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
[Chorus]
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall
[Verse]
Lil Purpp bless your trap, Lil Purpp bless your trap
Poppin' Percs, poppin' molly, poppin' Xans
We just rolled up, we just almost killed your mans
Had a goofy nigga tweakin' off the xans
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hit the pot with the snow, snow, snow, snow
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hit the pot with the snow
Go to sleep, pistol in my nightstand
Hit the street, pistol in my right hand
Drop top, servin' all the white sand
You ain't a shooter if you shootin' with your both bands
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I might fuck your ho, ho, ho, ho
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm gettin' money so they think I sold my soul
[Chorus]
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall
[Bridge]
Prayin' to my mama, know she good
I'm just tryna take my brothers out the hood
I went home with the Bloods, now I'm good
I dropped a chain on my digit through the hood
[Chorus]
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm like whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I sip lean 'til I fall, fall, fall, fall