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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Vocals
Mannywellz
Mannywellz
Vocals
Sango
Sango
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emmanuel Ajomale
Emmanuel Ajomale
Songwriter
Okonkwo Ementa
Okonkwo Ementa
Songwriter
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Todd Bergman
Todd Bergman
Recording Engineer
Sango
Sango
Producer
Chad Kitchens
Chad Kitchens
Recording Engineer
Kevin Spencer
Kevin Spencer
Mixing Engineer

Letras

I just want a hundred percent from a pretty woman I just want a villa and fill it with green hundreds I just want you niggas to know that I got the blues I'm feeling like it's Muddy or BB the King humming Why you niggas talking that thing but ain't done it? How you niggas talking that crack but can't cook it? Some of my niggas ain't comin' back because of a snake or a rat So I don't need me a map to find a zoo in (yeah) Who in, who out, coupe out we on the gwop Who Tim, who Al, who down to put a tool out Pull up, pull up, pull out where y'all shooters? Pull up, it's love, it's love they won't do nothin', yeah The realest on deck, get it how you want it Fist bullet or a check yeah yeah I got gorillas on deck But it's like a Delorean they push your shit back Abi, abi, abi do you hear me? I'm like a young sunny Ade in my city Laid back Maybach o jive fun me On my Jah yeah the Gods always guiding me Yeah the broads, yeah the broads always gossiping And the blogs gon' blog but I'm prospering Swear to God if I fall to my offspring I was bossin' up, KaWah kiss the ring Me and you put together, it's double trouble Fight for you through stormy weather, is no problem Let me love you baby, I no go fumble If I give you love, oh baby Loyalty and love, oh baby Loyalty and love, oh baby Loyalty is love, oh baby Loyalty is love, oh forever Wind me down, wind me down, wind me down, I be Get a bag, use a rack as a rag, abi Money fall, money fall, niggas gon' spray Either dollars or the dummies talkin' down on me, whoa Don't got a lotta cars but I got a lotta clothes Don't got a lotta girls but I got a lotta hoes And I ain't really proud of the fact But the young, black and rich is broke and alone Ride through the city with a light skin joint My dark skin joint got a white boy now But I am not the type that would fight that back But if she ever come back, I'ma widen that gap Who loyal to who, who telling the truth? Who really a boss, who really a fluke? Who loyal to who, who wellin' the shoe? Who paid for the lawyers who barely pay for their food? Baba Folarin Me and you put together it's double trouble Fight for you through stormy weather, it's no problem Let me love you baby I no go fumble If I give you love, oh baby Loyalty and love, oh baby Loyalty and love, oh baby Loyalty is love, oh baby Loyalty is love, oh forever So I'm up one morning And me a play my music, oh After all, music is business
Writer(s): Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Okonkwo Ementa, Emmanuel Ajomale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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