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]
Mario!
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Whatever you say, baby
"I lied to you"
How could I lie to you?
Why would I drive to you? (Know you miles away)
But I feel better (Ooh), cold weather
She got on Margiela, I got on a knitted sweater
She keep it cutie, so unique and and hard like leather (Oh my)
If you moving how I move, she'll do whatever (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Don Toliver]
I know it's past eight and it kinda late (Late)
Tell me with a straight face
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it—
I know it's past еight and it kinda late (Late)
Tell mе with a straight face
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it—
[Verse 2: Ashton Travis]
Told her I was busy, she still on my line
Bring it on, oh shit, you know that ain't right
Bring in the—, oh girl, you know that ain't right
She just one night, not in my life
'Cause you know I don't catch feelings
I'm just having fun, with it
You know I beloved every time I'm in town
Always hit you up when I'm back around
Pull up to your house, why you playing? (Why you playing?)
[?], my hope I don't—, [?] ([?])
My love ain't free, whatchu payin'? (Whatchu payin'?)
And you know I'm taxin' like I'm Uncle Sam (Sam, Sam, Sam)
I'm just tryna find my inner peace
Tryna stay away from all that bullshit I don't need
Lately I been needin' space, cause I just feel like I can't breathe
Said, what I said, right now, but there's always later
[Chorus: Don Toliver]
I know it's past eight and it kinda late (Late)
Tell me with a straight face
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it—
I know it's past eight and it kinda late (Late)
Tell me with a straight face
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it on and rock it
Yeah, we can get it—