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INTERPRÉTATION
Funkdoobiest
Funkdoobiest
Interprète
Reggie Stewart
Reggie Stewart
Interprète
Dante Ariola
Dante Ariola
Direction d’orchestre
Jay Papke
Jay Papke
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jason Vasquez
Jason Vasquez
Composition
Ralph Medrano
Ralph Medrano
Composition
Brett Bouldin
Brett Bouldin
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Ralph M.
DJ Ralph M.
Production
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Production déléguée
Ben Wallach
Ben Wallach
Ingénierie
Ross Donaldson
Ross Donaldson
Ingénierie
Jason Roberts
Jason Roberts
Ingénierie de mixage
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

We used to go to school with this girl She wore the fat truck earrings an' the diamonds an' pearls Angel on the catfish, straight 'A' scholarship Smart career, had it all, all brains an' I'll admit With the face of a goddess, packed a real boddess I mean nobody was the hottest Around the way fine, she was lookin' real decent Graduated soon, I ain't seen her recent 'Til one night I rolled out pretty far She was shakin' her ass an' gettin' loud at the bar 90 pounds heavy with the rolls on her belly An' her underarms smelly What happened to my class queen? I mean her breath was stinkin' [Incomprehensible] off with the apple sheen Speed freak in a G-string, dancin' Teasin' me, plus tellin' me I'm handsome Looked like she had enough to keep herself up That's what they told me 'cause I had swelter Ka sera sera, what's meant to be, it's gonna be Ka sera sera, what's meant to be, it's gonna be We used to run around town in static cane My crew was automatically down, drinkin' Hangin' with the fellas on the corner This fool pulled up, replied, "You're a goner" Payback's a bitch an' you best watch your back I laughed in his face, he was grazed off tracks He rolled out angry, homie look alert Fuck that, we don't need no one hurt Off the trouble, nine scents of manic depressant Crack that adolescent, tell one doubt not I heard her shout bang out right on the corner Where all my homies hang out He killed the boy, all unexpected Now he thinks his hood should respect him No one should die 'cause of me I scalped your bitch an' ruptured her spline Me an' my crew know where he stay at Fools been warned so here's your payback Ka sera sera, what's meant to be, it's gonna be Ka sera sera, what's meant to be, it's gonna be Ka sera sera, what's meant to be, it's gonna be Ka sera sera, what's meant to be, it's gonna be Ka sera sera Ka sera sera Ka sera sera ...
Writer(s): Jason Vasquez, Ralph Medrano, Brett Anthony Bouldin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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