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INTERPRÉTATION
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Chant
Carrie Lucas
Carrie Lucas
Artiste samplé
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Paroles/Composition
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Paroles/Composition
Jetmir Salii
Jetmir Salii
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bryson Tiller
Bryson Tiller
Ingénierie de prise de son
Milli Beatz
Milli Beatz
Production
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Production

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(Fight!) Hey Goddamn I'm winnin' Hey Goddamn I'm winnin', I'm winnin' Goddamn, I'm winnin' Got money, now you done switched up on me I used to think about how you would act when a nigga got money Now you done switched up on me Now you wanna say, "What's up?" to me Okay, so now you wanna make love to me? (Yeah) Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away) I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin') Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no) Just be honest, girl, what you want from me? (What you want?) This ain't nothin' new, keep it so one hundred (keep it so one hundred) I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me (get one up) I go by Gawd Tiller, you better run from me (don't mean nothin') Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money (love money) Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me (what you want?) I'm high on life, that's what it does for me My numbers goin' up, I feel a buzz comin' (one up) Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you ('cause I'm on, nigga) And we like, bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers (yeah) Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away) I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin') Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no) This the shit I don't condone in Cheatin' on your man, but you can get it if you want it Lookin' for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit Nigga takin' shots, send 'em back, check the postage, yeah Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up? This the motherfuckin' 502 come up And every time I'm back in the city Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up ('cause I'm on, nigga) Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you ('cause I'm on, nigga) And we like, bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers (yeah) Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away) I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin') Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no) Every nigga did you wrong, except for me I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me Say you lovesick, girl, I got the remedy I'll give you long dick and longevity Don't settle for less, or for infidelity Niggas ain't built like me He can't bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me Or even keep the business behind his lips like me I got a, hundred fuckin' problems Good brain, am I fuckin' with a scholar? Woodgrain, I'ma grip it when I whip it If I take a shot and brick it, I'ma flip it Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it Gotta make sure my brothers is eating, I'ma split it If she throw that pussy at me I'ma hit it Pen Griffey, but she won't get a penny, no (Boy, if you don't get-) Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you (bring 'em all with you) And we like, bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers (yeah) Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away) I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin') Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no) Hey Goddamn I'm winnin' Hey We don't like gold diggers Goddamn I'm winnin', I'm winnin' Goddamn I'm winnin' Oh, no!
Writer(s): Timothy Mosley, Bryson Tiller, Jetmir Salii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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