Musica de Amir Najibi 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 Amir Najibi 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
[Intro]
Okay, okay, ha, okay
[Chorus]
Real racks, tell a nigga, “Back up” (Back up?)
Ba-bad bitch, see I got my swag up (Got my swag up?)
Caught him lacking goin' to school, pick yo bag up (Bitch-ass nigga)
I just touched down in that trap, they goin' crazy (They goin' what?)
Got a lot of sons, but I ain't got no babies (I got no what?)
My drip from overseas, just like I'm in the Navy
It's a lot of niggas, claiming that they made me (Shit, shit)
[Verse]
In the trap, I'm whippin' crack up in the pot (I'm whippin what?)
Pop out at the function, like I'm Jack up in the box
Shawty think that we had somethin', told that lil' hoe kick some rocks (No cap)
I just came from Eliantte, put some diamonds in my- (Hold on I said that already)
I just came from Eliantte, put some diamonds in my glasses (Aye)
Ain't gon' lie, this shit better work out, bitch, I'm failin' all my classes (I'm failin' all my)
Told that hoe, "Lil' bitch, I'm Kevin Gates, now watch me work some magic"
I love bad bitches and weed, man, I think that shit a habit (This shit a)
Ain't gon' lie, this hoe ‘bout dumb, she shoulda stayed in school
She really said, "Gimme some top," I said, "Bitch after you" (Bitch after you)
My pockets full of cash, so I know I'm gon' act a fool (What?)
I heard you want a feature, ‘kay bro, then I'm taxin' you (I'm taxin' you nigga)
(Yeah, $250 for the feat bitch, $150 for the open)
[Chorus]
Real racks, tell a nigga, “Back up” (Back up?)
Ba-bad bitch, see I got my swag up (Got my swag up?)
Caught him lacking goin' to school, pick yo bag up (Bitch-ass nigga)
I just touched down in that trap, they goin' crazy (They goin' what?)
Got a lot of sons, but I ain't got no babies (I got no what?)
My drip from overseas, just like I'm in the Navy
It's a lot of niggas, claiming that they made me (You ain’t made shit, nigga)