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INTERPRÉTATION
Post Malone
Post Malone
Chant
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Programmation
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Programmation
Brent Paschke
Brent Paschke
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Paroles/Composition
Austin Post
Austin Post
Paroles/Composition
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Paroles/Composition
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Paroles/Composition
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Production
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Ingénierie de prise de son
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Ingénierie de prise de son
Dave Rowland
Dave Rowland
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
David Kim
David Kim
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Jeff Jackson
Jeff Jackson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh When I took a ride in the dead of night Told myself that everything was okay Try to understand how you standin' over me Girl, it's drivin' me crazy Yeah, it's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night The only heat, it come from the ashtray I might as well get high as hell and just keep actin' like Everything doesn't phase me Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh It's freezin' fuckin' cold in the dead of night And I'ma drop the top with no Rogaine (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) And now might sound irrelevant but I prefer to stack my chips When everything fallin' (backwoods) And I ain't religious but I look into the sky And pray to anyone holy I been drinkin' way too much and man I got the blues Because my baby don't hold me Yeah, take me all the way to the top, baby Don't even if I tell you to stop, baby Take me all the way to the sky, baby, baby I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna go up there And I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there Must be better than the hell on the ground
Writer(s): Pharrell L. Williams, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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