Musica de Yeat 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 Yeat 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 técnica vocal,
Backends Lyrics[Intro: Yeat]
Run that money counter baby mhmhm
Fourty-eight hours a day nigga, we goin' prime nigga
Jumbo, jet, jumbo, jet, jet
Hell yeah Trap go crazy
[Chorus: Yeat]
Jumbo jet (Yeah), yeah, new baguettes, yeah (New baguette)
I'm smokin' gas (Smokin' gas), with a new Piguet, yeah (New Piguet)
I'on stress (I'on stress), it's about this chest (It's about these racks)
I'on want these front end, these backend, these racks, yeah
[Verse 1: Yeat]
I-I want the filet mignon (Filet)
I'm talkin' 'bout I want the bone (Bone)
I'm smokin' on diamonds, no bong (No bong)
Smokin' on weed and I know that it's strong
I pop me a Perc' now I'm in my zone
Gettin' my racks, stop callin' my phone
I did all of this shit on my own (Own)
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Feel like it's Home Alone
Bae wanna break my phone (Bae wanna break my phone)
Bae wanna break my phone (Bae wanna break my)
You wanna break my phone (You wanna break my—)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Jumbo jet (Yeah), yeah, new baguettes, yeah (New baguette)
I'm smokin' gas (Smokin' gas), with a new Piguet, yeah (New Piguet)
I'on stress (I'on stress), it's about this chest (It's about these racks)
I'on want these front end, these backend, these racks, yeah
[Verse 2: Glisten]
Need my backend 'fore I walk inside the room
Run up on me, I'ma put 'em on the news (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Balenci' steppin', got designer on my shoes (On my shoes)
Too many bitches, swear they comin' by the twos (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna fuck up a bag today, I was just prayin' for better days (Next)
I'm tossin' woods and I'm gettin' this cake (Cake)
Can't fuck with the bank, got money in the safe
She wanna fuck, but it's too late
I'on wanna fuck, bitch, gimme the face (Face)
All that leechin', get out my face (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hop on the jet, go to MIA
[Chorus: Yeat]
Jumbo jet (Yeah), yeah, new baguettes, yeah (New baguette)
I'm smokin' gas (Smokin' gas), with a new Piguet, yeah (New Piguet)
I'on stress (I'on stress), it's about this chest (It's about these racks)
I'on want these front end, these backend, these racks, yeah