Top Songs By Nehemie
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ayaana Nash
Begleitgesang
Rebecca Celestin
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Troy Jeffery
Songwriter:in
Daniel Forte
Songwriter:in
Nehemie Celestin
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Daniel Forte
Produzent:in
SaucedBySteve
Ingenieur:in
Juan Areco
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
Glowin' up ain't easy
But somebody gotta do it
So why not me
Why not me
Glowin' up ain't easy
Cause somebody gotta do it
So why not me
You see the lips
You see the thighs
All eyes on me
I might come through
With my collar popped
Old school impala, we don't need no top
In and outta lanes with my shit turned up
Balenciagas on, we don't need no socks
It ain't easy, but I make it look GOOD
My body so mahogany
I wish a bitch WOULD
Wanna pull me over
Yea that booty sit GOOD
The way I'm elevating
I might buy the whole HOOD
Time to glow up
It's big money when we show up
DJ run it back
We goin' tear the whole floor up
Livin' to the max
We ain't never tryna slow up
And don't forget my racks
When you show up
Cause I'm lookin for the Hoochie Daddies
(We Outside)
So show out
(We wanna see them thighs)
Yea you, (yea you)
Come outside
Buy me a bag from Michael Kors
In your hoochie daddy shorts cause
Glowin' up ain't easy
But somebody gotta do it
So why not me
Why not me
Glowin' up ain't easy
Cause somebody gotta do it
So why not me
You see the lips
You see the thighs
All eyes on me
If you don't want no smoke
Don't light no flame
This ain't about who poppin
This about my name
Rebellion hit the block
And we gon shut shit down
A rolls Royce umbrella
Couldn't stop my reign
It ain't easy, but I make it look amazing
I'm that back rose
That was growing out the pavement
I'ma pack shows
But somebody gotta pay me
Top back, waist snatched
Flushing in Mercedes (Oww)
Do it for my ladies
My 8 figure babies (Aye)
With 8 different streams
Livin' dreams on the daily (Aye)
The glow is too real
And hate never fazed me (Aye)
Just say my name right
When you page me
Cause I'm lookin for the Hoochie Daddies
(We Outside)
So show out
(We wanna see them thighs)
Yea you, (yea you)
Come outside
Buy me a bag from Michael Kors
In your hoochie daddy shorts cause
Glowin' up ain't easy
But somebody gotta do it
So why not me
Why not me
Glowin' up ain't easy
Cause somebody gotta do it
So why not me
You see the lips
You see the thighs
All eyes on me
Tell me if you really wanna party
Wanna party with me
Wit a thick ole' Bitch
Wit thick ole' Bitch
Thick, thick, thick, thick
Tell me if you really wanna party
Don't argue with me
Wit a thick ole' Bitch
You see these big ole hips
Thick, thick, thick, thick
Written by: Daniel Forte, Nehemie Celestin, Troy Jeffery