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Ktlyn
Ktlyn
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Desmond Copeland
Desmond Copeland
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Chris Ju
Chris Ju
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Patrick John Kesack
Patrick John Kesack
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Brieanna Grace Stromberg
Brieanna Grace Stromberg
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Austin Parnell Hains
Austin Parnell Hains
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Alexander James Steins
Alexander James Steins
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Katelyn Bonner
Katelyn Bonner
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Alexis Vallin
Alexis Vallin
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Brendan Michael Gaughan
Brendan Michael Gaughan
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Mike Seaberg at Canton House Studios
Mike Seaberg at Canton House Studios
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Rachel Blum
Rachel Blum
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Uh, yeah, look Oh, you big mad? Oh, you big mad? Got a big bag, poppin' big tags All-white Rover, yeah I whip that Ate it up, left no crumbs 'cause this shit smacked I just sit back, let the chips stack People juiced off the bars, yeah this shit crack Off the coast, I'ma holla when I get back Got this that, oh you big mad Ayy, you big mad huh? (Big mad) I'ma act a fool with the bag, huh? (bag, huh?) Ay, got two you ain't have none (you don't have none) Ay, thick thighs I'm a bad one (uh-huh) Gucci loafers, same as the sheet pattern Woke up, paparazzi keep flashin' "Where'd you get the new drip?" They keep askin' Take a flick, post a pic, don't need captions Imagine if I listen what a hater gotta say (uh-huh) I never give a broke bitch any time of day (no way) You ugly when you jealous bitch look at that face I'm hot right now and you not, mm-kay? Oh, you big mad? Oh, you big mad? Got a big bag, poppin' big tags All-white Rover, yeah I whip that Ate it up, left no crumbs 'cause this shit smacked I just sit back, let the chips stack People juiced off the bars, yeah this shit crack Off the coast I'ma holla when I get back Got this that, oh you big mad Ayy, oh, you still big mad huh? (Big mad) Bitch I'm in the coupe whippin' fast huh? (Yeah) Ay, cop a few you ain't have none Ay, don't start I'm the last one I do shit that they can't believe happened Backwoods and red bottoms, high fashion Camelback and Bali, that's no cappin' Blue seas, a new yacht, I play captain Imagine if I listen what a hater gotta say (I don't) I never give a broke bitch any time of day (I won't) You ugly when you jealous bitch look at that face I'm hot right now, and you not, mm-kay? Oh, you big mad? Oh, you big mad? Got a big bag, poppin' big tags All-white Rover, yeah, I whip that Ate it up, left no crumbs 'cause this shit smacked I just sit back, let the chips stack People juiced off the bars, yeah this shit crack Off the coast, I'ma holla when I get back Got this that, oh you big mad Ah, ah, you big mad, huh? I'ma act a fool with the bag, huh? Yuh, you big mad, huh? Uh, you big mad, sheesh!
Writer(s): Patrick John Kesack, Brendan Michael Gaughan, Katelyn Marie Bonner, Alexis Vallin, Christopher Ju, Desmond Copeland, Alexander James Steins, Brieanna Grace Stromberg, Austin Parnell Hains Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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