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Karaokê Pink Matter - Frank Ocean & André 3000

Esta música é uma versão de Pink Matter, popularizada por Frank Ocean
feat. André 3000

Formatos incluídos:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Com sua compra, você poderá baixar o vídeo quantas vezes quiser em todos esses formatos.

Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo idêntico ao original: 120 BPM

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Sim

Duração: 04:30 - Visualizar: 02:12

LETRA EXPLÍCITA

Ano de lançamento: 2012
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Em inglês
Autor Original: James Ryan Wuihun Ho, André 3000, Frank Ocean

Todos os arquivos disponíveis para download são playbacks, e não as músicas originais.

Letra 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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