Musica de Alban Chela del Genero: Electronica Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Electronica son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Alban Chela 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 Electronica, 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
[Chorus]
Easy puffin' xans and now she wanna fuck
Yah
360 no scope that's a tummy-tuck
Yah
Empty henny bottles yea I think I'm done
But I'm still swerving in a whip cuz I don't give a fuck!
[Verse 1]
How we do it; pop some xans, now she wanna fuck
360 no scope that's a tummy-tuck
Aye
Empty henny bottles, yeah, I think I'm drunk
But I'm still swerving in a whip cuz I don't give a fuck
Aye!
Who you think you is? I don't know you
Yah
I know I'm lookin' pretty dashin' on the Rodo
Aye
I know he wanna be like me I give him kudos
Yah
Ya my nigga in the back he doin' Judo
Yah
[Beat drop imminent]
Yeah, yeah, she fuck with me and sorry she ain't comin' back
I know you just a square, you ain't worth a quarter of Designer bags
Of Designer bags
Of Designer bags
Boy you just a squarе you ain't quarter 'signer bags
[Drop]
[Chorus]
(We just, wе just, we just) we just popped some xans, now she wanna fuck
Yah!
360 no scope that's a tummy-tuck
Aye
Empty henny bottles, yeah, I think I'm drunk
But I'm swervin' in the whip cuz I don't give a fuck
Yuh we drug pop some xan, now she wanna fuck
Aye
360 no scope that's a tummy-tuck
Aye
Empty henny bottles, yeah, I think I'm drunk
But I'm swervin' in a whip cuz I don't give a fuck
Aye!
[Verse 2]
I just need hundred gram
Feelin' myself I'm a stunner man
Look at my blood that shit look we be
Look at yo bih now she doin' me
I ride on that bih like Sophocles(?)
She quick with the lick in a robbery
She spillin' the lean on my Robin jeans
She just put that lean on my Robin jeans
[Beat drop imminent]
Yeah, yeah, she fuck with me and sorry she ain't comin' back
I know you just a square, you ain't worth a quarter of Designer bags
Of Designer bags
Of Designer bags
Boy you just a square you ain't quarter 'signer bags
[Drop]