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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dick Brave & The Backbeats
Dick Brave & The Backbeats
Vocals
Phil X. Hanson
Phil X. Hanson
Double Bass
Matt L. Hanson
Matt L. Hanson
Drums
Adriano BaTolba
Adriano BaTolba
Guitar
Mike Scott
Mike Scott
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Kiedis
Anthony Kiedis
Composer
Chad Smith
Chad Smith
Composer
Flea
Flea
Composer
John Frusciante
John Frusciante
Composer
Dick Brave & The Backbeats
Dick Brave & The Backbeats
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dick Brave & The Backbeats
Dick Brave & The Backbeats
Producer
Dominik Stahlschmidt
Dominik Stahlschmidt
Engineer
MM-Sound
MM-Sound
Mastering Engineer
Pete Smith & Kai Lee for Click Music Production
Pete Smith & Kai Lee for Click Music Production
Mixing Engineer

Letra

What I've got, you've got to give it to your mamma What I've got, you've got to give it to your pappa What I've got, you've got to give it to your daughter You do a little dance and then you drink a little water What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you Reeling with the feeling, don't stop continue Realize, I don't want to be a miser Confide with sly, you'll be the wiser Young blood is the lovin' upriser How come everybody wanna keep it like the Kaiser? Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now I can't tell, if I'm a king pin or a pauper Greedy little people in a sea of distress Keep your more to receive your less Unimpressed by material excess Love is free, love me say hell yes I'm a low brow, but I rock a little know how No time for the piggies or the hoosegow Get smart, get down with the pow wow Never been a better time, than right now Bob Marley, poet and a prophet Bob Marley, taught me how to off it Bob Marley, walkin' like he talk it Goodness me can't you see I'm gonna cough it? Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Oh, oh yeah Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now I can't tell, if I'm a king pin or a pauper Lucky me, swimmin' in my ability Dancin' down on life with agility Come and drink it up, from my fertility Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility My mom, I love her 'cause she love me Long gone are the times, when she scrub me Feelin' good, my brother gonna hug me Drinkin' my juice, young love chug-a-lug me There's a river born to be a giver Keep you warm won't let you shiver His heart is never gonna wither Come on everybody, time to deliver Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now I can't tell, if I'm a king pin or a pauper What I've got, you've got to give it to your mamma What I've got, you've got to give it to your pappa What I've got, you've got to give it to your daughter You do a little dance and then you drink a little water What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you What I've got, you've got to get it put it in you Reeling with the feeling, don't stop continue Realize, I don't want to be a miser Confide wisely, you'll be the wiser Young blood is the lovin' upriser How come everybody wanna keep it like the Kaiser? Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away now Give it away now Give it away now Give it away now ...
Writer(s): Michael W. Smith, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Amy Grant Gill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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