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]
Big Za
Yeah
Gram
(Dxnte, you snapped on this one)
Uh, uh
[Chorus]
I was bad as fuck in school, now I'm tryna dodge a sentence
Just walked out the Lanvin store, pair of shoes, twelve-fifty (Nigga)
You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me (Come here, baby)
I don't even pay to get in the club, they know I'm a walkin' ticket
I'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights (Yoom)
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price (Facts)
Left wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice (Bling)
I'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life (Skrrt)
[Verse]
I'm in that thing shiftin' and I'm lane-switchin' (Yoom)
Bitch, it's Big Za, I'ma stand on straight business (Big Za)
Uh, dunkin' on niggas' ass like Blake Griffin (Rrr)
He keep talkin', bro gon' leave his face missing (Brrt)
Bae, these Off-White, these ain't no Huarache (No Huarache, baby)
Bad bitch, fiftieth floor, eatin' hibachi (Come here, baby)
I got ten missed calls, all my bitches mad at me
Valet park, designer district, I'm goin' straight to Gallery
Juggs fiendin', yep (Yep)
Phone ringin', yep (Brrt)
Niggas hatin', yep (Nigga)
Jewelry blingin', yep (Bling)
Juggs fiendin', yep (Brrt)
Phone ringin', yep (Yep)
Niggas hatin', yep (Nigga)
Jewelry blingin', yep (Bling)
[Chorus]
I was bad as fuck in school, now I'm tryna dodge a sentence
Just walked out the Lanvin store, pair of shoes, twelve-fifty (Nigga)
You wanna boss up your life? All you gotta do is get in with me (Come here, baby)
I don't even pay to get in the club, they know I'm a walkin' ticket
I'm presidential leavin' the club, we ain't stoppin' at no lights (Yoom)
You wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the price (Facts)
Left wrist on frost, look like a bag of ice (Bling)
I'm drivin' the Bentley Bentayga like I don't love my life (Skrrt)