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,
kant switch Lyrics[Chorus]
(Tooted up) Twizzy
(Tooted up) Twizzy
(Tooted up) Twizzy
(Tooted up) Twizzy (Hey)
Yeah, can’t change no side on my twizzy (Yeah, aye aye)
I just be swervin’ that Benz (Skrrrr)
I cannot do it again, yeah (No)
Yeah, I cannot switch on my twin, twizzy (Ye ye yeah)
I cannot switch on my friend, yeah
Yeah, ride in the Tesla and I do it again, heh
We so up up up up up all the way to the end, yeah
We so up up up up up, it don’t even make sense, yeah
Tell these o-o-o-o-opps, they don’t makе bands
I just been sizing my bitch
Yeah, I just be sizing my wrist
Yeah, AP thеy lit like this (AP)
Long time to get like this, yeah (Let’s go)
[Verse]
None of this shit make sense to me (Uh uh)
I got a whole lot of enemies (Phew)
And your bitch wanna come and have sex with me (Oh yeah yeah, yeah)
None of these broke boy make sense to me
This Glock up on my waist, yeah, this bitch bisexually
I’m an artistic dude
Put ice cream on this watch
Swervin’ how I feel like it
Got ‘em all on my cock (Yeah lego, aye aye)
Made ten bands on a iWatch
Yeah, put a couple twizzies on opp watch (Phew)
Yeah, bitch jump on this dick like it’s hop scotch (Cmon)
Yeah yeah, brand new, inside the bitch is all butterscotch
Feeling the titties, feeling up the tatas yeah
When the hell would I [?], yeah ([?])
Everyone one of my twizzies got mob ties (Yeah)
Yeah, start shipping these racks outta here
I don’t even wanna hear, I don’t care (Yeah)
Yeah, there’s nothing I fear, I don’t care
Hunnid bands under my helmet (Hunnid)
[?]
I be so high, paranoid, I don’t need nun next to you (Ugh)
Told my twizzy, we gon’ run it up, I’m boutta invest in you (Yeah)
All my bitches bisexual, said that I’m they favorite dude (Yeah)
[Chorus]
(Tooted up) Twizzy
(Tooted up) Twizzy
(Tooted up) Twizzy
(Tooted up) Twizzy (Hey)
Yeah, can’t change no side on my twizzy (Yeah, aye aye)
I just be swervin’ that Benz (Skrrrr)
I cannot do it again, yeah (No)
Yeah, I cannot switch on my twin, twizzy (Ye ye yeah)
I cannot switch on my friend, yeah
Yeah, ride in the Tesla and I do it again, heh
We so up up up up up all the way to the end, yeah
We so up up up up up, it don’t even make sense, yeah
Tell these o-o-o-o-opps, they don’t even make bands
I just been sizing my bitch
Yeah, I just be sizing my wrist
Yeah, AP they lit like this (AP)
Long time to get like this, yeah (Let’s go)