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Come Back Baby
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pusha T
Pusha T
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
Terrence Thornton
Terrence Thornton
Songwriter
James T Shaw
James T Shaw
Songwriter
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Songwriter
George Jackson
George Jackson
Songwriter
Ronald Edward Townsend
Ronald Edward Townsend
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
Tom Kahre
Tom Kahre
Recording Engineer
Nathaniel Alford
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Engineer
Jenna Felsenthal
Jenna Felsenthal
Assistant Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I wanna talk to all you addicts out there That's got yourself a great big Joan And you have tried all the methadone And you just can't leave that heroin alone I wonder Have you tried Dope just touched down I'm so grateful Numbers so low, bitch, be thankful They say don't let the money change you That's how we know money, ain't you Bitch, I been had Bitches been bad We buy big boats Bitch, I'm Sinbad Downright sinful Bitch, we been full All my dopeboys We like kinfolk Be more burnt spoon DC glass pipe VA sent bales About that trap life Blew through thousands We made millions Cocaine soldiers Once civilians Bought hoes Hondas Took care children Let my pastor Build out buildings Rapped on classics I been brilliant Now we blendin' We chameleons, ahh! Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darling to set me free Come back baby Just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I can't- Who else got the luxury to drop when he want 'Cause nobody else can fuck with me? What a show-off Nigga wrist for wrist let's have a glow off Fuck it, brick for brick let's have a blow off If we go by connections made I can still climb ladders when complexions fade (yugh) White on white that's the tester Black on black that's the Tesla See these diamonds in this watch face? All that shit came from pressure They don't miss you 'til you gone with the wind And they tired of dancing like a Ying Yang Twin You can't have the Ying without the Yang my friend Real niggas bring balance to the game I'm in (yugh) Can't escape the scale if I tried Interstate trafficking's alive (push) Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darling to set me free Come back baby, just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I can't- Still fresh off the boat niggas Don't make me super soak niggas Your life ends up a quote nigga The good die young, all dogs go to heaven It's really just momma's falling out on the reverend I play musical chairs with these squares Rich flair before they was Ric Flair's cocaine concierge Longest running trapper of the year Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan Season my sauce like Zatarain's Is he still in the caravan? (No) It's a mill in in the caravan? (Whoa) Richard Mille on a leather band (whoo) Behind the wheel like an ambulance (go) On my way up to Maryland (go) Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darling to set me free Come back baby, just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I can't- Come back baby, just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind, I-I can't
Writer(s): James Shaw, Kanye West, Terrence Thornton, Andrew Dawson, George Henry Jackson, Ronald Townsend Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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