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Key Glock - 3AM in ToKEYo (Official Video)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Key Glock
Key Glock
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tim Moore
Tim Moore
Komponist:in
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Komponist:in
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Texte
Philipp Albinger
Philipp Albinger
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Produzent:in
AYJAY089
AYJAY089
Produzent:in
Twhyxclusive
Twhyxclusive
Produzent:in
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mischtechniker:in
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Logan Schmitz
Logan Schmitz
Mischtechnikerassistent:in

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Yeah, I came in this world by myself Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf Yeah, get put in a box Wrap him like a Christmas present Franklins, Grants, and Jacksons, I'm forever gonna get it I just did this show, had bitches showin' me they melons Pissy yellow diamonds on my wrist, no R. Kelly My exes still jealous 'cause they cannot be with me You seen what happened to dude, don't think you should play with me Diamonds dance like Terry Crews, give these bitches somethin' to see Pulled a pocket full of blues and a 31 deep Young rich nigga, I'll fuck your auntie Dog-ass nigga, who let this nigga off the leash? Cappin' ass nigga, all that lyin' on them beats Escalade V, you can hear me comin' up the street Hop out smellin' like a P, you know that motherfucker reek I'm a Kansas City fan, yeah, you know who I be chiefin' My diamonds got her in a trance, next thing I know, she leakin' She tryna take it out my pants, damn, she suck it like she teethin' You know I keep one in the head, I aim it at your beanie Her daddy is a preacher, just don't know his daughter a demon All this money in my pockets got me walkin' like a penguin She wanna fuck my partner, me and Glizock double teamin' Gave lil' momma dope dick once, now she fiendin' I'm so up, get bored and buy a watch for no reason Cutthroat motherfucker, if I ain't plottin', then I'm schemin' Get money, motherfucker, yeah, my closet look like Nieman I came in this world by myself Self-made nigga, never asked no one for help My lil' bro tryna cook a opp, think he should be a chef The day a nigga play with Glock, he gettin' put on a shelf Yeah, get put in a box
Writer(s): Markeyvius Cathey, Paul Beauregard, Phillip Albinger, Tim Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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