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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Texte
Garrison Webster
Garrison Webster
Komponist:in
William Slayton Lambert
William Slayton Lambert
Komponist:in
michael romito
michael romito
Komponist:in
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Komponist:in
Rio Francesco Leyva
Rio Francesco Leyva
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Vendr
Vendr
Produzent:in
Rio Leyva
Rio Leyva
Produzent:in
Thankyouwill
Thankyouwill
Produzent:in
Census
Census
Produzent:in
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Produzent:in
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tom Norris
Tom Norris
Mischtechniker:in

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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Your hoe for the team, how you find her? (Find her) This an ERD tee, ain't no Prada (yeah) That's your bitch, tell me, how do I got her? (I got her) Got her rockin' my chain like I signed her (signed her) They not fuckin' with me, I might slime 'em (slime 'em) I don't fuck with y'all, that's on my mama (mama) Yeah, my best friend is weed and some grabba YSL tee, bitch, I'm poppin' my collar Check cleared, tell her, "Count it up for me" My exes tell me that they still love me I'm a young rich nigga, what you want from me? (Huh) I'm makin' moves, nigga, bet they gon' study She gon' choose, nigga, tell me she love me (choosey) This diamond tooth cost a hundred and 20 (toothy) I'm not a new nigga, been here already (ooh-wee) Hoes by the group, nigga, tell that she ready I came for that shit that you told me I came for that shit that you owe me I pull up on you on my doly (yeah) You put the blame on me like Tony And I ain't trippin' that it ain't the same 'Cause I been waitin' for it all to change Like I been waitin' on this one day Like shit could only just go one way Everything ain't shit 'bout a dollar Everything ain't shit 'bout a comma (comma) I can't care for ya, I ain't Obama (Obama) Got a thing for you, tell me if you solid (if you solid) Can't walk on the scene if the shit don't seem like I might walk out with a profit Every day go crazy, but it might be great if I just went and made a deposit (yeah) Your hoe for the team, how you find her? (Find her) This an ERD tee, ain't no Prada (yeah) That's your bitch, tell me, how do I got her? (I got her) Got her rockin' my chain like I signed her (signed her) They not fuckin' with me, I might slime 'em (slime 'em) I don't fuck with y'all, that's on my mama (mama) Yeah, my best friend is weed and some grabba YSL tee, bitch, I'm poppin' my collar Check cleared, tell her, "Count it up for me" My exes tell me that they still love me I'm a young rich nigga, what you want from me? I'm makin' moves, nigga, bet they gon' study She gon' choose, nigga, tell me she love me (choosey) This diamond tooth cost a hundred and 20 (toothy) I'm not a new nigga, been here already (ooh-wee) Hoes by the group, nigga, tell that she ready Said she love me from the day that she met me In her dreams, yeah, I feel like I'm Freddy Said she love me from the day that she met me In her dreams, yeah, I feel like I'm Freddy Said she love me from the day that she met me In her dreams, yeah, I feel like I'm Freddy In her dreams, yeah, I feel like I'm- (uh) She wanna dream, but I'm feelin' like Freddy, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Michael Virgil Romito, William Slayton Lambert, Garrison Joseph Webster, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Rio Francisco Lyva Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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