Lirik Lagu Ihsan - Tombo Ati

Tombo ati iku limo perkarane
Kaping pisan moco Qur'an lan maknane
Kaping pindo sholat wengi lakonono
Kaping telu wong kang sholeh kumpulono
Kaping papat kudu weteng ingkang luwe
Kaping limo dzikir wengi ingkang suwe
Salah sawijine sopo biso ngelakoni
Mugi-mugi Gusti Allah njembatani

Obat hati ada lima perkaranya
Yang pertama baca Qur’an dan maknanya
Yang kedua sholat malam dirikanlah
Yang ketiga berkumpullah dengan orang sholeh
Yang keempat perbanyaklah berpuasa
Yang kelima dzikir malam perpanjanglah
Salah satunya siapa bisa menjalani
Moga-moga Gusti Allah mencukupi

Obat hati ada lima perkaranya
Yang pertama baca Qur’an dan maknanya
Yang kedua sholat malam dirikanlah
Yang ketiga berkumpullah dengan orang sholeh
Yang keempat perbanyaklah berpuasa
Yang kelima dzikir malam perpanjanglah
Salah satunya siapa bisa menjalani
Moga-moga Gusti Allah mencukupi
Moga-moga Gusti Allah mencukupi

Lirik Lagu Indonesia Unite - Rindu Bersatu

Ada satu yang hilang dari negeriku
Tak seperti dahulu saling bersatu

Ada yang tlah berubah dari bangsaku
Hilangnya kasih sayang itu menyakitkanku

Percuma ada cinta
Kalau 'tuk bertengkar terus
Percuma ada rindu
Kalau tak saling bersatu

Jangan takut menjadi Indonesia
Teruslah maju negeriku
Teruslah bertahan bangsaku
Dan tetap indah seperti dulu

Ada satu yang hilang dari negeriku
Tak seperti dahulu saling bersatu

Ada yang tlah berubah dari bangsaku
Hilangnya kasih sayang itu menyakitkanku

Percuma ada cinta
Kalau 'tuk bertengkar terus
Percuma ada rindu
Kalau tak saling bersatu

Percuma ada cinta
Kalau 'tuk bertengkar terus
Percuma ada rindu
Kalau tak saling bersatu

Percuma ada cinta
Kalau 'tuk bertengkar terus
Percuma ada rindu
Kalau tak saling bersatu

Lirik Lagu Icon - Ketetapan Hati

Seumur hidupku selalu
Ku tak pernah seperti ini
Dikala aku mendambakan
Merindukan jiwa hanya dari engkau

Bukalah hatimu selalu
Mengapa kau resahkan aku
Di saat aku mencintai
Menjalani hidup bersama engkau

Ku masih mencintaimu
Ku masih ingn di sampingmu
Ku masih ingin belaian darimu
Hanya untukku

Ku masih ingin dekapanmu
Ku masih ingin belaianmu
Ku masih ingin jalani hidupku
Hanya denganmu

Seumur hidupku slalu
Tak pernah seperti
Di kala aku mendambakan
Merindukan jiwa bersama engkau

Ivan Gunawan And Friends - Selamat Hari Lebaran

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Selamat hari lebaran
Minal aidzin wal faidzin
Selamat hari lebaran
Mohon maaf lahir batin

30 hari lapar dahaga
30 hari menahan nafsu
30 hari menahan diri
Mengharapkan ridho Illahi

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30 hari tlah kita lewati
Segala doa semoga di ijabahi
30 hari bulan yang suci
Semoga dapatkan kemenangan diri

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Usailah sudah bulan Ramadhan
Bulan yang suci penuh dengan ampunan

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Mohon maaf lahir batin

Ian Dury And The Blockheads - Apples lyrics

Type : (lyric)

Delilah the dancer from Soho
Was making her way down the lane
Simpson from Harrow
Had fruit on his barrow
He sold it for love and for gain

Simpson said, "Hello, young woman"
"My Pippins are lovely today"
"Don't be suspicious"
"Of Golden Delicious"
"Whatever your granny might say"

There only apples, red and green
Apples, lovely, ripe and juicy and especially for you
Right off me barrow, me old cock sparrow
Apples, red and green

Delilah the dancer from Soho
Took ages to make up her mind
Simpson said, "Madam,"
"You'd know if you'd 'ad 'em"
"That these are the very best kind"

"This is the pick of the orchard"
"Forgive me a figure of speech"
"But apples like these here"
"Just don't grow on trees, dear"
"And this one is really a peach"

There only apples, red and green
Apples, lovely, ripe and juicy and especially for you
Right off my barrow, my old cock sparrow
Apples, red and green

Simpson picked out a green apple
He polished it up on his sleeve
He said, "Do me a favour"
"And savour the flavour"
"Of what you're about to receive"

Delilah the dancer from Soho
Accepted his gift with a smile
She said, "It looks like a good 'un"
"It'll do for my pudden"
"I'll get round to it after a while"

There only apples, red and green
Apples, lovely, ripe and juicy and especially for you
Right off my barrow, my old cock sparrow
Apples, red and green

Ice Cube - $100 Bill, Y'all lyrics

Type : (Lyric)

Get numbers, get names
Thick dames
Headhunters get brains
Big thangs
Give niggas shitstains
The shit, man
And don't you forget, man.

We be
The best of CG
Greedy
Abduct the PD
See me?
Nigga, not in 3D.
Be me?
Hah, it's not easy.
I'm breezy
And off the Heezy
Me and my woman's like George & Wheezy
Movin' on up, niggas use to tease me
See me on top
It makes you queasy.
Sick with it
Bitch, I'm Bruce Lee
Seduce me
You're nice and juicy
In the parking lot, I gots to get mine
Why the fuck we goin' in when there's bitches in line?
I spend my time watchin' bitches' behinds
Thinkin' bad shit in the back of my mind
I bump and grind with nothing less than a dime
Making movie money, you still investin' in rhymes.

[Chorus]
And I'm in this bitch
With a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I got a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
Who got a hundred dollar bill, y'all?
About to spend this bitch
I'm in this bitch
I got a hundred dollar bill, y'all
About to spend this bitch.

I'm in here
Got all you freaks lookin'
When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
Rookies start tookin'
Get your ass up, V.I.P. section's gettin' tooken
Might dance, might not
might spend enough
Cool as hell, but still pipin' hot
Soon as I find a spot
All my people gather 'round
The nigga with the shiny watch--me
Ice Cube, motherfucker
Next to me, you a test tube motherfucker
We kinda rude, motherfucker
Get too close and bucka! Bucka! Bucka!
Don't want no problems, y'all
Fuck around, I'll pull out the problem-solv'
and watch E pills dissolve
nine times out of ten, you hoes involved.

[Chorus]

Get numbers, get names
Thick dames
Headhunters get brains
Big thangs
Give niggas shitstains
The shit, man
And don't you forget, man.

Security pat downs
I'm a star, motherfucker
I been put' the gat down
I been put' the mack down
But check the people that I'm with
'Cause they'll lay you flat down
And they'll do it right now
Yeah, you scared of the phone numbers that a nigga might dial
Club-hop, car shows, picnics
Big cars, big jewels, big dicks
Rush doors
Or gotta hop the fence
Blow this door
Gotta blow my rent
Gotta show my ass, then go repent
Gotta call in sick
And tell 'em where I went.

[Chorus]