On the eve of an emergency meeting on the issue of limiting fuel consumption by 15%, EU ambassadors tried to reach a compromise, but those states that are less dependent on Russian gas object to the EC proposal EU countries still cannot agree about reducing gas consumption by 15%, AP reported, citing an unnamed diplomatic
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AP: The West is discussing the lifting of sanctions on Russian businessmen in exchange for assistance to Ukraine The head of the Canadian Ministry of Finance, after conversations with “Russian oligarchs”, suggested that the G7 countries lift sanctions from them in exchange for transferring money for the restoration of Ukraine, AP reports. Western countries are
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content-header__row content-header__hed”>CDC Replaces In-Depth Reopening Report With 6 Pages of Trump-Friendly GraphicsThe document released by the CDC is an edited version of more detailed guidance initially buried by the administration. By Charlotte Klein May 15, 2020 Facebook Twitter Email U.S. President Donald Trump reads during a meeting in the Cabinet Room of the White House
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[Intro] Look at my bust down AP, AP [Chorus] Diamonds on my wrist, bust down 나의 왼손 장난 안 쳐 난, drip이 흘러, 마치 계곡 I got hella guap, 그런데도 벌어 계속 내 손목을 보면 새끼들은 우울해져 Look at my bust down AP Look at my bust down AP Look at my bust down AP Get money, no stress,
[Hook: Blacc Zacc] I came from rags to riches I make the bed tremendous I got a Jag it’s tinted You got a Benz, rented I know my dab expensive Smokin’ on dabs and spliffs I took your bitch to Venice I cook the dope like Bennie I’m on some [?], no Remy I get
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[Intro] Yeah [Chorus] I’m from the Bronx, not Benny I swear I don’t even know why I did it AP cost a hunnid and fifty I be feeling like I’m drowning with it (Drowning with it) (He be trying to ride the wave You should be afraid that you don’t drown in it I be feeling like the king
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[Intro] (Palaze, what you cookin’?) Girl, I’m tryna get over you (José, you done flex) So I gotta let you go [Pre-Chorus] Ayy, you can f**k me in Atlanta So all the neighbors know my name, baby, chill out Or maybe we can f**k in Miami Where all them fine ass bitches I don’t care ’bout I see your
[Intro: Yak Gotti & Juice WRLD] Yeah (Slatt) (Yak Gotti) I ain’t never goin’ back and forth with this shit Slatt life Southside on the track [Verse 1] I got the stick in the coat Wipin’ you, wipin’ your nose I got the game in the yo Let that boy slide when we, uh (Slime) I got the stick
Play this song [Intro] Damn, damn, damn, damn I told her I need that sexual healing I don’t want no nothing oh- Ya dig, triple 9 on my wrist With the AP tint [Chorus] I told her I need sexual healing (Ya dig?) 20 years old ran up the millions (Ya dig?) 20 years old havin’ oxycodone nasal drip
Play this song [Intro] That D.T.B., shout You inspired this And I got you, pinky promise (So, yeah) [Chorus] If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh?) Starin’ at you, daydreamin’ ’bout hittin’ it from the back (Uh, uh) Ain’t no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can’t) Let me prove the
Play this song [Intro] Woah, woah Oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, oh [Verse 1] They tried to tell me I wouldn’t be shit Family doubted, I couldn’t believe I had to focus and better myself Fightin’ anxiety, smokin’ these trees I got caught up tryna run up a juug Locked me up, felt like I’m never gon’ leave Life is so
Play this song [Intro] Came from the bottom, man I feel like Martin Luther King, man [Refrain] Started off with a dream One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs No name, knew I had to put in more pain (Puttin’ in work), uh I had one bitch, few side hoes Taking niggas’ women with my
Play this song [Chorus] See you shinin’ on your own, fuckin’ up the club Heard Summer’s comin’, when it’s time, you fuckin’ up the club Bounce that ass, girl, you know you fuckin’ up the club We poppin’ bottles of bubbly (bubbly) Bubbly (bubbly), bubbly (bubbly), yeah [Verse 1] To my left I got a foreign (Foreign ting) And
Play this song [Intro: Juice WRLD] 808 Pound Bright like a diamond, she look like Rihanna [Chrous: Juice WRLD] Shine bright like a diamond, she look like Rihanna (Yeah) Eyes low, so low, that ain’t marijuana (Yeah) Just me, solo, I don’t need nobody (Yeah) All alone with five pints of Wock’, that’s a party
Play this song [Intro] Run that money counter, baby Ayy, who the fuck is Narquise? [Chorus: Rich the Kid] Got the Rolls Royce, it’s a truck (It’s a skrrt) Count a half a million dollars in the cut (Half a what?) Got a lil’ blonde bitch tryna fuck (Tryna fuck) All these hoes on me
Play this song [Verse 1] I never had shit, so I wear my AP when I sleep I respect my OGs ’cause they practice what they preach My whip customized, fully loaded, quilted seats Buy her CC sneaks just so I don’t hear a peep I mean I got a maid that change my sheets
Play this song [Intro] TheLabCook [Chorus] Niggas lyin’ ’bout they flexing, I done did that (I done did that) Niggas showin’ off, it’s cute, now where your bitch at? (Where your bitch?) I been chasin’ after that check, now I can’t miss that (I can’t miss that) Why you cappin’? signed 360 on your contract
Play this song [Intro] Yeah [Verse 1] You found out your girlfriend is a thot-ho (Thot, thot) I found out my penthouse on the top floor (On the top) Still the same person, I just shop more (I’m the same) Elliante diamonds, we don’t shop gold These rappers say they real, but they not, though
[Intro: 2 Chainz & Lil Yachty] Statute of limitations 30, you a motherfuckin’ fool, nigga I ain’t made a play since 2011 Can I talk my shit now? Gotta talk my shit I put in the work (Yeah) Talk my shit [Verse 1] McDaniel Street, I had a bag full of bombs (Bombs) South Side
[Intro] Wheezy outta here [Chorus] I know my purpose European car, it came with curtains (Yeah) I have a daughter, I’m buying her baby Birkin (Baby Birkin) Fucked her good and got her legs hurtin’ (Yeah) Found our way then got them Ms early (Ms) Southside nigga from the dirty-dirty (South) Paranoid, I keep a
[Intro: Derez De’Shon] Swear it seem like yesterday I was eatin’ ramen noodles off a plastic plate I was really, but anyway Judge just gave my brother Dreek 5 years today Hurt to see his teared-up face ‘Cause I gotta feel it play Yeah yeah yeah yeah [Chorus: Lil Baby & Derez De’Shon] Damn, the
[Intro: Meek Mill & Future] Yeah, ooh (Wheezy outta here) [Verse 1: Meek Mill] We gon’ wake yo’ dog up on that cash, huh (Brr) Play I’ll put them demons on yo’ ass, huh I got too much problems, don’t make me mad, huh (Don’t make me mad) I’m too rich to send a hit,
[Intro] Hey I done sold all these (???) Boss talk, with the family you know what i’m saying, ya dig Wheezy beatz Hey [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a
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[Intro] My chain cost the same way I keep it, that’s 100 Got about five chains, nothin’ but half a ticket Hahaha [Verse 1] Huh, black Lamb with the black seats (Lambo) Give her back shots ’til her back weak (Uh) Huh, six figures when they tax me Know some street niggas makin’ M’s livin
[Intro: Lil Pump] Yeah, bitches on bitches Ooh, bitches on bitches, yeah, yeah, Lil Pump Ooh, bitches on bitches, ooh, ooh Ooh, J Gramm [Chorus: Lil Pump] Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you’re showin’ off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight
[Verse 1] Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe They know me (hmm), everywhere I go Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast Elliot lit my wrist up Diamond rings cover my fist up After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up I
[Intro] Yeah Yeah Mudboy! Bitch! Mudboy! Bitch! (One, two) [Verse 1] Where’s the, where’s the… gas, gas? Roll it up, puff-puff, pass-pass Never too many, grab bags Too many hoes with fat ass Hole in the back of your head like a snapback It ain’t no scheme when you tryna get the scouts back (Bitch)
[Intro] We got London On Da Track [Hook: Tee Grizzley] Them niggas driving slow, jump in a new lane (get over bro) This a Bentayga not a Mulsane (the Bentley) No rachet bitches, [??], this my new gang (don’t talk) Blew a nigga life savings on this coupe, damn Get her back to the crib,
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[Intro: Rich The Kid] You know what I’m saying, I know they doubted me Counted me out, you know what I’m saying Bossed up, real CEO though, read about it [Chorus: Rich The Kid] Suicide doors, go up (skrrt) They ain’t wanna see me blow up (what) Huh, from the Mazi to the Bentley trucks
[Chorus: Travis Scott] Been poppin’ Foldin’ this money, can’t make a knot, how not? High on moon rock, jaw still locked After 12 we hit the gate and flood the spot Six of them are thots [Verse 1: Travis Scott] No lights, this ice, it blinds Closet the mall, we buy whole thing Big gas,
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