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INTERPRÉTATION
Tank
Tank
Chant
B.A.M.
B.A.M.
Programmation
Johnny Stokes
Johnny Stokes
Programmation
Rich Homie Quan
Rich Homie Quan
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brandon Hodge
Brandon Hodge
Paroles/Composition
Johnny Stokes
Johnny Stokes
Paroles/Composition
Dequantes Lamar
Dequantes Lamar
Paroles/Composition
Durrell Babbs
Durrell Babbs
Paroles/Composition
Johnnie Newt
Johnnie Newt
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ruben Rivera
Ruben Rivera
Ingénierie de prise de son
B.A.M.
B.A.M.
Production
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Johnny Stokes
Johnny Stokes
Co‑production

Paroles

Duffle bags and all me money Duffle bags and all me money She a boss motherfucker and she know it (She know it) She a boss motherfucker and she know it (Knooow) I let her get to the top (top) I let her fuck up the streets (streets) I let her flip up the work (say what) I let her get it all week (ooh) I let he pull up her dress (oo) I let her show me that ass (that ass) I let her twerk in the seats (seats) I let em sit on the glass (glass) I let her put it in drive (skrr) I let her work with the stick (stick) I let her to tricks with the ride (ride) Look how she work with the stick (hey) I let her open her mouth (open it) I let her put suttum in I let her do what she want (what) And I let her do it again (heyy) Yh she a pretty lil thing, but a real go getter The kind that won't say you can do dirt with her She wanted a boss, it don't get no bigger Beat it up till the morning, she ain't a quitter She wit the shit (She wit the shit) She wit the shit (She wit the shit) She wit the shit now Anything I say, I have that thing my way She wit the shit (She wit the shit) She wit the shit She wit the shit now Told me that it's mine, she turn it in on time She wit the Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) She ain't fucking wit no lames She wit the Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) And I don't play no games She wit the She wit the shit talking diarrhea We go through shit I stay lying to her She think I'm real like I'm mountain dew That pussy squirt on me like fountains do I'm in Miami in fountain bleu Taxes paid out when the count is due I don't care nothing bout what you say I don't care nothing bout what you do Me and Tank in the tank I'm a soldier I'll shoot you (Shoot you) Martyr millions in the bank, mid Tank got sum to do He said Quan be patient I told him I wanted to be in movies He said walk around like shit stank But stay humble and prove Yo point to everybody She wit the shit, she wit the shit She want the dick, she want the dick So I gave it to her Whipped it up yh I slaved it to her Tank sing it to em (Heyyy) She wit the shit (She wit the shit) She wit the shit (She wit the shit) She wit the shit now Anything I say, I have that thing my way She wit the shit (She wit the shit) She wit the shit She wit the shit now Told me that it's mine, she turn it in on time She wit the Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) She ain't fucking wit no lames She wit the Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) Shit (all day, all day, all day) And I don't play no games She wit the Shit
Writer(s): Johnnie V. Newt, Durrell Babbs, Brandon Alexander Hodge, Dequantes Devontay Lamar, John James Stokes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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