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,
Duckëd off - Bonus Lyrics(Chorus - Yeat)
I'm ducked off, I'm ducked off, I'm ducked off, I'm— (Yeah)
I'm geeked up, I'm geeked up, I'm tweaked up, I'm— (Yeah)
Ridin' through in that big Tonka, in that big truck, in that— (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, no fucks, just one fuck and that's— (Yeah)
Gettin' money money that's all money, just get money in that— (Yeah)
Yeah, pull up the show walk out the show leave it at the show (Yeah)
Hop on the plane, do the shows, then I'm back on the plane, ho (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck who you is, you a fuckin' lame (Yeah)
(Verse - DeeDaVamp)
Sipping up on this drank, I'm pourin up lean
Then I sip on the drank
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea I'm boutta skrrt in that Tonka
They shooting at it point blank
Tonka got crazy armor
You aint never get a chance to spank
Spank
Spank
Spank my bitch
In her butt
If she talks she walk the plank, get spanked
Waddup, Krank?
We take the private jet out to Burbank
We pray to god the jet dont pull a Kobe and we die and lose our bank
I got a show (I got a show)
I got a hoe (I got a hoe)
Slurp slurp slurp
Big booty bro (big booty bro)
boing boing boing (boing boing boing)
Recoil crazy (recoil crazy)
Course' I'm talking bout' my Tonka
The wheels on it extended
(Chorus - Yeat)
I'm ducked off, I'm ducked off, I'm ducked off, I'm— (Yeah)
I'm geeked up, I'm geeked up, I'm tweaked up, I'm— (Yeah)
Ridin' through in that big Tonka, in that big truck, in that— (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, no fucks, just one fuck and that's— (Yeah)
Gettin' money money that's all money, just get money in that— (Yeah)
Yeah, pull up the show walk out the show leave it at the show (Yeah)
Hop on the plane, do the shows, then I'm back on the plane, ho (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck who you is, you a fuckin' lame (Yeah)