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Bailiffs
935
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bailiffs wurde am 18. Dezember 2018 von BRYN 2018 als Teil des Albums veröffentlicht99
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Album99
Veröffentlichungsdatum18. Dezember 2018
LabelBRYN 2018
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRYN
BRYN
Performer
Suspect
Suspect
Performer
Suspect OTB
Suspect OTB
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Schwartz
Matt Schwartz
Composer
Brynley Rose Plumb
Brynley Rose Plumb
Songwriter
Leon Brice
Leon Brice
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Schwartz
Matt Schwartz
Producer

Songtexte

(N Black Productions)
(Bitch)
(Huh)
(B-P)
(K-k-k-k, ya)
Big stack, big rack
Come around in that '40 with that big pack, huh
Big stack, big rack
Drive around in that '40 with that big pack, huh
I want hostess
Get up skrrt ho rags
You a ho pegs
No-no-ner, no pegs, ah
She wanna G bag
Oh-yeah-yer, get that
Us we don't lag, turn up ner don't lag (Lag)
Tommy gun, take you for a run (Ya)
Too many ho for my mothers only son (Pricks)
Tell me the addy, I'm gonna come for your settee (Na, na)
Better go get it already, comin' up, hide it up
Pack it up heavy (Uh)
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Ya)
Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Ya)
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)
Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Oh)
(Ugh, aye, ugh, aye) We bad!
Some of them movin' like bailiffs (Huh)
It was theirs but we pull up and took that (Uh)
Now all I see is agents (Eh)
It's coming like the whole world try and book man (Woo)
These gyal are movin' the strangest (Uh)
Everyday just cattin' for the big man
Tru man a move like the greatest, to ever surface
Ha
I got no breaks, get up skrrt more cake (Brrr)
You got no say, pussy boy, so laced (So laced)
No shade, every word hold weight (Uh-huh)
****, all I speak, blood talk José
I call the shots for real my **** who you bluffin' (Bluffin')
Came up from the modern day, want us to be subtle (Huh)
Now I'm in the drop my windows down the speakers thumpin' (Stuntin')
These **** know I catch them reachin' I'ma burn 'em!
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)
Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Oh)
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)
Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Yeah, listen
Tell me somethin' I don't know about myself (Ha)
Bunch of bitches at my door they want my money (Want my money)
Why you stressin' me you're not good for my health? (Brrrt-brrrt, ya)
I don't like these snitches, they'll be actin' gully
Why you talkin' I can see your nose is runny
Ok I'm runnin' for the
Big stack, big rack
(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)
(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)
Come around in that '40 with that big pack, huh
(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)
(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)
Big stack, big rack
(Woo, yeah, huh, huh, hey, ya)
Drive around in that '40 with that big pack, huh
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)
Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Oh-oh)
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now
(Why do you do this to me now?)
Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Oh)
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Why you runnin?)
Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Why we hidin')
All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now
(No, no, no, ah-ah, oh-oh)
Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Oh)
(Ah-uh)
Written by: Brynley Rose Plumb, Leon Brice, Matt Schwartz
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