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Video Karaoke Sicko Mode - Travis Scott & Drake, Swae Lee & Big Hawk - Karaoke Canzoni

Questa base è una cover di Sicko Mode resa famosa da Travis Scott

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Con i cori (a scelta nella versione KFN)

Tempo uguale all'originale: 155 BPM

Stessa tonalità dell'originale: SOLm

Durata: 05:15 - Anteprima: 02:18

TESTO ESPLICITO

Data di rilascio: 2018
Generi: Rap & Hip-Hop, In inglese
Autore originale: Bryan Higgins, Chris E. Martin, Keith Elam, Christopher Wallace, Osten S Harvey, Jr., Busta Rhymes, Swae Lee, James Jackson, Chauncey Alexander Hollis, Harry Wayne Casey, Q Tip, Kirk Jones, Malik Izaak Taylor, Ali Shaheed Muhammad, Fred Scruggs, Jr., Tyrone Taylor, Luther Roderick Campbell, Cydel Charles Young, Travis Scott, Michael G Dean, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Drake, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, John Edward Hawkins, Mirsad Dervic, Ozan Yildirim, Rick Finch, Roget Chahayed, Chylow M Parker

Tutti i File scaricabili sono basi,non la versone originale del brano.

Testo De Sicko Mode

Sun is down, freezin' cold
That's how we already know winter's here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know he don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em yeah
I tried to show 'em yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin' on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame he's in sicko mode
Made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside when they pull up they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys that's Nike boys hoppin' out coupes
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot
Was off the Remy had a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown we made no moves
Now it's four A.M. and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
And they chokin' man know the crackers wish it was a noose
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Play play playin' for keeps don't play us for weak
To win the retreat we all in too deep
Play play playin' for keeps don't play us for weak
Yeah, this shit way too formal y'all know I don't follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my esés, I need the bootch 'bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her hop in you comin' too
In the three o five, bitches treat me like I'm uncle Luke
Had to slop the top off it's just a roof, uh
She said where we goin'?
I said the moon
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean it's just the pool
Now I got her open it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together?
I'm the glue
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue
Playin' for keeps
Don't play us for weak
She's in love with who I am back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
And now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan thirteen hours 'till I land
Had me out like a light, hey like a light, hey like a light, hey slept through the flight, hey
Knocked for the night, hey
Seven sixty seven, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block
Made a right, yeah
Cut the lights, yeah
Paid the price, yeah
Niggas think it's sweet it's on sight
Nothin' nice, yeah baguettes in my ice
Jesus Christ, yeah checks over stripes, yeah
That's what I like
That's what we like
Lost my respect, uh you not a threat
When I shoot my shot that shit wetty like I'm Sheck
See the shots that I took wet like I'm Book
Wet like I'm Lizzie
I be spinnin' Valley circle blocks 'till I'm dizzy
Like where is he?
No one seen him
I'm tryna clean 'em
She's in love with who I am back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan thirteen hours 'till I land
Had me out like a light, hey
Like a light
Like a light
Through the flight
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly sendin' texts ain't sendin' kites
Yeah, he said keep that on lock
I say you know this shit it's stife, yeah
It's absolute, yeah
I'm back, reboot
La Ferrari to Jamba Juice, yeah
We back on the road they jumpin' off no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back she said she workin' on her glutes, yeah
Ain't by the book, yeah this how it look, yeah
'Bout a check, yeah just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter
I'ma show her what it took
Baby mama cover Forbes got these other bitches shook yeah

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