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INTERPRÉTATION
Tyga
Tyga
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YG
YG
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Blxst
Blxst
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Burdette
Matthew Burdette
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Bruce Washington
Bruce Washington
Paroles/Composition
Larry Blackmon
Larry Blackmon
Paroles/Composition
Nathaniel Hale
Nathaniel Hale
Paroles/Composition
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Paroles/Composition
Tomi Jenkins
Tomi Jenkins
Paroles/Composition
Yafeu Fula
Yafeu Fula
Paroles/Composition
Ernest Black
Ernest Black
Paroles/Composition
Thomas Michael
Thomas Michael
Paroles/Composition
Johnny Lee Jackson Jr
Johnny Lee Jackson Jr
Paroles/Composition
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Paroles/Composition
TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mike Crook
Mike Crook
Production
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Dillon Brophy
Dillon Brophy
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Ingénierie de prise de son
Samantha Henry
Samantha Henry
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ryan Ogren
Ryan Ogren
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Ayy, it's a party on the weekend Got a lil' shawty, we creepin' Throw somethin' in my cup (my cup) But I still can't show no love I got hoes for every season Shawty wanna play, she leavin' Don't try to say, "What's up?" (what's up?) When you see a nigga in the club, yeah You're probably shady as the last trick (yeah) But I ain't trippin' on this bitch 'Cause I know your type, girl, you on some clout shit (straight up) I can't complain 'cause I have fun (yeah) It's just my luck, when I get a girl, always want another one New coupes, drop-tops, that's how we livin' (ooh) Chrome Hearts, diamond cross for my religion (yeah) You could be rollin' with a thug (thug) Instead, you on the IG lookin' for a nigga who gon' show you love I see you watchin', know you want it When shawty climb on top, throw that ass on me Show me how you get up on it (for sure) I'm still faded from last night (yeah) I know you 'bout it, slim-thick body on you But you keep it tight (you keep it tight) You leavin' with me, or baby, you fakin'? All this envy enough, they see the money I'm makin' Is it true what they tellin' me? (What they say?) Every hoe in LA want a nigga who can rap, dress like me (facts) Don't call back 'cause I'm cool with it (cool with it) Hit once, then I'm done, have fun, I need a new feelin' (new feelin') Still love that lil' thing you do (yeah) When it's late, you can slide through (slide) Bring a friend too, ayy, yeah (yeah) Ayy, it's a party on the weekend Got a lil' shawty, we creepin' Throw somethin' in my cup (my cup) But I still can't show no love I got hoes for every season Shawty wanna play, she leavin' Don't try to say, "What's up?" (what's up?) When you see a nigga in the club, yeah (fuck it) Ass up, face down (down) That pussy bussin', Greyhound ('hound) Don't play with it, it's not a playground ('ground) Got that Meagan Good, make me stay brown (brown) Shawty know I'm wifed up (wifed up) But still tryna fuck, she be tryna fuck my life up (life up) Shawty know I'm piped up (piped up) Summertime, this shit don't milk, but I'm iced up (iced up) Once upon a time, she fucked plenty dudes Like once upon a time, I was a Henny dude But now, the tequila shots get me in the mood So if you tryna hit the room, baby, give me two (two) Get ratchet, stop actin' I heard you was known for gettin' it crackin' (get ratchet) She took clothes off and started laughin' (get ratchet) After that was all action You can have your way (your way), just don't play When I wanna fuck (when I wanna fuck), just say, "Okay" You be pullin' up (pullin' up), but you be late How you make a real nigga wait? Ayy, it's a party on the weekend Got a lil' shawty, we creepin' (we be creepin') Throw somethin' in my cup (in my cup) But I still can't show no love (no love) I got hoes for every season (I got hoes for the season) Shawty wanna play, she leavin' (shawty play, she leavin') Don't try to say, "What's up?" (what's up?) When you see a nigga in the club, yeah You know the vibe, baby (you know the vibes) I been goin' live lately This the fifth time, I done seen you out You been outside crazy, but I don't judge I know you wanna live a little and it's just like that You bounce right back Fuck with me, let you decide that No procedures, just one night
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Larry Blackmon, Tomi Jenkins, Nathaniel D. Hale, Bruce Washington, Michael Stevenson, Yafeu A. Fula Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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