뮤직 비디오
Kreayshawn의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Kreayshawn
보컬
Jean Baptiste Kouame
프로그래밍
Ryan Buendia
프로그래밍
Michael McHenry
프로그래밍
Jonas Jeberg
프로그래밍
작곡 및 작사
Natassia Zolot
송라이터
Jean Baptiste Kouame
송라이터
Ryan Buendia
송라이터
Michael McHenry
송라이터
Jonas Jeberg
송라이터
Darryl McDaniels
송라이터
Jason Mizell
송라이터
Joseph Ward Simmons
송라이터
Lawrence Smith
송라이터
러셀 시몬스
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Jonas Jeberg
프로듀서
Free School
프로듀서
Renato López
레코딩 엔지니어
Jaycen Joshua
믹싱 엔지니어
Trehy Harris
어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어
Brian Gardner
마스터링 엔지니어
가사
Hey ladies, get gassin
I'ma gas like the cops aint commin
Top down, music loud who's talkin?
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Throwin down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Ooo bitch, I'm here and I'm back on
If you thought my first, was my last song
Face the fact man,
You couldn't be more wrong
I'm takin shots from the top like I'm King Kong
Gassed out with my hair sleeked back
Got more bitches than a pimp named slick back
She aint bleedin like she bout to have a heart attack
She on the Dro and she couldn't even handle that
Lay back, you're coughing up a lung or two
Man I can't explain what this gas might do to you
The crew knew, yea I know it's new to you
Come through I can't teach you a thing or two
Hey ladies, get gassin
I'ma gas like the cops aint commin
Top down, music loud who's talkin?
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Throwin down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
She told me I'm the fliest she ever met
That's weird cuz she aint even grown yet
Moet Moet, the top off
She in the bathroom tryna take her top off
One, eight, seven, two, eleven
We do numbers
They say Kreayshawn killed the whole damn summer
What a bummer, it's sad for you hating bitches
Better watch your chains when I get close bitches
In my business, girl I welcome you
Wanna be my best friend? girl you gotta show to prove
What's it do?, we mobbin on a Saturday
Fuck the first day, everyday we getting payed
Hey ladies, get gassin
I'ma gas like the cops aint commin
Top down, music loud who's talkin?
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Throwin down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Yes, I'm beautiful, I'm gorgeous
No you can't afford this
You driving in a Ford bitch
Glorious, my whole crew iced out
We melt flames, them other bitches bow down
It's time now, she said to bring the gas out
'Bout to turn the flame on
And burn the whole house down
More money more money, I spend it right
Them dudes lame' they tryna come spend the night
I'm out here in the sky like a star hoe
You on the floor tryna pay up a car note
Real shit, don't harm me I'm never fake
I'm in the 90's you can call me Ricky lake
Ricky Lake
Hey ladies, get gassin
I'ma gas like the cops aint commin
Top down, music loud who's talkin?
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Throwin down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Get Money
Get Money
Get Money
Get Money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Get Money
Get Money
Get Money
Get Money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Hey ladies, get gassin
I'ma gas like the cops aint commin
Top down, music loud who's talkin?
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Throwin down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Writer(s): Darryl "d.m.c." Mcdaniels, Jean-baptiste, Joseph "run" Simmons
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