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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Russ Millions
Russ Millions
Stimme und Gesang
Buni
Buni
Stimme und Gesang
YV
YV
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andrey Scotton
Andrey Scotton
Songwriter:in
Jerrel Putallaz
Jerrel Putallaz
Songwriter:in
Matthew Kelly
Matthew Kelly
Songwriter:in
Joshua Guzman
Joshua Guzman
Songwriter:in
Shavase Taylor
Shavase Taylor
Songwriter:in
Shay Hanchard
Shay Hanchard
Songwriter:in
Shylo Millwood
Shylo Millwood
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
JSH
JSH
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J1 GTB
J1 GTB
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Yjay
Yjay
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083CHEE
083CHEE
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(Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro) how you shell the high notes? (YJay made this) ahaha, ahahaha (Chee on the beat) Yo, yuh fi shell 'em switch on a wha'? Some street pon (JSH) Yo, yo She only dance to Reggae and Calypso (foot), she want gunman in her tight hole (feet) She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, see the killers make racks, it's vital (feet) She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, b-bare boom bang for a rival (feet) HK, I'm claimin' that title, they hear W.O.T say, "Crud" and slide through Do my dance like Shiggy, go viral, like the new-age Jackson Michael (hee-hee) Ganja spliff, likkle chip, not istle (haha), sex your girl, took her back, it's a cycle We don't slide, we glide and ride, slime time, everyone hold bine It's the other side where we let that shine, where I'm from, make your girlfriend mine Wanna just chat when they ain't on piss, I can buy breasts for my favourite bitch All of these freaks do amazin' things, miraculous lip from an Asian ting Un-unforgettable dick have a girl fallin' 'course I made her cum, push my hood all in (wooh-wooh-wooh) Now she's on all four, but she ain't crawlin', give her D all night 'til the next mornin' (tek boy, tek) She only dance to Reggae and Calypso (foot), she want gunman in her tight hole She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, see the killers make racks, it's vital (feet) She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, b-bare boom bang for a rival (feet) HK, I'm claimin' that title, they hear W.O.T say, "Crud" and slide through She only want Killy Milly, she don't want them man, give a man the business, pepper that type of man (shatta) Tryna get them man, bop-bop, bam-bam, sun's out, guns out, Glo Gang, bang-bang (bullet-bullet, shatta) Dream I see, come like the Taliban, Donny thinks he's mad, but I'm a madder man (mad) Her ex is a wasteman, now, she got a badder man, stay with my killy-killy, can't trust a bagger man (feet) We don't party poop, we party shot, we-we get the party locked Dot-dot or a big six shots, turn madman when I get pissed off They see madman and the car skid off, the mash in my hand make your car lift off .44 bulldog and it's barkin' off, spot my target, then I'm clartin' off Michael Jackson, bad (hee-hee), One Of A Kind, one unruly camp Why-why they just talk on the net? It look sad, Brazilian hair for a baddie, I'll smash I consider it clear that them niggas just brass, she wanna dance to Calypso It's the way that I watch, you won't let go, it was me that made your gyal tip-toe, Y (feet) She only dance to Reggae and Calypso (foot), she want gunman in her tight hole She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, see the killers make racks, it's vital (feet) She only dance to Reggae and Calypso, b-bare boom bang for a rival (feet) HK, I'm claimin' that title, they hear W.O.T say, "Crud" and slide through B-sare boom bang for a rival, she-she want gunman in her tight hole (feet) Da-dance like Shiggy, go viral, like the new age Jackson Michael (hee-hee) HK, I'm claimin' that title See the killers make racks, it's vital, they hear W.O.T say, "Crud"
Writer(s): Ben Ross, D2traps, Divjot Abhol Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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