Musica de Altosgp del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Altosgp 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 Lyrics, 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 técnica vocal,
[Intro]
(It's Surreal Gang, lil' bitch, haha)
(Can I put my Glock in your purse?)
(Can I put my Glock in your purse?)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, yeah, yeah) Hey
[Chorus]
Can I put my Glock in your purse? (In your purse, purse)
Is you gon' blow when it's time to work?
Is you gon' put someone in the dirt for me? (Me, mh)
Say you want Chanel
Number (N)ine smell, yeah
You can go to hell, uh
You must have forgot what you did in the past years, uh
Turnt up two years, let them never look back in my rear (Mh-mh)
Got a happy home, lovin' how I livе, yeah (How I live)
Got a happy wife and shе treat me right
Yeah, she love me right and she hold me tight
When a nigga down, she gon' be my hype
And she blind to the niggas in sight
Went and bought the time, Patek lookin' nice
And it got some ice
.45, that's the name of my pipe
Slimin' for some cheese, nigga, you a mice
And I'm tryna make it into Heaven
Seven-seven-seven, told 'em roll the dice (Tell 'em roll the dice, dice)
[Bridge]
Havin' all this motion like I'm in tight, yeah (Like I'm in tight, yeah)
Get up in that pussy and it's real tight, yeah, huh, yeah
That mean nobody hit it right, finna hit it right
[Chorus]
Can I put my Glock in your purse? (In your purse, purse)
Is you gon' blow when it's time to work?
Is you gon' put someone in the dirt for me? (Me, mh)
Say you want Chanel (Say you want Chanel)
Number (N)ine smell, yeah (Number (N)ine smell)
You can go to hell, uh
You must have forgot what you did in the past years, uh
Turnt up two years, let them never look back in my rear (Mh-mh)
Got a happy home, lovin' how I live, yeah (How I live)
Got a happy wife and she treat me right
Yeah, she love me right and she hold me tight
When a nigga down, she gon' be my hype
And she blind to the niggas in sight
Went and bought the time, Patek lookin' nice
And it got some ice
.45, that's the name of my pipe
Slimin' for some cheese, nigga, you a mice
And I'm tryna make it into Heaven
Seven-seven-seven, told 'em roll the dice (Tell 'em roll the dice, dice)
[Outro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh (Hold me tight), yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh (Huh, huh, huh, ha), mh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (Lovin' me right)
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh (Lovin' you right)