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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Stimme und Gesang
Diana Gordon
Diana Gordon
Stimme und Gesang
Ben Goldwasser
Ben Goldwasser
Tasteninstrumente
Gillian Rivers
Gillian Rivers
Streichinstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Benjamin Goldwasser
Benjamin Goldwasser
Komponist:in
Jeremiah Raisen
Jeremiah Raisen
Komponist:in
Macbriare Samuel Lanyon Demarco
Macbriare Samuel Lanyon Demarco
Komponist:in
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter:in
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Songwriter:in
Diana Gordon
Diana Gordon
Songwriter:in
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Dylan Ismael Teixeira
Komponist:in
Giorgia Romano
Giorgia Romano
Komponist:in
Gillian Rivers
Gillian Rivers
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Produzent:in
Patrick Wimberly
Patrick Wimberly
Produzent:in
SADPONY
SADPONY
Produzent:in
Adam Hong
Adam Hong
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mischtechniker:in
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Brian Stanley
Brian Stanley
Mischtechniker:in, 3D-Audio
Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson
Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Produzent:in

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Imagine life Imagine life without me, it's a waste of time You want the kind of love that can make a child Don't want just anybody (Not just anybody, not just anybody) Good love fill my body up like a glass when you pour it all out If you know me, you know I mind Someone like me is hard to find No mistaking, if I am there Well aware you are always mine And still you seem so surprised Always gon' be mine I wanna be where you are I just can't walk away, you drive me crazy, ah I lose it, lose it And I wanna be where you are I just can't walk away, you drive me crazy, ah I lose it, lose it Imagine me Circling through life without a piece of you Seven out of seven days I'm needin' you You bring life to the party (Ooh, ah-ha, ooh, ah-ha-ha) Good love feels like butterflies suffocating your insides, oh It's a late night, you know I try I cannot picture when you lie I'm mistaken thinkin' you were taken Knowin' now, you were always mine And still I feel so surprised You're always gon' be mine Rarely ever missing, talk is cheap and time is tickin' Really ever trickin', catch me slippin', that pussy was leakin' I'm on mission, payin' millions, I'm Ted DiBiase, uh, God Out late night, I'm sinnin', still a Christian, don't tell my deacon I mean pastor, or I'll go down there, talkin' faster Ride with six-seven bitches with no tint, you can see I'm pimpin' Big four-five on my hip, like I'm limpin', never simpin' One my cousins crippin', always grippin', shit get dangerous Always keep it player, we can swap out hoes, I'm never trippin' I love my mother, my sister, my daughter All these hoes get slaughtered, can't deny, pray to the holy father
Writer(s): Benjamin Nicholas Huner Goldwasser, Diana Gordon, Jeremiah James Raisen, Miles Parks Mccollum, Mcbriare Samuel Lanyon Demarco, Patrick Wimberly, Teo Halm, Dylan Ismael Teixeira Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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