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PARTYNEXTDOOR
Stimme und Gesang
Noah "40" Shebib
Alle Instrumente
Chantel Inniss
Chor
Jermaine Shakespeare
Chor
Poo Bear
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Lee-Quinn Heller
Chor
Andrew Cedar
Programmierung
Patricia Shirley
Chor
Rochelle Harrison
Chor
Simone Bailey
Chor
Camille Harrison
Chor
Rae-Ann Whyte
Chor
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Noah "40" Shebib
Songwriter:in
Andrew Cedar
Songwriter:in
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Songwriter:in
Jason Boyd
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Alex Tumay
Mischtechniker:in
Noah "40" Shebib
Mischtechniker:in
Andrew Cedar
Produzent:in
Dave Huffman
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
Christal Jerez
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Greg Moffett
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Nathan Miller
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Harley Arsenault
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
David "Prep" Hughes
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Angie Randisi
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Paroles
Don't hold your breath
Don't wait on my love
Don't hold your breath
Don't wait on my love
Don't wait on my reply to your text
Don't wait on my n- from your sex
Don't trust me to capture the moment
Forgive me, it just was a moment
Don't lay up, I'd rather a stand out
I heard number two is your man now
Don't mind me bein' number two now
I'ma man up, ain't no man down
You see I don't give no fucks now
Is it somethin' we discussed now?
That shit got you in disgust now
'Cause I'd rather we just fuck now
Don't hold your breath (Don't hold it, oh)
Don't wait on my love (Don't wait on my love, oh, no)
Don't hold your breath (Don't hold it, no)
Don't wait on my love (Oh, don't wait on my love, love)
I put the dirt into dirt bag
Still got your jacket in my bag
I stood you up, that was my bad
Gave me your heart, watch me break that
Many different bitches in the coupe
This is how low that a mack stoop
Me bein' faithful's the issue
Tryna clean up 'cause you comin' soon
I broke her off in the livin' room
There is a smell in the livin' room
Know that's fucked up, that's what pimpin' do
Ooh, know that's fucked up, that's what pimpin' do, woah
Don't hold your breath (Don't hold your breath, no, no)
Don't wait on my love (Don't wait on it, don't wait on it, woah)
Don't hold your breath (You must suffocate, yeah)
Don't wait on my love (Don't wait on my love)
(Don't wait on my love, oh)
Wash my dick off before I get home
Maison Margiela on me, though
I'm the opposite of hero
The opposite of your hero
The make up, the breakup was see-through
The way I did you was illegal
Your girl was right, yeah, she called it
You should believe in your people
Talked to you then went to the strip club
VIP, I got my dick sucked
Came back to you and I kissed ya
That led to fucking on the tour bus
Packed up and went back to Oakland
Finally, it's out in the open
I gave you the hope, you did the hopin'
Don't hold your breath (Don't hold your breath, ooh)
Don't wait on my love (Don't wait on it, let you down, let you down)
Don't hold your breath (Ooh)
Don't wait on my love (I ain't shit, you gotta know now)
(I ain't shit you gotta know now)
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey, hey
Writer(s): Andrew Cedar, Jason Boyd, Noah James Shebib, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
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