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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Nico Spring
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jesse Blalack III
Songwriter:in
Charles Simpson III
Songwriter:in
Nico Oyarzabal
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Nico Spring
Produzent:in
Lyrics
You can take a shot, or you can pop a bottle
Either damn way, we gon' party till tomorrow
When you swagged down, people tend to follow
Tonight we gettin' in, takin' shots and poppin bottles
Tell em, tonight's one of those nights that might never end
Get in one of those fights that bring the police in
But they feelin' our swagger, so let the fun begin
But there's three of us, she bringin' all her friends
Champagne by the case, straight Rosé
Bottles everywhere, L&G make it rain
And when it get too wet, this dro make us float
She say our swagger so thick
She say she like them tats all on my body
That kush off in my pocket
That money all in my wallet
Baby girl say she so about it
Wrap up the beat with the lyrics
Tie a knot and then deliver it
To the people who feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
She said she love the tattoos on my body
The way I move my body
When I'm pressed against her body
Put it down for that Punani
Bottles gon' be poppin'
Models gon' be watchin
Panties gon' be droppin'
Baby girl, I'm, baby girl, I'm
Break her off on Monday, break her off on Sunday
Tuesday, I be high as fuck, break her off on hump day
Thursday, with that feng shui
Friday, I be high as fuck
Saturday, we fuckin' all night with the windows down
Bitch, I'm on the top floor, throwin' money to the ground
Fuckin' with them hot whores, purple kush pack by the pound
Everytime I mothafuckin' ride around with the bad nympho
We around the clouds, L&G all day out the stereo
Bumpin down the block, you can hear the sound
Tats all on my body, swaggin' in this bitch
Lookin' like Bob Marley, smoke like Rastafarians
Kush off in my pockets, wallet holdin' that profit
Shawty ready to party, Swagger gone, oh lordy
She say she like them tats all on my body
That kush off in my pocket
That money all in my wallet
Baby girl say she so about it
Wrap up the beat with the lyrics
Tie a knot and then deliver it
To the people who feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
She said she love the tattoos on my body
The way I move my body
When I'm pressed against her body
Put it down for that Punani
Bottles gon' be poppin'
Models gon' be watchin
Panties gon' be droppin'
Baby girl, I'm, baby girl, I'm
I'm so explosive on the microphone
Rappin' off my iPhone
Tell your bitch, stop callin' me
I'm busy in the studio
Money to be made
If you got money, then you straight
I throw some hundreds in the face
Of whoever owns the place
My swagger is so outrageous
I feel it could be contagious
I got people jockin' me
Jockin' on my fuckin' swag
Tryin' to be someone you can't
You's a lame, and that's a fact
Hold this middle finger up
For them haters in the past
Now I'm lookin' at my future
Forgettin' about the past
Put it all behind me
Hope it never comes back
Cause this time, with this rhyme
I'll be provin' exactly that
She say she like them tats all on my body
That kush off in my pocket
That money all in my wallet
Baby girl say she so about it, tell 'em
Written by: Charles Simpson III, Jesse Blalack III, Nico Oyarzabal