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INTERPRÉTATION
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Bas
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ron Gilmore
Ron Gilmore
Paroles/Composition
J. Cole
J. Cole
Paroles/Composition
Abbas Hamad
Abbas Hamad
Paroles/Composition
Oladotun Oyebadejo
Oladotun Oyebadejo
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kurzweil
Kurzweil
Production
Ron Gilmore
Ron Gilmore
Production complémentaire
J. Cole
J. Cole
Production complémentaire
Aria Angel Ali
Aria Angel Ali
Ingénierie de mixage
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
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Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
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Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
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Paroles

Riding 'round the town ducking my old bitches, old Riding 'round the town ducking my old bitches You ain't hold me down 'til a nigga came up Why you want me now? What's the focus? Wait, I know You was pressing dial and my name came up (right) I've been off it and I've been gone for weeks, still smell the set up Put her on repeat, can't put no pussy on a pedestal I be home all week, so for a week she in stilettos Call me when you need, only when you- ooh I've been off it and I've been gone for weeks, still smell the set up Put her on repeat, can't put no pussy on a pedestal I be home all week, so for a week she in stilettos Call me when you need, only when you- Oh you heading out of town with your bestfriend I ain't front desk bitch you ain't gotta check in, hey (yeah, yeah) What do you call that? I knew you'd come back (come back) I knew you'd come back (back) I knew you'd come back, back What do you call that? I knew you'd come back (come back) I knew you'd come back (back) I knew you'd come back I'm going OT for the week Double OT for the weekend Got me a freak and she geeking She talk a lot when she peaking Speaking 'bout life, drama and her current affairs Let's bury it there I got enough problems, got no worries or care, spare you an ear And she think that's me on the internet She don't know me that's the internet She just get high off my intellect I just get high tell her "give me neck" My mind on this check (you know what I'm saying) My mind on this check (just know I ain't playing) My mind on this check (this money of mine) My mind on this check (that's all on my mind) Oh you headed out of town with your bestfriend I ain't front desk bitch you ain't gotta check in, hey (yeah, yeah) What do you call that? I knew you'd come back (come back) I knew you'd come back (back) I knew you'd come back, back What do you call that? I knew you'd come back (come back) I knew you'd come back (back) I knew you'd come back Lust persists, why pretend? I can't tell no lie, bitch I'm too poppin' now Empty bottles, empty promises I can't tell no lie, bitch I'm too poppin' now
Writer(s): Jermaine L. Cole, Ronald Eugene Gilmore, Jay Kurzweil, Abbas Hamad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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