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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
SZA
SZA
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cody Fayne
Cody Fayne
Songwriter:in
Dexter Suhn
Dexter Suhn
Songwriter:in
Solána Rowe
Solána Rowe
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
Dexter Suhn
Dexter Suhn
Produzent:in
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
thankgod4cody
thankgod4cody
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Hector Castro
Hector Castro
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Do you mean it when you say it? I believe it 'cause you my fuckin' favorite I took the bait, I lick the poison, baby, over and over again Over again, yeah, yeah, no Pull it back, let me see inside Lick the pussy when we feelin' some' Shit feels so different when it's prime time When it's up front, they reportin' live They don't give a fuck, they won't even lie Fuck around and die over community dick Never fight over community dick Fuck a choppa, I'ma need me a stick (yeah) Classy 'cause my nigga trickin' (yeah) Nasty, I'm fine and I'm thick You're six blunts in and I'm overthinkin' Did you mean all the shit you said the other day? Was you just talkin', or you tryna swing my way? I gotta know 'cause when you look at me that way Start doin' numbers in my head, I calculate How many ways can you take me down (down), down, down, oh-oh? (Whoa) I'm not thinkin' straight when you around, 'round, rround, oh-whoa Daddy, tell me, am I your fuckin' baby? I miss the days when you no calls and show up Bust up on me, over baby, over and over again Oh, over again, over again, again Took a Plan B, you came inside Told you before that dick is mine Shit feels so different when you're so tired When you're caught up, feeling conjured Daughters of the death (death, death, death, death) (See you tomorrow, 'cause) Did you mean all the shit you said the other day? Was you just talkin', or you tryna swing my way? I gotta know 'cause when you look at me that way Start doin' numbers in my head, I calculate How many ways can you take me down (down), down, down, oh-oh? (Whoa) I'm not thinkin' straight when you around, 'round, 'round, oh-whoa
Writer(s): Solána Imani Rowe, Cody Fayne, Dexter S. Griffin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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