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Swaghollywood - Ugly
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INTERPRÉTATION
Little Caesar
Little Caesar
Interprète
Ron Young
Ron Young
Chant
Fidel Paniagua
Fidel Paniagua
Chœurs
Tom Morris
Tom Morris
Batterie
Loren Molinare
Loren Molinare
Guitare électrique
Earl Slick
Earl Slick
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ron Young
Ron Young
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Little Caesar
Little Caesar
Production
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Production
Ron Saint Germain
Ron Saint Germain
Ingénierie de mixage
John Jackson
John Jackson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Kloser
Mike Kloser
Ingénierie
Jeff Hendrickson
Jeff Hendrickson
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Dave got a Maserati, Eddie, he got two And they got them pumped-up sneakers too, oh, yeah They're throwin' money out just like you never seen Still livin' way beneath their means, oh, yeah Too many Joneses, say you can't keep up with me Can't keep up with me But what I'm lackin' it don't mean a thing to me Don't mean a thing to me, and I Ain't got it, and I don't mind Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I got you, yeah Ain't got it, and I don't mind Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I got you Ain't got no Soloflex, I ain't got no mobile phone And there's very little that I own, oh, yeah Ain't got no bank account to match them other boys Ain't got no real expensive toys, no, no But they've forgotten, I got just them things I need Got everything I need Ain't got no price tag, you mean more than that to me Mean more than that to me, and I Ain't got it, and I don't mind Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I got you, yeah Ain't got it, and I don't mind Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I got, baby, I got You can keep your diamonds and all your fancy yachts They don't compare to what I got, no, no Love don't cost a penny, got everything I need 'Cause she's in love with me, ooh-whoo! She called me yesterday, she said she's needin' more A girl can't live on love alone, no, no She wants a diamond ring, a carat, maybe more And then she'd love me to the core, I'm sure She said she's leavin' Once she found that well was dry, bone dry But I ain't grievin', least I got to taste the pie I got to taste the pie, and I Ain't got it, and I don't mind Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I had you, yeah Ain't got it, and I don't mind Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I had you Ain't got it, and I don't mind, no Ain't got it, and I don't mind 'Cause, baby, I had, baby, I had Baby, I had you I had you, well, I had you I had you, and now we're through I had you, I had you I had you, whoa-oh Oh-oh, o, now we're through Oh, say goodbye! Oh, you were so fine For such a short time Oh, you still tasty, ow!
Writer(s): Earl Slick, Ron Young, L. Molinare, Tom Morris, F. Paniagua Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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