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Tied My Hands
River Mae
Verified Artist
River Mae
Meet River Mae, a musical maverick straight out of Norway. Originally a law student, she swapped the courtroom for the recording booth after much persuasive coaxing from friends who were evidently one part envious of her vocal chords, and two-parts tired of hearing her legal jargon. Like so many greats before her, River's journey began modestly, singing her heart out in local karaoke bars, where her renditions of beloved pop classics left many patrons wondering if they hadn't perhaps had one too many cocktails...or was that really just a law grad belting out tunes?
River's music career showcases a perfect blend of spontaneity and determination. Her life took an unexpected turn when she surrendered to her friends' pestering and stepped in front of the mic, exchanging her comfort zone for a world filled with rhythms and melodies. In the process, River managed to redefine karaoke nights everywhere, as her enchanting voice left audiences questioning whether they were in a cozy neighborhood bar or an illustrious music arena. Now when she's not sharing her tongue-in-cheek anecdotes about her journey from law books to lyric sheets, she's singing about it in her scintillating tunes.
Most notably, the song "Tied My Hands" brings all these elements together, much like the varying elements of a fine Norwegian herring platter. It conveys the struggles and hesitations of leaping from the predictable world of law to the exhilarating uncertainty of music, interlaced with her unmistakable charm and wit. And let's be real, who else besides River could make a metaphor about legal restraints sound so darn catchy? So here's a toast to River Mae, a law school dropout turned captivating songstress. Turn a blind eye to her lawsuits for now, as you will surely get tied up with her spellbinding music.
Tied My Hands
River Mae
[Intro]
Heat off the glass
You look through me fast
You speak in shrugs and sideways glances
I fill the silence with fake chances
You say nothing but I stay
Making futures you won’t play
Pulled tight I bend where you lean
Your touch says less than your leave
I don’t ask you what you mean
Guess I like to not believe
You tied my hands with your quiet fire (yeah yeah!)
I lit the match you walked right by (mmm ooh)
Tell me it’s just how you are
(I fall anyway)
Even cold can feel like stars
when you're the sky
Na-na oooh-ohh no-no…
Scratched your name on my old mirror
Smeared it out but you got clearer
Gave you pieces you forgot to ask for
Heard your plans still kept the back door
Left your coat out in the rain
Hoped you'd care enough to complain
You move like truth on rewind
Slow and sharp not ever mine
I gave up drawing the line
Then I crossed it every time
You tied my hands with your quiet fire (ahh yeah)
I lit the match you walked right by (ohhh)
Tell me it’s just how you are
(Still I stay)
Even cold can feel like stars
when you're the sky
Na-na mm-mm oh yeah…
I keep breaking in my own voice
Tried to leave like I had a choice
Words don’t reach you but I shout
Now my echo’s burning out
You tied my hands with your quiet fire (ahh yeah!)
I lit the match you walked right by (woo-ooh)
Tell me it’s just how you are
(but I play)
Even cold can feel like stars
when you're the sky
Oooh na-na-na
CREDITS
Performer: River Mae
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Just Like That
Checkmate
Verified Artist
Checkmate
Checkmate formed in London out of restlessness rather than intention. Different neighborhoods, different backgrounds, same impulse: to move, to react, to play music that refuses to stand still. Ska was never a costume for them, it was a language. Fast rhythms, sharp turns, humor used as defiance. They grew up surrounded by noise, contradictions, and crowded streets, and their sound reflects that constant motion.
Their music is playful but not careless, political without slogans, chaotic but precise. Each member brings a different energy, and none of them try to smooth those edges out.
Checkmate thrives on contrast: bright melodies against nervous tension, joy next to disruption. What comes out is loud, physical, and alive. Their releases are heard only on Filodyo and NOT FM, where movement matters more than polish and nothing is forced to sit quietly in the background.
Just Like That
Checkmate
Bus is late but the sun is out
Someone’s laughing way too loud
Corner shop knows my face
Same old song same old place
Shoelace broke still on time
Found a coin lost my mind
Nothing special nothing deep
But today’s been good to me
Radio plays that beat again
Head goes left feet say “amen”
I wasn’t looking for a sign
But the street feels right in time
Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Sticky tables familiar sounds
Not a movie not a plan
Just a good day where I stand
Life’s doing fine no big parade
Just walking slow no rush today
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that
Coffee spills laugh it off
Wrong turn but I don’t stop
Shoes too tight shirt’s too thin
Still smiling when I walk in
Someone hums the tune I know
Traffic moves then says hello
Nothing changed still feels new
Guess the trick is how you view
No winning streak no finish line
Just wasting time and feeling fine
If this moment’s all I get
I’m not mad at it yet
Life’s doing fine yeah look around
Bent street signs old beat-up towns
Not a headline not a scam
Just a good day where I stand
Life’s doing fine no big parade
Late night talks cheap lemonade
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I like it just like that
Maybe tomorrow’s loud and rough
But today’s already enough
No promises no advice
Just breathing in a decent life
Life’s doing fine hear that horn
Someone dancing someone bored
Not a dream not a trap
Just a moment and I’ll clap
Life’s doing fine I’ll say it twice
Not perfect but it’s nice
If this is all I’m cool with that
Yeah I love it just like that
Just like that
Yeah just like that
CREDITS
Performer: Checkmate
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Question Life
The Unpaid Actors
Verified Artist
The Unpaid Actors
The Unpaid Actors is a vibrant three-member DJ group based in Berlin, known for their eclectic blend of dance, disco, and electronic sounds. The trio consists of Leo, a dynamic producer with an ear for infectious beats; Mia, a soulful vocalist who infuses their tracks with emotion; and Sam, a master of live mixing who brings the energy to their performances. They first crossed paths at a local underground party where they bonded over their shared passion for music and the art of DJing. Following that serendipitous night, they began collaborating, quickly realizing that their combined creative energies produced something special.
Their catalog, though currently featuring just one track, "Question Life," showcases a hopeful and inspirational vibe that resonates with listeners on an emotional level. The song embodies a dreamy atmosphere paired with playful and uplifting melodies, making it perfect for both intimate settings and late-night dance floors. While they are still expanding their repertoire, The Unpaid Actors have already established a signature sound characterized by sensual vocals and rhythmic grooves that invite listeners to escape into the music.
As they continue to develop their artistry, The Unpaid Actors aim to produce tracks that not only entertain but also inspire reflection and connection among audiences. Each song they create serves as an invitation to explore themes of identity and existence, echoing the essence of "Question Life." With plans for more releases in the near future, this Berlin-based trio is poised to make a significant mark on the independent music scene as they invite listeners to join them on this exciting musical journey.
Question Life
The Unpaid Actors
I wore my doubts like coins
In the coin-slot sky
Tossed them up for answers
They came back tied
My shoes on the curb
My hands in my coat
I asked the dark around me
For one clear note
And every sign
Looked back at me
Like maybe
Maybe it’s me
Question life
Question life
I keep asking why
Question life
Question life
Till the hurt goes quiet
My mother said “hold on”
My brother said “run”
My best friend laughed too hard
When I said “what’s done is done?”
The train doors opened
I stepped right in
No map in my pocket
Just a pulse and a grin
And every face
On that crowded ride
Said maybe
Maybe tonight
Question life
Question life
I keep asking why
Question life
Question life
Till the hurt goes quiet
If I don’t know
Then I don’t know
Still I’m moving
Still I’m close
To something real
Under my feet
Not all answers
Have to speak
Question life
Question life
I keep asking why
Question life
Question life
Till the hurt goes quiet
Question life
Question life
I’m alive tonight
Question life
Question life
And that’s my light
CREDITS
Performer: The Unpaid Actors
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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We Don’t Need A R...
Alia Bergen
Verified Artist
Alia Bergen
Alia Bergen, an emerging name in the vibrant dance music scene of Amsterdam, weaves together elements of house and electronic with a distinctly intimate touch. With her warm analog bass lines and punchy kick patterns, Alia invites listeners into her sonic world, where airy vocals dance over lush stereo pads and subtle piano stabs create an enveloping atmosphere. Her latest track, "Desert Frequency," embodies this spirit, coupling hopeful and playful themes with evolving textures that pulse with life. The organic darbuka grooves layered beneath modern house rhythms add a unique rhythmic complexity that sets her apart.
Hailing from a background steeped in musical exploration, Alia began her journey by collaborating with local musicians who shared her passion for combining traditional sounds with contemporary beats. Their initial meetings at open mic nights sparked a creative partnership that would lead to the formation of her solo project. Each track in her catalog, including future releases poised to build on the success of "Desert Frequency," explores themes of connection and intimacy, often capturing fleeting moments with poetic lyricism that resonates deeply with her audience.
In Alia's music, every sound serves a purpose—whether it's the shimmering plucks that evoke a sense of wonder or the playful slaps that drive the energy forward. Her ability to blend sensuality with inspiration creates an inviting landscape for listeners, making them feel as if they are part of an unfolding narrative. As she continues to develop her craft and refine her artistic identity, Alia Bergen remains committed to producing tracks that inspire joy and connection through rhythm and melody.
We Don’t Need A Reason
Alia Bergen
Your name on my tongue
Like salt on my lips
You pull me under slow
With those little wrist flips
I was out of time
You were out of sight
Then you stepped right in
And turned my dark to white
Hold me in the groove
Don’t let it fade away
Hands up heart open
We can make it stay
Closer closer now
Feel the room unlock
One more little move
And you know I’ll stop
Pull me in
Pull me in
Velvet tide take me in
Pull me in
Pull me in
We don’t need a reason
You laugh with your eyes
And I fall in line
One touch on my sleeve
And the whole world aligns
We talk in the bassline
We move in the glow
Every step you take
Makes the whole night slow
Hold me in the groove
Don’t let it fade away
Hands up heart open
We can make it stay
Closer closer now
Feel the room unlock
One more little move
And you know I’ll stop
Pull me in
Pull me in
Velvet tide take me in
Pull me in
Pull me in
We don’t need a reason
I came in late with my jacket half-zipped
Saw you by the speaker had to give the whole room up quick
You move like you know every beat got a memory
I’m tryna keep cool but you keep pulling energy
Phone face down I’m not tryna look busy
You say one word and the whole place get dizzy
No big talk just the tap of your hand
Now I’m locked to your timing like a kick and a snare
We don’t gotta force it no script no scene
You hit that corner and I follow the sheen
If you say “go” then I’m already there
With your name in my mouth and the bass in the air
Now it’s just your breath
And the pulse between
Skin on skin yeah
You know what I mean
Pull me in
Pull me in
Velvet tide take me in
Pull me in
Pull me in
We don’t need a reason
CREDITS
Performer: Alia Bergen
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Call My Name
Sofia Lindqvist
Verified Artist
Sofia Lindqvist
Sofia Lindqvist is a unique musical tour de force born to an engineer father in Slovakia. Raised in the heart of Bratislava, she embodies an enviable fusion of technical brilliance and ebullient creativity.
Growing up, Sofia was the kind of kid who hummed symphonies while dismantling radios—much to her father's chagrin, and her mother's delight. From a young age, she fell under the spell of electronic music, a passion fuelled by her father's meticulous engineering and the city's vibrant music scene. Early whispers say that Sofia was so entranced by the metropolis' sounds she would insist to recreate the rhythm of the city traffic during her piano lessons.
However, it wouldn't be until her tenure as a kindergarten teacher that Sofia really began melding the worlds of sound and circuitry. After realizing that her classroom renditions of 'Old MacDonald' paled in comparison to a foot-stomping techno beat, Sofia decided to combine her love of electronics with her obsession for music. Her electrifying rhythms and harmonic melodies soon saw her swapping out nursery rhymes for nightclubs, becoming the city's beloved "Techno Teacher."
Sofia's song "Liberate", a hypnotic blend of thumping base and riveting electronic sounds, has become the most treasured track in her musical repertoire. It tells a captivating story of liberation, evoking the freedom Sofia found when she ditched the training wheels of traditional music and glided into the world of electronica. Whether she's blasting tunes at Bratislava's liveliest venues or tinkering with a sequencer in the back of her classroom, Sofia Lindqvist continues her symphony of life, one pulsating techno beat at a time.
Call My Name
Sofia Lindqvist
Sailing faraway
Like a memory
It's time for me to go home
The tides are calling my name
Call my name
This note in my bottle
Hopefully into the hands of someone like you
You'll find it in tomorrow
And call my name
Call my name
Call my name
A message from the past
A writer unable to gasp
The words they had left undeclared
So cruel and unfair
The audience hears
The struggling echoes
It travels through
Whichever city you are
Just so you'll hear
You called my name
You called my name
You called my name
You
This note in my bottle
These words will enlighten you
And once that the time is for you
It's time for you to go home
The tides are calling your name
Call my name
Call my name
CREDITS
Performer: Sofia Lindqvist
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Up There Waiting
HEON
CREDITS
Performer: HEON
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Neverland Exit
SYNR
CREDITS
Performer: SYNR
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden
Verified Artist
Billie Arden
Billie Arden is an electrifying force in the modern dance-pop scene, hailing from Berlin, where her late-night writing sessions have breathed life into a catalog that pulsates with energy and emotion. With influences from funk and nu-disco, her music embodies a sleek, four-on-the-floor groove that promises to uplift spirits and get bodies moving. Tracks like "No Default Setting" showcase her confident vocal style—low and controlled in the verses, yet soaring and playful in the choruses—making each song feel like both a celebration and a personal manifesto. Through her polished production, which features tight rubbery basslines and glossy synth stabs, Arden crafts an infectious sound that captures the essence of joy and hope.
Exploring themes of authenticity and self-acceptance, Arden's lyrics reflect her determination to navigate a world that often seeks to confine individuality. While she embraces exuberance in her melodies, there's an undercurrent of defiance in tracks that challenge conventional norms and invite listeners to embrace their unique paths. Billie Arden's artistry extends beyond mere entertainment; it serves as an invitation to dance freely while celebrating one's true self, ensuring that each release resonates deeply with those seeking inspiration in both life and music.
The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden
I left at seventeen before the bread was warm
took the blue suitcase nobody claimed
Mother stood polishing the same clean glass
Dad read the paper without turning a page
There was a woman’s name behind the pantry clock
written twice then crossed with a kitchen knife
I asked who she was
They asked why I was still awake
Huh
They said “You’ll understand when you’re older”
So I got older somewhere else
I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train
I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong
Years later a stranger stopped me near the docks
said “You walk exactly like she did”
I laughed and asked “Who?”
She looked at me as though I’d made a joke
Then she handed me a photograph:
my father younger one hand out of frame
and a girl with my uneven teeth
wearing the blue suitcase name tag
Huh Small world
Terrible handwriting
She said “Your mother tried her best”
I said “Which one?”
I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train
I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong
Maybe I was kept
Maybe I was traded
Maybe love gets very polite
when the truth is complicated
I never asked again
That keeps them nervous
I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them polish every answer
I know where the story fails
I was gone gone gone—
huh they still insist I’m wild
I didn’t leave because I hated them
I left as someone else’s child
CREDITS
Performer: Billie Arden
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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On the Road Again
Sara Durian
Verified Artist
Sara Durian
Sara Durian is Germany’s undisputed disco queen, electrifying dance floors since the early 2000s with her glitter-drenched beats and futuristic soul. Born in Düsseldorf and raised on a steady diet of Kraftwerk, Donna Summer, and underground Berlin house parties, Sara blends retro grooves with neon-drenched modernity. Her signature sound? A cosmic fusion of French touch, Eurodisco, and synth-heavy pop—unmistakably hers, instantly addictive.
From smoky Berlin clubs to Tokyo fashion runways, Sara has turned every stage into a mirrorball-lit sanctuary. Her voice—sultry, robotic, divine—has been sampled by countless DJs but never duplicated. Whether she’s spinning vinyl or headlining queer festivals across Europe, Sara owns the night like a shimmering phantom of funk.
Still active and more radiant than ever, her legacy is not nostalgia—it’s now. With platinum blond curls and chrome stilettos, she struts through time with a wink and a bass drop.
Her mantra? “All drama, all disco.”
On the Road Again
Sara Durian
You had me sold with a whisper
Pulled me close
Said
"You're my best friend"
Now I'm standin' on the shoulder
Of the highway while you're leavin' again
Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again
You packed me up in the morning
After you picked me up in the night
And I know you didn't mean it
When you said you were my last ride
Well
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again
Well
When I get to heaven
I'm gonna know
'Cause it's gonna look like New Mexico
And
Baby
Don't worry about me
I got my boots and my keys
I got everything I need
And when my thumb gets me home
I'm gonna go out on my own
Gonna find my rainbow's end
And I'll be on the road again
Yeah
I'll be on the road again
Oh
Baby
I'll be on the road again
CREDITS
Performer: Sara Durian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Dust Between the Guns
Colt Mercer
Verified Artist
Colt Mercer
Colt Mercer is a mysterious country vocalist shaped by dusty border roads, old western stories, and the warm musical spirit of Mexico. Blending classic country storytelling with subtle Mexican melodies, he creates a cinematic sound filled with desert sunsets, lonely bars, long night drives, and unfinished goodbyes.
With “Dust Between the Guns,” Mercer introduces a world of warm acoustic guitars, light mariachi touches, raw vocal texture, and a rugged emotional tone. His music carries themes of love, pride, escape, regret, and personal reckoning always somewhere between a confession and a standoff.
Released with the support of not fm and Filodyo, Colt Mercer’s sound reflects a modern western atmosphere: timeless, dusty, dramatic, and deeply human. Away from the spotlight, he is said to draw inspiration from vintage tapes, old cowboy films, border-town legends, and the silence of the desert at sundown.
Dust Between the Guns
Colt Mercer
Slow wind on the empty street
Boots drag through the drifting heat
Shadows stretch across the town
One more sun is going down
Boardwalk creaks beneath my feet
Every sound repeats the beat
Windows closed and curtains drawn
Like this place has long been gone
Cards still lie upon the bar
Someone left a broken star
Dust is dancing in the light
Waiting for the coming night
Dust between the guns tonight
No one here to call it right
Every breath a loaded sound
Spinning slowly all around
Hands are steady hearts are slow
Every man already knows
When the silence starts to fall
No one leaves this street at all
Leather creaks across the lane
Every step repeats the same
Eyes are narrow time is thin
Like a clock about to spin
Old sign sways above the door
Scratching echoes on the floor
Somewhere far a trumpet cries
Like a warning in disguise
Dust between the guns tonight
No one here to call it right
Every breath a loaded sound
Spinning slowly all around
Hands are steady hearts are slow
Every man already knows
When the silence starts to fall
No one leaves this street at all
Wind moves softly through the town
One last figure lying down
Sun sinks red behind the plain
Only dust will stay again
CREDITS
Performer: Colt Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
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Calor De Junio (ft ...
Rio Vane
Verified Artist
Rio Vane
With a name like Rio Vane, you could only expect a backstory as steamy and vibrant as the city itself. He is a self-made, independent dance artist that ignites the music stage with an energy so potent it could power Miami's nightlife for a calendar year.
Vane emerged from modest beginnings, the son of a pizza maker family in the sultry heart of Miami—delivering not only the finest pies but also a flair for Latin dance music since his youth. You could say the rhythm coursed through his veins, or that he sweated salsa beats instead of conventional teenage angst. Either way, his childhood was a simmering paella of musical influences that later shaped his unique sound.
"Calor De Junio (ft Zuri)", one of his most notable tracks, pulsates with rowdy beats and sultry rhythms that would make even the most reluctant wallflower throw some shapes. It's akin to being caught in a storm—clouds thick with his rich vocals, lightning strikes of dance beats, and downpours of sultry Latin rhythms—it's cathartic, climatic, and a hell of a dance workout.
When Vane isn't lighting up the dance scene, you'll find him scribbling beats on pizza boxes or sharing his demos with Hakan E. from Filodyo. It's through these humble endeavours that he landed the opportunity to share his musical creations with Not FM and the world. The magic of Rio Vane lies not just with his infectious sounds but that he is as spicy, whimsical, and intense as the Miami city he hails from. To listen to his music is to lose yourself in the rhythm, embrace the heat, and move with the beat. As they say in Miami, 'dale!'
Calor De Junio (ft Zuri)
Rio Vane
Yeah
Rio Vane
Zuri Vanta
not FM in the mix
Filodyo
Summer starts right here
Ay
Turn it up turn it up
We outside tonight
Calor de junio
You already know
You came through with the sun on your shoulder
New dress old smile little bit closer
City too hot but you make it colder
When you move like that I lose control yeah
Got your friends in the backseat singing
Windows down whole boulevard listening
No plans just a night worth living
One look and the whole thing switching
Don’t say forever
Just say tonight
Meet me where the music
Touches the sky
I got that feeling
You got that fire
One more step and we’re dancing
Past desire
Calor de junio
Body like a radio
Turn me up don’t let me go
Baila baila slow
Calor de junio
Sunset on your stereo
One kiss and we lose control
Baila baila oh
Ay ay ay
Don’t cool me down
Ay ay ay
Summer starts now
Gold chain white tee you know the story
But you don’t move like the boys before me
You talk sweet but your eyes say more things
I might stay if the night keeps calling
No drama no pressure no questions
Just rhythm bare feet good intentions
If this is trouble I like the direction
You and me look good in reflection
Don’t say forever
Just say tonight
Meet me where the music
Touches the sky
You got that feeling
I got that fire
One more step and we’re dancing
Past desire
Calor de junio
Body like a radio
Turn me up don’t let me go
Baila baila slow
Calor de junio
Sunset on your stereo
One kiss and we lose control
Baila baila oh
Ay ay ay
Don’t cool me down
Ay ay ay
Summer starts now
She don’t need a ticket she’s the destination
He don’t need a reason just imagination
Palm trees moving like they know our names
If we disappear don’t put out the flame
Not tomorrow
Not too late
Right now right here
Let the summer wait
not FM
Filodyo
Zuri tell ’em
Ay ay ay
Move it like the heat is talking
Ay ay ay
No more waiting no more stopping
Calor de junio
Body like a radio
Turn me up don’t let me go
Baila baila slow
Calor de junio
Sunset on your stereo
One kiss and we lose control
Baila baila oh
Calor de junio
Body like a radio
Turn me up don’t let me go
Baila baila slow
Calor de junio
Sunset on your stereo
One kiss and we lose control
Baila baila oh
Ay ay ay
Don’t cool me down
notFM
Filodyo
Summer starts now
CREDITS
Performer: Rio Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com
© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.
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