TO HURT YOU I ONLY WANNA KNOW JUST HOW DEEP IT PENETRATES YOU NO I DON'T HAVE TO GIVE YOU A REASON CAUSE I JUST DO GO BACK HOME CAUSE YOUR WAY OUT PAST YOUR CURFEW YEA, YOU GOT THE GOODS BUT THERE'S NO ONE LEFT TO SELL TO OH, NOW THAT IM GONE, YEA, YOU SAY YOU WANNA CUT LOOSE BUT I DON'T CARE I DON'T EVEN WANNA FUCK YOU AGAIN AGAIN FUCK YOU AGAIN I DON'T EVEN WANNA FUCK YOU AGAIN I DON'T EVEN WANNA FUCK YOU AGAIN
y yo me veo tan SÚ-CULENTA
ando bien rabioso que saco espuma
dice que me ama, pero sé que miente
soy su mami, soy su papi
i gave you my heart and it still aint enough
i thought i had the right one the last time around but i think i love em all
my mind is blossoming lately
it's your fault for loving me. you put your trust in me and i didnt ask. i didnt ask
song is meant to be felt, not heard.
an apology letter. heavy with regrets, slipping into vices but still wishing for forgiveness.
for those who choose work over shortcuts, pure grind mindset
tension between hope and distrust. between someone wanting to help and the subject drifting into danger.. or slipping away. between longing and fear.
YG lays bare an experience that too many boys go through but rarely talk about — being sexually abused and carrying that silence. there's so much stigma around male survivors that it often gets dismissed, ignored, or even joked about. hearing someone like YG, who's always been unapologetically raw, open up about it adds weight. it's not easy to admit to trauma when the world tells men to “man up.” i've always loved YG, but this made me respect him on another level
play this and you'll know real quick if ur homegirl or that new person is actually over their ex
i could loop this all day 🎶
full of butterflies, bashful admissions, and heart-led bravery.
phone on dnd
not the official, just the one he cant quit. sierreño de la costa oeste requinto brillante + bajo suave. perfecto para salirnos de la fiesta
cachirula owns my brain chemistry. certified menace to my self control. loojan is my problem. the hook guy. the holy trinity of perreo. santa cachirula. mexican reggaetón supremacy
whip cracks, “tra tra,” and malilla being dangerously hot. im feral.
houston vibe, corazón tranquilo. si no suma, se va
don't know how they don't see im jus tryna chill
the best rapper of all time to me. gucci mane. i'm boutta get 1017 tattooed.