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Luciano feat. Headie One - ARRIVED (Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luciano
Luciano
Vocals
Headie One
Headie One
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luciano
Luciano
Songwriter
Headie One
Headie One
Songwriter
Ghana Beats
Ghana Beats
Composer
geenaro
geenaro
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghana Beats
Ghana Beats
Producer
geenaro
geenaro
Producer

Lyrics

Geenaro So I'm going to Ghana I'm gonna be dreaming Dance for me, baby I'm gonna be dreaming Dance for me, baby I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby Bin heut ruhig, trag mein Gold, denn sie kennen mich jetzt, ja (yay) Papa stolz, bin dankbar, denn ich glaub an Gott, ja (blessed) Seele tot, es ist schwer, Devil in mei'm Ohr, ja Der Schmerz sitzt tief, noch ein Glas und ich flieg fort, ja (skrr) Demons in mei'm Kopf trotz Prada-Shorts, ja (yay) Stimmen, die ich hör, wann hört es auf? Ja (wann?) Ständig wach, diе Nacht kommt, Bro, ich lauf, ja (grr, grr) Weg vor mir selbst, guck, alles grau, ja (yay) Bro, Bro, wo blеibt der Sinn? Ja (yay) Will wieder in den Film wo ich war als Kind (boom-pah) Bro, sag, wo bleibt der Sinn? Ja (yay) Tauis im Bag, doch um mich alles still I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby (oh, yeah) We blow up your phone Dance 'til you die (oh, yeah) We blow up your phone (turn) Dance Yeah, sharks in the hood, no Bathing Ape (suh-suh) I'm in Tate with a taper fade (suh-suh-suh-suh) See Jess, it's a three liter engine I told my bredrin, "Take that Chase" (turn) All the times that I flew from home Why? I weren't tryna take that raid I'm still free to say, "Amazing Grace" All this gold got me feelin like Flavor Flav I'm feelin' like Flavor Flav, but used to be on a workers wage Now I might need a quarter million English just to work that stage And I still don't do it for the Met, you know the Broadwater way Leave that to them opp boys, they're just vexed, they get burnt like sage I made the trenches lit, everyone from my strip I'm protective with This money get spent on sticks, they say get it how you live Them opp boys need 8-ball on connie, me an' Frog gonna do man, spent a brick We're so verified, we the ones giving out blue ticks I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby (oh, yeah) We blow up your phone Dance 'til you die (oh, yeah) We blow up your phone Dance 'til you die You wanna go, you wanna go You wanna go, you wanna go Dance 'til you die I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby I'm gonna be dreaming (oh, yeah) Dance for me, baby (oh, yeah) We blow up your phone Dance 'til you die
Writer(s): Dennis Atuahene Opoku, Patrick Grossmann, Irving Ampofo Adjei, Gennaro Alessandro Frenken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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