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Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign - FYT ft. French Montana (MIH-TY)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeremih
Jeremih
Vocals
French Montana
French Montana
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
Austin Owens
Austin Owens
Songwriter
Lerron Carson
Lerron Carson
Songwriter
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Christopher Dotson
Christopher Dotson
Songwriter
Melvin Moore
Melvin Moore
Songwriter
Arin Ray
Arin Ray
Songwriter
Robert Kelly
Robert Kelly
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Daron Jones
Daron Jones
Songwriter
James Foye
James Foye
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ayo N Keyz
Ayo N Keyz
Producer
Paul Cabbin
Paul Cabbin
Producer
Sauce Miyagi
Sauce Miyagi
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Co-Producer

गाने

Hitmaka Right Now Sound Montana! Sittin', my diamonds glisten (Bling) I don't talk, I listen (Listen) I learn new things, fuck the cool thing (Skrrt) Too much drama for my momma (Momma!) Never put your love in dollars (Dollars) Me and Puff poppinG collars, rest in peace to Wallace Baby, Junior M.A.F.I.A We the hottest, that's the obvious French vanilla bottle Hundred mil a convo On my neck, the lotto Global express to Cabo (Skrtt, skrrt, skrtt) Ty! We gon' give you anything, diamond rings I can bring, tuh And I put you on the team, that should mean that I'm fucking you tonight Ooh, yeah I'm fucking you tonight, Ooh, yeah Make decisions, I wanna play with your permission Gimme that kitty, girl, wash the dishes Now spread them legs, call it long division That pussy taste like Woah, woah I hit it like woah-oah-oah-oah (Woah) I kiss it like ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh) Don't stop, I need more (More) Every time I pull away Something keeps on telling me to stay I can't keep these memories off my head So babe He don't give you anything, diamond rings I can bring tuh And I put you on a team, that should mean that I'm fucking you tonight I'm fucking you tonight, night, tonight He don't give you everything, diamond rings I could bring tuh If I put you on a team, that should mean that I'm fuckin' you tonight, ooh yeah I'm fuckin' you tonight, tonight I might get a room for you tonight Maybe we can champagne cheers tonight Make you swallow all of your fears tonight How you gone let them hoes tell you what you like I'm in Neiman Marcus throwing tantrums You think you know high fashion Just to take it off, babe Let's see you run your mouth when I take it down, down, down, down Every time I pull away, yeah yeah Something keeps on telling me to stay I can't keep these memories out my head So babe He don't give you anything, diamond rings I can bring tuh And I put you on a team, that should mean that I'm fucking you tonight (Bring a friend and another one) I'm fucking you tonight, oh yeah, ooh yeah He don't give you everything, diamond rings I could bring tuh If I put you on a team, that should mean that I'm fucking you tonight, ooh yeah (Bring a friend and another one) I'm fucking you tonight, tonight I might end up with you Kissin', touchin', fuckin' (Bring a friend and another one) Girl, your body's calling for me I'm fuckin' you tonight I'm fuckin' you tonight Wooaah-ooh-woah
Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly, Christopher Wallace, Sean Puffy Combs, Daron Tavaris Jones, Jeremy P. Felton, Christian Ward, Tyrone William Griffin, Melvin Ray Moore, Karim Kharbouch, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Austin Owens, Arin B. Ray, James Foye, Lerron Carson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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