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INTERPRÉTATION
Tinie Tempah
Tinie Tempah
Chant
Timothy Mckenzie
Timothy Mckenzie
Tous les instruments
Labrinth
Labrinth
Tous les instruments
Mark Richard Roberts
Mark Richard Roberts
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Marc Williams
Marc Williams
Paroles/Composition
Nicolas David Salvadori
Nicolas David Salvadori
Paroles/Composition
Patrick Okogwu
Patrick Okogwu
Paroles/Composition
Timothy Mckenzie
Timothy Mckenzie
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Timothy Mckenzie
Timothy Mckenzie
Production
Labrinth
Labrinth
Production
Mr Jones
Mr Jones
Ingénierie de mixage
Da Digglar
Da Digglar
Production
Mark Richard Roberts
Mark Richard Roberts
Co‑production

Paroles

Ugh What happened? It's okay, I'm good Let's go Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out We bring the women and the cars and the cards out Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out And we can do this until we pass out So we let it rain, let it pour away (yeah) And we won't come down Until we hit the ground (yeah) and pass out (pass out) Ah, yeah, I'm in charge now I'm a star and I bought my fuckin' cast out I live a very, very, very, wild lifestyle Heidi and Audrina eat your heart out (oh my gosh) I used to listen to "You don't wanna bring arms house" I've got so many clothes, I keep some in my aunt's house Disturbing London, baby, we about to branch out Soon I'll be the king like Prince Charles' child, yeah Yeah, and there ain't nobody fresher Semester to semester, raving with the freshers 20 light bulbs around my table and my dresser CLC Kompressor, just in case that don't impress her Say hello to Dexter, say hello to Uncle Fester Got 'em gazin' at my necklace and my crazy sun protectors G-Shocks, I got a crazy dumb collection Haters, I can't fuckin' hear your reception Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out We bring the women and the cars and the cards out Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out And we can do this until we pass out So we let it rain, let it pour away (yeah) And we won't come down Until we hit the ground and pass out (pass out) Yeah This shit was meant to last me 24 hours, right? Okay, I'm good Yeah, they say hello, they say hola and they say bonjour I'm pissed I never got to fly on a Concorde I've been Southampton, but I've never been to Scunthorpe I'm fuckin' crazy with the kicks, call me Jean-Claude I'm 'bout to be a bigger star than my mum thought 'Cause every day I got a groupie at my front door Now I drive past the bus I used to run for Where's my fuckin' clap, where's my encore? Ugh I walk alone, 'cause I was born alone I chirps her just for fun, I'll never ever call her phone I leave her in the club, I'll never ever walk her home DL the fuckin' foundation, I'm the cornerstone I'm fairly famous, I'm sorta known And if your son doesn't, I bet your daughter knows Check out my visual, check out my audio Extraordinary, yo, hope you enjoy the show Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out We bring the women and the cars and the cards out Let's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out And we can do this until we pass out So we let it rain, let it pour away And we won't come down Until we hit the ground and pass out (pass out) Whoa Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Ah, look at me, I've been a cheeky bastard, man (whoa) (Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) and look at all the drama we started (Whoa) now I'm in here, layin' on my back Sayin', "DJ won't you give me one more track?" (whoa) I'll apologise for tonight tomorrow mornin' I'll apologise for tonight tomorrow mornin' I'll apologise for tonight tomorrow mornin' I'll apologise for tonight tomorrow mornin' So we let it rain, let it pour away And we won't come down Until we hit the ground and pass out (pass out) So we let it rain, let it pour away And we won't come down Until we hit the ground and pass out (pass out) Pass out
Writer(s): Patrick Junior Chukwuemka Okogwu, Nicolas Salvadori, Mark Richard Antony Roberts, Timothy Lee Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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