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INTERPRÉTATION
Hope Tala
Hope Tala
Chant
Isaac Mailach
Isaac Mailach
Violoncelle
Yasmeen Al-Mazeedi
Yasmeen Al-Mazeedi
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Hope Natasha McDonald
Hope Natasha McDonald
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
David Baca
David Baca
Production
Brandon Garcia
Brandon Garcia
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I lick their hands clean of bark and bite So they can sleep deep at night Ah, all my girls like to fight I wish I could throw the first punch But purity curbs my tongue Ah, oh, and I'm not gonna be the one to try You like to make me suffer Thought we loved one another Ghosts of all your old lovers around Be quiet, don't make a sound 'Cause all your girls like to fight I like to make you suffer Thought we loved one another Ghosts of all my old lovers around Be quiet, don't make a sound 'Cause all my girls like to fight Fight, fight, fight, fight All my girls like to fight One with the baseball bat in the pen Two with the sword, stick, strike and defend Three with the kick-spin, make her the kingpin Closes her eyes when she's counting to ten Four with the bullseye shot Five with the flare when the target's hot (Mmm, mmm) Six with the stake pushed straight through your heart Seven's a tough one, selfish and smart Eight with the reflex fast, it's a defect Looks in your eyes when she strikes, it's an art Nine with the arrow and the bow Ten with the Glock, stashed away on the low (Mmm, mmm) You like to make me suffer Thought we loved one another Ghosts of all your old lovers around Be quiet, don't make a sound 'Cause all your girls like to fight I like to make you suffer Thought we loved one another Ghosts of all my old lovers around Be quiet, don't make a sound 'Cause all my girls like to fight Fight, fight, fight, fight All my girls like to fight Fight, fight, fight, fight All my girls like to fight (Mmm) Throw the first punch Now that we're done Better put on your gun Put your fists up or run (ah) (Mmm, mmm) (Mmm) Throw the first punch Now that we're done Better put on your gun Put your fists up or run (ah) (Mmm, mmm)
Writer(s): Brandon Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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