Musica de Don Toliver del Genero: Hip Hop Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Hip Hop son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Don Toliver 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 Hip Hop, 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
[Intro]
Go Grizz
W-W-W-Winner's Circle
[Chorus]
It take a whole lotta (Oh), to keep this shit intact
I been vibin' all on my own, ain't no way I'm goin' back (Yeah, yeah)
You done been around for too long, I seen you done caught a contact
I was moving dope state to state, lowkey, my car was compact
You gotta go and hit your knees, keep it all cool with me
She was born in Tennessee, she always spilling her tea
And her old man plugged in good, you could get about ten a piece
No lie, we ain't on good terms but I shop out every week
[Verse]
Oh, I'm so cold, no offense, she just want her sum'
If you think I'm playing or sum', I need you to say sum'
Two doors in the coupe with doors wide open
I need that paystub
Shawty get down in the club (Shawty get down)
I feel that rain comin'
Sometimes I feel like my heart be made of nothin'
Like, what, you tryna get saved or sum'? (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Sometimes I feel my heart be made of nothin'
Like, what, you tryna get saved or sum'? (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
[Bridge]
I love it when you get to talkin' that nasty
Take you for a ride in Donny caddie
Thinkin' you doin' sum', nigga I had it
Kept her at the house, switchin' the fabrics
Running plays got me calling it Madden
Hit it from the back and she got a fatty
Think I'm mad cause she claiming I'm daddy (Ooh)
Can't be mad 'cause I already had it
[Chorus]
It take a whole lotta (Oh), to keep this shit intact
I been vibin' all on my own, ain't no way I'm goin' back (Yeah, yeah)
You done been around for too long, I seen you done caught a contact
I was moving dope state to state, lowkey, my car was compact
You gotta go and hit your knees, keep it all cool with me
She was born in Tennessee, she always spilling her tea
And her old man plugged in good, you could get about ten a piece
No lie, we ain't on good terms but I shop out every week