Doja Cat
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Американская рэперша, певица, автор песен, продюсер. Стала известна благодаря песне «Mooo!» 2018 года, которая стала вирусной на YouTube и попала в списки лучших видео года. В 2018 году свет увидел её дебютный студийный альбом Amala.
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 10.09.2024 в 21:32:46 пользователем @dronperminov
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Doja Cat (2020)
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Saweetie, Doja Cat (2021)
T
Ariana Grande, Doja Cat (2020)
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The Weeknd, Doja Cat (2021)
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Lil Wayne, Doja Cat (2020)
Tyga, Doja Cat (2022)
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Tove Lo, Doja Cat (2019)
Boss Bitch
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Длительность: 02:14
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 16.03.2025 в 18:28:16 пользователем @dronperminov

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Best Friend
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Позиция у исполнителя: 2
Длительность: 02:36
Жанры: хип-хоп, поп
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 10.09.2024 в 21:31:18 пользователем @dronperminov
Текст
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she 'on't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two-three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car, she 'on't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
Beep-beep, is that my bestie in a Tessie?
Fresh blow out, skin on tan, ooh, she ready
Bitch, you look goodt, with a T at the end
I'ma hype her every time, that my motherfuckin' friend
She been down since the jellies and the Volvos
Got me steppin' out that Jeep, got Manolo's
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy
If a bitch get finicky, she gon' bring that energy (pop-pop-pop)
I hit her phone with the tea, like, "Bitch, guess what?"
All the rich ass boys wanna fuck on us
All this ass sittin' up, you can look, don't touch
In our bag, bust some bands every time we link up
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she 'on't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car, she 'on't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That my best friend, if you need a freak
I ain't dumb, but motherfucker, she my Tweedledee
If she ride for me (ride), she 'on't need a key
If you sideways, she'll straighten you if need to be
And she so bad that I just can't take that bitch nowhere
She off her fifth shot, said, "Mmm-mmm, don't go there"
Bitch, break her back, she protect and attack
Get that strap like them buckle, foot on neck, give no air
Whole world wanna be us
And my main bitch, she my day-one
On my way, bitch, let you get drunk
Let's celebrate 'cause we the baddest in the club
That my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she 'on't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car, she 'on't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
Ha, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (you know)
Uh-oh, girl, I think our booty growin' (ayy-yeah)
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (pose)
Best friend, damn, you motherfuckin' glowin' (woo-woo)
Best friend, damn, your wrist look like it's frozen (it's frozen)
Uh-oh, girl, I think our booty growin' (uh-oh)
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (hit that pose)
Best friend, you my motherfuckin' soulmate

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motive
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Длительность: 02:48
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
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Текст
Mu-mu-mu-murda
Tell me why I get this feeling
That you really wanna turn me on
Tell me why I get this feeling
That you really wanna make me yours, ah
'Cause I see you tryin', subliminally tryin'
To see if I'm gon' be the one to sing along
I admit it's exciting, parts of me kinda like it
But before I lead you on
Baby, tell me, what's your motive? (Motive)
What's your motive?
What's your motive? (Ah)
So tell me, what's your motive? (What's your motive?)
What's your motive?
What's your motive? (Ah)
I could call bullshit all from a mile away (don't say)
You want me if you can't keep comin' back for me
Might have to curve you if you just can't talk straight (just say)
Say what you mean 'cause you might get it
'Cause I see you tryin', subliminally tryin'
To see if I'm gon' be the one to sing along
I admit it's exciting, parts of me kinda like it
But before I lead you on
Tell me, what's your motive?
What's your motive?
What's your motive? (Ah)
So tell me, what's your motive?
What's your motive?
What's your motive? (Ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, ah)
You treat me like gold, baby
Now you wanna spoil me
Did you want a trophy or you wanna sport me, baby?
Want me on your neck 'cause you wanted respect
'Cause you fightin' some war, baby
Well, I had to bring the fists out, had to put a wall up
I don't trust phonies, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gotta tell me, what's your motive, baby?
'Cause you got your candy (yeah) on your arm (yeah)
No need to sugarcoat a lie (yeah)
Say what you want, I needed a real bona fide G (come on)
Can you promise me you'll bring it all tonight? (Give it to me)
'Cause I need you to be wise
Tell me everything that's on your mind, come on
Baby, tell me what's your motive? (Tell me, baby)
What's your motive? (What's your motive?)
What's your motive? (What's your motive? Ah)
So tell me, what's your motive? (Better tell me, baby)
What's your motive? (What's your motive? Better tell me, baby)
What's your motive? (Yeah, ayy, ah)

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In Your Eyes
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Длительность: 03:58
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Текст
Oh
Ooh, yeah
I just pretend
That I'm in the dark, and
I don't regret
'Cause my heart can't take a loss
I'd rather be so oblivious
I'd rather be with you
When it's said, when it's done, yeah
I don't ever wanna know
I can tell what you done, yeah
When I look at you
In your eyes
I see there's something burning inside you
Oh, inside you
In your eyes
I know it hurts to smile, but you try to
Oh, you try to
You always try to hide the pain
You always know just what to say
I always look the other way
I'm blind, I'm blind
In your eyes
You lie, but I don't let it define you
Oh, define you
I never lied
When I cried for you
And I know you cry too
(Know you cry too)
You're reading minds
Just couldn't deny you do
Always hard to say bye to you
(And I taught myself to say)
Love the way you're talkin'
Love your style, but, ooh, babe
We know that you got it from me
And it's haunting you deep
Too hard not to see it
Hate the way I feel love
Only hurts with real love
And it's taking every part of me
When you look, I could see love
One day, I'm giving you space
And the next day, you're giving me faces
And I like parties, not this place
It's comin' out of my bag for you to get wasted
I (Can't stop staring at you)
It's like I forgot that staring is rude
And that's what five shots could turn me into (Oh yeah)
But you've done most things that gentlemens do, so (Oh)
When it's said, when it's done, yeah
I would never let you know (Let you know)
I'm ashamed of what I've done, yeah
When I look at you
In your eyes (Your eyes)
I see there's something burning inside you (Inside you)
Oh, inside you (Oh, inside you)
In your eyes
I know it hurts to smile, but you try to (Try to)
Oh, you try to (I try to, babe)
You always try to hide the pain (Oh, oh)
You always know just what to say (Oh yeah)
I always look the other way
I'm blind, I'm blind
In your eyes
You lie, but I don't let it define you (Hey)
Oh, define you
Oh

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PAINT THE TOWN RED
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Длительность: 03:08
Жанры: хип-хоп, поп
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Добавлен: 10.09.2024 в 17:41:41 пользователем @alemattoni
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Shimmy
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Длительность: 02:48
Жанры: хип-хоп, поп
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 28.08.2024 в 19:18:28 пользователем @dronperminov
Текст
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
If you got a lap, I'ma sit, real pretty
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
Shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
You could drink it straight from the tap, lick the kitty-kitty
Can he catch it if I throw it back? That's a 50-50
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
She got a thick ass, ass, with fake ass titties
She like a straight ass man and gay ass women
I like a bald head cat, so shave your kitten
She leave my Tommy gun slimin' slime, my Draco drippin'
Fuckin' right, bust it open for a bustdown
Yeah, up-down, up-down, up-down
Cut down on the syrup, now I'm up now
Sike, I could hit it without putting the cup down
I'ma go brazy in there, shoot babies in there
But she ate 'em for dinner, she a baby killer
I'ma make her run laps like track (Run track)
Put my face up in her lap like a MAC, ooh
Yeah, shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
If you got a lap, I'ma sit, real pretty
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
Shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
You could drink it straight from the tap, lick the kitty-kitty
Can he catch it if I throw it back? That's a 50-50
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
Ooh, close your eyes 'cause they rollin' back
I'ma close my eyes and imagine you is Doja Cat
Make that ass clap until it do the Nolia Clap
I got on the 24 karat gold Trojan hats
Sit up on my lap, 'til we overlap
You got on the camouflage thong, got a soldier rag
If these walls could talk, I got your pussy walls talkin' back
Made you leave them Bugaboos alone like the Archan Man
Girl, yeah, make you, "Ooh, na-na-nana"
Stop whinin', this ain't Amy Winehouse
I'ma fall in it then climb out
Make you shimmy-shimmy, ya-ya-ya
Yeah, shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
If you got a lap, I'ma sit, real pretty
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
Shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
You could drink it straight from the tap, lick the kitty-kitty
Can he catch it if I throw it back? That's a 50-50
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
Make you, "Oh, na-na-nana"
Stop whinin', this ain't Amy Winehouse
I'ma fall in it, I'ma climb out
Make you shimmy-shimmy, ya-ya-ya
Yeah, shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty
If you got a lap, I'ma sit, real pretty
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty (mula baby)
Shimmy-shimmy ya, shimmy yay, c'mon, give it to me
You could drink it straight from the tap, lick the kitty-kitty
Can he catch it if I throw it back? That's a 50-50
I'ma make it clap, clap, clap, ain't no itty bitty

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Freaky Deaky
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Позиция у исполнителя: 7
Длительность: 03:35
Жанры: хип-хоп
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 16.03.2025 в 18:28:15 пользователем @dronperminov

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34+35
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Позиция у исполнителя: 8
Длительность: 03:02
Жанры: поп
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 27.09.2024 в 15:48:49 пользователем @dronperminov
Текст
Hmm
You might think I'm crazy
The way I've been cravin'
If I put it quite plainly
Just give me them babies
So, what you doing tonight?
Better say, "doin' you right" (yeah)
Watching movies, but we ain't seen a thing tonight (yeah)
I don't wanna keep you up (you up)
But show me, can you keep it up? (It up?)
'Cause then I'll have to keep you up
Shit, maybe I'ma keep you up, boy
I've been drinking coffee (I've been drinking coffee)
And I've been eating healthy (and I've been eating healthy)
You know I keep it squeaky, yeah (you know I keep it squeaky)
Saving up my energy (yeah, yeah, saving up my energy)
Can you stay up all night?
Fuck me 'til the daylight
34, 35 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you stay up all night? (All night?)
Fuck me 'til the daylight
34, 35 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can we stay up all night? Fuck a jet lag
You bring yo' fine ass and overnight bag
Add up the numbers or get behind that
Play and rewind that, listen, you'll find that
I want that six-nine without Tekashi
And I want your body, and I make it obvious
Wake up the neighbors, we got an audience
They hear the clappin', but we not applaudin' 'em (yeah, yeah)
Six o'clock and I'm crushin'
Then it get to seven o'clock, now he want it (uh)
When it hit eight o'clock, we said, "fuck it"
Forget your girl, pretend that I'm her
Come make the cat purr, come make my back hurt, ayy
Makin' that squirt and rain and shower and spray (ah)
Now that's perfect, baby, we don't sleep enough
But I'ma keep you up if you can keep it up (baby)
Can you stay up all night? (All night?)
Fuck me 'til the daylight (daylight)
34, 35 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 35, babe)
Can you stay up all night? (Can you stay?)
Fuck me 'til the daylight (can you stay?)
34, 35 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) ayy
Rock you like a baby but you know I'm 'bout to keep you up (ah)
Welcome to my channel and today I'm 'bout to teach you some' (teach you some')
I can make it pop, legs up like a Cancan (baow, baow)
Wake the neighbors up, make it sound like the band playin' (baow, baow)
Bitch, let me get cute (yeah)
He's about to come through (he about to come through)
I've been in the shower for 'bout a whole hour (yeah, yeah)
He finna act a dog in it so he get the bald kitty (yeah, yeah)
Netflix or Hulu? Baby, you choose (you choose)
I'm up like Starbucks, three pumps, ooh (pumps, ooh)
This pussy good for ya health, call it superfood (superfood)
When I'm by myself, DIY like it's YouTube (ah, ah)
Bad, bad bitch, all the boys wanna spank me (spank me)
Left him on read, girlfriend need to thank me (thank me)
Make his toes point, ballerina, no tutu
Baby, I'm the best, I don't know what the rest do (hey, hey, hey, yeah)
Dive in that water like a private island
34, 35, we can 69 it (ah)
And I been a bad girl, but this pussy on the good list (good list)
I hope you ain't tired, we ain't stoppin' 'til I finish, ah (hey, hey, yeah)
Can you stay up all night?
Fuck me 'til the daylight (yeah, yeah)
34, 35 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 34, 35)
Can you stay up all night? (Do you know what that means?)
Fuck me 'til the daylight (do you know what that means?)
34, 35 (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Means I wanna 69 with you, no shit
Math class, never was good

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Baby, I'm Jealous
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Позиция у исполнителя: 9
Длительность: 02:56
Жанры: хип-хоп, поп
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
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Текст
Baby, I'm jealous
Went from beautiful to ugly
'Cause insecurity told me you don't love me
All it takes is a girl above me
On your timeline to make me nothing
This is me, a woman in dichotomy
I love me until I don't
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the pictures that you like
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the girls with lighter eyes
Baby, I'm jealous, ooh
And I know that it ain't right
But I'm jealous, jealous (haha)
The jealous kind
I'm jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly, jelly on a plate
Sunny-side up, I got egg on my face
Waist trainer for a tinier waist
But I can't help it if I like the way food taste (taste)
This is me, a woman in dichotomy
I love me until I don't
My apologies for looking on your history
I'm trying to let it go
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the pictures that you like
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the girls with lighter eyes
Baby, I'm jealous (ooh)
And I know that it ain't right
But I'm jealous, jealous
The jealous kind
That chick, can't be that chick, baby, I'm a bad bitch
If he fiendin', he'll prolly get a catfish
Keep him dreamin' to pull up on a nap, shit
I don't even be askin' him, "Who that chick?"
Yeah-huh, who that chick? Nah
That's pitiful, that's so average, why?
Some women want men and some girls want bwahs
Tell lies until they buggin' and their pants on fire, oh
I stole your man
He got freedom to chase what he likes, I know you mad
But he ain't even worth none of your time, it's such a drag
I'm not being spiteful, but he's trash
Won't be the last to let you know, but he gon' show you
Baby, I'm jealous
Of the pictures that you like
Baby, I'm jealous, ooh
Of the girls with lighter eyes
Baby, I'm jealous, ooh (I'm jealous)
And I know that it ain't right (you lied to me)
But I'm jealous, jealous (uh-huh)
The jealous kind (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm jealous of her (yeah)
I need ya number (ba-baby, I'm-)
She doesn't love ya
Boy, let me show ya (baby, I'm jealous)
I'm jealous of her (I'm jealous, I'm jealous)
I need ya number (I'm jealous, I'm jealous, ba-baby, I'm-)
She doesn't love ya (I'm jealous, I'm jealous)
Boy, let me show ya (ba-baby, I'm jealous)

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Equally Lost
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Позиция у исполнителя: 10
Длительность: 02:15
Жанры: поп
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Добавлен: 18.08.2024 в 02:05:53 пользователем @system
Обновлён: 28.08.2024 в 19:18:29 пользователем @dronperminov
Текст
You say I'm looking lonely waiting for somebody
Waiting for somebody carefree
Hey, wanna get high with me? Uh
I see you looking at me, so I turn my charm on
Hoping you think I look awesome
Wanna feel your hands on me, yeah
'Bout to play it off my way, ooh
'Bout to play it off 'cause I want you
Wanna run away, run away for the night
N-Night, night
E-Equally lost
We got drunken hearts
And we're dancing more than enough
E-Equally lost (La-la-la, la-la-la)
But we own the night
And the hearts are wild and in love (In love)
'Cause I be so down, down, yeah
When my heart goes down, down for you
'Cause I be so down, down, yeah
When my heart goes down, down for you
Come on down with me with that rum, hun
I got you with the drinks in abundance
I ain't tryna get to know none of your loved ones
'Cause I'm a whole other bitch when I'm fucked up
Ayy, and tell me what ya want, what ya into
Ayy, and I can tell you all what ya been through
Ayy, and me no wanna sob, nah, I tend to
Ayy, just wanna get lost in your rental
E-Equally lost (Yeah, yeah)
We got drunken hearts
And we're dancing more than enough
E-Equally lost (Yeah, la-la-la, la-la-la)
But we own the night
And our hearts are wild and in love (In love)
'Cause I be so down, down, yeah
When my heart goes down, down for you
'Cause I be so down, down, yeah
When my heart goes down, down for you
Oh yeah
Okay
Ayy, okay
Ayy, okay
Ayy, okay

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