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INTERPRÉTATION
Teairra Marí
Teairra Marí
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Teairra Thomas
Teairra Thomas
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sean Garrett
Sean Garrett
Production
W. Thomas
W. Thomas
Co‑production
T Simons
T Simons
Co‑production
Morgan Garcia
Morgan Garcia
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tony Terabone
Tony Terabone
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Ingénierie de mixage
Rob Skipworth
Rob Skipworth
Ingénierie de mixage
John Holmes
John Holmes
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

I ain't have no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya I ain't have no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya Been through so much in my life Seen things in my life That I never thought I'd make it through Had a few close calls in my life That could have ended my life But I'm here looking at you Never thought that I'd be here I'm the type that don't give a damn about rules I was forced to survive on the streets Make my own way to eat Gotta do what I gotta do (Best believe) I know plenty of girls like me That done been through hell just like me Keep what your mama teach ya Don't let cheat or deceit defeat ya (Girlfriend) And all my kickass girls like me That ain't ever afraid to speak Next time that they try to treat ya Like you a freak cuz you street and look good Tell them I had no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya I had no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya No I don't strip in the club Nor trick in the club But I got friends that do So my girls that's getting the dough The best way they know Don't hate girl I got you Even though it ain't me (I understand) That its real in these streets (I understand) When it comes to that rent, that whip That check, ain't nobody gonna protect your neck like you I know plenty of girls like me That done been through hell just like me Keep what your mama teach ya Don't let cheat or deceit defeat ya (Girlfriend) And all my kickass girls like me That ain't ever afraid to speak Next time that they try to treat ya Like you a freak cuz you street and look good Tell them I had no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya I had no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya All, all my girls from a broken home When you're feeling all alone And you feel you can't go on (call me) All, all my girls from a broken home When you're feeling all alone And you feel you can't go on (call me) I know plenty of girls like me That done been through hell just like me Keep what your mama teach ya Don't let cheat or deceit defeat ya (Girlfriend) And all my kickass girls like me That ain't ever afraid to speak Next time that they try to treat ya Like you a freak cuz you street and look good Tell them I had no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya I had no daddy around when I was growing up (huh) That's why I'm wild and I don't give a (huh) Ya'll think cuz these jeans fit, I would give it up Don't let my cute face fool ya
Writer(s): Sean Garrett, Winston Thomas, Thomas Earl Simons Jr., Teiarra Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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