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DJ Jeezy - Red Dot (feat. Shindy, AJ Tracey)
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INTERPRÉTATION
DJ JEEZY
DJ JEEZY
Interprète
Shindy
Shindy
Chant
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ché Wolton Grant
Ché Wolton Grant
Paroles
Dennis Stani Lukowski
Dennis Stani Lukowski
Composition
Michael Schindler
Michael Schindler
Paroles
Patrick Großmann
Patrick Großmann
Composition
Philipp Riebenstahl
Philipp Riebenstahl
Composition
Pouya Yari
Pouya Yari
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ JEEZY
DJ JEEZY
Production
DLS
DLS
Production
Retake
Retake
Production
Ben Walter
Ben Walter
Production
Yunus Cimen
Yunus Cimen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Swisher
Swisher
Production
nocashfromparents
nocashfromparents
Production

Paroles

You try to run, I'ma cock my gat and blast you deep Deep in the bushes, see, I'm scopin' with that red dot (you, you) You try to run, I'ma cock my gat and blast you deep Deep in the bushes, see, I'm scopin' with that red dot (yeah, yeah, yeah, wee) Nasılsın, my nigga, tell me how you been, my nigga (Gs up) I started out with just a sip, I had to spin that figure (wee, wee) I had to live off ramen noodles, hunger's been my trigger (yeah, yeah) Now I'm Goliath when I step, I swear there's no one bigger Check me out, I bust it down (down) My Lambo' brown, the Amex black (for real), I'm pushin' sound (yeah) Got pressure pounds, call my line (facts) I spin that verse and turn that show up for you (facts) Just use my flow and copy me, I'll make that crowd adore you (wee, wee, wee) It's a (it's a) party every time I'm steppin' in (wee) Can't attend unless I get my bredrin with a weapon in (Gs up) And I got brothers 'round the world, can't do no checkin' in (no) Get checkups from the women, check the guesses, we got pressure in (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You try to run, I'ma cock my gat and blast you deep Deep in the bushes, see, I'm scopin' with that red dot (you, you) You try to run, I'ma cock my gat and blast you deep Deep in the bushes, see, I'm scopin' with that red dot El Presidente, vor Chanel und Wempe Bilden sich Menschentrauben, so als ob ich Geld verschenke Triff mich Stanglwirt, seh aus wie dein Summerflirt Nein, deine Bitch hat nicht gezwinkert, meine Felge blendet Paar Million'n schwerer, Bitch, ich brauche Hosenträger Ich will die Birkin mit den Fenstern und dem Krokoleder Ich bin ein Sweet-Talker, better yet ein Smooth-Talker Diamonds clean wie Greek Water, Flow von ei'm New Yorker Deutschrap ist Modeschmuck, ich ball wie ein Poloclub Freitagmittag, Herzogpark, ich schmeck wie 'ne Kokosnuss Ich bin dauernd anderswo, Mami, es ist Standard so Wir seh'n uns nach der Tour im Spa-Bereich vom Lanserhof You try to run, I'ma cock my gat and blast you deep Deep in the bushes, see, I'm scopin' with that red dot (you, you) You try to run, I'ma cock my gat and blast you deep Deep in the bushes, see, I'm scopin' with that red dot
Writer(s): Christopher Budde, Philipp Steinbach, Philipp Riebenstahl, Ben Levi Walter, Michael Schindler, Pouya Yari, Grant Che Wolton, Dennis Lukowski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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