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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Stimme und Gesang
Jeremih
Jeremih
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Catharina Stoltenberg
Catharina Stoltenberg
Songwriter:in
Henriette Motzfeldt
Henriette Motzfeldt
Songwriter:in
Isaac De Boni
Isaac De Boni
Songwriter:in
Michael Mule
Michael Mule
Songwriter:in
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Songwriter:in
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
FNZ
FNZ
Produzent:in
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Produzent:in
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mischtechniker:in
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Stephen "Dot Com" Farrow
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Trajuan “Mixedbytra” Jackson
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Angie Randisi
Angie Randisi
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Sterling Stacy
Sterling Stacy
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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You got it, I want it, uh-huh Know you need some love, attention I'm 'bout it, let's get it, let's go Know your heart is not breaking I'll be, I'll be, I'll be it Won't you gon' be my lil' baby? Stop playin' Stop playin', stop playin', yeah-yeah This shit get deeper, it's only the surface, you get what you looking for If I leave, would you keep it? Just keep it a secret, but I gotta keep it going Know the time I'm on demon, like fuck Halloween, turn this bitch to a horror story Throw away the receipt, I ain't never gon' need it, I'm never returning nothing Kinda big for Miami, let's hit the Maldives, we can wake up in Bora Bora When you see me, you speak, I got hittas with me, but they know how to keep it cordial If it's me, then it's me, but I feel like it's you, let me know how you wanna do it I be going hard when I feel it, when I involve my dealings This is how we gon' live Foreign automobiles, six carats each ear Hide your pain, gettin' dripped Give a damn how they feel This is my life, I gotta live it I'm the one and I'll admit it Spending racks in every city Dover Street, all way to Lenox I provide them with drip Walk right back 'em, I'm still And when you ready to go to sleep You can put it all on me Got a lil' time, you wanna talk, you can just call on me Ain't no days off for me, ain't no fallin' off for me If I'm too much then my bad If you ain't really on that, then don't play like that It's hard to leave, I done ran off for weeks Say you gon' fall for me, then fall for me like autumn leaves Tryna lay off of me, you off of me, I'm like, "Shawty, please" Then I'm like, "Shawty, please" Never mind, shawty, please You got it, I want it, uh-huh Know you need some love, attention I'm 'bout it, let's get it, let's go Know your heart is not breaking I'll be, I'll be, I'll be it Won't you gon' be my lil' baby? Stop playin' Stop playin', stop playin', stop playin', yeah
Writer(s): Jeremy P. Felton, Michael John Mule, Shane Lee Lindstrom, Dominique Jones, Isaac Deboni, Henriette Sandberg Motzfeldt, Anne Catharina Stoltenberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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