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VOODOO (MEXICO)
Hip-Hop
VOODOO (MEXICO) è stato pubblicato il 5 luglio 2024 da dein-studio records come parte dell'album LUNAS
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AlbumLUNAS
Data di uscita5 luglio 2024
Etichettadein-studio records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM71

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KALINAW
KALINAW
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Valentin Voss
Noah Valentin Voss
Composer
Brian John Beck
Brian John Beck
Lyrics

Testi

Whoo
I‘m related to you, so voodoo
If you wish me good, so you too, huh
I wanna be understood, you want too, huh
We both are much closer, no 2, huh
I’m related to you, so voodoo, huh
If you keep it true, i do too, whoo
Voodoo, voodoo, whoo
Aye, who knew? Who know? Yeah
Smokin‘ on mary jane, she keepin‘ me cool
The skill is permanent boy i ain‘t a fool
You think i‘m arrogant, bitch i look it through
That‘s why my eyes won‘t ever get stuck to you
You see my focus‘ on the other side
Been too much times i‘ve seen my mama cry
I‘m related to you, so voodoo, whoo
Bitch i’m me, and i‘m you, and that‘s true
Homie trunks with that beat, it‘s that juice
When i cook, my wrist like kai, i‘m smooth
Watch your girl, she 'bout to give a smooch whoo
I‘m related to you, so voodoo
Pendejo, hijo de puta
Por que has aparcado tu cohete en mi puto jardin?
Get this bag when i cook
Wrist go whoo
Bitch i‘m back and it‘s that sicko sick
Got my ass in my studio
Put me back into my studio
Get this bag when i cook
Wrist go whoo
Bitch i‘m back and it‘s that sicko sick
Got my ass in my studio yeah, yeah
My girl ass like we in mexico yeah
I‘m dropping back to back to back to back to back
Still ain‘t got the respect that i deserve, yeah
I‘m feelin‘ curved, yeah
A lotta cursin‘ i do, ain‘t got no nerves, yeah
Bitch how much a penny‘s worth today?
Wait with your tea, it‘s early grey
Fuck your courtesy
The pearly gates been open for some murder names, huh
Any further babe, huh
It‘s my own, own world, world, yeah
I have committed bitch way, way back
Somewhen it‘s gonna be pay day
Back when i nothing, i did face facts
I know the easier way couldn‘t replace
The way i brought the heat waves, d. Wade
Ball in my hands for the larry o‘brien
All of the skills that i carry, oh my huh
And my real name brian
Born in the year that 2pac died
Feel like i‘m dead right here, though i never saw violence
Off for a flight, yeah i‘ve always been the pilot
I‘m lit, i spit, i pile it
When i make tracks i trip like p-i-p-p-e-n and i ghost like violet
Then i make another one like khaled
Get this bag when i cook
Wrist go whoo
Bitch i‘m back and it‘s that sicko sick
Got my ass in my studio
My girl ass like we in mexico
Written by: Brian John Beck, Noah Valentin Voss
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