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Trey Songz - Dead Wrong feat. Ty Dolla $ign [Official Audio]
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INTERPRÉTATION
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Voix principales
Holly Seeley
Holly Seeley
Chœurs
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Christopher Featherstone
Christopher Featherstone
Paroles/Composition
Frank Brim
Frank Brim
Paroles/Composition
Justin Featherstone
Justin Featherstone
Paroles/Composition
Kevin Ross
Kevin Ross
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Featherstone
Matthew Featherstone
Paroles/Composition
Nick Seeley
Nick Seeley
Paroles/Composition
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Paroles/Composition
William Featherstone
William Featherstone
Paroles/Composition
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Production déléguée
Andy Barnes
Andy Barnes
Ingénieries complémentaires
Nacor Zuluaga
Nacor Zuluaga
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Production déléguée
Mark B. Christensen
Mark B. Christensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
The Featherstones
The Featherstones
Production

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You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want Pull up in a Porsche, no rental No key, now she on me Know the star shit fucking with your mental Wanna be my tenderoni? Now we chilling poolside for the night Hollywood sign, I ain't caught up in the lights Trigga baby, I'mma do you right Don't make me have to tell you twice, I Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em, uh Real nigga know love, man I swear these hoes triflin', uh But I'mma give her what she like, beat it down like Tyson, uh It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want I just left the show with a two piece Dollar sign, got groupies I'mma take her to the motherfucking hotel Let her do her, then do me, oh One bad light-skinned and an Asian I'mma stack em up like Legos She call me papi, ain't understand Spanish But I let her chupa on mis huevos We be fucking all the time but she know I'll never wife her, nah Had her in a feeling when she see me with my white girl, ah She act square around a nigga but when she with me she like girls, ah It's the pretty ones that you really need to keep your eye on, oh You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want Who am I to judge you? I love you whenever you're near Bring your body here Right now, I'mma knock it right down Say you got a nigga? Go figure Take another sip of this liquor Talk a little shit, got my dick much bigger Baby, let me tell you a lil' something 'bout Trigga You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want You know you dead wrong
Writer(s): Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Frank Brim, Justin Daniel Featherstone, Kevin Emmanuel Ross, Matthew Aaron Featherstone, Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Christopher Scott Featherstone, Nicholas B. Seeley, William Charles Featherstone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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