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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CC Lyrics[Intro]
(BNYX)
[Chorus]
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, I just signed for seven millies (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, let me tell you what's the deal (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
I just walked in YSL, denim jeans, yeah (Phew)
All this shit done got too perfect, to a tee, yeah
Yeah, no, no, I don't want the rollie, it want me, yeah (It want me)
And that bitch-ass way too fat, don’t fit in no jeans, yeah (Yeah)
[Verse]
Told you, "Wait a minute, let me wake up and count my racks" (My racks)
I could tell you don't be high, bitch, who the hell you tryna impress? (Ooh, yeah)
Sendin' shots to head, headshots, don't rock no vest (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
I got Ricky Denim Jeans on and Saint Laurent like, yes (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
I'm just askin' what the fiends on, "Cause they fell off?", yes (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Yeah, Balenci' what's my feet's on, like I'm runnin' track (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
I had to cut up all my friends, I had to double back (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
I be ridin' in them Tonka's, but I still like me the 'Vette (Oh, yeah)
[Chorus]
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, I just signed for seven millies (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, let me tell you what's the deal (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
Rock Cha-ne-ne, man, rock Cha-ne-ne, man (Buh-bop-bop-oh, yeah)
I just walked in YSL, denim jeans, yeah (Phew)
All this shit done got too perfect, to a tee, yeah
Yeah, no, no, I don't want the rollie, it want me, yeah (It want me)
And that bitch-ass way too fat, don’t fit in no jeans, yeah (Yeah)