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INTERPRÉTATION
Russ
Russ
Chant
BIA
BIA
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bianca Landrau
Bianca Landrau
Paroles/Composition
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Paroles/Composition
Craig Love
Craig Love
Paroles/Composition
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Paroles/Composition
Lawrence Edwards
Lawrence Edwards
Paroles/Composition
Jamal Deandre Glaze
Jamal Deandre Glaze
Paroles/Composition
Donnell Prince
Donnell Prince
Paroles/Composition
Jake Paul
Jake Paul
Paroles/Composition
LA MARQUIS JEFFERSON
LA MARQUIS JEFFERSON
Paroles/Composition
Russell Vitale
Russell Vitale
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Russ
Russ
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Production

Paroles

Like the way she work, ayy She always puts me first, yeah And I know I've been around But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I got drip on the floor, and it's gettin' nasty He ain't keepin' his hands up off my ass cheeks I got somethin' to give him and if he asks me I'm not fillin' up, baby, I let him gas me Her ass fatter than fat and she got good throat Sit that cat on my lap, I give it good strokes I might have to fly her out to Mykonos Or maybe to Japan, so I can hit her like I'm Ichiro She knows what the fuck is up, I don't gotta dumb it down Tatted like Rihanna, pussy singing like it's "Run The Town" I love her, she's a freak I promise if I could, I'd fuck her seven days a week Face from the Middle East, ass from the West Indies Suckin' the soul up out of my body, rest in peace Head got me wobblin' She know I got cameras, she say, "We should vlog it" I know she got stamina, she say, "Start joggin", yeah Like the way she work, ayy She always puts me first, yeah And I know I've been around But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I got drip on the floor, and it's gettin' nasty He ain't keepin' his hands up off my ass cheeks I got somethin' to give him and if he asks me (uh) I'm not fillin' up, baby, I let him gas me (uh) Light me up, light me up I done seen the whole world and ain't no one near hot as us Bankrolls, dank roll, they ain't really as loud as us I be hopin' that it's love, but it really just be the lust Anything for a rush now, it's Van Nuys on the touchdown It's a cold world, get a bust down How you get my mind before my body and my trust now? He say life is too short, and he think that we should fuck now I think I'm finna break him, it's gon' be quick He know I ride that dick 'til I get seasick Wavy lil' bitch to talk that east shit Nasty but don't put nothin' past me Now I got the pussy and the power if you ask me Like the way she work, ayy She always puts me first, yeah And I know I've been around But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, I got drip on the floor, and it's gettin' nasty He ain't keepin' his hands up off my ass cheeks I got somethin' to give him and if he asks me I'm not fillin' up, baby, I let him gas me
Writer(s): Craig D. Love, Lamarquis Jefferson, Jonathan H. Smith, Jahaan Sweet, Lawrence Edwards, Jamal Glaze, Donnell Prince, Bianca Landrau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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