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Blueface - Respect My Cryppin' ft. Snoop Dogg
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INTERPRÉTATION
Blueface
Blueface
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Johnathan Porter
Johnathan Porter
Paroles/Composition
Hamish Muir
Hamish Muir
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Laudiano
Laudiano
Production

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Laudiano Yeah aight, look Stop playin' with me You gon' respect the crippin' Give a fuck if he like it, but he gon' respect this crippin' (Scoop) Yeah, aight, it's all fun and games 'til a nigga trippin' Mop the floor, hide the wet sign just to catch him slippin' Pull up, bounce out with a briefcase, it's time to handle business Give a fuck if he like it, but he gon' respect this crippin' (Scoop) Yeah alright, it's all fun and games 'til a nigga trippin' Mop the floor, hide the wet sign just to catch him slippin' Pull up, bounce out with a briefcase, it's time to handle business Janky baby, I just look like this, fuck a nigga mean? (Janky) Play with my respect Leave him wetter than a dream (Wetter than a dream) I'll die for this shit baby, I'm a different breed (Yeah aight) I never let the beef get cold, nigga, where's the meat? (Where's the meat?) I'm a alpha male, ain't no bitch in me (All alpha) Grown ass man, feed my family (Feed my family) Any nigga get in my way, I'ma feed him a Pedigree I hold my own baby, never needed a nigga to stand next to me Everybody a hot nigga 'til 12 pull up, get cold feet (Cold feet) Stay by myself, ain't gotta worry 'bout a nigga tellin' (Nope) Stay by myself, ain't gotta worry 'bout a nigga jealous (Nope) I don't even like workin' with niggas baby, 'cause I'm hella selfish Big chains, pieces on pieces (Pieces) That boy got on a necklace, yeah aight Nigga talkin' out his neck 'til I leave his ass neckless (Neckless) It get tricky, fuck it, nigga finna get reckless, on the gang Give a fuck if he like it, but he gon' respect this crippin' (Scoop) Yeah aight, it's all fun and games 'til a nigga trippin' Mop the floor, hide the wet sign just to catch him slippin' Pull up, bounce out with a briefcase, it's time to handle business Give a fuck if he like it, but he gon' respect this crippin' (Scoop) Yeah aight, it's all fun and games 'til a nigga trippin' Mop the floor, hide the wet sign just to catch him slippin' Pull up, bounce out with a briefcase, it's time to handle business
Writer(s): Cash Jones, Johnathan Porter, Hamish Muir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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