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Video Karaoke Liedje Bugatti - Ace Hood & Future & Rick Ross

Deze opname is een cover van Bugatti beroemd gemaakt door Ace Hood

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: 131 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: C♯m

Tijdsduur: 04:53 - Preview aan: 01:58

Release datum: 2013
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Rick Ross, Mike Will Made It, Future, Justin Devon Garner, Antoine Mccolister

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

Lyrics Bugatti

I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
You get money they started hating
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
OK niggas be hating I'm rich as a bitch
One hundred K I spent that on my wrist
Two hundred dollars spent that on your bitch
You and your model put that on my list
Oh there he go in that foreign again
Killing the scene bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote swallow a choke
Hit her and go I won't call her again
Woke up early morning crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound of the loudest
Whipping some shit with no mileage diamonds cost me a fortune
Them horses all in them Porsches
You pussies can't hardly afford it
Forty two hundred my mortgage balling on niggas like Kobe
Fuck all you haters you bore me
Only the real get a piece of the plate
Repping my city I'm running my state
Give me a pistol then run with the K's
Niggas want beef then
I visit your place bang
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
You get money they started hating
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
Yeah and I'm at it again there go the flow bringing tragedy in
Copped me a chain your salary spent
Niggas is sweet bring them cavities in
Counting money hourly trend
Rolling them skinny like Olsen twins
Niggas is squares cabin and pens
Neck full of
Gold Olympian shit
Niggas is blowing their checks on the gear
Fall on some pussy then hop on the leer
Shot with them choppers back of the rear
Sak Pase them killers is here
Woke up early that morning mind is telling me money
Paper mula pockets is fat as a tumor
Millionaire nigga no rumor living my life off of tuna
Wanted with me I deliver the beef
Real niggas only enjoying the feast
Pull up a seat bon appetite
No Louboutins put that red on your sleeves bang
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
You get money they started hating
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
Photographs of dope boys is all they take is fingerprints on the Rolls Royce
Is why they hating push a button on these broke boys
It's detonation walk a road to riches bare feet
I watch mama struggle now she living carefree
That's why I hustle for the half a Ki that's twelve G's
I'm tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP
You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-league
Signin' bonus hit that man that's from thirty feet
Left in a puddle finger prints is on a hundred mill
And what it is?
Ricky Rose' and Ace Hood
We hella trill yeah
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
You get money they started hating
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti

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