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Concerts à venir de Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa

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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Stimme und Gesang
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Stimme und Gesang
Bruno Mars
Bruno Mars
Stimme und Gesang
Tom Scott
Tom Scott
Sampling-Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ari Levine
Ari Levine
Songwriter:in
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Songwriter:in
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter:in
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter:in
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter:in
Marquise Newman
Marquise Newman
Songwriter:in
Nye Lee
Nye Lee
Songwriter:in
Peter Gene Hernandez
Peter Gene Hernandez
Songwriter:in
Phillip Lawrence
Phillip Lawrence
Songwriter:in
Ted Bluechel
Ted Bluechel
Songwriter:in
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter:in
Marlon Barrow
Marlon Barrow
Songwriter:in
Max R. Bennett
Max R. Bennett
Songwriter:in
Larry Cariton
Larry Cariton
Songwriter:in
John P. Guerin
John P. Guerin
Songwriter:in
Joe Sample
Joe Sample
Songwriter:in
Thomas Wright Scott
Thomas Wright Scott
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andy Drucker
Andy Drucker
Ingenieur:in
Ari Levine
Ari Levine
Mischtechniker:in
Travis Marshall
Travis Marshall
Ingenieur:in
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
The Smeezingtons
The Smeezingtons
Produzent:in

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Is this thing on? (Word) So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We're just having fun We don't care who sees (shit) So what we go out That's how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free, Uh, uh-uhm, so what I keep 'em rolled up Saggin' my pants, not caring what I show Keep it real with my niggas Keep it player for these hoes It look clean, don't it? Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it Give me some 5-0-1 jeans on it Roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers You a class clown and if I skip for the day I'm with your bitch smokin' grade A You know what It's like I'm 17 again Peach fuzz on my face Lookin' on the case Tryna find a hella taste Oh my God, I'm on the chase, Chevy It's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it Dippin' away, time keeps slippin' away Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint Up front, four blunts, like, "Khalifa put the weed in a J" So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We're just having fun We don't care who sees So what we go out That's how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free Uh, and I don't even care 'Cause if me and my team in there There's gon' be some weed in the air Tell 'em, Mac Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin' When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up That's how it should be done Soon as you thinkin' you're down Find how to turn things around Now things are lookin' up From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin' Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building Got my own car, no job, no children Had a science project, me and Mac killed it T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me This is us, we gon' fuss And we gon' fight and we gon' roll And live off life So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We're just having fun We don't care who sees So what we go out That's how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free Yeah, roll one, smoke one When you live like this you're supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun So we just, roll one, smoke one When you live like this you're supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We're just having fun We don't care who sees So what we go out That's how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free So what, we're fine We don't care who sees We don't care who sees That's how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Philip Martin Ii Lawrence, Peter Gene Hernandez, Ari Levine, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Nye Jr. Lee, Marlon Travis Barrow, Marquise De Angelo Newman, Tyrone William Griffin, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Ted Bluechel, Christopher Steven Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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