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STUNT

by Clay and Friends

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About it 02:34
If you’re whole squad ain’t about it Can you even really say it’s real If you really wanna talk about it We gonna ride until we catch some feels Like sugar So sweet I’ve been singing like Beetle juice beetle juice I can see the whole squad on the evening news Say hold up If you’re whole squad ain’t about it Can you even really say it’s real If you really wanna talk about it Feels like summer when you grab the wheel Love it you can say my name Cruising’ through the border like I’m M.I.A Did my own stunts It’s my own damn fault You can tell the reaper that he don’t dare call Slide, just stunt Back it up, ya don’t front Got a home to visit And the tropics in it Oh good god Yeh another other solar system Alabama Arkansas Getting sticky on the walls You can pull the final straw If you want to meet the boss If you’re whole squad ain’t about it Can you even really say it’s real If you really wanna talk about it Feels like summer when you grab the wheel Mama said dream big like your eyebrows I just want a taste of this freedom Mama said dream big like your eyebrows Y’all feel wanna taste of this freedom If you’re whole squad ain’t about it Can you even really say it’s real If you really wanna talk about it Feels like summer when you grab the wheel When we ride together Don’t you ask me for All of the destination I don’t ever know When we ride together Don’t you ask me for All of the destination Don’t you ask me for
2.
Summertime A bit of love and happiness I think I got my life together Like George Stroumboulopoulos Only took 10,000 hours For this momentary bliss It’s a like a feeling of a feeling Better I’ll take it on the chin Ay hold up Who’s to blame Out here keepin’ the change Y’all feel me like Who’s to blame Tell me straight with no chaser Feel me like Borrowed time Oh my tender tenderness Harmonizing in the back seat Driving by my old address Said there’s something in the water Put the yes in yesterdays It’s like a feeling of a feeling Just a few light years away Tell em You wanna a Walt Disney movie Ask Joel and Clementine If 30 under 30 Better hope you don’t live twice It’s a dog day afternoon Glad I took the scenic route Better double check my engine Think I’ll have a deja vu Hey tell em Who’s to blame Out here keepin’ the change Y’all feel me like Who’s to blame Tell me straight with no chaser Feel me like Who’s to blame I’m alive Nothing’s really what it seems I Chet Fake it till I make it Look I spoke it into being I’ll pour me another smile Put the bet in better days It’s like a feeling of a feeling Went all in you keep the change Kid, what if You had paper like a printer You were rich and famous Paint a perfect picture (don’t it) Kid, what if It was all gone in a minute Shake it off like it’s Taylor Shake it off like it’s Taylor Tell em Who’s to blame Out here keepin’ the change Y’all feel me like Who’s to blame Tell me straight with no chaser Feel me like You give me what I’m asking for There won’t be trouble up in here You give me what I’m asking for There won’t be trouble up in here You give me what I’m asking for There won’t be trouble up in here You give me what I’m asking for There won’t be trouble up in here
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It’s just me myself and I It’s just me myself and I It’s just me myself and I It’s just me myself and I I woke up in the lobby Down in Sydney like Crosby Have a smell of these car keys Après tout vous êtes artiste Got me feeling like Aubrey Thank you so much for asking That ain’t really my accent Looking back with your back bent Oi Bounce on that More bounce to the ounce when you don’t look back All transactions are USD My pockets all swollen like UFC Always there when I call Pick me up when I fall Always catching my good side Got the luck of the draw Always there when I call Pick me up when I fall Always catching my good side Disregarding my flaws Water bed, we can deep dive Drown myself in the feline I’ve been looking for purpose Team no sleep in the back of the tour bus I lost my soul With just one taste I might Never ever wake up You shall not pass I just got an ego bigger than your ass Hold up It's just me myself and I It's just me myself and I It's just me myself and I It's just me myself and I It's just me myself and I It's just me myself and I Always there when I call Pick me up when I fall Always catching my good side Got the luck of the draw Always there when I call Pick me up when I fall Always catching my good side Disregarding my flaws You got that aura Sweet like Arizona Tea Oh when I’m lonely Far from all my homies She Oh my my Ou ah eh
4.
La musique populaire de Verdun You’re a good problem A problem I can keep in my palm Now you’re a good problem A problem Imma keep for myself Government Killing me softly She call me by my government name I’m off that Barry White Yeh yeh Flowerboy Only got eyes for you Call you my Sade like sweet taboo Andale Andale Tell me oh When you cross my mind Cause you’re a good problem A problem I can keep in my palm Now you’re a good problem A problem Imma keep for myself Good problem Pardon boye te Ngambo nini namemi Papa boye te Elengi nini omemi Naboyi na mema ngambo Balakela nga liwa, cheri nakokufa Ngai naleli eh (yoka) Kolela na nga eh Naleli Mobali eh Oyo nini eh Cause you’re a good problem A problem I can keep in my palm Now you’re a good problem A problem Imma keep for myself Voilà Good problem I can’t imagine Good problem My life without you Good problem I can’t imagine My life without you Good day good day It’s gonna be a good day good day So many troubles away Said no I can’t imagine My life without you Gemini Gemini Well the stars do say Cause you’re a good problem Sosa Mambu eh Sosa Mambu A problem I can keep in my palm Sosa Mambu eh Now you’re a good problem Sosa Mambu eh Sosa Mambu A problem Imma keep for myself Sosa Mambu eh Ngai naleli eh Kolela na nga Ngai naleli eh Kolela na nga
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Who took the money from the Moneytree One thing for sure well it wasn’t me Burry all the money in a great big hole Light it on fire that’ll warm your soul I say Who took the money who who Who took the money who who Yeah yeah Who took the money who who Who took the money who who Smoking moroccan Now I’m a martian Dearly departed Panties been dropping My flow a fausset You can get lost in Freeman like Morgan Shoutout my grandma Young brown and handsome You know the mantra Life ain’t a mortgage Help me remember Don't you forget when your pockets get filled Words are forever like strawberry hill Who took the money from the Moneytree One thing for sure well it wasn’t me Burry all the money in a great big hole Light it on fire that’ll warm your soul I say Who took the money who who Who took the money who who My bredda pass it to the left money trouble I shall let go Them a better run One puff to da one ya say the worries affi let go Bill spicy, may I space it Mi must make a son maybe the cash get around I wanna trod and skip the problems Keep the peas bubbling Mi nah let a dollar get me out of my pace Can the money grow as the love inna we chest Whatever the distance I know well of his grace God on my side and I question always Who took the money from the Moneytree One thing for sure well it wasn’t me Burry all the money in a great big hole Light it on fire that’ll warm your soul Who took the money who who Who took the money who who Yeah yeah Todadeduh todadeduh Todadeduh todadeduh I am not the one I’m just a believer
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Moneyman 02:40
I make it rain when the sun comes down I make it rain when a I make it rain when the sun comes down Oh nana I just walked in To my walk-in How my pockets Love to talk Make em’ cha-cha For my cha-ching Put my mom’s crib On the house Come on now I got one thing on my mind forever I know I’m gonna tell you that the best things in life are free I got a message for you Good god I said we gonna live forever I know I make it look so easy when a brother don’t sweat Top of the morning sir I make it rain when the sun comes down I make it rain when a I make it rain when the sun comes down Oh nana Said I’m a moneyman I make it rain when the sun comes down Oh nana I gotta say that I’m a moneyman I make it rain when the sun comes down Oh nana Good-Good god Imma top dog With a sweet tooth Lindsay Lohan In my booth Well my chauffeur Got a chauffeur He don’t take no For the answer Come on now Good god I said we gonna live forever I know I make it look so easy when a brother don’t sweat Said I’m a moneyman I make it rain when the sun comes down Oh nana I gotta say that I’m a moneyman I make it rain when the sun comes down Good-Good god I’m in love with the dough Make it rain Make it pour I’m gonna say that I’m in love with the dough Make it rain Make it pour Said I’m a moneyman I gotta say that I’m a moneyman If I wanna have it Blam blam Magic Said I’m a moneyman I make it rain when the sun comes down Oh nana I gotta say that I’m a moneyman I make it rain when the sun comes down Said I’m a moneyman
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I love my money And it loves me too Cha-Ching I love my money it’s my baby boo I love my money I love my money My money loves me too Dinheiro não é alegria Quem contou essa mentira Essa mentira Dinheiro não é alegria Quem contou essa mentira Essa mentira Now tell me It’s been on everybody’s lips Is it true you do your own stunts? Well yes Yes I do
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Well I crashed my fancy car I saved my old guitar Hoping that it Make you smile in the morning Everybody’s looking for something But I don’t want nothing But you Fuck all the money But I used to be a honey bee Sittin’ in the shade of the Moneytree Now I’m Yung Clay Di Salvio please to meet ya Nothing is what it seems, oh best believe me We climbed up to the roof One pill red the other blue Deux c’est mieux pour rester fou Smooth criminal count your hundreds Everybody’s looking for something But I don’t want nothing But you Walk home Sitting on the kitchen floor Pretending we we’re British All our friends got kids But we we’re busy fucking naming our sailboat Do-that-that-do-do-do-that-that Well I drove into the sunset You watched me crash Talk to me now I’m sober Left the old me in Lisbon Don’t push me cuz I’m close to the edge Didn’t want to drown without anyone around If I learnt one thing from Mac I fall in love too easily it’s true There ain’t nothing new under the sun Everybody’s looking for someone Say Everybody’s looking for something Everybody’s looking for something But I don’t want nothing But you Fuck all the money Fuck the money Fuck the money yeah Fuck the money yeah Fuck the money yeah Fuck the money Fuck the money yeah Fuck the money yeah Fuck the money yeah

about

Clay and Friends do all their own stunts. They have since day one.

STUNT is the mantra for the Montreal-based quintet. This 8-track EP showcases the human and musical evolution of a band celebrating its first decade of existence. Ten years of going all-in, head-first, no plan B, all gas, no brakes. They’ve afforded themselves the rare luxury of making the music they want to hear and consume without any compromise. Their whole squad is About it.

Busy taking over the world, Clay and Friends' STUNT EP is infused with the influences they’ve picked up along the way. STUNT oscillates between soulful affairs, RnB slow burners, mellow-afrobeats and even Y2K rock. This body of work showcases the simple contradictions that are a part of our complex world. A small dot in the universe where one can still dream but, nothing can be taken for granted. If money makes the world go round, Who’s to Blame ?

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Clay and Friends fait ses propres cascades, et ce, depuis le tout premier jour.

Occupé à conquérir le monde, Clay and Friends a créé l'EP STUNT, imprégné des influences qu'ils ont acquises au fil du temps. STUNT oscille entre les joints soulful, les slow burners RnB, les mellow afrobeats et même le Y2K rock. Ce fruit d’un travail musical sans répit met en évidence les contradictions simples qui font partie de notre monde complexe. Un petit point dans l'univers où l'on peut encore rêver, mais là où rien n'est jamais acquis. Si l'argent fait tourner le monde, Who’s to Blame?

credits

released March 15, 2024

Writers : Mike Clay, José Louis Modabi Ndongeya (#4), Martin Mussard (#5)
Composers : Adel Kazi-Aoual, Clément Langlois-Légaré, Mike Clay, Pascal Boisseau, Émile Désilets

Additional voices : Claire Ridgely, Nadia Hawa-Baldé (#6-7)

Produced by : Clay and Friends
Sound recording : Adel Kazi-Aoual
Recorded at Studio Populaire de Verdun
Mixing : Tim Buron

Artwork by Chien Champion
Management by Sam Rick
Copyright : ADJ S.E.N.C.

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Clay and Friends Montreal, Québec

Clay and Friends offer a percussive mix of soul, funk and hip-hop supported by a prose that reflects what is now known as La Musica Popular De Verdun.

Clay and Friends offre un mélange percutant de soul, de funk et de hip-hop soutenu d’une prose à l'image de ce que l’on surnomme désormais : La Musica Popular De Verdun.

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