Listen to Ain't Nothing Like You (Hoochie Coo) [feat. Jim Jones & Mos Def] by BlakRoc

Ain't Nothing Like You (Hoochie Coo) [feat. Jim Jones & Mos Def]

BlakRoc

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BlakRoc
BlakRoc
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Auerbach
Dan Auerbach
Composer
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Composer
Mos Def
Mos Def
Composer
Patrick Carney
Patrick Carney
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damon Dash
Damon Dash
Executive Producer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Gateway Mastering
Gateway Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Tchad Blake
Tchad Blake
Mixing Engineer
Joel Hamilton
Joel Hamilton
Producer
The Black Keys
The Black Keys
Producer
Studio G, Brooklyn, NY
Studio G, Brooklyn, NY
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Pure heart, I love you Pure heart, you're super cool You're live and elemental, you're sweet and you're true You're so true, you're plain and yet so special It's nothin' like you, you're so cool You're sweet and rude You're so plain that it's special it's nothin' like you You make me stand up and holla "Do the hoochie coo", you're so cool They told me pain only shows you where you goin' You get to laugh then that shows you where you been And when you get the cash that only shows you how to sin Like when you gettin' fast money and you blow it in the wind Where we from success, one in a million We thought success was gettin' money in front the buildin' End of the summer we was countin' up the killin's Like they killed baby boy tryna run up in the buildin' now Love, I bruised one of her rose petals She was from the concrete and came up out the cold ghetto But so gentle but it appears, like, on a clear light It could thunderstorm, want some more Pure heart, I love ya pure heart You're so You're live and elemental, you're sweet and you're rude So cool and fiery too You're plain and elemental, you're sweet and you're rude You're so true Most say I'm politically incorrect But most people scared, they spit it so indirect I've been accused of same thing as you But I refused ta, follow rules of who The complexion of politics done changed And the computer glitch put so many problems Up in the game that, uh I prolly still be sellin' 'caine if I didn't get a chance At the stardom or the fame Bein' humble is a hard quality to achieve When your ego is crazy with no modesty We make good music just usin' the black keys And I'm flyin' through the hood in my newest of black Vs, peace You're plain and elemental ain't nothin' like you You're pure heart
Writer(s): Joseph Jones, Dante Smith, Patrick Carney, Daniel Auerbach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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