Video Karaoke Liedje Sweet / Honey / Buckiin' - Beyoncé & Shaboozey

Deze opname is een cover van Sweet / Honey / Buckiin' beroemd gemaakt door Beyoncé
feat. Shaboozey & Pharrell Williams

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: variabel (rond 124 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: B♭

De song begint a capella

Tijdsduur: 05:03 - Preview aan: 02:45

Release datum: 2024
Genres: R&B, Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Shaboozey, Hank Cochran, Harlan Howard, Jay-Z, The Dream, Beyoncé, Pharrell Williams

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Sweet / Honey / Buckiin'

I fall to pieces each time I see you there
And I miss all our secrets so tell me how you've been
Lucchese the boots
Check
You can hear when I step
Bought a Chevy and painted it red
Money long
It can't fit in the bed
It don't matter what nobody says
Country boy 'till the day that I'm dead
You want smoke
I'm the Marlboro man
Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand
Ayy
This ain't Calabasas
We don't need highways
We can take backroads
Never been ridin' baby
Step in that stirrup
Hop on my saddle
Snake on my feet
They rattle
And the bag only thing gettin' lasso'd
And I'm still goin' up like a ladder
And I'm still in the field like cattle
The Cadillac back on the road
We takin' route Forty-Four
Just say what you need from the store
Mmh hmm hmm
Oh oh
Put some grits on the stove
Hmm hmm mmh
Jiffy cornbread, booty cornfed
Body rolls at the rodeo
I'm comin' home
Ooh ooh
Ridin' through
Ridin' through just to put my eyes on you just to put my eyes on you
You are the superstar
Everybody's drivin' old new cars
Turn a bad night to a good time
On a trail ride to the zydeco
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
We've come a long way from the rough ride
We've come a long way from the rough ride
From the railroads to the rodeos
From the railroads to the rodeos
Sweet country home
Sweet country home
This for my, this for my
She gone
Ride for your cowboy and throw that sweet honey on it
So come with me to new life
You're stuck to me all night
Foot of flower and spice
Stuck in me all night
Honey hey yeah
Honey yeah yeah
Uh
Taste like honey
Ayy ho
Uh uh uh night
Taste like honey
Ayy ayy think of my
We're ridin'
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' woah
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' woah
Buckin', buckin'
A good night flow, money is full
Look at that horse
Look at that horse
Look at that horse
Pretty as hell, au naturel
Dinin' on farce
Buckin', buckin'
Woah
Buckin', buckin'
A good night
Woah
Yeah
Your patience is thin
Your hormones is right at the rim oh
You was just goin' in
Fuck it, do it again
A-O-T-Y, I ain't win
I ain't stuntin' 'bout them
Take that shit on the chin
Come back and fuck up the pen
Say the things that I know will offend
Wear that shit that I know start a trend
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ain't no top
Feel the wind on my skin
Wooh wooh ooh
Snakes on the den
They hissin'
Don't listen to them
They bite every once and again
But it gets stomped down when we
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' woah
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' like a mechanical bull
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' woah
Buckin', buckin'
A good night flow where the money is full
Oh oh
Look at that horse
Look at that horse
Look at that horse
Pretty as hell, au naturel
Dinin' on farce
Uh buckin'
Woah buckin'
Buckin'
They yankin' your chain
Promisin' things that they can't
You the man at the bank
Is you is or you ain't
Go hit the runway, I'm late
Pop-pops got pictures to take
It's in my DNA
Look at my mama, it's a trait
Say the things that I know will offend
Wear that shit that I know start a trend
Take the Bugatti out for the spin
Ain't no top
Feel the wind on my skin ooh
Buckin' woah
Buckin', buckin'
Buckin' like a mechanical bull

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