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Karaoké Cooped Up - Post Malone & Roddy Ricch

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Cooped Up rendu célèbre par Post Malone
feat. Roddy Ricch

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 : 94 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Lam

Durée : 03:06 - Extrait à : 01:20

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 2022
Styles : Rap & Hip-Hop, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Brock Patrick Walsh, Gregory Prestopino, Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post

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

Paroles Cooped Up

Mmh mmh mmh
I'm about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain
And I been waitin' so long
Now I gotta resurface
And yeah we 'bout to toast up all that bread that we burnin'
'Cos I been feelin' cooped up
I been fuckin' cooped up
Yeah I'm off the Bud Light not the bourbon
I might chop the roof off the Suburban
Tried to be a nice guy
John Terzian 'till I started throwin' up in your Birkin
Then I woke up in the mornin'
Police showed up at my door with a warrant
I remember flushin' somethin' down the toilet
Guess you gotta let me off with a warnin'
Return of the Mack
Feelin' like an outcast
I'm the only guy in slacks
That'll cost you three stacks
Now you're savin' that check
Why you takin' my swag
Can you give me that back
Gucci my Prada
Miyake
Louis, Bottega and Tommy
All of these things on my body
Let's party
I'm about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain
And I been waitin' so long
Now I gotta resurface
And yeah we 'bout to toast up all that bread that we burnin'
'Cos I been feelin' cooped up
I been fuckin' cooped up
Shit
Gotta pull up
Pull up
Imma pull up
I pull up
Ayy
Got black minx all on the rug
Woah woah
Got hella hoes poppin' drugs
Woah woah
In every hood they show us love
Woah woah
Partner in crime with me while we whippin' in the spaceship
Got it out the pavement
Now we gettin' payment
Everybody 'round me gettin' money
It's too contagious
Kept it solid
Now we real rich to they amazement
Pulled up the Black Badge 'cos it was cleaner
I 'member I was just posted up with the demons
And Posty took me on my first damn tour dates
He had me rockin' every night
Sold out arenas
A project nigga
I never thought I would see shit
If I tried to tell you
You prolly wouldn't believe us
I'm about to pull up
Hit switch, pull curtain
And I been waitin' so long
Now I gotta resurface
And yeah we 'bout to toast up all that bread that we burnin'
'Cos I been feelin' cooped up
I been fuckin' cooped up
'Till the daylight come
'Till the daylight come
I got Saké in my tummy
Cigarette in my lungs
It's eleven in the mornin' and we still ain't done
And I'm still that bitch so what
Yeah we 'bout to toast up all that bread that we burnin'
'Cos I been feelin' cooped up
I been fuckin' cooped up

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