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]
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
[Chorus]
I'm that nigga, not similar to your bitch ass (Your bitch ass)
I won't even kiss the bitch, you gon' eat the bitch ass (You gon' eat the bitch ass)
I made ya bitch ride all day, like Six Flags (Like Six Flags)
I don't gotta gang bang but still'll push your wig back (Push your wig back)
I'm that nigga, not similar to your bitch ass (Your bitch ass)
I won't even kiss the bitch, you gon' eat the bitch ass (You gon' eat the bitch ass)
I made ya bitch ride all day, like Six Flags (Like Six Flags)
I don't gotta gang bang but still'll push your wig back (Push your wig back)
[Verse]
All my niggas gang bang, Comethazine been did that
(Been did that)
I don't need no gang, I'll bust your brain independent (Independent)
Iced out Cuban link with bustdown demon on my pendant (Demon on my pendant)
In your bedroom with your bitch, straight gettin' it (Aw, yeah)
You thought she was faithful, shе a thot, dawg, forget it
(Forget it)
My Hellcat need fixin', burnt thе top off my engine
(Off my engine)
Took it to the shop and I dropped twenty racks to fix it
(Twenty racks to fix it)
I ain't bring my mop, but got this Glock so I ain't trippin'
(I ain't trippin')
Talkin' shit until I send a bitch to bust your biscuit
(Bust your biscuit)
Send a shot up to him, barbecue him like some brisket
(Like some brisket)
My money tall, your's short and small just like a midget
(Like a midget)
Only I can ball, but I let y'all come and witness
(Come and witness)
Ball hard like John Wall in the beginning
(John Wall in the beginning)
Bitch, I ball hard like Derrick Rose when he was winnin'
(Derrick Rose when he was winnin')
[Chorus]
I'm that nigga, not similar to your bitch ass (Your bitch ass)
I won't even kiss the bitch, you gon' eat the bitch ass (You gon' eat the bitch ass)
I made ya bitch ride all day, like Six Flags (Like Six Flags)
I don't gotta gang bang but still'll push your wig back (Push your wig back)
I'm that nigga, not similar to your bitch ass (Your bitch ass)
I won't even kiss the bitch, you gon' eat the bitch ass (You gon' eat the bitch ass)
I made ya bitch ride all day, like Six Flags (Like Six Flags)
I don't gotta gang bang but still'll push your wig back (Push your wig back)