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In primo piano

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nardo Wick
Nardo Wick
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Moritz Busch
Moritz Busch
Songwriter
Max Wonnenberg
Max Wonnenberg
Songwriter
Horace Walls III
Horace Walls III
Songwriter
Tyler Maline
Tyler Maline
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shortyyk
Shortyyk
Producer
RIZZO
RIZZO
Producer
Horace Walls Jr.
Horace Walls Jr.
Mixing Engineer

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One, two, three They said, "The pool was closed," I jumped the gate and still dove in Pirate on that boat, we're slangin' iron to get what's golden She think she slick, she want me to give her one, she hear my Trojan She think she me, she keep tellin' me she wicked like my song says I love the gang, I kill for 'em like Rico kill for Ace (yeah) I love my gang, I'll never do 'em like Rico did his Ace 11 cars right, they mad as hell "This nigga had a Ace?" Do that boy dirty, let Miss Lenord say, "They shot him in the face?" (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) Excuse my French, all these niggas hoes Excuse my French, all these niggas bitches Excuse my French, I got a lot of hoes Excuse my French, I got a lot of-, hold on Excuse my French, these niggas hoes Excuse my French, these niggas bitches Excuse my French, got a lot of hoes Excuse my French, got a lot of bitches Excuse my French, I'm rich as fuck Excuse my French, this bitch bad Excuse my French (ayy, yo' pussy good) Excuse my French, that shit trash Excuse my French (yeah, you suck it good, you go slow or fast?) Heard somebody angry, well, you can get her back (excuse my French) I couldn't get it back Excuse my French, fuck nigga that Damn, I said it wrong That fuck nigga dead, know we blew his ass (On God) Pork chops in the van, this ain't no food truck Lot of grass stuffed in the trunk, this ain't no lawn show Pull up moving shit, but, this is not no tow truck Durango cap, Corvette, he thought this was a slow truck He tried to run that slow, caught him a bullet, wasn't slow enough Yeah, I post a lot, "Nigga, post more," they say I do not show enough I don't smile a lot, nigga, that's just me What the fuck I look like, Avatar? Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah Skin on my face (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) Skin on my face (grrah, grrah, grrah), skin on my face Skin on my face (grrah, grrah, grrah), skin on my face Skin on my face Goin' through screeches, screeches, screeches Screeches, screeches, screeches Brand you chain, that bitch blingin' Brand-new chop', that bitch swingin' She say, "Nardo, why you leavin'?" 'Cause I just released my semen They like how I match my fabrics They say I that I be the cleanest They say me and V unfair They say we be double teamin' He come through and make it dirty I come behind and do the cleanin' We hit that whip a week ago, they say, "The doot still steamin'" I hit that hoe a year ago, she callin', say she still feindin' Diamond teeth, my teeth freezin' Diamond tooth, my teeth froze All these bitches just alike, new episode, same season Just shot at you at 19, it's 22, he still breathin' "I'ma step if niggas know I'm comin'," Why the fuck he still breathin'? They told me he killed the cop, but, this nigga still leanin' I don't even like the Challengers, but, I'm finna buy a me What you mean, "Buy you?" Bro, I'm finna buy a Demon Blue stain on my white pants, all these hundreds in my jeans Excuse my French, all these niggas hoes Excuse my French, all these niggas bitches Excuse my French, I got a lot of hoes Excuse my French, I got a lot of-, hold on, hold on Excuse my French, these niggas hoes Excuse my French, these niggas bitches Excuse my French, got a lot of hoes Excuse my French, got a lot of bitches Excuse my French, these niggas hoes Excuse my French, these niggas bitches Excuse my French, got a lot of hoes Excuse my French, got a lot of bitches Huh, I'm wicked I'm wicked I get on, get on, get on
Writer(s): Horace Walls, Tyler David Maline, Max Wonnenberg, Mortiz Alexander Busch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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