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Busta Rhymes - STAND UP (Sped Up - Official Audio) ft. JNR CHOI
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Stimme und Gesang
JNR CHOI
JNR CHOI
Stimme und Gesang
Euglen Tanci
Euglen Tanci
Stimme und Gesang
Delanie Leyden
Delanie Leyden
Stimme und Gesang
Kevin FAMEtheMOVIE Wiggins
Kevin FAMEtheMOVIE Wiggins
Stimme und Gesang
Jonathan "HotBoii Johnny" Skinner
Jonathan "HotBoii Johnny" Skinner
Stimme und Gesang
Fonz Figgaz & A.L
Fonz Figgaz & A.L
Stimme und Gesang
Punchline
Punchline
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Trevor Smith
Trevor Smith
Songwriter:in
Stevie Wonder
Stevie Wonder
Songwriter:in
Momodou Junior Choi
Momodou Junior Choi
Songwriter:in
C. Francis
C. Francis
Songwriter:in
M. Sotolongo
M. Sotolongo
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Produzent:in
Euglen Tanci
Euglen Tanci
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Delanie Leyden
Delanie Leyden
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Navi Beats
Navi Beats
Produzent:in
Ceebeaats
Ceebeaats
Produzent:in
Stan Greene
Stan Greene
Mischtechniker:in
Master Plan
Master Plan
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Y'all really be talkin' too much
Singin' and singin', and—
Singin' and singin', and singin', and singin', and—
Y'all got too much conversations incriminatin' yourselves
We really thought you were standup
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and—
Singin' and singin', and singin', and—
Singin' and singin', and singin', and—
We really thought you were standup
Havin' conversations, incriminatin' yourselves
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and—
We really thought you were standup (Huh, uh)
If you're not on my timin'
You best get out my way, yeah
VVS, see man shinin', yeah
Rolex, I iced that face
You wanna peep designer, yeah
You knew I got that taste, yeah
When you go buy designer, yeah, you're gonna see man's face
We celebratin', while I give it a— (Hey)
Bust open bottles and live it up (Oh)
Before the cameras, this a different sandwich, you step in the building and lift it up (Ayy)
We kill all the snitches like fentanyl, go 'head and sniff it up (Ayy)
Bitch, when the coast is clear, for all you to pull up and big it up (Big it up)
Y'all really be talkin' too much
Singin' and singin', and—
Singin' and singin', and singin', and singin', and—
Y'all got too much conversations incriminatin' yourselves
We really thought you were standup
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and—
Singin' and singin', and singin', and—
Singin' and singin', and singin', and—
We really thought you were standup
Havin' conversations, incriminatin' yourselves
While y'all all singin' and singin', and singin', and—
We really thought you were standup
Don't do snitches, don't do snakes
Don't do rats, I don't do jakes
All my drip real, don't do fakes
Keep it real, it goes two ways
Let a bad B go to waste
Shiesty mask, no face, no case
Nothing can ever stop my shine
Then we'll pull up, I'm burn the place
You don't want to do that (Switchy)
Never-ever, no
Go zoom, zoom, zoom
Jump in that Ferrari, it go zoom, zoom, zoom
Smokin' marijuana, I see fume, fume, fume
Ladies say they love me, love the shrooms, shrooms, shrooms
Always been the highest in the room, room, room
My baby, she the flyest in the room, room, room
She got like Louis, Prada, Dior, baby, damn, she got poom, poom, poom, yeah
Yeah, I love the way you move, ah, baby
No snitchin' on me
I love the way you move, ah, baby
No switchin' on me
I love the way you move
I love to show improve
I love the way you groove (Ah)
No switchin' on me (Yeah)
No switchin' on me (Oh, no, no, no)
No switchin' on me (Uh, yeah)
I love the way you move, ah, baby (Oh, no, no, no)
No snitchin' on me (Shit)
No switchin' on me (Shit)
No snitchin' on me (Shit)
No switchin' on me (Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I want to get lit to the club
Sip some champagne, pop, pop, pop, pop
Meet some gyal, then chill with the gyal
Never know, you might be my one
Ooh, wow, skip to the club
Sip some champagne, pop, pop, pop, pop
Meet some gyal, then off with the gyal
Never know, she might be my one, yeah
Don't stop (Hey)
Don't stop (Hey)
Don't stop (Hey)
Don't stop (Hey)
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
We gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Oh, shit, oh God
Written by: C. Francis, Chaniva Joy Faith Francis, M. Sotolongo, Momodou Junior Choi, Stevie Wonder, Trevor Smith
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