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Mob Ties
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Metal
Mob Ties est sorti le 14 février 2022 par Day X Day dans le cadre de l'album Mob Ties - Single
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Date de sortie14 février 2022
LabelDay X Day
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Day X Day
Day X Day
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Asheley Turner
Asheley Turner
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Paroles/Composition
D. Atkinson
D. Atkinson
Paroles/Composition
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Paroles/Composition
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Paroles/Composition
Anthony S. Cruz
Anthony S. Cruz
Paroles/Composition
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Paroles/Composition
Inga Marchand
Inga Marchand
Paroles/Composition
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Paroles/Composition
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Paroles/Composition
Tavoris Hollins, Jr.
Tavoris Hollins, Jr.
Paroles/Composition
Cory McKay
Cory McKay
Paroles/Composition

Paroles

Ayy, sick of these **** (Sick)
Sick of these **** (Sick, sick)
Hire some help (Help), get rid of these **** (Skrr)
Sick of this shit, move to the Ritz
Turned out the bitch (Ayy)
It is what it is, yeah
GLE, 'cause that Lambo movin' fast (Skrr)
S Class, G Class, lotta class (Sss, sss)
In a rocket and that bitch ain't got no tags (Skrr, skrr)
Louis bags in exchange for body bags, yeah
Sick of these **** (Sick)
Sick of these **** (Sick, sick)
Hire some help (Help), get rid of these **** (Grr)
Fuck what it was, it is what it is (What)
Whatever you did, it is what it is
And I'm so tired (tired)
I fuck with the mob and I got ties (Lotta ties, lotta ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes (Do doo)
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that
Ayy, sick of these ****
I'm sick of these ****
Hire some help, get rid of these ****
I'm not with the ra-ra
I am a Dada
My bitch in Chanel now
Your bitch in Escada (Sick, sick, sick, sick)
Yeah, and they shook
Please don't let them fool ya, I don't care how they look (Nah)
Heard all of the talkin', now it's quiet, now it's shush (Shh)
Twenty-nine is comin', they on edge when I cook (Cook)
Lead the league in scorin', man, but look at my assists (Shh)
Yes I be with Future but I like to reminisce (Yeah)
I do not forget a thing, I'm patient, it's a gift (yeah)
Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it, they insist (they insist)
Yeah, I can tell
I just gave 'em two for forty million like Chappelle (Two)
Standin' over coffin with a hammer and a nail (Two)
Heard you hit up so and so, that name don't ring a bell, nah
Sick of these **** (Sick)
Hire some help, get rid of these ****
I'm sick of this shit (Sick, sick)
I'm runnin' a blitz (Ayy)
Whatever you did (Ayy), it is what it is
And I'm so tired (Tired)
I fuck with the mob and I got ties (Lotta ties, lotta ties)
Knock you off to pay their tithes (Do doo)
They want me gone but don't know why
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that lovey-dovey shit
I'm your brother shit, all that other shit
It's too late for all that, ayy
It's too late for all that
Written by: A. Cruz, A. Turner, Allen Ritter, Aubrey Drake Graham, C. McKay, D. Atkinson, I. Marchand, J.C. Olivier, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Niqua Jones, S. Barnes, T. Hollins Jr
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