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Karaoké Pink Matter - Frank Ocean & André 3000

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Pink Matter rendu célèbre par Frank Ocean
feat. André 3000

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

Votre achat vous permet de télécharger cette vidéo dans tous ces formats, et ce sans limite.

À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo identique à l'original : 120 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Sim

Durée : 04:30 - Extrait à : 02:12

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 2012
Styles : Rap & Hip-Hop, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : James Ryan Wuihun Ho, André 3000, Frank Ocean

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles Pink Matter

And the peaches and the mangos that you could sell for me
What do you think my brain is made for
Is it just a container for the mind
This great grey matter
Sensei replied
What is your woman
Is she just a container for the child
That soft pink matter
Cotton candy, Majin Buu
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Close my eyes and fall into you, you, you
My God, she's giving me pleasure
Oh wah dah daah
What if the sky and the stars are for show
And the aliens are watching live from the purple matter
Sensei went quiet then violent and we sparred until we both grew tired
Nothing mattered
Cotton candy, Majin Buu
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh hey
Dim the lights and fall into woah
You, you, you, ooh
My God giving me pleasure pleasure, pleasure, pleasure pleasure over matter
Hey hey
Since you been gone
I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I ain't myself at all had to tell myself
Now, she better with some fella with a regular job
I didn't wanna get her involved
By dinner Mister Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car, drove far far's too close and I remember my memory's no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
I'm building y'all a clock stop, what am I, Hemingway
She had the kind of body that would probably intimidate
Any of 'em that were un-southern not me, cousin
If models are made for modelin' thick girls are made for cuddlin'
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
Who needs another friend
I need to hold your hand
You'd need no other man we'd flee to other lands
Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain't got no choice
Blue matter
You're good at being bad, ah you're bad at being good, oh
For heaven's sakes, go to hell
Nah, knock on wood, hey
You're good at being bad
For heaven's sakes, go
For heaven's sakes, go to hell
Knock, knock, knock knock on wood
Well, frankly, when that ocean so mu'fucking good
Make her swab the mu'fucking wood
Make her walk the mu'fucking plank
Make her rob a mu'fucking bank with no mask on and a rusty revolver

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