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Like Dat
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Like Dat fue lanzado el 13 de diciembre de 2024 por Alamo como parte del álbum Dlow Curry
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Fecha de lanzamiento13 de diciembre de 2024
Sello discográficoAlamo
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM139

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Devante McCreary
Devante McCreary
Autoría
David Doman
David Doman
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
d.a. got that dope
d.a. got that dope
Producción
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Maddox "MaddMix" Chhim
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
D.a. got that dope
Big Za (****, huh, huh)
[Chorus]
I remember pullin' up Honda Civic, now I pull up Bentley (Yoom, yoom)
I can't see these broke **** through these Carti lenses, huh (Boy)
Fell in love with blue hundreds, bae, let's count this chicken, huh (Count this chicken)
If it's 'bout some money, boy, count me in it, huh (Count me in it)
If I let you in my car, bitch, just know you lucky (You lucky)
I remember I was fucked up, now I got cheese like Chuck E. (Bee)
I'm married to the money, baby, I ain't tryna be your hubby (No)
Them VVSs dancin', baby, my neck doin' the Dougie (Bling)
[Verse 1]
Huh, my wrist dancin' like Mike Jack, yeah, boy, I'm like that (Yeah)
He went Audemars Piguet, diamonds make her pussy wet (Bling)
I was at the bottom, then I shot off to the top (Shot off)
I was wearin' Polo, now I'm LV to the socks, huh (Yeah)
We step like a marchin' band, it's big bands in these pants (Frr)
I be dunkin' on these ****, I'm Dlow Morant (****)
Come here, baby, I want you to be my baby, yeah (I want you to be my baby)
You gon' play with who? Boy, you must be crazy (Boy, you must be crazy)
I got all this drip, look like a bird shitted, huh (Look like a bird shitted)
She say that pussy water, I'ma surf in it, yeah (Come here, bae)
I'm Mr. Go Get It, left pocket full of pink fifties, huh (Left pocket full of pink fifties)
Pockets full of blues like I got Smurfs in it, yeah (Big Za)
[Chorus]
I remember pullin' up Honda Civic, now I pull up Bentley (Yoom, yoom)
I can't see these broke **** through these Carti lenses, huh (Boy)
Fell in love with blue hundreds, bae, let's count this chicken, huh (Count this chicken)
If it's 'bout some money, boy, count me in it, huh (Count me in it)
If I let you in my car, bitch, just know you lucky (You lucky)
I remember I was fucked up, now I got cheese like Chuck E. (Bee)
I'm married to the money, baby, I ain't tryna be your hubby (No)
Them VVSs dancin', baby, my neck doin' the Dougie (Bling)
Written by: David Doman, Devante McCreary
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