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]
Phew
Yeahhh, yeah (Lil’ bitch, haha)
(Al-Al-Al-Al-)
Hahaha, go (Go)
Hahaha, yeah! (Yeah!)
Yeah… (Yeah...)
Yeah, yeah, yeahhh
Uh huh, uh huh
Ayy, haaa, goo, ayy
[Chorus]
Bitch like, “Oh my God” (God)
Yo’ ho call my line, ayy (Line)
That ho want my bands, sorry, ho, you can’t get mine (Can't get mine)
Ayy, my lil’ bitch, she a dime (She a dime)
Rock that Rick, no (N)ine (Nine)
Tell that bitch, "Stop wasting my time" (Time)
Beat that ho back, make her cryin'
I hit a jugg, boy, now I'm flyin' (Phew)
Brand new wrist, can't tell the time (Time)
You niggas is ho's, we takin' yo' life (Life)
I'm off the gas, bitch, high like a Kite (High like a Kitе)
Fuckin' yo' bitch, I ain't know that's yo' Wife (Uh, woo!)
Boy, we got chops, boy, we got fyе (Fye)
That nigga broke, so why do he lie? (Why do he lie?)
I'm mixin' the Wock, feel like Bill Nye (Bill Nye)
I'm goin' on ahead, nigga, I don't know why (I don't know why)
[Verse]
Yo' bitch givin' brain, nigga, I don't know why (I don't know why)
I hit me a stain, nigga, I don't know why (I don't know why)
Fuckin' yo' bitch, clothes off, oh my! (Yeah! Ayy)
Bullets, they too hot, get to fryin' (Fryin')
Smokin' on gas, my brains fryin' (Brains fryin')
Keep me the pole, I keep me the nine
Gave her the dick, bih', now she cryin'... (Now she cryin', yeah)
[Chorus]
Bitch like, “Oh my God” (God)
Yo’ ho call my line, ayy (Line)
That ho want my bands, sorry, ho, you can’t get mine (Can't get mine)
Ayy, my lil’ bitch, she a dime (Dime)
Rock that Rick, no (N)ine (Nine)
Tell that bitch, "Stop wasting my time" (Time)
Beat that ho back, make her cryin'
I hit a jugg, boy, now I'm flyin' (Phew)
Brand new wrist, can't tell the time (Time)
You niggas is ho's, we takin' yo' life (Life)
I'm off the gas, bitch, high like a Kite (High like a Kite)
Fuckin' yo' bitch, I ain't know that's yo' Wife (Uh, woo!)
Boy, we got chops, boy, we got fye (Fye)
That nigga broke, so why do he lie? (Why do he lie?)
I'm mixin' the Wock, feel like Bill Nye (Bill Nye)
I'm goin' on ahead, nigga, I don't know why (I don't know why)