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The official audio for Gunna's "Top Off" from his project 'Drip Season 3' - Out Now! Buy Drip Season 3: (http•••) iTunes: (http•••) Spotify: (http•••) Stream 'DS4EVER' on all platforms: (http•••) Subscribe: (http•••) Text me: +••.••(...) Follow Gunna: (http•••) IG: (http•••) TW: (http•••) FB: (http•••) SC: (http•••) LYRICS Yeah, my n***a, we We really poppin' this shit for real, n***a, yeah No cap (Boy) No rap cap (Yeah) I took the top off (Yeah) I'm dripping like hot sauce (I'm dripping like hot sauce) I got drank and it's clean raw (Yeah, it's clean raw) Baby give me that mean mouth (That mean mouth) Hit that p***y like golf ball (Like golf ball) I can do this without y'all (Without y'all) Call the Locs, I go loco (I go loco) I go back to the traphouse (To the traphouse) Break the bricks and the bales down (The bales down) Cashing in and I cash out (I cash out) Turn that shit to a stash house (To a stash house) I ain't taking no handouts (No handouts) Money calling, I'm en route (I'm en route) F*ck them n***as, they bend down (They bend down) Blow a bag when I'm in town (I'm in town) They say, "Gunna, you the best" (Gunna, you the best) I done went and got a check (Went and got a check) I'm about to flex (Yeah, flex) It's an Audemars Piguet (Audemars Piguet) Rocking diamonds, I'm wet (Yeah, I'm wet) I got water 'round my neck (Water 'round my neck) I done start to worry less (Nah, I don't worry) Went and bought my bitch a Lexus (Yeah, yeah), Hi-Tech my fresh (Yeah, fresh) N***as sending me threats (Sending me threats) I done bought another vest (Bought another vest) I'm protecting my flesh (Yeah, protecting) N***a, pardon my back (Pardon my back) Fendi fur on my hat (Fur, fur) I don't hang wit' no rats (Yeah, I don't hang) I could never get attached (Nah) Got Chanel, I can see now I got back on my feet now I can take care my team now I'ma hold my whole team down (Team down) N***as hate, I don't see how Made it out of the damn south (Damn south) And I don't even know how (Know how) 'Bout to pull me a Benz out (Benz out) I took the top off (Yeah) I'm dripping like hot sauce (I'm dripping like hot sauce) I got drank and it's clean raw (Yeah, it's clean raw) Baby give me that mean mouth (That mean mouth) Hit that p***y like golf ball (Like golf ball) I can do this without y'all (Without y'all) Call the Locs, I go loco (I go loco) I go back to the traphouse (To the traphouse) Break the bricks and the bales down (The bales down) Cashing in and I cash out (I cash out) Turn that sh*t to a stash house (To a stash house) I ain't taking no handouts (No handouts) Money calling, I'm en route (I'm en route) F*ck them n***as, they bend down (They bend down) Blow a bag when I'm in town (I'm in town) Yeah, I drip when I'm in town I'm just tryna stay in bounds (In bounds) Ain't no milk I'm a cash cow (Cash cow) Gunna came with his own sound (His own sound) You ain't stealing his flow now (No) Blowin' smoke and it's so loud (It's so loud) I been bringing these hoes out (These hoes out) Gunna get in his zone now (Zone now) Eat the greens, salad (Yeah), yeah, n***a still rappin' (Rappin') Racks got me relaxin' (Relaxin') Bought me a gold Patek (Gold Patek) Yeah, I'm fly and I'm flashy (I'm flashy) Yeah, n***a we havin' (Havin') Tell me your profession (What's your profession?) We gang banging active (Gang banging active) YSL legends Got Chanel, I can see now I got back on my feet now I can take care my team now I'ma hold my whole team down (Team down) N***as hate, I don't see how Made it out of the damn south (Damn south) And I don't even know how (Know how) 'Bout to pull me a Benz out (Benz out) I took the top off (Yeah) I'm dripping like hot sauce (I'm dripping like hot sauce) I got drank and it's clean raw (Yeah, it's clean raw) Baby give me that mean mouth (That mean mouth) Hit that p***y like golf ball (Like golf ball) I can do this without y'all (Without y'all) Call the Locs, I go loco (I go loco) I go back to the traphouse (To the traphouse) Break the bricks and the bales down (The bales down) Cashing in and I cash out (I cash out) Turn that sh*t to a stash house (To a stash house) I ain't taking no handouts (No handouts) Money calling, I'm en route (I'm en route) F*ck them n***as, they bend down (They bend down) Blow a bag when I'm in town (I'm in town) Yeah #Gunna #TopOff #DripSeason3 #WUNNA #DS4EVER #TikTok
Mediaeval Baebes Bales Wye Wille Glade Brade Ware Winne 2005
Pearl + Return of the Birds [Pearl] The dubberment dere of down and dales Of wode and water and wlonk plaines Bilde in me bliss, abated my bales Forbidden my stress, destroyed my paines Down after a strem that drightly hales I bowed in bliss, bredful my branes The firre I folwed those floty vales The more strength of joye myn herte straines As fortune fares theras ho fraines Whether solace ho sende other elles sore The wye to wham hir wille ho waines Hittes to have ay more and more More of wele was in that wise Than I couth telle thagh I tom hade For erthly herte might not suffise To the tenthe dole of tho gladness glade For thy I thoght that paradise Was there other gain tho bonkes brade I hoped the water were a devise Between mirthes by meres made Beyonde the brook, by slent other slade I hoped that mote inerked wore Bot the water was depe, I dorst not wade And ever me longed ay more and more More and more and yet well mare Me liste to see the brook beyonde For if hit was fair there I can fare Well loveloker was the firre londe Aboute me con I stote and stare To finde a forth faste con I fonde Bot wothes mo ywis there ware The firre I stalled by the stronde And ever me thoght I shokle not wonde For wo there weles so winne wore Thenne newe note me com on honed That meved my minde more and more / [Modern English Translation thanks to PaganLyle] The rich splendour of the downs and dales The woods, the rivers and the fertile fields Baised within me, joy and on to my sorrows They dispelled my grief and destroyed my pain I followed the fast flowing stream My mind overflowing with exultation And the deeper I went into those watery gorges The more my heart pounded with The strength of overwhelming joy For as fortune tends, whatever she sends To repay first circumstance in dividends Yet moreover and more Given all the time in the world I could not explain all the delight I found there A human heart has not room enough To feel even a tenth of those joyous pleasures Therefore I thought that paradise Was only on the broad bank opposite And I thought the water was only a diversion Between two pleasure gardens made my waters I suppose the celestial city lay Across the brook on the other side of the sloping valley But the water was deep and I dared not wade over Although I longed to get across yet moreover and more More and more and yet moreover I yearned to see beyond the brook For though it was beautiful where I walked The other side was lovlier by far I stopped and sought for a safe place to cross But the further I looked the more dangers I found I knew I should not hesitate Because of any difficulty Where joys were so intensely delightful Then something new came to my judgement And the wonder in my mind grew Yet moreover and more / / [Return of the Birds, Mirabilis (2005)] Laetabundus rediit avium concentus, ver iocundum prodiit, gaudeat iuventus, nova ferens gaudia; modo vernant omnia, Phoebus serenatur, redolens temperiem, novo flore faciem Flora renovatur. Aestivant nunc Dryades, colle sub umbroso prodeunt Oreades, coetu glorioso, Satyrorum concio psallit cum tripudio Tempe per amoena, his alludens concinit, cum iocundi meminit veris, philomena. Applaudamus igitur rerum novitati. felix qui diligitur voti compos grati, dono laetus Veneris, cuius ara teneris floribus ordorat. miser e contrario qui sublato brabio sine spe laborat / [ENGLISH TRANSLATION] The wandering birdsong choir is returning joyfully home spring makes her gleeful entrance all that is young rejoices at the fresh delight she brings all at once all is green sunny Phoebus smiles serenely the air smells sweet and temperate the landscape blooms anew Flora's been restored to life. Now the Dryads can spend summer cavorting in the shade where the Oreads show themselves all greeting each other splendidly a string band of Satyrs zithers away, hooves stomping delighted, the Tempe valley joins in with the festivities alight with newly-remembered joy it's all true, nightingale. Let's show our appreciation, then at the newness of all things happy be he who is chosen his wish will be graciously granted offer joyful thanks to Venus let her altar be bedecked most reverently with flowers wretched be he, however, who deems himself above such things for he will certainly strive in vain
Plum Tchaikovsky Bales Bartlett Olsen Kenai Peninsula Orchestra 2020
Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy From the Nutcracker Suite by P. I. Tchaikovsky Arranged for String Quartet by Kenneth Abeling Musicians: Wendy Bales (flute), Heather Callum (flute), Virginia Cuffe (alto flute), Mi’shell French (bass flute) Excerpts from the Nutcracker Suite, recorded by members of the Kenai Peninsula Orchestra in 2020, in partnership with Homer Nutcracker Productions. Musical Direction by Kent Peterson, Orchestra Production by Scott Bartlett. Orchestra Manager and Librarian: Jane Parrish. Sound Engineering by Scott Bartlett. Videography by Bjorn Olsen. Please follow the Kenai Peninsula Orchestra on facebook and at kpoalaska.com. This program is supported, in part, by a grant from the Alaska State Council on the Arts, the National Endowment for the Arts, and the Rasmuson Foundation
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