Musica de Ambezza 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 Ambezza 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]
He's gonna be fucking a lot of bad bitches, that's his projects, that's what's up, that's--
That's what I do, bro
My voice is fuckin' dying and shit
Throat dead, no homo
Aye, BTR gang, this 23 gang, pull up on you and we hitting a s-
Still do the song though... it's Krishu!
[Hook]
That boy think them chains new, but bro been had that
Keep the sport mode in the stash, 12 watching on the dash cam
I got indie trap money, I don't get no bags back
Told this bitch that the Advils is Percs, it's a bad batch
Baby would you trust me? Would you put trust in me?
The Cherokee Jeep lovely, I just got the truck with V
Said i'ma treat her like a slut, told her "I won't fuck for free"
I put money over sex and drugs, ain't no lust in me
[Verse]
She off them yiddas, wanna fuck? i'm not a whore, lil bitch
You wanna fuck me? Gotta spend a lil more, lil bitch
Fucking on twins, like i'm Mormon Krish
Stay with Rick, like Morty Smith
Hear the Cat up the street, on some Harley Shit
He taking L's like Romney, Mitt
Free them, like Joseph Smith
Brown boy, i'm not Muslim, hoe, i'm Hindu though
So red dots, on his temple, we been into those
We made him quit, he not bout smoke no more, he Russell Crowe
How could I be bout kissing bitches? We burn mistletoe
My FOB bitch like, "play Namjoon"
Water keep two white hoes, and I call him Mitchell Musso
She gon' say she hate the food, she still gon' pay for Blues
Heard he switched, he with the opps, we gon kill Baby Ruth (God willing)
What you do is fucking dog food, but still do it baby boo
Told her "you can do what you do, long as you hand me the blues"
He said that he her man, I said "Thank God"
Play with my guap, we catch you in your yard, turn your stupid ass into Rand Paul
[Hook]
That boy think them chains new, but bro been had that
Keep the sport mode in the stash, 12 watching on the dash cam
I got indie trap money, I don't get no bags back
Told this bitch that the Advils is Percs, it's a bad batch
Baby would you trust me? Would you put trust in me?
The Cherokee Jeep lovely, I just got the truck with V
Said i'ma treat her like a slut, told her "I won't fuck for free"
I put money over sex and drugs, ain't no lust in me
[Outro]
He whispered, though, when I walked in the room, his lil bitch ass
Tsk, fuck that nigga
Uhmm... So, I guess that's that, um-
Abir, did you like Krish?
A lil bit