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Summer Walker
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Summer Walker
Paroles/Composition
William Leonard Roberts II
Paroles/Composition
Harmony Samuels
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Rhyon Brown
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Brian Alexander Morgan
Paroles/Composition
Jaco Pastorius
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Co‑production
Harmony Samuels
Production
Fabian Marasciullo
Ingénierie de mixage
Thomas McLaren
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Anthony Bermudez
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Summer reign
Let's let the top down
H Money
Convertible music
All I ask is that you hold it down for me
'Cause you told me you would be my everything
If it's love, then baby, put it on me (I got it, uh)
We could hustle this together, you and me
'Cause I told you I could be your everything (Yes)
If it's love, then baby, put it on me, yeah, yeah
Double M the logo, let the hustle take its course (Maybach Music)
I let you fuck me once, you wanna make me yours
Gucci shopping bags, I stuff 'em in the 4 by 4's
Stop at Louis, post a picture, kill 'em, no remorse
Killer license, light a candle, come and fuck the boy (Boy)
Whisper nothings in my ear you know that I'll enjoy (Ah)
What you talkin' not a problem 'cause I handle yours
Fifty stacks a pocket really just for amateurs (Haha)
Lickin' on your neck, might wake up pissing in a cup (Uh)
Threw Bel-Air bottles on ice just for me to bust (Yes)
When you do it like I do, I make you fall in love
Never slippin' but the difference is the all above
All I ask is that you hold it down for me
'Cause you told me you would be my everything
If it's love, then baby, put it on me
We could hustle this together, you and me
'Cause I told you I could be your everything
If it's love, then baby, put it on me, yeah (Uh)
Kissing on you might create some freaky scenes
Playing in your weave before I spark my weed
Fuck you on the beach, then order UberEats
Come to this crib in Lamborghini trucks, then lose my keys
New head, ooh, she do it big, the stack just for the wig
Tinted windows on the whip, Richard on her wrist
Look at how I live, this young nigga rich (Huh)
A car wash every day, that dirty money bliss
Cocaine residue all on my Fendi shoes
Wanna see you shine, that's if we win or lose
Told her she can pick my casket and my favorite suit (Yeah)
I pray we only lasted if we kept it true (True)
Move you to Miami, that's how gangsters play (Boss)
Ass filling out her Fashion Nova every day
Time is money, and it's been a minute now
She a centerfold, every night I pin it down
All I ask is that you hold it down for me (Hold it down)
'Cause you told me you would be my everything (Hold it down)
If it's love, then baby, put it on me (Put it on me, baby, yeah)
We could hustle this together, you and me (Oh, yeah)
'Cause I told you I could be your everything
If it's love, then baby, put it on me (Baby)
All I ask is that you hold it down for me
'Cause I told you I would be your everything
If it's love, then baby, put it on me, baby
We could hustle this together, you and me
'Cause I told you I would be your everything
If it's love, then baby, put it on me
Writer(s): Brian Alexander Morgan, William Leonard Roberts, Jaco Pastorius, Harmony David Samuels, Edgar M. Etienne, Rhyon Nicole Brown, Summer Marjani Walker
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