クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coletta
Performer
Dylan Alexander Kocks
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan Alexander Kocks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dylan Alexander Kocks
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Girl, you wanna give me all your love
But, girl don't wanna give it to ya
Don't wanna give it to ya
Don't wanna give you my love
[Verse 2]
How many times you need to call?
But, girl not gonna answer to ya
Not gonna answer to ya
Not gonna answer your calls
Not gonna be there when you fall
Although, I wanna give it to ya
I wanna give it to ya
I wanna give you my love
[Verse 3]
Blow my fuckin' mind
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You don't wanna bend my mind, bend my mind
I don't wanna lie
You so fuckin' fine
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
But you just wanna take my time, take my time
[Verse 4]
I don't need you doll
Got other women on my call
After all, don't wanna give it to ya
Don't wanna give it to ya
Don't wanna fuck with no ho
[Verse 5]
I see your girlfriends at my shows
I know, they love a little teaser
They wanna have a seizure
They seem a little eager
[Verse 6]
Yeah, you wanna get me all alone
I know you wanna give it to me
You wanna give it to me
You wanna give me your love
[Verse 7]
Blow my fuckin' mind
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You don't wanna bend my mind, bend my mind
I don't wanna lie
You so fuckin' fine
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
But you just wanna take my time, take my time
[Verse 8]
I've went on the run, but don't know what from
Can I keep up with the pace to be the A1?
Bet I'll never fuckin quit with shit like this
Don't you know I'm the man with the number one hits?
Laugh at all you motherfuckers saying, "You ain't shit!"
Now you lookin like a bitch who can suck my dick
I'm really killin' all these other rappers' weak ass flow
I'm on another level like I'm in a UFO
Climbing to the top and takin' all your girlfriends home
Don't be mad, I'm the man, here to claim his throne
I'll ruin all your favorite artists till the day I die
From east side, west side, either ride or die
[Verse 9]
Roll dice on my life I've got nothin' to lose
I've confronted death that I use as a muse
I better be greater than all of this stress
'Cause my rhymin's divine, it could lay me to rest
I'm out
Written by: Dylan Alexander Kocks