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INTERPRÉTATION
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Chant
Steve Lacy
Steve Lacy
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Production
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Ingénierie de prise de son
Derek Jenner
Derek Jenner
Assistance d’ingénierie
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Ingénierie de mixage
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Josh Sellers
Josh Sellers
Assistance d’ingénierie

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Da na na na na, da na na na na Da na na na na, my baby You've been on my mind (how ya feel?) I'm losing my mind because I hope that we can be more than just friends Fireworks, I feel like glitter And every time you come around, I feel like glitter You're the one that I needed in my life (how ya feel?) You're the one that I needed in my life Ayo, mirror mirror on the wall, who the brightest of them all? I never been the darkest one cause my self esteem is tall So I never seen eye-to-eye with y'all niggas, ayo Uno peso, never paid attention to what niggas gotta say-o So I keep that buck, I ain't give no fuck They ain't build me up so I block 'em like Lego Feelin' glitter, feelin' good and great Got the burner, got the heat like wait Got the shit, its all up on that hip I use it on myself on the day you dip Got that four, five, seven, track eight for me Babydoll, I hope you agree Because you light my- Firework, I feel like glitter And every time you come around, I feel like glitter (how you feel?) You're the one that I needed in my life (what ya say?) You're the one that I needed in my life 'Cause I love having you around (I love) 'Cause I love having you around Yeah, look at my face, look at that joy This is one sided, yeah, I can't lie We ain't gon' workout, we a fat boy, yeah, sumo, got it, memo Pale skin see-through, must be a window 'Cause you ain't an L, could be a DJ When I see you my heart beat changes tempo Yeah, simple, that's what I want but I can't That's who you are but I ain't (how ya feel?) We can track 10 skiptrace, I'm caught in your quicksand, wait Please don't save me Ooh (Please don't save me) How ya feel? (Yeah) (Rose tinted cheeks) How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? (Scum Fuck Flower Boy) How ya feel? (Scum Fuck Flower Boy) How ya feel? (Scum Fuck Flower Boy) How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? We didn't get your message, either because you were not speaking Or because of a bad connection Fuck
Writer(s): Tyler Okonma Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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