Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Donovan Wilson
Donovan Wilson
Begleitgesang
Don Wil
Don Wil
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Donovan Wilson
Donovan Wilson
Songwriter:in
Josiah Woods
Josiah Woods
Songwriter:in
Jerin Wilson
Jerin Wilson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Josiah Woods
Josiah Woods
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

AINT NO WAY
It’s certain angle movements
I’m making
In music for ladies
Girl
I ain’t tryna touch
When this play comes
How you feel
I’m getting in the booth
And I’m shaking it
Loose wit the bangers
A cannon wit me tucked
In it now
Who 2 chill
Seen a little cutie patootie
Her name was rooty
Swear I seen you
In a movie
She said boy
Ain’t no way
If they gon copy how you do it
Then do it
So when they move
And get to choosin
You can prove it
Thats a drop of OJ
Come shoot this movie with Jruski
I get to grooving
Bet you
She gon put a stop
To her chop
Yall watch
Tell me that man ain’t her boo
In there
Loosing a screw over
Roller forshure
But he still love her
And he knew they all knocked
We gon get to why we score
And the board
And the difference in playin
For us this just a game
But it’s still
Tricky ball play
(Punch)
One thing
That’s gon crack forsure
Is the door
Cause it’s more than important
To get to juicing more of me
And make it all Day
If I’m making up movie with lil cutie papooty
Baby know we getting groovy we doing it all day
Sippin cups of sumn gooey I built it up to pursue her
Im convinced that imma choose her im finding that okay
Big dog pull 2 piece wit Alexander’s to show to these **** they never knew me they thought it was all play
Now a **** time is money they wonder just how I done it now I gotta give this game back now we all paid
We told you ugly **** how to get this money tight
You didn’t listen lil **** ya money light
I listened first from the game we was getting
Stacked it up all at my table, it’s a lovely thanksgiving
I valet up the whip pass a new transmission
Ain’t no way you know me When I step in the booth
I can’t lie to the people they be Stretching the truth,
Now let J Wil get em, he gone flex in the booth
He gone flex in the booth
Yeah you know
Imma flex up in the booth and you know what it is
Finna go and cop a coop so I can drop the lid
Paper on me yeah you know this ain’t no paper clip
I’m in the crib facing shit you **** don’t know what faded is
Finna hit the barber shop cuz I just need my taper did
Im stepping outside tonight just watch cuz I might take ya bitch
Scared money ain’t make no money you ain’t take no risk
I been VIP for a long time you ain’t make no list
Throw a punch at a real **** you might break your wrist
I’m an an advanced salesman never seen you break no zips
Never seen you walk the main line never seen you take no trips
All I do is show up on time ain’t never finna be late bout shit
****
The paparazzi finna take my pics
All I gotta do is walk up in the room and take my pick
But don’t trip don’t compete it’s a ugo bruise
Just sit back and relax gotta let em choose
****
Written by: Donovan Wilson, Jerin Wilson, Josiah Woods
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