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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Chant
Future
Future
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Paroles/Composition
Gorelov Lev Aleksandorovich
Gorelov Lev Aleksandorovich
Paroles/Composition
Jeuan Kiel Tabarrejo
Jeuan Kiel Tabarrejo
Paroles/Composition
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Paroles/Composition
Darius Gerome Henry
Darius Gerome Henry
Paroles/Composition
Robert Mandell
Robert Mandell
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
G-1
G-1
Production
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Production
G Koop
G Koop
Production
DaBoyDame
DaBoyDame
Production
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Production déléguée
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Production déléguée
Leo Goff
Leo Goff
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Chosen 1
Chosen 1
Production
Julian Suleiman
Julian Suleiman
Ingénierie de prise de son
Khaya Gilika
Khaya Gilika
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

[Intro]
(G, I think we got one)
[Intro]
Only love I ever felt was from my mama (On my mama)
Miss my grandma, miss my uncle
Rest in peace Neff and Reach
[Intro]
Cash out, thick bitch from the Westside
Cash, dawg, no, this is not a S-Class
Maybach, I've been turnin' up for my city
I've been turnin' up for my city
[Verse 1]
Richie Rich, fuck her, then I leave, bitch, ain't no, gimme kiss
All or nothin', freak bitch call me Dugg and I don't call her number
She finessin', "Bae, I need a dime"
"Bae, I need a", yeah, leave a message
Dawg, you known for doggin' hoes
Bae, I can't fuck all them hoes
Take her shoppin', she be fly
Hermes, Chanel and Prada
Gucci coat, matchin' my mama
'21 brand new, no mileage
Fuck me before I start wildin'
[Chorus]
Calm me down, sixes, brown
Tickin' bomb
Sippin' Dom Pérignon
Bitches fine, glizzy nine
Play and get shot
I'm still missin' my pops
When is you gettin' out?
I've been turnin' up for my city (Turn me up)
I've been turnin' up for my city
[Verse 2]
Tell Dess make me some noodles
Turn my young bitch into a shooter
Damn, I miss OG double
Taught me how to pimp and hustle
I go and hit a lick, you can go and ask Bubba, uh
Big blocks, totin' real choppas
Whole 'lotta shooters, you don't want no problems
R-I-P Junebug, taught me in the broad day
Tryna pay this lawyer for my lil' ones, it's gon' be a cold case
Magic City, I'm the owner
Tell Steve Harvey, I don't want her
One thing I never seen was a bitch to leave
Every time I crank the car, I don't use a key
Push start, foreign whip
Two glizzys, extended clips
I don't go a day bein' sober
Pour a lot of dope in my soda
Magic City, I'm the owner
Tell Steve Harvey, I don't want her
[Chorus]
Sixes, brown
Tickin' bomb
Sippin' Don Perignon
[Verse 3]
Big ridin', really I'ma don
Made these bitches wait in line
I done came out the muddy
I done put the most white diamonds on the blackest hoes
[Bridge]
I'm just turnin' up for my city (Turn me up)
I'm just turnin' up for my city
I'm just turnin' up for my city (Turn me up)
I've been turnin' up for my city
[Outro]
Grandma, daddy, mama, sister
I've been through so much lately
Run it up, then stash it
Damn near two million on the mansion
CMG, that's who I'm signed to
But I like my pockets full
I got my game from the streets, I barely went to school
I know now, Dugg, slow down
Shot four times
I don't really like to squash
On my daddy, on my mama
I don't really like to squash
Written by: Darius Henry, Dion Hayes, Gorelov Lev Aleksandorovich, Jeuan Kiel Tabarrejo, Nayvadius Demun Wilburn
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