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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
4Fargo
4Fargo
Stimme und Gesang
Imregii
Imregii
Programmierung
Hoops
Hoops
Programmierung
Jacquees
Jacquees
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
4Fargo
4Fargo
Songwriter:in
Reginald Koury
Reginald Koury
Songwriter:in
Henri Velasco
Henri Velasco
Songwriter:in
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
4Fargo
4Fargo
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Imregii
Imregii
Produzent:in
Hoops
Hoops
Produzent:in
Dustin Cicero
Dustin Cicero
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Jacquees sang, yeah Baby, don't tell me it's over (I know it ain't, yeah) Shawty, I know it ain't over (nah) Baby, don't tell me, oh, no, no (uh) Baby, can we vibe like the old times? Yeah, I know good things come to those who patient (who's patient) She made herself mad, I know what time it is, we argue and make up quick She gon' be okay, everything gon' go away once she get some dick You do shit on purpose to get my attention, I noticed Pussy better when she mad, it's an ocean Bad, bad, bad, shawty a trophy I know she not herself when she sober She gettin' mad again, she can't find her way over I Uber her in, just sent out a chauffeur, he'll be there in ten, uh (be there in ten) Beat her shit in, she like, "Damn, what I was mad at it again?" Hittin' from the back, now I'm watchin' her callin' her friend Talkin' 'bout, "Bitch, what spell that nigga got me in?" I love when she hangin' with me I barely passed, but she let me through with a D She into zodiacs deep, told her I'm a Leo, she think she compatible with me Fold up the seat, hop in the back seats, ride it I'm 'bout to hit it your way Didn't touch me, I'm safe whenever I slide in She tryna get under my skin Attitude change when she ride my chin Fuckin' right after an argument (it ain't over) Baby, can we vibe like the old times? Admitted all my wrongs, and you were right, miss when you late night outside She made herself mad, I know what time it is, we argue and make up quick She gon' be okay ('kay) Tell her I'ma pull up and just drop off this dick Won't pick up on purpose to get my attention, I noticed Know this nigga rented shorty out, hornet Pussy make a nigga crazy, you know it Lettin' your hair down, and straighten your legs out We're goin' for rounds once again (again) Sweat out your makeup, we make up to break up These bitches, they know you my twin (my twin) Pull out and go (go), that's all that we know (know) We need more than a moment (moment), 'cause you're all that I want (I want) I was lyin', I was scared, didn't know how to play it Yeah, it messed with my head When you don't pick up, it make me pull up and give you this dick, dick, oh When I pull up Nah It ain't over
Writer(s): Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax, Henri Velasco, Reginald Koury, Deon Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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