Musica de Tommy Cash del Genero: Alternativo Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Alternativo son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Tommy Cash tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Alternativo, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1: Tommy Cash]
I could draw in my cheek
Need some pills I could swallow
When I flush my face in the sink
You're my shadow, he always want a scar
Talking me about your cash
I always skip my rebuttal
My glasses like throw glass
How your ideals? I see aura
Wanna big black horse like Zorro
My girl keeps saying that it's not though
Have you ever seen that ass, with the remote control for the auto, yeah
Always been so skinny
“But where's the rest?”
When I'm with another can always bluff, never blessed
[Bridge: Tommy Cash]
Hood ass boy, yeah, came from my slumber
Who's that boy? He is dating your mama
Hood ass boy, yeah, came from my slumber
Who's that boy? He is dating your mama
[Verse 2: Tommy Cash]
Your parents may cry
But I'm a great player
Play my cassette player
Off the system, off the radars
I can play with the stars
My ride shall be high with anchors
Before it all crumbles
I guess it's break 'em or make 'em
[Verse 3: Joji]
You don't really know my name, ay, yeah
You don't even know my game, ay, yeah
You don't need to know my fame, yeah, yuh
I'll just let you know for the last time
I don't need no bitch (Wooh, wooh), yeah
I don't need no friends rolling in my stench (No stench)
I got cabinets filled with medicine (Yeah)
I got all these rolls filled with presidents (Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo)
So leave me alone
I don't fuck with nobody
Strapped up my own body
Down to the throne
If you got no money
Don't call my phone (Bitch)