Musica de Skrilla 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 Skrilla 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 técnica vocal,
[Intro]
(John Dami make the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
[Chorus]
She just wanna fuck a gangster (Gangster)
Like the way I push the whip and totin' on my banger (My banger)
Throwin' up my set, bitch, I be twistin' up my fingers (My fingers)
Fuckin' with my heart like you a surgical doctor (Doctor)
Bitch, just give me proper love
Let's make some memories (Make some memories)
On the floor, we fuckin', sweat drippin' all on me (All on me)
I like it, you like it, uh
What would I do if I didn't know what to do with it? (Didn't know what to do with it, what would I do?)
I'm gangster, I just know I'ma jump right in the pool with it (The pool with it)
[Verse]
You nasty, I'm nasty, I like it when you stickin' your tonguе out (Tongue out)
You know I beat it up, treat you likе I never leave it, you know I'm the one now (Ooh)
Only time I gotta leave when I answer the trap phone
You know I get it off like I'm a quarterback and you know I'm runnin' back home (Ooh, ooh)
What would I do if I ain't never had you?
What would I do if I ain't say a word or walk past you? (Ooh)
I wouldn't get to see you naked (Naked)
I wouldn't get to show you all the things a nigga thinkin' (A nigga thinkin', ooh, ooh)
I wouldn't get to bustin' at you like I'm bustin' at the opps (Bustin' at the)
I wouldn't be able to put you in handcuffs like someone called the cops (Cuff you up, ooh, ooh)
I just wanna show you all the shit a nigga fiendin' 'bout (Fiendin' 'bout)
Show you all that freak shit a nigga dreamin' 'bout (He's dreamin' 'bout)
I can't even say it on the beat, that shit be out of line (That's some nasty shit)
I've been waitin' for the perfect moment, this the perfect time (This the perfect time)
Got me in the studio (Got me in the studio)
Got me in my bag, I'm tryna make a movie though (Make a movie though)
Got me on my doggy shit, I feel like Scooby-Doo (Scooby, ooh)
[Chorus]
She just wanna fuck a gangster
Like the way I push the whip and totin' on my banger
Throwin' up my set, bitch, I be twistin' up my fingers
Fuckin' with my heart like you a surgical doctor
Bitch, just give me proper love
Let's make some memories
On the floor, we fuckin', sweat drippin' all on me
I like it, you like it, uh
What would I do if I didn't know what to do with it?
I'm gangster, I just know I'ma jump right in the pool with it
[Outro]
She just wanna fuck a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
Oh, she just wanna fuck a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
And she just got herself a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
She just wanna fuck a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
She just wanna fuck a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
And she just got herself a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
She just wanna fuck a gangster (Ooh, ooh)
And she just got herself a gangster (Ooh, ooh)