Musica de K Camp del Genero: Rap Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rap son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de K Camp 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 Rap, 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]
Nah, but listen to this song real quick
I like this song, hold up, hold up, hold up
RARE Sound
It's that trappin' in London for sure
[Chorus]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Okay)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Oh, yeah), let's go
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Feelings)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, drop my feelings (Drop my, drop), yeah (Drop my, drop, drop my, drop, drop my, drop)
Drop my feelings (Shit, shit)
Stack my money to the ceilin' (Ceilin')
AMG coupe no ceilings
Bounce back from a loss, my pockets been goin' through a motherfuckin' hеalin' (Ha, ha)
Stack my money to the ceilin' (Lеt's go)
AMG coupe no ceilings
Bounce back from a loss, my pockets been goin' through a motherfuckin'
[Chorus]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Okay)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), let's go (Drop my feelings)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), mm (Feelings)
[Verse]
Got a lil' bitch that I met last night, shit, I been tryna take her ass out
Made me some mail, but you know I want more, shit, you know I'm gon' figure that out
Hustle, hustle (Hustle), hustle (Hustle), even in a drought
Rockin' Dior, pocket full of hunnids, I ain't gettin' what? Better watch your mouth
Walked in with 'bout 30K in my trousers
Pop me a ten, we gon' fuck for hours
I got hoes in Miami, in Broward (Broward)
Give her a light show with a champagne shower
Thought I miscounted, let me count it again
Blues on blues, now watch 'em all spend
I swear to God I ain't goin' broke again
Jumped in the foreign, let her hair in the wind
[Chorus]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Okay)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Let's go), yeah (Let's go, let's go, let's go), drop my feelings
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, okay
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Feelings), shit
[Outro]
Drop my feelings
It ain't hard, jump out my feelings (Yeah)
I had to drop my feelings