Musica de Don Toliver del Genero: Hip Hop Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Hip Hop son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Don Toliver tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Hip Hop, 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
[Intro]
Woo
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
[Chorus]
Two hoes (Wet, wet)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head on the low, low (Yeah, yeah)
When I’m in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can’t
[Post-Chorus]
Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
Fuck 'em all, shawty cryin' (Woah-woah)
Officer, I got a stick in my boot
If you play around dumb, then a nigga might shoot (Boom, boom, boom)
[Verse 1]
I can't be greedy, I know they need me
Cookin’ up fettuccine
I got her in town eatin’ tortellini
She a bad, bad, bad, hella bad, bad
Oh, you're gonna pay a big bag, come see me (Gotta pay, gotta pay, gotta pay, gotta pay)
3400, I was clipping up two-piece
Comin’ up, my idol was Gucci
You're kinda bad, oh yeah (Hey)
You better go hide yourself (Oh-oh)
You're finna get high, oh yeah (High)
She do or die, oh yeah (Ooh)
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
[Chorus]
Two hoes (Wet, wet)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head on the low, low (Yeah, yeah)
When I’m in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
[Post-Chorus]
Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
You said it's love, I know you lie
Switched out her clothes then I told her, "Bye, bye, bye"
[Verse 2]
Eat it up clean like a cheesecake
She ain't fuckin' with him, he a cheapskate (Uh-huh)
Have your ho signin' up for the sweepstakes
I done ran through the lane with the heatwave
Got two in the cut, need to behave
Ha, yes, uh, I run up my check
I need that head on the freeway
Ah, yes, damn, I'm doin' my best (Doin' my best)
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh (Woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)
Huh, huh (Haha), huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
[Chorus]
Two hoes (Wet, wet)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head on the low, low (Yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't26