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Dora
44,551
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dora fue lanzado el 30 de octubre de 2020 por Tierra Whack como parte del álbum Dora - Single
album cover
Fecha de lanzamiento30 de octubre de 2020
Sello discográficoTierra Whack
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM107

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Tierra Whack
Tierra Whack
Intérprete
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Voces de fondo
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Teclados
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Tierra Whack
Tierra Whack
Composición
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Composición
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Composición
Carter Lang
Carter Lang
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Producción
Teo Halm
Teo Halm
Coproducción
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Verse 1]
I like nice things
Buy me nice things
Give me compliments
Please have common sense
[Verse 2]
Open the door, tell 'em that you ready to explore
Yeah, Aventador, yeah, I had to chalk him, I got bored
I need support, like a sports bra, bae, I need support
I say less is best but I need more
Shoulda took me shopping to the store
[Verse 3]
I can't fuck with you no more
When I go to sleep, Gucci sheets now
Going out to eat, don't eat no meat now
Yeah, we from the streets, you get a beat down
Skin tanned 'cause we living on the beach now
[Verse 4]
Shining like a diamond, fine dining
Forty thousand, turn that shit to fifty thousand
Bitch, I'm wildin', stranded on a island
Money piling, Rolex 'cause I put that time in
Put the time in
[Verse 5]
Yeah, open the door, tell 'em you got money but need more
Yeah, in a Porsche, call me a gold digger, yes, of course
I'm in Dior, I think I just might buy me a horse
Basketball game, we on the floor, I need me new bags just to adore
[Verse 6]
I can't fuck with you no more
When I go to sleep, Gucci sheets now
Going out to eat, don't eat no meat now
Yeah, we from the streets, you get a beat down
Skin tanned 'cause we living on the beach now
[Verse 7]
Shining like a diamond, fine dining
Forty thousand, turn that shit to fifty thousand
Bitch, I'm wildin', stranded on a island
Money piling, Rolex 'cause I put that time in
Put the time in
[Verse 8]
Yeah, open the door, tell 'em that you tired of being poor
(I need change, ****) Yeah, style galore
Pull up in a tank, ready for war
Thank the Lord, got my passport, take me on tour
Tryna ride the wave, now all aboard
Champagne for the pain, can you pour?
[Verse 9]
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
Written by: Adam Feeney, Carter Lang, Teo Halm, Tierra Whack
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