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Dance!
423
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dance! è stato pubblicato il 26 agosto 2022 da ÄKTIVE come parte dell'album Dance! - Single
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Data di uscita26 agosto 2022
EtichettaÄKTIVE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM61

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Arnedo
Sam Arnedo
Songwriter

Testi

Emo
Money, my goal
Boys talking shit, we pull up, make it fall
Semi-automatic on my hip, pay for show
Smoking on Cali and poor feel like gold
Hell, you all smoke, make it dance
Fuck on this bitch she fought for the camp
I-I don't give fuck 'bout that bitch, I want bands
W-whipping the rubber, I fuck when I can
Try this old bat, so I'm hitting it again
Money, my goal
Boys talking shit, we pull up, make it fall
Semi-automatic on my hip, pay for show
Smoking on Cali and poor feel like gold
Hell, you all smoke, make it dance
Fuck on this bitch, she fought for the camp
I-I don't give fuck 'bout that bitch, I want bands
W-whipping the rubber, I fuck when I can
Try this old bat, so I'm hitting it again
Got pulled over the dirty block
I was just born a new chop, and it cost a lot
Promise to give an out head of the chicken spot
Try to run up and then he got his mountain proud, whoa
Don't want it small, it's a 38
It's not about the punk, 'cause it's hitting like heavyweight
Do not play with my pants, make you levitate
I got a stack, he's out here after every skate, boom
Think I'm about 12
Bitch, I'm off the Xans and the Perks and the soda
Put'em in the pack if you like, then it's over
Popped two Perks now I'm slumped on the sofa
Drank too much in the bed, leaned over
Now they wanna say that it's rap scene over
Been dead, kill clothes, no smell, but I know it
I never would go shit my bro earned smoke
Too many opps, had to buy an extension
For when it's hot, so please get out my mentions
Like one, two, three, four, five, six, now I'm kind of dead
Got six in the chain but this new guy, my best friend
Money, my goal
Boys talking shit, we pull up, make it fall
Semi-automatic on my hip, pay for show
Smoking on Cali and poor feel like gold
Hell, you all smoke, make it dance
Fuck on this bitch, she fought for the camp
I-I don't give fuck 'bout that bitch, I want bands
W-whipping the rubber, I fuck when I can
Try this old bat, so I'm hitting it again
Money, my goal
Boys talking shit, we pull up, make it fall (bitch)
Semi-automatic on my hip, pay for show
Smoking on Cali and poor feel like gold
Hell, you all smoke, make it dance
Fuck on this bitch, she fought for the camp
I-I don't give fuck 'bout that bitch, I want bands
W-whipping the rubber, I fuck when I can
Try this old bat, so I'm hitting it again
Emo
Written by: Sam Arnedo
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