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,
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Balënci Feet Lyrics[Intro]
New Wave
Smokin', I'm all in my way, slidin'
Let's go, ayy, ayy, let me talk my shit real quick
Yeah, turn up, let's go
Shit real quick
Yeah, go
[Chorus]
Stepped outside today with Balenciaga feet (Yeah)
Say your pockets February, just watch where your pockets be (What? What? Yeah)
Say they doin' this and doin' that, boy, you not as hard as me (Oh)
Coach know I'ma hit like every time, that's why he started me (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm on these Percs, gotta back up from me, you just startled me (Yeah)
Bags, hundreds, bags, yeah, why you always bother me? (Why?)
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me?
I can't even show what the hell I been doin', 'cause they gon' copy me
Rolls-Royce, four-door truck, know I'm coppin' it (Woah)
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the hotel, your bitch is slobberin'
Take so many damn Percs, they like, "What you bottling?"
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in (Woah)
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy, that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese every day, fuck what your comments say (Fuck)
Uh, uh, let's go
[Verse]
I just threw away my phone, I wanna conversate (No)
Racks on me, bands on me (Rack)
Watch her dance on me, dance on it (What? What?)
I'ma smash on her, smash on it (Yeah)
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on it
She told me that she love me for really, well, I'ma pass on it (Haha)
All this shit so silly, the way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
I'm 'bout to have that car in like two months, I still won't care about it
Finna have that Jeep on Jeepers Creepers, pushin' two-hundred mid at night (Ack)
You could link with me one time and I swear I could change your life (Woah)
Trust me, you won't even feel like the real you when that EDD hit twice (Word)
She said, "Yeat, why you take X so much?", I don't even know why (Why?)
Man, I swear the last time I took that shit I talked to my demon and cried (Cried, go)
Yeah, we all humans, yeah, you don't have to lie (Why?)
Richard Mill', Aston Martin, one of a kind
In my DM, "Can I get that shit for free?", stop wastin' my time
I done stayed down for all these years, I'm next in line (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
When I get that big ol' bag, I'ma trip and die (Die, die)
'Cause I might go up before I end up dyin' (Dyin')
All these broke-ass penny pinching kids, get off my line
They say, "Yeat, where you at? You not Alivë, I don't remember life
Nobody really got your back, boy, you just a lie
'Cause you ain't really solid like that, you switching sides
Chain came with a ice pack, like put my thighs
[Chorus]
Stepped outside today with Balenciaga feet (Yeah)
Say your pockets February, just watch where your pockets be (What? What? Yeah)
Say they doin' this and doin' that, boy, you not as hard as me (Oh)
Coach know I'ma hit like every time, that's why he started me (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm on these Percs, gotta back up from me, you just startled me (Yeah)
Bags, hundreds, bags, yeah, why you always bother me? (Why?)
Every time you got a problem, like why the hell you callin' me?
I can't even show what the hell I been doin', 'cause they gon' copy me
Rolls-Royce, four-door truck, know I'm coppin' it (Woah)
Suicide doors on the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got back to the hotel, your bitch is slobberin'
Take so many damn Percs, they like, "What you bottling?"
Drank man scored, he just told me he got bottles in (Woah)
They think that they rappin' 'bout some shit, boy, that's just a common saying
Still gon' get to the cheese every day, fuck what your comments say (Fuck)
Uh, uh, let's go
[Outro]
I just threw away my phone, I wanna conversate (No)
Racks on me, bands on me (Rack)
Watch her dance on me, dance on it (What? What?)
I'ma smash on her, smash on it (Yeah)
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on it
She told me that she love me for really, well, I'ma pass on it (Haha)
All this shit so silly, the way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
I'm 'bout to have that car in like two months, I still won't care about it