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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kamasi Washington
Kamasi Washington
Tenorsaxofon
George Clinton
George Clinton
Stimme und Gesang
D Smoke
D Smoke
Stimme und Gesang
Ronald Bruner, Jr.
Ronald Bruner, Jr.
Schlagzeug
Brandon Coleman
Brandon Coleman
Tasteninstrumente
Dontae Winslow
Dontae Winslow
Trompete
Joel Whitley
Joel Whitley
Gitarre
Rickey Washington
Rickey Washington
Flöte
Ryan Porter
Ryan Porter
Posaune
Stephen "Thundercat" Bruner
Stephen "Thundercat" Bruner
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kamasi Washington
Kamasi Washington
Komponist:in
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter:in
D Smoke
D Smoke
Songwriter:in
Ronald Bruner, Jr.
Ronald Bruner, Jr.
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kamasi Washington
Kamasi Washington
Produzent:in
George Clinton
George Clinton
Produzent:in
D Smoke
D Smoke
Produzent:in
Ronald Bruner, Jr.
Ronald Bruner, Jr.
Produzent:in
Alex DeTurk
Alex DeTurk
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Anderson Kendig
Anderson Kendig
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Brad Ritchie
Brad Ritchie
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Chris Pegram
Chris Pegram
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Clint Welander
Clint Welander
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jacob Johnston
Jacob Johnston
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Nate Haessly
Nate Haessly
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Russell Elevado
Russell Elevado
Mischtechniker:in
Ryan Molder
Ryan Molder
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Tony Austin
Tony Austin
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tony Shepherd
Tony Shepherd
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Zack Zajdel
Zack Zajdel
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Let's get lit There's some gettin' to be got with Let's get lit Let the gettin' get got with 'Cause when the gettin' get good, get, 'bouta get, got get, better get gone Get lit Supa, hey, hey Now pick your poison We could move through this room, I know what to do, arigato My momma skipped abortion So I'm feelin' lucky each day I'm up-up and ugly grindin' 'Til it's the time to unwind and get blind, drunk off that liquor Tequila goggles just made her thicker, ooh, she look (like my new wave) You lookin' like my next best ex (That body makes me wanna get lit) hey, that's a stretch Now two hands high if you like pecan pie (I do) And two hands low if you like to dance slow (don't you?) Now grip them hips, and don't you goddamn slip (no, don't you goddamn slip) Can you chew gum and dip? Are you coordinated? (yeah) 'Cause I'm sorta faded and these hoes been recordin' lately Ain't tryna end up in room shady, she look (like my new wave) If you serve me couple drinks, can't promise I'm gon' behave Maybe that's a good thing Hood king, don't fade away Just find a way to stay Here with us, genius Cast your pearls where you (Supa) come from Uh, I plant my seed where that lil' soil fertile (fertile) Shot glass of that holy water, they puffin' on herbal (herbal) She movin' like Jesus daughter, dressed up in the purple (purple) Gown was loss, and now I'm found, still winnin' like Churchill She had a curse in the purse, I'm stuck in the verse with her Body recital is vital, I go rehearse with her Make that incision, I play nurse with her Deep dive in the water, maybe quench my thirst with her And then get started on our first litter W-wait, here I come Hood queen, don't fade away Please find a way to stay Here with us, genius A light shine from you There's some gettin' to be got with, you wanna get lit Let the gettin' get got with We are children of the light in the nighttime About to get lit A flame don't lose no light by lighting another Get lit, Supa 'Cause when the gettin' get good, get, 'bouta get, got get, better get gone Get lit And may your flame of passion stay lit for all time Supa Good, D Smoke
Writer(s): George Clinton, Kamasi Tii Washington, Daniel Farris, Ronald Ray Bruner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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