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]
Wop
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy)
[Chorus]
My bitch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates (Nah), can't come to my place (Ayy)
We just meet up, fuck her in a Wraith (Yeah)
Ain't no string attached (Nah), she don't call me bae (Ayy)
My bitch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates (Nah), can't come to my place (Ayy)
We just meet up, fuck her in a Wraith (Yeah)
Ain't no string attached (Nah), she don't call me bae (Ayy)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, flew a bitch from out of state and put her in a Westin
Ayy, told her only way I'm fuckin' if she bring her best friend
Ayy, If I can bring them to the stu' and fuck both of them in my session, ayy
Her boyfriend get to tweaking, that chopper send him to heaven, ayy
Rocking Rick Owens, I'm in all black
Bitch I drip that Triple S's, 'fore they did it, I did all that
Old ass rappers go'n and fall back (Fall back)
It's Lil Wopster, keep a chopper, ain't no image, I'm with all that
Pop a Percocet and I just left the Earth
That nigga tried to kill Lil Wopster but I got him first, ayy
In a coupe, the top fell off, I think this bitch is cursed (It's cursed)
You need to go'n sell your old car and go and buy a hearse (Ayy)
[Chorus]
My bitch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates, can't come to my place
Ayy, we just meet up, fuck her in a Wraith
Ain't no string attached, she don't call me bae
My bitch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates, can't come to my place
Ayy, we just meet up, fuck her in a Wraith
Ain't no string attached, she don't call me bae