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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
J. Cole
J. Cole
Stimme und Gesang
Kaye Fox
Kaye Fox
Begleitgesang
DJ Dahi
DJ Dahi
Rhythmen
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Darius Barnes
Darius Barnes
Songwriter:in
Marvin Whitemon
Marvin Whitemon
Songwriter:in
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter:in
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter:in
Tenina Stevens
Tenina Stevens
Songwriter:in
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter:in
Danell Stevens
Danell Stevens
Songwriter:in
Brandt Jones
Brandt Jones
Songwriter:in
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
J. Cole
J. Cole
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Juro "Mez" Davis
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mischtechniker:in
Sean Kellett
Sean Kellett
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Dreamville
Dreamville
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Mark Pitts
Mark Pitts
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Roc Nation
Roc Nation
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Darius "Phonix Beats" Barnes
Darius "Phonix Beats" Barnes
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Paroles

First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil For real You the only father that I ever knew I get my - pregnant, I'ma be a better you Prophecies that I made way back in the Ville Fulfilled Listen, even back when we was broke, my team ill Martin Luther King would've been on Dreamville, talk to a - One time for my L.A. sisters One time for my L.A. - Lame - can't tell the difference One time for a - who know Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved No role models, and I'm here right now No role models to speak of Searchin' through my memory, my memory, I couldn't find one Last night, I was gettin' my feet rubbed by the baddest - Not Trina, but I swear to God, this - will make you call your girl up And tell her, "Hey, what's good? Sorry, I'm never comin' home, I'ma stay for good" Then hang the phone up and proceed to lay the wood I came fast like 911 in white neighborhoods Ain't got no shame 'bout it She think I'm spoiled, and I'm rich 'cause I can have any - I got defensive and said, "Nah, I was the same without it" But then I thought back, back to a better me Before I was a B-list celebrity 'Fore I started callin' - so heavily Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody You wasn't sweatin' me One time for my L.A. sisters One time for my L.A. - Lame - can't tell the difference One time for a - who know Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved I want a real love, dark-skinned Aunt Viv love That Jada and that Will love That leave a toothbrush at your crib love And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love I don't want no - from reality shows Out-of-touch-with-reality - Out in Hollywood bringin' back five or six - 'Em then we kick 'em to the do', - you know how it go She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap You think if I didn't rap, she would flirt back? Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, 'fore she leave "I'ma need my shirt back" (-, you know how it go) One time for my L.A. sisters One time for my L.A. - Lame - can't tell the difference One time for a - who know Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved There's an old saying in Tennessee I know it's in Texas, probably in Tennessee That says, "Fool me once, shame on, shame on you Fool me-, can't get fooled again" Fool me one time, shame on you (ayy) Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (ayy) Fool me three times, - the peace sign Load the chopper, let it rain on you (bop, bop, bop) Fool me one time, shame on you (ayy) Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (ayy) Fool me three times, - the peace sign Load the chopper, let it rain on you (bop, bop, bop) My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet My only regret was too young for Nia Long Now all I'm left with is - from reality shows Hand her a script, the - prolly couldn't read along My only regret was too young for Sade Adu My only regret, could never take Aaliyah home Now all I'm left with is - up in Greystone With the stale face 'cause they know it's they song She shallow but the - deep (she shallow, she shallow) She shallow but the - deep (she shallow), yeah, ayy (she shallow) She shallow but the - deep (she shallow, she shallow) She shallow but the - deep (she shallow, she shallow) Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Writer(s): Paul D. Beauregard, Danell L. Stevens, Darius Joseph Barnes, Jermaine L. Cole, Jordan Houston, Marvin Whitemon, Brandt Jones, Tenina Stevens, Earl T. Stevens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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