Musica de Alamo Records del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Alamo Records 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 Lyrics, 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
[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
It's Wop
Hey, Kenny
[Chorus]
Ayy, Friday the 13th I got a Cuban link
Xan and percs fucked up my brain, I think I need a shrink, ayy
Off the drugs, Michael Myers, a killer, I don't speak, ayy
I can't stand a basic bitch, tell that bitch have a seat, ayy
Ayy, no more rest, ayy, always wear a vest, ayy
Fuck your bitch, she losin' her breath, she got cardiac arrest, ayy
Fell in love with Wockhardt, I'm sleepwalking, I need help
Off the drugs, I'm Michael Myers, bitch, I'm not myself, ayy
[Verse]
Poppin' Percocets, ayy, molly hurt my chest, ayy
I ain't got no heart so I can't love a bitch for shit, ayy
Money Makin' Mitch, I need a money makin' bitch (It's Wop)
I love it when she suck me, but I hate when she talk shit, ayy
Michael Myers when I pull up on you, I'm a creep, ayy (It's Wop)
A hundred degrees, a hundred round drum in my jeans, ayy
Empty out the clip and it's gon' be a murder scene, ayy
Found you in the hall just like that lil' bitch off the Ring
These bitches suck on me like leeches, they all on my neck, ayy, ayy (It's Wop)
Who can flex like me? Nobody else can [?], ayy (That nigga Wop)
That nigga plottin' on the Wopster, it ain't none of that, ayy, ayy
Catch him down bad and I'ma slit his neck, ayy (Ugh)
[Chorus]
Ayy, Friday the 13th I got a Cuban link
Xan and percs fucked up my brain, I think I need a shrink, ayy
Off the drugs, Michael Myers, a killer, I don't speak, ayy
I can't stand a basic bitch, tell that bitch have a seat, ayy
Ayy, no more rest, ayy, always wear a vest, ayy
Fuck your bitch, she losin' her breath, she got cardiac arrest, ayy
Fell in love with Wockhardt, I'm sleepwalking, I need help
Off the drugs, I'm Michael Myers, bitch, I'm not myself, ayy