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LBS Kee'vin ft. 42 Dugg - Shining (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LBS Kee'vin
LBS Kee'vin
Performer
42 Dugg
42 Dugg
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kee'vin Lewis
Kee'vin Lewis
Composer
Dion Hayes
Dion Hayes
Composer
Aaron Butler
Aaron Butler
Composer
Jordan Refai Haymour
Jordan Refai Haymour
Composer
Phillip Mack
Phillip Mack
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flex
Flex
Producer
SWAEZE
SWAEZE
Producer
Illphill
Illphill
Producer
Khaya "Macxsn" Gilika
Khaya "Macxsn" Gilika
Recording Engineer
Joe Grasso
Joe Grasso
Mixing Engineer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Turn up Last bitch said I can't fuck, she lie First young nigga in the hood, G5 Four, five, six, one K, three, nine Young dawg, black pole, free the 4s, we signed Young bitch from the hood, suck dick, she gaggin' Pick out a bag, bitch, I'm baggin' Slick out the can, not yet, bitch, soon 2020 widebody, skrrt, go boom New Glock 19, that bitch go boom Bitch said I couldn't fuck, she ain't make it to my room Yeah, I got a deal but I'm still movin' pills, I'm in love with the trap, I ain't jumpin' no broom She know I'm young and turnt, I just flooded my mouth with the honeycomb set, it look like a cocoon I told my bitch the other day, "Don't get too comfortable 'cause you know you can be replaced" Ain't talkin' 'bout baseball, in my hood, if they know where you stay, they comin' for your safe I think I need a ridе or die, I like a bitch that ain't evеn got no Ls but ride with the K Can't be scared of no homicide in my city, niggas get sent to the skies every day Catch a body, beat a body, Dawg Shit Records Run off if you want, when we catch 'em, we stretch 'em Cut a ho off, rat bitch too messy Might double back, get the head from her bestie Learned my lesson tryna feed the whole hood Do it for myself, gotta take care of Dugg Seven whips deep, all JAY-Z blue R.I.P. Reecey, R.I.P. Lil Scoot Know you see me shinin' Let's take it back when I was grindin' Nigga hate the fact that I'm climbin' Might try to kill me when I find it Can't fuck his girl, I did it Yellin', "Fuck the world," for my niggas Ayy Name one bitch I ain't fuck, I'ma hit it I might get the load if they lower the ticket Get money all day, and at night, I'm with bitches We got shit in common, we both got extensions I do this shit for my niggas who stuck in the trenches And 'em niggas who gone, ain't been home in a minute I been trappin', I ain't made a song in a minute I'ma player, I don't fuck, get the dome and I'm finished I been spendin' this cash in L.A., ain't no limit Which one you want, Gucci or Prada? Just get 'em both, I'm havin' a lotta Money and bitches never been a problem All this rap money gettin' invested in choppas I been movin' the Percs, even servin' the doctors Big bag supplier and big 4s Hoes givin' up they box, no Klitschkos Know you see me shinin' Let's take it back when I was grindin' Nigga hate the fact that I'm climbin' Might try to kill me when I find it Can't fuck his girl, I did it Yellin', "Fuck the world," for my niggas
Writer(s): Kee'vin Lewis, Aaron Butler, Phillip Mack, Dion Marquise Hayes, Jordan Haymour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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