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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Belly
Belly
Interprète
Richard Muñoz
Richard Muñoz
Claviers
Faris Al-Majed
Faris Al-Majed
Claviers
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Richard Muñoz
Richard Muñoz
Composition
Faris Al-Majed
Faris Al-Majed
Composition
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Composition
Cirkut
Cirkut
Composition
Ahmad Balshe
Ahmad Balshe
Composition
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The ANMLS
The ANMLS
Production
NAV
NAV
Production
Faris Al-Majed
Faris Al-Majed
Ingénierie
Shin Kamiyama
Shin Kamiyama
Ingénierie
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Henry Russell Walter
Henry Russell Walter
Co‑production

Paroles

I will never be what you need But I got what you want You just wanna spend my cash and smoke my weed I got what you want You've been up for days, can't get no sleep I got what you want See the sauce drippin' off from the heart that's on my sleeve I got what you want Oh yeah I got what you want See it in your eyes, you just tryna get on I know what she wants She got more issues than a magazine I had a girl named Mercedes Used to love it when she bends When she make me mad, I leave her ass on read I never let these girls get to my head I'm too busy countin' all of this bread (oh, yeah) What can they say to me? 'Cause if I left then they wait for me (then they wait) What can they say to me? (What can they say?) I keep it G and she knows it I will never be what you need But I got what you want You just wanna spend my cash and smoke my weed I got what you want You've been up for days, can't get no sleep I got what you want See the sauce drippin' off from the heart that's on my sleeve I got what you want Pin drop, pin drop Ten o' clock, ten o' clock Hit the inbox, I'll be in the box But she so bad, got me all emotional Said she want to ball, she get the hard work (get the hard work) Oh yeah she super dope (super dope) Still high (still high) I can't even tell you what this feels like (feels like) Oh, oh, realize (real life) Wake up every morning and I feel high I got a bitch in the projects Yeah, she faithful and honest Never went to college, she got collagen in her body You don't need that type of knowledge when you pretty and polished She don't even drive a car But she been wracking up mileage (yeah) I got everything, lows, highs, she worth anything Told her, "Hold tight, go light with them heavy things" I'm not what you need, I can't front Back up, baby, I got what you want (what you want!) Yeah I will never be what you need But I got what you want You just wanna spend my cash and smoke my weed I got what you want You've been up for days, can't get no sleep I got what you want See the sauce drippin' off from the heart that's on my sleeve I got what you want I got what you want I got what you want I got what you want I got what you want
Writer(s): Henry Russell Walter, Abel Tesfaye, Ahmad Balshe, Richard Jonnas Munoz, Navraj Goraya, Faris Taleb Al-majed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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