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Tap In

Saweetie

Hip-Hop/Rap

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saweetie
Saweetie
Vocals
Too $hort
Too $hort
Sampled Artist
Dr. Luke
Dr. Luke
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Craig Love
Craig Love
Songwriter
Jack Harlow
Jack Harlow
Songwriter
Gamal "LunchMoney" Lewis
Gamal "LunchMoney" Lewis
Songwriter
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
James Phillips
James Phillips
Songwriter
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
Songwriter
Lukasz Gottwald
Lukasz Gottwald
Songwriter
Theron Thomas
Theron Thomas
Songwriter
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Seth Ringo
Seth Ringo
Assistant Engineer
Tyler Sheppard
Tyler Sheppard
Assistant Engineer
Kalani Thompson
Kalani Thompson
Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Clint Gibbs
Clint Gibbs
Mixing Engineer
Dr. Luke
Dr. Luke
Producer

歌詞

Don't ever stop if you want to be on top, bitch Lil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancin' on yo' neck, nigga, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Fuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (hm) Tap, tap, tap in (ayy) Wrist on glitter (ayy), waist on thinner (ayy) I'ma show you how to bag a eight figure nigga (hoo) Face on zaddy (sheesh), pockets on Jigga (hoo) You better get the card and make it swipe like Tinder Private villa and the fur chinchilla (ha) When he post me, all the hoes get sicker (blah) Fuckboy killer, I'on need fillers (nope) Never been a lame so the real bitches feel it Daddy on the FaceTime, you could never take mine End up on the Dateline, uh, uh, uh (bitch) Rich with no day job, bitch, hit your wop-wop Always on the courtside, uh, huh, huh B-B-Billionaire niggas wanna eat me out Bitch, I'm from the West Coast, they wanna go down south All these lame ass niggas tryna fuck for the clout Hm, I won't let him hit but he can put it in his mouth Lil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancin' on yo' neck, nigga, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Fuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (mhm, yeah) Tap, tap, tap in You got a itty-bitty waist (huh?), pretty in the face (what?) Never let a broke nigga take you on a date (nah) Haters can't relate, bitch, I've never been fake (girl, bye) I got a real nigga puttin' icing on my cake (mwah) Icy from my lips to my fingers to my toenails Drippin' in Shanaenae, this ain't goin' on sale All these hoes busy, baby, I do not do friends well Lotta niggas pussy, but I promised that I won't tell Hmm, now, what's my favorite word? (Icy) Bitch gon' smile, but I know she don't like me 200 for a verse, bitch, I'm way too pricey Fuck around and bring back hyphy Lil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Diamonds dancin' on yo' neck, nigga, tap in Tap, tap, tap in Fuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in Tap, tap, tap in M-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in Tap, tap, tap in
Writer(s): James Elbert Phillips, Craig D. Love, Jonathan H. Smith, La Marquis Jefferson, Lukasz Gottwald, Theron Makiel Thomas, Todd Anthony Shaw, Gamal Kosh Lewis, Diamonte Harper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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