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1999 WRITE THE FUTURE, Rook Monroe - L'Eggo MY EGO
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INTERPRÉTATION
Rook Monroe
Rook Monroe
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rook Monroe
Rook Monroe
Paroles/Composition
Diederik van Elsas
Diederik van Elsas
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rook Monroe
Rook Monroe
Production
Vaughn Elsas
Vaughn Elsas
Production
陈胤希
Ingénierie de prise de son
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Ingénierie de mixage
Ramiro Fernandez-Seoane
Ramiro Fernandez-Seoane
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Brandon Hernandez
Brandon Hernandez
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Why can't my This Angles startna look obtuse Did I hear someone call a truce? why we playin' these games shawty Is that ego? Could it be? I don't know Idk This Picture lookin' incomplete Whenever you and I compete in these childish games shawty Is it our ...ego? Do you see a god? Do you see a lost cause? Ridin' for my bitches and my brothas, no pause She not a hoe, she hoe adjacent Some red flags are not for bangin' Sleepin' in my bed with the tv turned on I just hit the gas boo, half a tank gone High I'll be goin' places on my last reincarnation Skin smooth like butter yeah Make me a father yeah ...Shit smooth like butter yeah Touch lips like butter yeah And that new PlayStation yeah Puts hits on brothas yeah XP like water yeah HP from water yeah In bum fuck sittin' sideways Been driftin' off, it's my thang Babyyy Baaaby Hours on these sine waves Should I Touch grass and have folks wave to me Maybe? Is your favorite color still your favorite now that we're older? Hate the small talk are we close to get closer in this Honda Would you boo me off of the Apollo or would you put me on? Can't get wrapped up in yo sheets baby While you stealin' all my tees baby That shaka from the flea market Now it's fucked up from that bleached comet Damn
Writer(s): Krystin Landryn Watkins, Diederik Van Elsas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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