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Video Karaoke Liedje iSpy - Kyle & Lil Yachty

Deze opname is een cover van iSpy beroemd gemaakt door Kyle
feat. Lil Yachty

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)

Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 75 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: C

De song begint a capella

Tijdsduur: 04:12 - Preview aan: 02:46

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 2016
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Miles Parks Mccollum, Malik Keith, Joshua Portillo, Kyle Harvey, Justin Howze

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

Lyrics iSpy

Man fuck
Man these kids man
What's wrong Kyle talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad
Man
Fuck them kids bro
Look, look around bro
Look at life
Man you're right
Mmh you see, you see these fine bitches over here
And I
Yeah woah
You see these trees man
You see this water
I guess it is okay
Come on
Come on man you got so much more to appreciate man
Man you know what
Y-you're right
You damn right I'm right
I can't remember a time
I was goddamn wrong
Man thanks Lil' Boat
Hey man that's what I'm here for
I ain't been gettin' high
Well maybe a little baby
I don't wanna lie
I know when you text me girl
I don't always reply
Well you're not an angel either
You can't even fly
I noticed
You think that you know shit
All this shade that's comin' at me
I wonder who throws it
They can't see the vision
Boy they must be out of focus
That's a real hot album homie
I wonder who wrote it
Oh shit
Otay
Pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either
These are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop it's gon' be a motherfuckin' snow day
Aye boy is good and he knows it
He don't say it, he shows it
I am just like DeRozan
If I shoot it it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin'
Get 'em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah
I just ain't never post it
And I'm in my happy place posted
I ain't frowned since O-Six
I ain't cried since O-One
My pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though
Your friend ain't cute but it's fine though
We gon' end on a high note
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cos she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie
I can turn into my wife
Wait that means forever ever
Hold up never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cos she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie
I can turn into my wife
Wait that means forever ever
Hold up never mind
I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I
She said she twenty-one
I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin' 'round the city in a Hatchback
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins
Imma send a model home with her neck throbbin'
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin'
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin' everyone
I couldn't be tamed
Woah six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from Can you take me here to screenin' out the lane
Went from Damn this nigga lame to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me
They went to college now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Ridin' deep in the van like we lookin' for a mystery
So don't fuck with me
No lately I been livin' like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother's mother
I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cos she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie
I can turn into my wife
Wait that means forever ever
Hold up never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cos she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie
I can turn into my wife
Wait that means forever ever
Hold up never mind
I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I

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