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Lebra Jolie - Get Me Hype [Intro] (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lebra Jolie
Lebra Jolie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Go Grizzly
Go Grizzly
Composer
Lebra Daniels
Lebra Daniels
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Earl "Ejay" Washington
Earl "Ejay" Washington
Recording Engineer
Michael Upshaw
Michael Upshaw
Recording Engineer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Kevin Andre Price
Kevin Andre Price
Producer

गाने

(Have you ever been to London?) (Go Grizz) Yeah First off, bitches love to talk they shit I don't ever see you hoes at the bank First rap bitch try to start rap beef, fuck Twitter On God and my mama, I'll blank Have a ho runnin' like Forrest, Tom Hanks On the internet, paragraph, Anne Frank I see a whole lot of jokes, they must be pranks Mad at a bitch 'cause I'm fuckin' him and you can't These hoes know how to pick they beef Been the hardest bitch out, just to keep shit brief Hoes say they poppin', I don't see no grease Foot on everybody neck, I'ma need more feet Bitches ain't never had to make it from the bottom Off the internet is how I handle my problems A ho ain't a threat, they pussy ain't a problem All in my business, should've graduated with honors Yellin', "Fuck 'em all," I'ma need more condoms Beef never stopped me from gettin' these commas I'ma run it up while you run to your mama Give you the beats and bring DJ Drama Nobody like me, baby, I'm a rare breed If you claim me, probably had a four leaf Stop ating my page, you don't know me I like to get fly, fuck my nigga, and be lowkey Lebra back talkin' that shit that you like Quick to pop off on a bitch, get me hype If I fuck wit' him, he with me for life Bitch, you just mad you ain't doin' it right Lebra back up in that mode again Who the fuck told you hoes we friends? I ain't your sis, your cousin, your twin Nothin' alike, you just one of my fans Get out your motherfuckin' feelings, no money there If it ain't a backend, I ain't comin' there Fell in love with the money, I love it here I ain't worried 'bout a bitch in her underwear Using these filters, I really don't need it Wearin' makeup and I really don't need it Stomach so flat, they like, "Damn, is she breathing?" Your nigga don't want you and bitch, I'm the reason Lebra back talkin' that shit that you like Quick to pop off on a bitch, get me hype If I fuck wit' him, he with me for life Bitch, you just mad they weren't doin' it right Lebra back up in that mode again Who the fuck told you hoes we friends? I ain't your sis, your cousin, your twin Nothin' alike, you just one of my fans
Writer(s): Kevin Andre Price, Jaucquez Lowe, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons, Lebra Daniels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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