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Fat Joe (feat. Mary J. Blige, Chris Brown, Fabolous - Another Round(Remix)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Fat Joe
Fat Joe
Chant
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Chant
Fabolous
Fabolous
Chant
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Artiste samplé
Kirko Bangz
Kirko Bangz
Chant
Mary J. Blige
Mary J. Blige
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andre Lyon
Andre Lyon
Paroles/Composition
Brian Dimetreis Pickens
Brian Dimetreis Pickens
Paroles/Composition
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Paroles/Composition
Dallas Austin
Dallas Austin
Paroles/Composition
Jarell Perry
Jarell Perry
Paroles/Composition
Joseph Cartagena
Joseph Cartagena
Paroles/Composition
Joyce Darlene Irby
Joyce Darlene Irby
Paroles/Composition
Kenneth Joseph
Kenneth Joseph
Paroles/Composition
Marcello Valenzano
Marcello Valenzano
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andre Lyon
Andre Lyon
Production
Cool N Dre
Cool N Dre
Production
Marcello Antonio Valenzano
Marcello Antonio Valenzano
Production
Yung Ladd
Yung Ladd
Production

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Don't you be holding back, your love Don't you be holding back Don't you be holding back, your love Don't you be holding back Cuz in the end girl you're gonna want another round, another round Only girl you'll want another round, another round I used to want you, and her and her and her and you and her and her I used to want you, and her and her and her All I want, all I wantall I want is you Shawty got a mean walk, a mean shoe game The bitch badder than any bitch that you name I'm talking Janet, maybe Kim K, I heard Rihanna she like it kinky Come on Quit playing girl you know that you want it I can tell just by the way you push it out and flaunt it you bad Something like dirty diana, body dope as heron And the sex off the handle Your ex couldn't beat it, I hit it like a free throw And since I lost some weight you say I got a big ego It's too strong, you said the drive stick Well baby just peel off Loving how it lasts long, Leave the sheets gushy F-ck you with the mask on, Halloween p-ssy Your body shivers and troubles with each and every stroke P-ssy wetter than ever, enough to sink a boat Never hesitate, purchasing in every state Transported in foreign cars to large estates (So believe me, you know you wanna come on girl) (As long as we can kick it with your home girl) Had two on one fast break that's a slam dunk I know you want it, I can take you where ya man won't Champs, Alize, think Rolls Royce Yellow Nuvo and Pink Boy Shorts Girl you got tha bomb thing no one can't resist I'mma light some candles girl and then tie up your wrists Then i'm licking chocolate right up off your stomach Baby you ain't handled freaky sh-t like this And I start dripping ice down ya spine (oh oh) And make you mine And now you're telling all your girls I done tore it up So don't be mad that they all want me, there's room for all of us
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Joyce Darlene Irby, Jarell David Perry, Kenneth Joseph, Brian Dimetreis Pickens, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Marcello Valenzano, Andre Christopher Lyon, Dallas L. Austin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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