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Karaokê Lemonade - Internet Money & Gunna, Don Toliver & Nav

Esta música é uma versão de Lemonade, popularizada por Internet Money
& Gunna & Don Toliver feat. Nav

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo idêntico ao original: 70 BPM

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Do♯m

Duração: 03:15 - Visualizar: 01:36

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Ano de lançamento: 2020
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Em inglês
Autor Original: Donny Flores, NAV, Nicholas Mira, Daniel Desire, Alexander John Wigdahl, Caleb Zackery Toliver, Elias Iatrou, Henry Nichols, Danny Lee Jr Snodgrass, Sergio Kitchens, Jocelyn Donald, Jonathan Mitchell

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

Letra Lemonade

Xanny bars, suicide door
Brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh ayy
These bitches they hate and you can't miss what you never had
Hey hey
Off the juice
Codeine got me trippin'
Copped the coupe
Woke up, roof is missin'
Ice
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Addy boys
Got some sixties in my bag
Lips sealed
Ain't pillow talkin', I'm no rat
In my earlobe got two karats
VVS
Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of stress
All this money, when I grew up
I had nothin'
Filled with backstabbers
My old life was disgustin'
Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm livin' comfortably
Gettin' checks, I don't believe her
She say she done with me
Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way
Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ
Yeah I'm a big dawg and
I walk around with no leash
I got water on me
Yeah everything on Fiji
Xanny bars, suicide door
Brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh ayy
These bitches they hate and you can't miss what you never had
Hey hey
Off the juice
Codeine got me trippin'
Copped the coupe
Woke up, roof is missin'
Ice
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
I'm a rockstar, play guitars
Sippin' Wock' ayy
Adderall, fentanyl
Xanax bars ayy
I was fifteen
I was sippin' codeine with my dawg ayy
Did a Percocet, Promethazine
I feel nausey
Put up a stick and I hop on a plane
Still in my war ways
Shit is so risky I gotta be gifted
He blessed me with fortune and fame
I remember from fifty
I couldn't go back empty
I knew I was stuck to the game
I'm loyal and I'll never change
I'm never gon' go against the grain
I'm never gon' be the one to turn on my brother when police has got us detained
I won't ever love a bitch more than my mother and that's on my government name
I can't be no sucker
Ain't hatin' on no one
I wish everybody get paid
'Cos we countin' up every day
Gettin' high 'till I land in the grave
Xanny bars, suicide door
Brand new bag
College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh ayy
These bitches they hate and you can't miss what you never had
Hey hey
Off the juice
Codeine got me trippin'
Copped the coupe
Woke up, roof is missin'
Ice
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Ice
Lemonade, my neck was drippin'

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