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A$AP Rocky - Hell (feat. Santigold) (Lyrics)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
Santigold
Santigold
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Michael Volpe
Michael Volpe
Songwriter
Santi White
Santi White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clams Casino
Clams Casino
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Innis
Stuart Innis
Assistant Engineer
Daniel Lynas
Daniel Lynas
Recording Engineer
Mark Bengston
Mark Bengston
Recording Engineer
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Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

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We use to wear rugged boots now it's all tailored suits Audemars Piguets for my criminal recruits Champagne flutes, bumpin' rhythm and the blues My partner made bad moves, he might end up in the news Or end up in the tombs or living in the boondocks Riding by the rules I'll abide by it soon See the situation we sophisticated goons I know you live by the gun then you die by it too Niggas call me prophecy, swagging and philosophies White on white wagon call that motherfucker Socrates Rat ass nigga, fighting for a block of cheese Catch me out in China stunning, yea, I'm about my guapanese My shoe game serious, so serious, whaup in these Niggas say I'm blessed my bad I forgot to sneeze (achoo) There your reasons go bitch I got some tissues for your issues tell 'em blow this Make my money, walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down, you waitin' on me long You know your way, where you're headin' now? Me, I want everything (bitch), it won't take me long Make my money, walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down, you waitin' on me long You know your way, where you're headin' now? Me, I want everything (bitch), it won't take me long Roger, roger, tell 'em roger that It's the gold teeth, French braids, call me Project Pat With the stalky cap, face a mask on, probly strapped It's the rocker cap, turn my swag on, holla back Throw a dollar at a biddage, tell her suck my Diddy 'Cause they hatin' on my clitty, 'cause we made it when we did it Hit it 'cause they didn't My mama always told me keep your mind on your money Boy you better pay attention Ride with the pretty nigga, woopty, no chauffeur Paint lookin' like a drippin' smoothy, no coaster The game if full of posers, big dog bulldozer Flap up on 'em like toasters, wake them up like Folgers 'Cause heaven need a villain like hell need a newer idol You could flip the crip and call just renew the title For now, I'm pro pimpin' like them do what I do Smoking killa, but my doors still suicidal Make my money, walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down, you waitin' on me long You know your way, where you're headin' now? Me, I want everything (bitch), it won't take me long Make my money, walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down, you waitin' on me long You know your way, where you're headin' now? Me, I want everything (bitch), it won't take me long It will hit you on the head You don't even gotta hit me now, babe Just as sheeps get led You can see me long gone How you gonna feel now? You know what they say Really you know that we don't come how we get down Knew that was a Rocky ahead And you don't really what is up No, you can't get it wrong Make my money, walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down, you waitin' on me long You know your way, where you're headin' now? Me, I want everything (bitch), it won't take me long Make my money, walk straight ahead now They countin' every day down, you waitin' on me long You know your way, where you're headin' now? Me, I want everything (bitch), it won't take me long
Writer(s): Santi White, Michael Volpe, Rakim Mayers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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