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Kid Ink - Main Chick feat Chris Brown (Apex Rise Flip)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Kid Ink
Kid Ink
Chant
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Paroles/Composition
Brian Todd Collins
Brian Todd Collins
Paroles/Composition
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Paroles/Composition
Glenda Proby
Glenda Proby
Paroles/Composition
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Paroles/Composition
J. Grand
J. Grand
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mustard
Mustard
Production
Angel Ramirez
Angel Ramirez
Ingénierie de prise de son
Brian Springer
Brian Springer
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistance de production
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I told her fuck that nigga Mustard on the beat ho I don't know your name, but you've heard my name I know why you came... Tryna get that name, but you've heard my name Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with I told her Fuck that nigga We sitting in the back of the club Table got a rope in the front (I don't know ya) You looking real familiar, I could just be a lil' drunk I don't know your name, it's a goddamn shame I don't know how to explain it for ya But, girl, I'm just saying If you got a man back home, I don't know him What, just keep it on the hush Pocket full of trees, don't beat around the bush Walk on green, I can even hear the putt K.O shawty when I hit her with a punchline Get a couple shots when it's crunch time Ducking from my ex like a one time Throw a sign when you really tryn' go Got the car parked right at the door I don't know your name, but you've heard my name I know why you came... Tryna get that name, but you've heard my name Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with I told her Fuck that nigga Nah, and you don't know my name, no Just in case you' the feds; I don't know ya I might'a poured you a drink But don't let it go to your head I know why you came Tryna be my main chick Passenger side when I lane switch Top back, two seats only Ain't no room for your friends, I don't know them We just seizing the moment Up all night, throw a deuce to the morning (wait) Fly mo'fucka, everything is imported (wait) Don't try to act too important I know your game You got a gang of niggas, all over you But you all over here, on me Girl, I ain't tryna dog ya Bad bitch only thing I'll call you I don't know your name, but you've heard my name I know why you came... Tryna get that name, but you've heard my name Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with I told her Fuck that nigga Baby, why you playing? You heard my name I know why you came She gonna gimme that brain so we can do our thang Let's do that thang What you thinking 'bout me taking you down, yeah I can be your man when he's not around, yeah I don't know your name, but you've heard my name I know why you came... Tryna get that name, but you've heard my name Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with I told her Fuck that nigga
Writer(s): Chris Brown, Dijon Mcfarlane, Brian Collins, Glenda Proby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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