Search results for 'Electronic Chip Detector'

champagne breakfast chips
Electronic dart boards we can shoot the fifth
Yeah we can shoot the fith

White Lotus

Yo a poisonous spider bites the Styles I

Drop to coupes new foreign whips big drip
Just left the casino I'm stacking up chips big drip
Big drip big drip car on my wrist
Big drip big drip

Yeah your girl like me she say I'm so awesome
Stay playing games, like a remote I pause them
Let's be honest
Lie detector, girl yeah let's be honest
Me

Yea
Yea
Yea

Find me at ABT
What you want from me?
You know what I need
Chocolate chip cookies

Find me at ABT
What you want from me?
You know what I

Do I start from here
Where do I begin?
I'm working on a subroutine
To help me to fit in

Lights inside of here
Electronic warmth
All resting in

people getting money, stacking chips in
VA
Hey!
Throw your deuces in the air like Nixon

This is for my niggas with their A's down, V's up
Known to roll

'M bionic, hydraulic, and fully electronic
The future is right here and its  got my name on it
I'm human on paper, but machine in nature
My processor

Chinese global credit score,  dystopia's what it brings
Your licence and your bank card has a biometric chip
Moving through existence, on a radar your

include synth wave jazz, chip tune anthems, and future-retro electronic ballads.


SPACETIME HOWARD
© 2023 David Javelosa/Geza Music BMI
 
Charles Howard

put down your electronic devices
Got your taste buds in crisis
Gettin quite nice with the spices

(Sweet then)
I got a vision an it's tinglin

Electronic Pleasure

N-Trance

Electronic Pleasure

1996

fascinate 
Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated 
My desire, oh, it feels like fire. (yeah!) 
Accelerate the feeling everywhere 
Electronic

Every chip from every cup
Every promise given up
Every reason that's not enough
Is falling, falling at your feet

Every band, elastic limit
Every

(Yeah)
Get chips like a flush
Better than lush
Make up your face with the glock
(BOW)
I’m hot at the touch
It ain’t nothing much
But I got the game

You can get with this you can get with that
I been getting chips since the similac
Make your tongue twist that's the Lemon pack
She got a little

Electronic Pleasure

C-Loc

Whatever

1996

fascinate 
Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated 
My desire, oh, it feels like fire. (yeah!) 
Accelerate the feeling everywhere 
Electronic

Electronic Pleasure

The Blueboy

B-96 Mixmaster Throwdown, Vol. 1

1996

fascinate 
Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated 
My desire, oh, it feels like fire. (yeah!) 
Accelerate the feeling everywhere 
Electronic

Prada wristband with the chip, my new wallet
Fresh out the creek, I'm discrete, I'm too solid
Charge up the G-Wagon, new electronic
Deep in religion,

Lookin' for Love

Next

Dr. Dolittle 2

2001

detectors, stormin' days

Movin' to the sound of the DJ hoping she'll come my way

Is it the girl with the bomb weave, standin' next to me

Or is it the one

Like it was checkers we took all his chips 
Hoodie Gang CBE bitch we legit
Hoodie Gang CBE ball hard off the rip

I had to fight naw' you ain't have

Ambiguous robust and impervious

I grip mics, Mike check like a Nike shoes inspector
Still great mother beep liking walking through a metal detector
Flow

times
Coulda colombined
Harlem shaking
Word but I was fighting before anything
Highschool had no metal detector
They ain’t suspect a thing
Never did

the
Nobody does it better
Going back to cali
Going back
Going back
Get the chips
The cheese
The lettuce
The bread
The cheddar
Can't depend on no one else
You

And I'm not talking alcohol, bro
I need Coca-Cola with the chips, bro
Lemme move slowly, I stay fast
Okay, that's a contradiction
Coz I stay past everything

Lookin' For Love

Next

Do U Wanna Roll?

2001

detectors, stormin' days

Movin' to the sound of the DJ hoping she'll come my way

Is it the girl with the bomb weave, standin' next to me

Or is it the one