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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
2 Chainz
Stimme und Gesang
Ché Tolbert
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Kevin Pitts
Zusätzlicher Gesang
Shawnna
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Nolan Presley
Songwriter:in
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter:in
Cory Way
Songwriter:in
Broderick Thompson-Smith
Songwriter:in
Richard Sims
Songwriter:in
Lefabian Williams
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Adrian Bernard Parks
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Dennis Ramon Butler
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Larry Johnson
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Michael Johnson
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Trocon Roberts
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Nolan Presley
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Finis "KY" White
Mischtechniker:in
Glenn Schick
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
2 Chainz
Produzent:in
FKi 1st
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Lyrics
Six in the morning, police at my door
Fresh red bottoms across the bathroom floor
Party last night with a couple of hoes
I had some niggas doin' molly and some bitches doin' coke
I bet the neighbors know my name, they call me "Oh fuck, oh shit" (shit)
From my hotel suite, you see the ocean, ocean (yeah)
Put her on the 42, I had her posin', posin' (cheese)
I'ma leave the door unlocked in case her close friend walk in (oh)
Oh, she a baddie, baddie (baddie), and she got a fatty, fatty (ooh)
And she call me Daddy, she don't even call her daddy, Daddy (true)
You know I bought her a Cuban link and a bracelet that match it (match it)
That's right, I'm rich and rachet, she got a fat transfer, no plastic (woo)
Whatever necessary, got more heart than February (heart)
Maybach so big it came with an office, where the secretary? (Where?)
I had that act up in my cup, same color elderberry (mm)
I'm known to hit the right spot, I know the neighbors hear it (Tony)
I bet the neighbors know my name, they call me "Oh fuck, oh shit" (shit)
From my hotel suite, you see the ocean, ocean (yeah, yeah)
Put her on the 42, I had her posin', posin' (cheese)
I'ma leave the door unlocked in case her close friend walk in (boom, boom, boom)
Yeah
(Hi, hi, missing home)
(Poppin' time)
(1st done geeked it up)
(Poppin' time)
You're my cousin, who I'm-, kid to my blood
And that's my family
All of them niggas, bruh
Hey, bruh, I'm stuck between two walls, bruh
You had to be there, man, that shit was nice
I'm stuck between two walls, bruh
You're my family, you're my blood
And it's my family
It's different between blood and family in the streets, you know that right?
Writer(s): Cory Way, Lefabian Williams, Michael Edwin Johnson, Larry Curtis Johnson, Dennis Ramon Butler, Richard Wayne Jr. Sims, Broderick Thompson-smith, Tauheed Epps, Markous Roberts, Adrian Bernard Parks, Nolan Leonard Presley
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