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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Corline
Nick Corline
Vocals
Nuthin' Under A Million
Nuthin' Under A Million
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eugene Record
Eugene Record
Composer
C. Niccoli
C. Niccoli
Composer
D.C. Christopher Gillmon- Jackson
D.C. Christopher Gillmon- Jackson
Composer
M. Leybovich
M. Leybovich
Composer
L.Y. Dixon
L.Y. Dixon
Composer
F.Vennie
F.Vennie
Composer
T.J. Beringer
T.J. Beringer
Composer

Testi

Yeah, it's miss. Corline And Nuthin under a million We're gonna take this to the top Your feet don't move without the base The crowd don't move without the dj Hit the floor like an earthquake You wanna make my body melt Raise it up to the bar like you in first place One shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, to face Wait, you know I like it when you take that there Driving a mercedes, tell her shookin for the ladies Your body 50 crazy, bottles poppin on dizzy I'ma make your body dizzy, you know you gonn keep me busy Champagne, fizzy, bizy, I put my television baby Alawar, we are heads that hold the bar Get your ass up, out to see I wanna see you in vip, so you can touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars We taking this club, all the way to the stars Straight to mars, fuck the spaceships We the flying cars Open bars, girls go crazy, they know who we are Warrup sweetheart, wanna go back and play hotel sesaw Wanna go back and play hotel sesaw, hotel sesaw Don't stop baby, I already know what you came here for You came here for Alawar, we are heads that hold the bar Get your ass up, out to see I wanna see you in vip, so you can touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars Hey lil cutie, what's your name Don't matter, you a superstar I've been waiting all night for you to walk my way You wanna make my body numb Fill my cup, turn me sideways One shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, to face Wait, you know I like it when you take that there Driving a mercedes, tell her shookin for the ladies Your body 50 crazy, bottles poppin on dizzy I'ma make your body dizzy, you know you gonn keep me busy Champagne, fizzy, bizy, I put my television baby Alawar, we are heads that hold the bar Get your ass up, out to see I wanna see you in vip, so you can touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars Private plane into spain, let the money rain Touch the stars, touch the stars We taking this club, all the way to the stars Straight to mars, fuck the spaceships We the flying cars Open bars, girls go crazy, they know who we are Warrup sweetheart, wanna go back and play hotel sesaw Wanna go back and play hotel sesaw, hotel sesaw Don't stop baby, I already know what you came here for You came here for.
Writer(s): Eugene Record, Milana Leybovich, Thomas Johan Beringer, Fred Anthony Vennie, Lashandra Y. Dixon, David Christopher Gillmon-jackson, Corrado Niccoli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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