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Karaoké X - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin & Future

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de X rendu célèbre par 21 Savage
& Metro Boomin (feat. Future)

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 : 74.5 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Sim

La chanson commence a cappella

Durée : 04:25 - Extrait à : 01:45

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 2016
Styles : Rap & Hip-Hop, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Future, Metro Boomin, Shayaa Bin Abraham-joseph

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

Paroles X

Ten bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock them diamonds on me dancin'
When you workin' hard then your money start expandin'
I got model bitches wanna lick me like some candy
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Savage, bitch but no, I'm not Randy
Hit her with no condom had to make her eat a Plan B
And I'm sippin' on that codeine, not Brandy
Hah
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hah
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Hol' up
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hol' up
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring
I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu try not to catch this
I left that ho alone 'cos she was ratchet
All these bitches salty they can't stand me
Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up
Bought a necklace on that bitch
Her friend gon' lick me like a fruit roll up
She in her feelings on the 'Gram, grow up
Twenty one
Flexin' on that bitch, hol' up
I ain't textin' back that bitch, hol' up
I ain't stressin' bout that bitch, hol' up
Twenty one gon' get the stick, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up
Bitch I like to ball
Hol' up, hol' up
Without no weave, you bald
Bitch I spent your rent inside the mall
Hol' up, she got a nigga but he broke, she lost
Hol' up
At this private location
Hol' up
Put her back in rotation
Hol' up
Bitches on me, immigration
Hol' up
Goin' through the translations
Hah
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hah
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Hol' up
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hol' up
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring
I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu try not to catch this
I left that ho alone 'cos she was ratchet
All these bitches salty they can't stand me
Hol' up
Bitch my Rolex on fleek
Hol' up
Bitch my diamonds on fleek
Hol' up
I got gold on my teeth, hol' up
Hol' up
You got Rainbow on your feet
Hol' up
Corny niggas don't impress me
Hol' up
Never let a bitch dress me
Hol' up, can't no motherfuckin' judge check me
Hol' up, I don't give a fuck about no ring
Hol' up, money make my old bitches hate me
Hol' up, bitch you still stay on Section eight
Hol' up, my new bitch wetter than a lake and she love to let me paint her face
Hol' up
Fell in love with some good throat
Hol' up
Fell in love with some good throat
Hol' up, ripped them confidential papers up
Hol' up, you done made me wake my savage up
Hah
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hah
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Hol' up
I'm just stuntin' on my ex-bitch
Hol' up
I'm just flexin' on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring
I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu try not to catch this
I left that ho alone 'cos she was ratchet
All these bitches salty they can't stand me
Ten bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock them diamonds on me dancin'
When you workin' hard then your money start expandin'
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Hendrix, bitch but no, I'm no Jimi
Hit 'em with no condoms shipped her right back out the country
And I'm sippin' codeine tats all on my stomach

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