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Coby
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Underground Rap
Coby est sorti le 28 février 2020 par Black Day In July Productions dans le cadre de l'album Coby
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AlbumCoby
Date de sortie28 février 2020
LabelBlack Day In July Productions
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM78

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Illah Dayz
Illah Dayz
Voix principales
Bronze Nazareth
Bronze Nazareth
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Justin Dante Cross
Justin Dante Cross
Composition
Johnnie Maye
Johnnie Maye
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bronze Nazareth
Bronze Nazareth
Production

Paroles

Ayo, whats up ****, thanks for the birthday liquor
Two figah's, kitchen convo's was real talk
Sometimes you parked the black jet charger and walked
You cold Cob, they felt ya vibe, brace it, you hawk
Bow-legged, timb rockah, fly joggah whats up
You like my first son, one fourth part of my heart
I got the first call, everytime some shit went dark
I still think like yo, my little neph is Heff
Health and wealth, stealth moves proved, what else
Your baby picture, reminds me how i came to ya house
We hit the mall, grab fits and chicks
That's all, they ask me if this ya son, forevah we ball
Summer's rearranged, took numbers was easy ya'll
They say we look alike, my lil tyke, always kept his self alright
I watched you, Dionte and Khalil
When i ain't have money, ya'll moms, they fronted the bill
I'll kill for ya'll, whats real, thats instilled in ya'll
Love life, grow, build and ball
Hugs and love, drunk mad fifths wit Bugs
You older now, plus this ol world, mad colder nah
Heart hurt, hate tah see you down in the dirt
I skill work, plus this church lift, just like ah skirt
Twenty seventeen i mean, weight liftin on scene
Balled then you fell, im stuck in this hell
My eyes dried out, think about you, im cried out
Your moms keep a live house, saw ya tomb
Wanna bust you out this cocoon, in my room
Lookin at ya picture, ayo sun, I'll see you soon
We gone make it, mistakes make champion ****
Long live Cob, pop a ambien ****
We gone make it, mistakes make champion ****
Long live Cob, pop a ambien ****
Long nights, we flow on our own rights
Boys to men, toast wit hen, then go again
We boys to men, toss wit hen then go again
Written by: Johnnie Maye, Justin Dante Cross
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