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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Weeknd
Stimme und Gesang
Playboi Carti
Stimme und Gesang
MIKE DEAN
Synthesizer
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter:in
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter:in
Abel Makkonen Tesfaye
Songwriter:in
Jordan Terrell Carter
Songwriter:in
Raul Cubina
Songwriter:in
Tariq 'BL$$D' Sharrieff
Songwriter:in
Jarrod "Twisco" Morgan
Songwriter:in
Mark Williams
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Kobe “BbyKobe” Hood
Songwriter:in
Devon Chisolm
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pharrell Williams
Produzent:in
Ojivolta
Co-Produzent:in
MIKE DEAN
Mischtechniker:in
Sage Skolfield
Mischtechniker:in
Mike Larson
Ingenieur:in
Tommy Rush
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Marcus Fritz
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TWISCO
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Paroles
XO
Ooh-yeah, ooh-yeah, no
Ever since I was a jit, knew I was the -
Shorty keep wanna come 'round, she wanna get hit
She think she the main because I keep her by my side
Double-O, buss down the watch, she know that I'm timeless
I put my son in some Rick
I pull that gun off the hip
Pockets hold 22 clips
I break her heart, Comme Garçon
Get put on a shirt, get put on a blimp
Bih' like a stain, get ready to lick
I had to tell her that ever since I was a jit, knew I was the -
She singin' my songs, she wanna die lit, tryna get hit
House like a bank
Deposit this -, deposit that check
Smile on my face, ain't fakin' sh-
Come and get checked
Ice on my neck, double-O wrist
She in the Scat, hell of a 'Cat
Fresh out the trench, 400 packs
Uh, yeah, I'm spinnin' in Paris
Dress for these -, they finna -
Just poured a four in a soda, it pop
Them drugs finna hit, I'm feelin' ill
I'm wrestlin' all of my demons, I feel like The Rock
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist
XO tatted all over her body, oh
She just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah
Ever since I was a jit, I been legit
You should let her go, she wanna be it
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless, yeah
City on fire when I'm coming home
Fill up the sky, I fill up the Dome
They'll play it one day, it's a hell of a show
But it's gonna hurt, 'cause we did it first
Feel like Skateboard P
BBC boys on the creep
Feel like it's '03, Neptune drum with a beam
She hippy flipping a bean, she wanna f- with the team
She fell in love with the cream
She fell in love with the scene
Ooh, yeah, her man quiet, not even a peep
Broke his heart, PTSD
Hold his chest, let it breathe
Let it breathe, - scheme
And I got a priest, he got a cross
Get out of line, send him to God
I shed a tear, pray for a loss, ooh-yeah
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist
XO tatted all over her body, yeah
She just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah
Ever since I was jit, I been legit
You should let her go, she wanna be it
Double-O tatted on her body, oh
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Timeless, timeless, timeless, timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Writer(s): Pharrell L. Williams, Abel Tesfaye, Mark Carl Stolinski Williams, Mike Dean, Raul Ignacio Cubina, Jordan Terrell Carter, Jarrod Thomas Morgan, Tariq Anwar-bassett Sharrieff, Chisolm Deavon Petty, Evan Kobe Hood
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