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Dougie B - Spinnin ft. B-Lovee & Cordae (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dougie B
Dougie B
Vocals
B-Lovee
B-Lovee
Vocals
Cordae
Cordae
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arion Howard
Arion Howard
Songwriter
Quayshawn Cannon
Quayshawn Cannon
Songwriter
Sam Krapah
Sam Krapah
Songwriter
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
Ricky Dunigan
Ricky Dunigan
Songwriter
Darnell Carlton
Darnell Carlton
Songwriter
Abrim Tilmon Jr.
Abrim Tilmon Jr.
Songwriter
George Clinton, Jr.
George Clinton, Jr.
Songwriter
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Songwriter
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
Eric Wright
Eric Wright
Songwriter
Lorenzo Patterson
Lorenzo Patterson
Songwriter
William Earl Collins
William Earl Collins
Songwriter
Cordae Dunston
Cordae Dunston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AyoSam
AyoSam
Producer
ELIWTF
ELIWTF
Mixing Engineer
Eric "eQ" Morgenstern
Eric "eQ" Morgenstern
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't stop I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners (Fah) They don't stop (Grrah) I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners (Frrah, grrah) They don't stop (Grrah) I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners (Frrah, grrah, frrah, grrah, AyoSam) They don't— I stay with the cuz, make it hot any weather I ride for my brothers, we flockin' together Pour straight out the bottle, don't need me a measure It's forty and better when I'm at the teller I spot 'em, I'm boomin' at you and whoever Whenever, I promise you this shit is feathers My flockers, I love 'em, I got 'em forever When Flocka come home, we gon' get it together I been the aggressor applyin' the pressure I signed, it was treasure, and then it got better And then it get better and better and better Right under the sweater, I'm ready whenever Ain't cuffin' these bitches, ain't love for no heifer You jackin' the fellas but ain't sendin' no money Ain't checkin' on mommy, ain't send 'em a letter I said I know Fivi' and shorty got wetter Niggas know I'ma go, I'ma stomp every step They like, "B-Lovee, you different," he not like the rest Come straight from the 'jects where they put shit to rest He gon' end up like Yus with a whole in his chest Put bro on his ass, told him shot every step Give a fuck what they say, bitch, I feel like a vet I ain't duckin' no smoke, bitch, I'm one for the wreck Put a shot through the coat, bet you knock off the dress It's a party, but I'm different On my hip, Glocky or the Smith & (Grrah) Too much money, I be shittin' I'm too sleazy, nigga, I'ma get it Let 'em put him on a stretch, tryna play like he cool Put a hole in his brain, fuck a name, now he food All my opps in the spot, get to shakin' the room Grrah, tryna put what's-his-name on the news I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't stop I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't stop I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't stop (Yeah) I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners (Ayy) They don't— (Uh) I ride spinners If you a bad bitch, wan' buy you dinner Later on, I'm divin' in her They shootin' shit like Kawhi Leonard None of my bitches wear makeup Keep the MAC with 'em, no Kylie Jenner You gon' need some damn cosmetics 'Cause my young niggas get so aggressive That chopper singin' like Snoh Aalegra Man, I really need to get my shit together I been layin' low and I been gettin' cheddar Like that Drake song, I want this shit forever Ayy, free the lil' nigga Kay Flock Been a real nigga since the age five Back in high school, I sold the trey-five Yeah, I was in the crib listenin' to Based God Ayy, me and my nigga Dougie B livin' luxury, come and fuck with me My lil' cousin Ty live in the Bronx, so I don't ever stay at the DoubleTree Back in high school, I had A's and B's, now all my hoes got double D's I got another cousin that stay in New York, he say that shit is really like the jungle, B I'm a real nigga, can't humble me, can't quiet me, they admire me And lately I been poppin' mad bars 'cause this fame shit give me anxiety (Uh) And all these niggas claim they want smoke, but whole time, they practicin' sobriety But I'm the good guy and that's the irony, I'm a fuckin' menace to society You a bitch I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't stop I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't— I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't stop I'm ridin' spinners, I'm ridin' spinners They don't—
Writer(s): Bernie Worrell, Paul D. Beauregard, Eric Wright, Jordan Houston, George Clinton, William Earl Collins, Ricky Dunigan, Andre Romell Young, Darnell Carlton, Lorenzo Jerald Patterson, Abe Tilmon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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