Musica de Fridayy del Genero: R B Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de R B son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Fridayy 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 R B, 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
[Chorus: Fridayy & Tafia]
We ain't going nowhere
Round and round and round (Where you think you going?)
In circles (You ain't going nowhere)
Mm, we ain't going nowhere
Round and round and round (On and off, it go on and on, we too toxic) in circles
(All along, I miss how you be walkin' in my boxers)
Mm, we ain't going (We ain't) nowhere
Round and round and round (I ain't tryna fight), mm, in circles (I'm tryna fight to put these diamonds in ya life, ayy)
Mm-mm, we ain't going (No) nowhere
Round and round and round (Round, uh-huh) in circles (Mm-mm, mm-mm)
[Verse 1: Tafia]
Ayy, ayy, okay
On and off, it go on and on, we too toxic
All along, I miss how you be walkin' in my boxers
Uh, I ain't tryna fight, I'm tryna fight to put these diamonds in ya life
Put that drum between your thighs (Ayy)
Don't tell me all your lies, keep 'em to yourself (Phew)
Don't bring up other guys, I'll bring you up myself (Put you up)
Put you up, keep you in a tuck, now you Tafia's (Ayy)
You a trophy, keep you polished up like the Oscar's (Ayy)
Twerk somethin', keep me entertained, I got dollars
Nigga play with you, he gon' die, I like problems (Uh)
Do what you want, uh
I let her do what she want uh, and she let me hit it when I want (Uh)
We did it in the car, huh, backseat of the Cullinan
Living room had her leaning on the bar
Her ex stalkin', tryna see who she callin' zaddy (Phew)
Two hours later, checked her story and she at me (Petty)
[Chorus: Fridayy & Tafia]
We ain't going nowhere
Round and round and round (She said she ain't going nowhere) in circles (I ain't going nowhere either, fuck it)
Mm, we ain't going nowhere
Round and round and round (On and off, it go on and on, we too toxic) in circles
(All along, I miss how you be walkin' in my boxers)
Mm, we ain't going (We ain't) nowhere
Round and round and round (I ain't tryna fight), mm, in circles (I'm tryna fight to put these diamonds in ya life, ayy)
Mm-mm, we ain't going (No) nowhere
Round and round and round (Round, round) in circles (Mm-mm, mm-mm)