Titres les plus populaires de Ty Dolla $ign
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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Ty Dolla $ign
Voix principales
Bongo ByTheWay
Programmation
Christian Ward
Programmation
James Royo
Programmation
YG
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Christian Ward
Paroles/Composition
Christopher Wallace
Paroles/Composition
Dewayne Rogers
Paroles/Composition
Donell Jones
Paroles/Composition
Floyd Bentley III
Paroles/Composition
Keenon Jackson
Paroles/Composition
Kyle West
Paroles/Composition
Daron Jones
Paroles/Composition
Michael Keith
Paroles/Composition
Quinnes Parker
Paroles/Composition
Sean Combs
Paroles/Composition
Steven Jordan
Paroles/Composition
Christopher Dotson
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Marvin "Slim" Scandrick
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Tyrone Griffin Jr
Paroles/Composition
Uforo Ebong
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ty Dolla $ign
Production
Bongo ByTheWay
Production
Christian Ward
Production
Todd Norman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Manny Park
Assistance d’ingénierie
Matthew Sim
Assistance d’ingénierie
Sauce Miyagi
Ingénierie de prise de son
James Royo
Ingénierie de mixage
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jean-Marie Horvat
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Paroles
(Hm, 4Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah
You know what I'm saying? Yeah
Ty (so)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her, I ain't coming home (home), tonight
(Bongo By The Way) hey!
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb')
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I done linked up with my old thing
Right time, but the wrong place
Yeah
Riding 'round with it on me (oh)
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly, "12 Play" with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby, I know (know), I'm just misunderstood
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her, I ain't coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chic (yeah, main)
I told her, I ain't coming home tonight (home)
(Uh-oh) how you living, nigga, how you living? (Skrrt)
I'm on jet ski's with naked bitches
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
That's how, you know, when it's all bad (all bad)
She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
But she imagine in her head I'm doing all that
I tell her I'm not, she like, "YG, you a thot"
I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I'm just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
A hundred times, told her, I was gon' stop
But it's kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
Yeah, yeah
It's kind of hard, when you're making your watch
Make all them nines and tens flop
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home)
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chic (main)
I told her I ain't coming home tonight (home)
Writer(s): Sean Combs, Christopher Wallace, Kyle West, Daron Jones, Michael Keith, Quinnes Parker, Marvin Scandrick, Christian Ward, Floyd Bentley, Dj Rogers Jr., Keenon Jackson, Tyrone William Griffin Jr, Steven A Jordan, Jeff Gitelman, Donnell Jones, Uforo Imeh Ebong
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