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DJ Diamond Music: Rays of the Sun, amazingly remixed by my good friend Bhuna Solo-Artist. Bhuna's social media: www.youtube.com/channel/UCrRQr8bcuN1cLQMNXe7SCaQ www.instagram.com/bhuna42 twitter.com/Bhuna7 Please share, like and subscribe. Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/dj_diamond_... Soundtrap: https://www.soundtrap.com/djdiamondmusic Art is my own and Bhuna Solo-Artist's. Music created with Soundtrap's Loops and Logic Pro X.

No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Nicki Minaj -----LYRICS----- [Intro] Bust down, Barbiana, bust down, Barbiana Bust down and pick that shit up Bust down and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up [Verse] Uh, ayyo, I been a bad bitch, Cockiana (Cockiana) And I'm still winnin', Pacquiana (Pacquiana) Percocets, popiana, killin' everybody beat Thank you next, Ariana (Ariana) You gon' have to give me topiana (Topiana) If you tryna get some sloppiana (Sloppiana) I call my opps Oppiana (Oppiana) Then shut down Yves Saint, Lauriana (Lauriana) I don't want you on my page, blockiana (Blockiana) Flow tailor made, like Teyana (Like Teyana) They copyin' my style, copiana Roger that, over copiana Benihana to Katana, bitch, I been a Donna He screamin' "My government," O-Onika Tanya You look like Nicki now, still you tacky-ana To keep it 100, bitch you wackkana In the hood like Kiana, or a Tatiana Immigrant from Trinidad, rep Americana I'm 'bout to shut it down at Met Galiana You peanut head bitches is always jellyana I'm 'bout to get a ring in my bellyana Tattoo my man name, then give him some backiana (Backiana) 85, comma, plus three zeroes (Three zeros) Plus another comma plus three zeros (Three zeros) Then add a dot (Dot) Bop a dot dot, bop a dot dot doh Been at the top Before this song came out, bitch you been a thot (Been a thot) [Chorus] Bust down, Barbiana, bust down, Barbiana (Barbiana) Then back that shit up (That shit up) On the gang, then back that shit up (That shit up) On the mags, then back that shit up (That shit up) Bust down, Barbiana, bust down (Bust down) Then pick that shit up (That shit up) On the gang, Barbiana (Barbiana) Bust down, bust down, Barbiana (Barbiana) [Outro] Uh Bust down and pick that shit up Bust down and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up Bust it open and pick that shit up

No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Nicki Minaj. -----Lyrics----- [Intro] Patty, I see you too This what y'all be wanting? This what they waiting for? Okay, haha, rhrrr [Verse] Neck tat’ say “Onika” I got more slaps than Aretha When you lose the Queen, niggas friendly, dog It was just back to back like Wembley, dog Now you all the way back up in the Bentley, dog I turn lemons into lemonade simply, dog Old boy and my brother tried to end me, dog I heard they looking for the old me A couple of you niggas still owe me You asked for the GOAT so they sent me, sleaze Tryna lay low, don't tempt me, sleaze Thirty in the clip will be emptied, sleaze You bitches still my sons, learn your As and Bs Leave the hate train in the station please I was in the court, no Jays and Beys Made her change her mind in the judge chamber, sleeze The MAC's on the line, I ain't talking 'bout the PC I'm the biggest fish in the pan, I'll do you greasy All he gotta do is call, I'm in my T-shirt and my drawers Face down, ass up, I'm already on all fours Suck his dick through his shorts Then I ride him like a whore I mean a horse, I'm a boss Yeah, I got the juice and I'm takin' him on a tour Imitating Nicki while your ghostwriter dissin' me Leave for two weeks, I got all of my babies missin' me Never goin' far, never not gon' ball And I keep my niggas bustin' like a draco He always come back, Big Draco Still going bad on you stank hoes [Outro] Uh O-kaaaaaay They wanted the old Nicki They wanted the old Onika, so I had to, uh, get back in my bag I might drop a freestyle every, um, week till the thing-thing they come The label hit me said they want the fifth thing-thing, I got in the studio, I did the fifth thing-thing And then they say "You know, it's time to drop your single" I said "Noooo" You know radio already tried to blackball a bitch It's all good cuz when you a legend, when you legendary You shine no matter what They get compared to me no matter what They asked for the GOAT so I came through, bitch But look, on some real shit, I'm 'bout to go on tour with, um, Juice WRLD In Europe, shout-out to my fans in Europe Uhm, I'm fucking three to four times a day, I'm feeling real good I'm rehearsing for the tour You know I'm sayin', pussy feelin' real good right now Pussy like bald, like really bald right now Like, because, I just be really keepin' that shit so bald and so That shit be so wet so, oh my, you know what? Ayo, shout-out to my bad bitches, though All my bad bitches know All my bad bitches know what good I got you though South side Jamaica Queens South side Jamaica Queens, nigga Heavy you on it, sleeze But you know what? Whenever I do something they say I'm the angry black woman I'm just playing around and having some fun Zam Zaddy, ahhhh

No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Mabel. -----LYRICS----- [Intro: Burna Boy (Don-E) (Kojo Funds)] They call me Burna...Boy E-E-E-Eee Yeah Yeah-yeah, yow-yow Mabel...ah [Verse 1: Kojo Funds] Mama, don't run away You know I got it, I know you want it I'm a phone call away You know you're on my mind I know that you wanna stay Let me take you to space I can smell you from miles away Wanna see you in lingerie Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You've got it, I want it When I'm willing to put my all in Wanna see you in the mornings It should be me that you're callin' You've got it, I want it When I'm willing to put my all in Wanna see you in the mornings It should be me that you're callin' [Chorus: Mabel] Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers It's finders keepers It's finders keepers It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers [Post-Chorus: Mabel] I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want, cause I got you [Verse 2: Burna Boy] And mi say, gimme your number, make I holler You look so good, and you make me wonder Whether you come from Africa Or you're some type of Americana Me ago follow you go any corner Just as long as you don't gimme no drama And if you want I'll put you on my bed please know, lady oh One time make me start it Take off your YSL glasses Me see you whining at the party, me know you want me My eyes pon your body, come put it pon' me Man a one call away anytime you're lonely Love you one time you will always love me And I don't wanna wait too long For you to come over and... [Chorus: Mabel] Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers It's finders keepers It's finders keepers It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers [Post-Chorus: Mabel] I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want, cause I got you [Verse 3 Don-E ] Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh All these finders keepers The way you look got me speechless Let me take a deep breath I like the way you roll up wearing nothing but your t-shirt on Girl, you look better with no makeup on Girl, you're a diamond, forever shinin' Spend a likkle time on a liquor island Have a couple drinks, catch a likkle whinin' Girl, you know I'm the one for you Girl, let me show you what a man can do Girl, let me just put my hands on you Girl, don't be scared, I'll take good care I'll take you there if you want me to Girl, you got me wanting all of this I want a girl that can hug and kiss and have my kids Girl, you're fitting that descript I like the way you moving up your hips Make me wanna come and just... [Chorus: Mabel] Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers Put your arms all around it Take it now that you've found it It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers It's finders keepers It's finders keepers It don't need to be no deeper It's finders keepers [Post-Chorus: Mabel] I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want If you trust me then trust me I got what you want, cause I got you [Outro: Mabel] It's you and me, you and me So put your arms all around it Around it, around it, around it

No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Nicki Minaj ------LYRICS------ I just got ten million bucks for shit that I ain't even do yet You spent your money but I ain't say I was your boo yet You got your feelings hurt, I ain't really mean to do that I'm just a bad bitch I'm sorry I put you through that I'm from New York where we'll never say "Good morning" Rippin' the block and he ain't come on till the morning I always prayed to have a building with a doorman Now I'm so busy I gotta turn down these endorsements Now I'm flaunting everything that I wanted Remember a time when I couldn't even afford it Now I'm in stores I get everything that fits me Chanel minc slides and shades so they don't know it's me [Chorus] Drip too hard, got his dick too hard He gon' fuck around and drown off this wave Pretty little toes stunting on these hoes Buy another bag soon as I get paid Bad little vibe, keep up out my sight Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade Do it all the time, still I'm in my prime Couple new blessings every time we pray [Verse 2] Uh, I'm still the same bitch from the city of the potholes She say "oh, I got those", I said "No, it's not those" I don't fuck with birds but you bitches on my cock though If I want some chicken and waffles I go to Roscoe's Cooler than the winter but I heat up like the summer Fuckin' with my baby I'm a gunna When I say baby I ain't talkin' bout Stunna I'm talking 'bout lil like Weezy on the come-up [Chorus] Drip too hard, got his dick too hard He gon' fuck around and drown off this wave Pretty little toes stunting on these hoes Buy another bag soon as I get paid Bad little vibe, keep up out my sight Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade Do it all the time, still I'm in my prime Couple new blessings every time we pray Drip too hard, got his dick too hard He gon' fuck around and drown Pretty little toes stunting on these hoes Buy another bag Bad little vibe, keep up out my sight Case a dirty bitch gotta catch this fade Do it all the time, still I'm in my prime Couple new blessings every time we pray [Outro] Couple new blessings every time we pray Every time we pray Couple new blessings every time we pray

No copyright infringement intended. For entertainment purposes only. All rights belong to Mabel, Yungen, and Avelino. -----LYRICS----- [Intro: Yungen] Young Mabes Yungen One shot Look [Verse 1: Yungen] If it's one shot, I'm Harry Kane on a pen You can't risk and miss when you're tryna get a ten Rich for your love, how much time I gotta spend? I ain't tryna marry you to end up just a friend (No way) No, I know you boujee, I like it My type, you a 5"5 or 5"6 No old tings, no side chicks You know the good girls are always sidekick Woah, Sambuca or Tequila Teenage fever, I put it on my visa (yeah) I'm not used to this procedure I take more shots before I find the right keeper [Chorus: Mabel] So I'ma make one stop for you, for you And you only got one shot, don't ignore, yeah 'Cause I'm so choosy, choosy, yeah, yeah Mans say I'm too bougie, bougie, yeah, yeah So I'ma give you one shot, go ahead, pour it [Post-Chorus: Mabel] And you only got one shot Gotta give me all you got So I'ma make a little time for you But babe you only got one shot, one shot [Verse 2: Mabel] So many shots fired You still alive (mm) I got an attitude problem and I'm looking for the right kind of guy (mm) Act right when you get me alone If it gets tight, then I'm going home (yeah) So how far are you willing to go? 'Cause after one shot, I know you'll be coming back Small talk, can I get a little less of that? Don't play, I ain't got time for that I ain't got time for that No, no, no [Chorus: Mabel] So I'ma make one stop for you, for you And you only got one shot, don't ignore, yeah 'Cause I'm so choosy, choosy, yeah, yeah Mans say I'm too bougie, bougie, yeah, yeah So I'ma give you one shot, go ahead, pour it [Post-Chorus: Mabel] And you only got one shot Gotta give me all you got So I'ma make a little time for you But babe you only got one shot, one shot [Verse 3: Avelino] Mabel One shot, two shot, three shot, four We should make a toast, I don't drink anymore Five, six, seven, eight times I'll try We ain't going out, but I'll pull up outside They don't really know me, they just know my name Make you know when I'm on my way And I pick yours, I know my place But when you gonna let me in (yeah) Let's fly, keeper's gonna let fly Make time for me, I don't wanna take time I ain't trippin' only trippin' when I'm on tour All I need is one shot, not more [Chorus: Mabel] So I'ma make one stop for you, for you And you only got one shot, don't ignore, yeah 'Cause I'm so choosy, choosy, yeah, yeah Mans say I'm too bougie, bougie, yeah, yeah So I'ma give you one shot, go ahead, pour it [Post-Chorus: Mabel] And you only got one shot Better give me all you got So I'ma make a little time for you But babe you only got one shot, one shot [Outro: Avelino & Yungen] Uh V Young Mabes Yungen

My first remix XDDD