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Pretty Lady (feat. Swank)
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Hip-Hop
Pretty Lady (feat. Swank) wurde am 14. August 2026 von Perfect Time Music Group als Teil des Albums The Don & Eye 3: The Trilogy veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum14. August 2026
LabelPerfect Time Music Group
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Musalini
The Musalini
Performer
Luis Hernandez
Luis Hernandez
Rap
Patrick Denard Douthit
Patrick Denard Douthit
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luis Hernandez
Luis Hernandez
Songwriter
Patrick Denard Douthit
Patrick Denard Douthit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Denard Douthit
Patrick Denard Douthit
Producer

Songtexte

[Intro]
Moose
Ninth
It's the trilogy, baby
Money
[Verse 1]
Gettin' hella cream, I'm a magazine
I be smokin' loud in them limousines
I'ma hold you down if you stick around
Airport flights, transport the pound
I be in the cut lurkin' like a shadow
Talk about the Don, can't forget the pharaoh
Girl, I'm making moves, I ain't here to argue
Hurry up and choose 'cause I'm getting larger
I could put you on if you really want
Have you in the Porsche, rolling up my blunts
We could grab lunch, have steak for dinner
Take you out to slums, bring you round to Winters
Girl, we on the run, rakin' up them figures
**** still hatin', shit, go figure
I be 'round ladies, ain't no gold diggers
If the broad mine, she a gold mine
If the broad mine, she a gold mine
If the broad mine, she a gold mine
[Verse 2]
Snackin' on this chicken got me in position
I was makin' plays, cookin' in the kitchen
Chillin' overseas, you could never see him
I be spendin' euros, feelin' European
All I need is trust, we can rule the world
When I spit, it's jewels, you don't need a pearl
Told you I'm a player, I don't need a girl
I'm focused on my paper, I'll be back later
Shoes alligators and the coupe mail
All I see is cash when I check the mail
I'ma take a trip when we make a sale
They say you never win till you start to fail
Poppin' Moët like we made bail
Shawty on deck, manicured nails
Baby doing good takin' care of self
Yeah, them jeans tight with the Louis belt
Yeah, them jeans tight with the Louis belt
Shawty looking good care of self
Yeah, them jeans tight with the Louis belt
I see you, baby
Yeah, them jeans tight with the Louis belt
Yeah, what up, Moose?
Ninth Wonder
Yeah, them jeans tight with the Louis belt
[Verse 3]
Look, I made it out the bottom, know my **** proud
I chose my own way when fuckin' with the crowd
Back when I was in my dawn, wrote it loud
Was quick to smoke a rapper, suited for it like I'm dapper
Damn, most these **** hatin', they be fans
But I'm the blueprint, just like that album Gu mixed
I know these **** wishin' they could walk in my shoes
But these size 11s heavy as fuck, I need the cash, I'm talkin' plenty of bucks
I grew a poor as a bitch, hole in the roof, it rain, get pants in the cup
The bitches pretty, but they petty as fuck
If you do some foul shit, watch your back, she might be settin' you up
Yeah, I'm from the two-five, where if you talk, you get touched
Where they shootin' like Curry and Clutch
I had to bury a bunch of the close human beings I love
From bad health to the money and drugs, my blessings come from above
Coolin' out in Soho, yeah, I blew a bag
Four hundred for the jeans and Vizu on the tag
Remember twenty dollars, that was all I had
Felt like Keith Sweat, was tryna make it last
Tryna make it last forever, yeah
I remember twenty dollars, that was all I had
Felt like Keith Sweat, ****
[Outro]
Yeah
Know what I mean, now we doin' bigger and better
Deals and shit
Poppin' bottles, livin' life
Yeah, shit pretty
Written by: Luis Hernandez, Patrick Denard Douthit
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