content-header__row content-header__hed”>Club Quarantine Dress Code: Hats Inspired by DJ D-NiceAn assortment of styles to elevate any Insta-affair. By Alexis Kanter April 29, 2020 Facebook Twitter Email Facebook Twitter Email DJ D-Nice’s Club Quarantine has boasted an impressive digital guest list, drawing everyone from Michelle Obama and Oprah to J. Lo and Drake. Without having to
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Play this song [Chorus: Don Toliver] I get a lil’ impatient (Yeah, yeah) Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship? Sellin’ all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (Yeah, yeah) I am not receiving, you know I don’t take shit I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride (Lean all in my ride) Dumpin’ ashes on your
Play this song [Pre-Chorus] I said, “You can go” When I wanted you to stay I think it’s my fault Oh, I think I made you this way (Made you this way) [Chorus] Now get up in your bag ‘Cause we don’t belong together (‘Cause we don’t belong together) When a good girl goes bad (Oh, oh) She’s gone
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Play this song [Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & A Boogie Wit da Hoodie] No, no, no, no No, no, no, no No, no, no, no (RockBoyBeats) No, no, no, no (That nigga Ladd got the truth), yeah [Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie] I would take you to Chanel if you want me to (If you want me to)
Play this song [Intro: Young Thug] Active gang bangin’, gang bangin’ activities for life One thing I don’t regret is gang bangin’, know what I’m sayin’? No cap Woo! Yeah! [Chorus: Young Thug] Guiseppes [?] Piña coladas with ‘Tussin I tell this bitch ain’t no [?] I can’t be [?] with no slut I put the racks on her
[Intro: Skooly] Anything for a dollar bill, yeah, ah Anything for a dollar bill, yeah Dollar bill, ooh [Chorus: Skooly] They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath Popped ’bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math Bitch, you ain’t playin’ with no lame, I ain’t playin’ no games, I want my bag
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[Chorus] Došao iz blata, sada kidam Pitaš zašto divljam, zašto pitaš? Svašta bio ali nikad pizda Medalja zlatna oko vrata sada blista [Verse] Svašta ja sam gled’o od detinjstva Ništa nije mi imalo smisla Dosta stvari neću da ti pričam Al’ i dalje vrištim da mi nije ništa Dobro zna se ovde ko je ko
Lyrics from snippet [Intro] Nash effect, f**k nigga [Verse] My bitch rock Versace, man (Versace, man) We just spent $600 at Hibachi, man I’m ridin’ offsets, I’m not [?], man I got dope bailed, don’t knock me, man (Don’t knock me) I just been gettin’ neck, I think she broke it, man (She broke it,
Play this song [Pre-Chorus] Saint Laurent we poppin’ ’til the bands go Count it up with numbers in the bando My young niggas countin’ bands to this (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] My dawg boys countin’ bands to this My lil’ shooter countin’ bands to this We gon’ get this money that’s the plan, ya dig Them fuck niggas ‘ready know
Play this song [Intro] Yeah Lil Tjay (Remy) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Know you want me for my bread, you ain’t fucking wit’ my head Try to push me to the edge, I reverse that shit instead You want me ’cause I’m on, you want me ’cause I’m on You want me ’cause the drip I got, the sauce
Play this song [Verse 1]: Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler Money long, blowing here, I dont care Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there She walked over to my chair Then she start to dirty dance Her hands down my pants If it sound like my name dirty dan Just call
[Intro] Earl on the beat [Chorus: Lil Yachty & Lil Baby] I did Saint Laurent when that shit was YSL I’ve been runnin’ shit since I was the age of 12 Since a young nigga, been a hard-headed hot-head Duck feds, lay low, they do what I say so I’ve been gettin’ money since I
[Intro: French Montana, Mountain & Kodak Black] Ooh Yeah, louder Hey, hey I’m in London, got my beat from London [Chorus: French Montana] Iced out (stylist), no stylist (stylist) New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, haan) Lifestyle (stylist), no stylist (stylist) Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choos, that’s on you (haan) Diamonds on my neck, frozen
[Intro] Whoa Kenny [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Got to the top of the mountain like a lion I’m tryna see what the business Came from the block and right now it’s that time I made it out of the trenches Never look back, I ain’t pressing rewind Thank God for the way that
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[Intro: Young Thug] Aye We got London on da Track You should loosen up a little bit Girl, you should loosen up a little bit I just thought You should know Thought that you should know It’s a whole new world You can be my girl You should know Foreign, we could go Got a
[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Fabolous] Right now, oh Ooh yeah Ooh, woah, ooh Oh I like this Hitmaka Ooh, woah, ooh [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, Fabolous & both] I got money on my mind, ooh yea I get bag after bag, ooh yea Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea Shut the pie, you can charge,
[Intro] Zaytoven Every now and then, you know what I’m sayin’ Most of them, majority of the time You dig We in that mode [Verse 1] This is a moment of clarity Everything VV’s, I’m gone to the maximum Young nigga flood out a ‘axima, flawless the face, then run through a pack of them
[Chorus: blackbear] Did you know you’re on fire? Did you know that you’re beautiful? Did you know you got me fucked up? Did you know that you’re gorgeous? [Verse 1: Mike Posner] Alright, I can still remember how the weed smelled When you were riding shotgun, no seat belt Or the SS just taking hits
[Intro] Ayy, yeah, Matt OX Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah [Verse] Messages, yeah, I check my messages She been textin’ me, she been trippin’, man Think I’m chasin’ her, but I’m chasin’ bands Ay, you not my bro, yeah, you not my mans I got Saint Laurent, all up on my shades And I got
(feat. Rich Brian, joji, Trippie Redd & Baauer) Part I [Intro: Kris Wu] Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, oh it’s a vibe Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, vibe [Verse 1: Kris Wu] When I jump into the temple (when I) Prefer a local mental Bending knees and wishing place inside to hide low, go Took
(feat. Belly & 88 GLAM) [Verse 1: nav] Shop so much, I ain’t got no fingers left for my bags Everytime I get dressed, I pop one or more tags Bought me a rover truck because I don’t want no Jag Keepin’ a 40 tucked, 30 rounds in the mag Yeah, my stomach hurt ’cause
(feat. ASAP Ferg, Lil Uzi Vert & Rich The Kid) [Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain,
[Chorus: Pharrell] Seein’ things isn’t a good enough excuse When you are just sitting right there I know you ain’t just gon’ stare Bein’ things you never imagined, the possibility’s up in the air I know you ain’t just gon’ stare [Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Saint Laurent my denim Reckless how I’m livin’ Brand new
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[Chorus] Drinkin’ all night, but we ain’t done yet (yet) Waitin’ on the plug, but he ain’t come yet (yet) Still need somethin’? Put your bank on it (bank on it) Got a big bag with a Bape on it Party ain’t over if they say somethin’ (say somethin’) No sleep ’til I’ve seen three
[Hook] She all on my drip she just like my my Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time I get what I want and I don’t wait in line Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high She all on my drip she just like my my Tell ’em they can
[Intro] Southside on the track, yeah Southside Southside Yeah Strapped [Hook] I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside I get bags in for the low and send them
[Chorus: 88Camino] Next time we meet yeah it’s on sight Gotta keep my hand on my grip Next time we see ain’t no hand fight They don’t understand got a clip I cannot throw hands got my sip (ooh) I cannot throw hands got my clip And I’m off the lean with the Sprite But
[Chorus: SZA] I left a nigga on read ’cause I felt like it Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks defined No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like I do what I like, I do, I do I do what I like, I
[Chorus: Post Malone] Damn, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael Can’t
I buy a new car for the bitch (for real) I tear down the mall with the bitch (for real) You can’t even talk to the bitch (no) She fucking with bosses and shit (oh God) I pull up in ‘Rari’s and shit, with choppers and Harley’s and shit (for real) I be Gucci’d down,
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