Balloon Karaoke - Tyler, The Creator & Doechii

To nagranie jest coverem Balloon rozsławionym przez Tyler, The Creator
feat. Doechii

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 112 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: D♭

Czas trwania: 02:34 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:08

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 2024
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Tyler, the Creator, Robert Ginyard Jr, Jaylah Ji Mya Hickmon, James Brown

Cała zawartość na naszej stronie internetowej jest w całości odtwarzana przez naszych muzyków w studio. Nie używamy żadnych części oryginalnych nagrań i w żaden sposób nie korzystamy z technologii separacji stemów AI.

Tekst Balloon

Yeah we ain't talkin'
To your dumbass you could be a millionaire
And still be a bum ass, boy
I've been in a dream
I've been on a to okay, look
Why I work so hard my soul profit
Why I can't settle down
I like options
Why I hate small talk
I like topics
House shoppin', I'm a pig
I love coppin', ugh
No BBLs
I like A cups, ugh
Long legs, pretty when they wake up, ugh
Niggas run they mouth wanna race up
Everything real here no lace front, okay
Like bells during December
I slay
I don't even like girls, bitch
I'm way
Up too high bitch, I'm on my own dick
I don't need your box ugh
Fuck them regrets call them and get
All that weight off your chest
Got my brothers here we the Wayans
Not my only girl but you my favorite
I've been flyin' high where's the pavement
Enough of me can I get a amen
Ooh can I get a amen
I'll air this bitch out like balloon
I'll send his bitch ass to the moon
I'm at the top ain't no room
Aight where the swamp is
Flyest bitch up in the room
I need a cockpit
I need some PETA for this pussy they want the croc' print
I'm finna air these DL niggas out the closet
I let it in
I let it out
I'm a bi bitch but I need that pussy now
If he is gay, then I am gay and we are nouns
Me and Tyler finna take your bitch down
Oui oui merci
Keep it cute when you're in my city
I'm five two
A-cup titties
I don't need you 'cos I already fuck me
I don't need a Range when I got an airboat
I don't need a plane 'cos the airboat float
Out New York walk around bare-toed
I don't need a passport
I'm a swamp bitch, oh
Don't stop don't stop
Don't stop
I air this bitch out like a queef
I'll see your ass back to the streets
I'll spray your whole block with le fleur
He gon' eat this pussy out 'cos it's sweet
Don't stop don't stop
Don't stop don't stop
Don't stop don't stop
Don't stop

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