Canciones más populares de Nate Husser
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Nate Husser
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cherrell Washington
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Nathaniel Huskinson
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Corey Cohen
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Anand Joshi
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Jason Kellner
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ COCO
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Ajax
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Jay Century
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Letras
[Intro]
Yeah
Real weird shit
Haha, yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm pullin' up clean on ****
I'm jiggin', I'm doin' my thing on ****
With a bag and a mask, Halloween on ****
Every time I hop on the scene on ****, I'm a mean old ****
Might scream, "Fuck the police"
Ayy, I might fuck 'round, you know me
Shit, I might bust down the whole piece
She don't fuck all the homies
And shit get shut down, when I touch down
She gon' suck down the whole thing
Ain't no luck, nah, this all me
Ayy, high, don't come down, it's not P, uh, sí
Oui, pardon me, bitch, while I go make the news
She like the Gucci socks inside my shoes
All of these bitches like hangin' like fruit
I take a bite and I make me some juice
Yeah, bust on her lip and she choose
I do not know how to lose, uh
[Chorus]
I said **** know now if they didn't before
Whatever **** doin' now, I done did it before, yeah
Uh, if they didn't before
Whatever **** doin' now, I done did it before, yeah
**** knowin' now if they didn't before
Whatever **** doin' now, I done did it before
[Verse 2]
**** don't drip like me, don't tip like me, no fits like me, for real
**** wan' get like me, for real, but I do it differently, for real
Runnin' this bitch with my thumb in this bitch like I'm born in this bitch and I'm ready to ball
These **** dress like they shop at the mall, that's why these women ain't fuckin' with y'all
I know you heard of me
I know they watch and they hate 'fore they imitate, that shit is burglary
Yeah, I got skeletons, but you can't tell it, I'm smellin' like Burberry
All of these purple leaves, she thinkin' I'm smokin' on potpourri
Ayy, none of you **** can smoke like me
I fuck with his girl on the low-high-key
I give that bitch back every time, I think
That kinda makes me a good guy, eye wink
Might think I'm telling a lie and can't hold it inside
By the look in my eyes, hijinks
Eyes pink from the doja
Give me that cat every time she come over
I'll shoot from the back seat with a chauffeur
I know my mama done raised her a soldier
I know you **** can tell
I know you **** can't do it as well
That's why a **** just do it himself
That's why a **** so full of himself
That's why anytime I need me a body, I don't get me a shooter, I'll pull it myself
Pushin' these rhymes like weight, my ****, these **** can't sell it, I'll push it myself, Huss
[Chorus]
**** knowin' now if they didn't before
Whatever **** doin' now, I done did it before, yeah
**** knowin' now if they didn't before
Whatever **** on now, I done did it before, yeah
Written by: Anand Joshi, Cherrell Washington, Corey Cohen, Jason Kellner, Nathaniel Huskinson