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Froogle & Yung Fusion

Shut Down

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Shut Down è stato pubblicato il 25 febbraio 2016 da Froogle come parte dell'album Surreal feels - EP

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AlbumSurreal feels - EP

Data di uscita25 febbraio 2016

EtichettaFroogle

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM95

PANORAMICA

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Video musicale

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[Verse 1]

Yeah, so my crew walked in lookin' super-duper vicious

Dressed in all black, everything we do malicious

Walk with such a rhythm, all you gotta do is listen

All the girls past tens, lookin' super futuristic

So we made way to the bar

Tend to pullin' strings all night, guitar

Vendor, ordered up a dozen, tell 'em put it on a tab

When the party's shut down, gotta throw me in a cab

I head to the bathroom if I can find it

Shit, I was standing where the end of the line is

Over club music, I could hear my bladder cryin'

'Bout to pull my phone out to forget about the crisis

Then a shorty walked 'cross and bumped it out my hand

She was like, "Oh, my God," I was like, "Goddamn"

Then I went into the matrix, but couldn't save it

She was like, "Let me help," I was like, "What your name is?"

[Verse 2]

When the party's shut down, gotta throw me in a cab

When the party's shut down, down, down

When the party's shut down, gotta throw me in a cab

When the party's shut down, down, down

[Verse 3]

She was like, "Hi, I'm Theresa"

I was like, "Hi, uh, I'm, nice to meet ya

Just forgot my name, wow, do you want some pizza?"

She was like, "Sure, I guess that I could treat ya

First, I gotta get my purse, I left it with my friends

I could introduce you, and you could bring your boy Ben"

And I was like, "Aw, damn, you really had to say that

Tryin' to hurt my feelin's 'cause this Civic ain't a Maybach"

Then she laughed and headed to her friends

So I ran to my ****, told 'em I just ordered ten

They was like, "Aw, man, she a Beamer or a Benz?"

I was like, "Bugatti, and she came here with friends

Let's go"

So we headed over there, lookin' hella icy

Every piece of jewelry was faker than my ID

We exchanged names and got familiar

Theresa took my hand and said, "We're heading to the Pizza Hut"

[Verse 4]

When the party's shut down, gotta throw me in a cab

When the party's shut down, down, down

When the party's shut down, gotta throw me in a cab

When the party's shut down, down, down

[Verse 5]

Ten minutes from the Hut, and my guard was low

We just makin' small talk 'cause we walk this road

I was feelin' rather odd as my conscience froze

Theresa's palms got sweaty, she was drawin' close

Then my phone rang, interrupted the convo

My homeboy called, I'm like, "What's goin' on, yo?"

He's breathing hella hard, "My brother where you at?

Just had to run a mile from those gun-slingin' cats"

I'm like, "Hold up, hold up, what you mean, my ****?"

"They robbed us blind, couple G's, my ****

Yes, I'm talkin' 'bout the girls with T-whatever-esa

I don't even think they're girls, I felt a D, my ****"

Then I turned to my left, made eye contact

With the barrel of a Glock 19, all black

Heard the words, "Wallet, iPhone, cash"

I'm like, "Damn," then it all went black

Word up

Written by: Bruce Gordon, Luis Andres Ricardo

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