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INTERPRÉTATION
John Legend
John Legend
Chant
Chance the Rapper
Chance the Rapper
Chant
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Guitare
Pino Palladino
Pino Palladino
Basse
Wendy Melvoin
Wendy Melvoin
Basse
Zac Rae
Zac Rae
Piano
Rob Moose
Rob Moose
Instrument à cordes
Larry Goldings
Larry Goldings
Orgue Hammond
Jess Wolfe
Jess Wolfe
Chœurs
Holly Laessig
Holly Laessig
Chœurs
Chris Dave
Chris Dave
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Paroles/Composition
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Paroles/Composition
Chancelor J. Bennett
Chancelor J. Bennett
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Legend
John Legend
Production déléguée
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Production
Shawn Everett
Shawn Everett
Ingénierie de mixage
Joseph Lorge
Joseph Lorge
Assistance d’ingénierie
David Davis
David Davis
Assistance d’ingénierie
Andrew Masters
Andrew Masters
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brendan Dekora
Brendan Dekora
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tyler Shields
Tyler Shields
Assistance d’ingénierie
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

All this trouble in this here town All this shit going down When will they focus on this Streets ride up with the TV crews Look ma, we on the news But they didn't notice before this They float above the city lights Forget the truth, inhale the lies Just enjoy the show They see us reaching for the sky Just in order to survive Maybe we should go Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Let's ride the elevator, they can't keep us out no more Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Penthouse floor All that bubbly, all that wine, oh man, look at the times Didn't they notice, notice Only future I can see, ain't what it used to be And I didn't know this, I didn't know this Once you're above the city lights, won't want to spend another night Down there on your own The holding on is made for us, the altitude is dangerous But we ain't going home Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Let's ride the elevator, it's what we've been waiting for Can't keep us out no more (let's go, let's go, let's go) Penthouse floor I heard this old joke once, it was like, uh Knock-knock, who there? It's us, us who? Just us, who this? Just playin', just me New phone, new hair, new era I'm in the penthouse, baby Handpicked from bad apples and bad eggs Held back, I had to grab crab legs And then there were only but a few Conversations held with patience, what a party, what a view What a dress, what a song, what a beautiful time My folks downstairs, still waiting in line They never been in these rooms, never stayed with these folks Never laughed at the news, never hated these jokes So as I fly in my suit, in a group, undercover Forcing a new smile, he tells me another He said, "What happened to the boy that climbed up the trunk?" Then he pushed me off the top and said, "Jump, nigga, jump!" Ooh, don't bring me down, I need a room in the clouds I wanna get there babe, I wanna elevate Ooh, my favorite mix, a little ignorance and bliss In the penthouse babe, go to the penthouse Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Let's ride the elevator, it's what we've been waiting for We'll tear down those penthouse doors (let's go, let's go, let's go) Those penthouse doors We'll tear down the penthouse doors (let's go, let's go, let's go) Baby, I'm in the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Baby, let's ride the elevator 'til we can rise some more Go to the penthouse floor (let's go, let's go, let's go) Penthouse floor
Writer(s): John Roger Stephens, Blake Mills, Chancelor Jonathan Bennett, Gregory Allen Kurstin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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