Three — Future & Young Thug: letras e videoclipes das músicas e shows

Future & Young Thug

Three

49.599

Hip-Hop/Rap

Three foi lançado em 20 de outubro de 2017 por Epic/300/Atlantic Recording Corporation como parte do álbum SUPER SLIMEY

Informações da música

ÁlbumSUPER SLIMEY

Data de lançamento20 de outubro de 2017

SeloEpic/300/Atlantic Recording Corporation

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM84

RESUMO

LETRA

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Future

Vocais

Young Thug

Vocais

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Nayvadius Wilburn

Nayvadius Wilburn

Composição

Jeffery Williams

Jeffery Williams

Composição

Joshua Luellen

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Southside

Produção

Dy

Produção

Mike Synphony

Engenharia

Jaycen Joshua

Engenharia (mixagem)

David Nakaji

Engenharia (assistente)

Ben Milchev

Engenharia (assistente)

Glenn Schick

Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]

Peter Piper Pepper, I never kept her

Peter Piper Pepper, we never kept 'em

Yeah

[Verse 2]

I got more bracelets on than you got chains, bro

Me and my dog's dope came in on the same boat

Whippin' that same dough, I put the bitch in the eighth stroke

Right out the ghetto, too rap for the letto

Yeah, caught my first body out in Bentley coupe

Yeah, ten real murders from my Migos

Yeah, rock the cuban link down to my knees, yeah, yeah

Ostrich seats, bite your sleeves, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]

Trippin' 'em up like I'm refereeing with these gators

Trip on my spot, it was no more basic cable

I mix some Act' with some yellow 'Tuss like a Laker

Three shot 'em like a motherfuckin' Pacer

Never lose like I'm motherfuckin' McGregor

Inside, the whips come red like ketchup

Count this money up with glasses like nizz-erd

Codeine laboratory like on Dexter

[Verse 4]

Bad yellow skin, Philippine

Envious and gin, never win

Chrome heart lens help me sin

Hit 'em in his back, South Central

Made a lotta M's right from sinnin'

Ready to smoke the pen by my women

I prefer the shrimp, tired of chicken

Ever saw me limp, that's

[Verse 5]

I got more rings than you got hoes, bro

I bump a beat in my Bentley with the wing, yeah

I let my kids fly private, I'm Supreme, yeah

Real killer, movin' silent, takin' that clean batch

I want the one with the real hair

I'm out the jungle, a real bear

Put a chinchilla on anywhere

I'm out that zoo, zoo, zoo

I'm a gorilla, ape ****, aye, ape

Ain't satisfied till all you **** in yellow tape, hey

Girl, these ****, they ain't loyal, they been chillin' with the opps

Your boy gave me that 450 Spyder straight from out the block

Had to throw my crack a few times, I don't fuck with her or with no cop

Check on Google, I'm out my noodles

I feed shrimps to all my shooters

Aye, my bitch a bad bitch

So I'll turn her to a recruiter

I'm a real assassin, quarter M for a back end

Shorty got real sassy, yeah

When I gave her that Patek

If I bust it down today, she never gon' go back average

So much Chanel, I might as well open up my own store

Used to use these bails as pillows, sleepin' on floors

Original BMG ****, yeah, the feds know

I'm the richest **** came from Lil' Mexico

[Verse 6]

If you ever catch me limpin', 'cause I'm a pimp

Chrome heart so I could see the haters, I can see 'em

Gotta keep ten mil stashed under my hoe bed

And I gotta keep some ice like a meth head

Written by: Jeffery Williams, Joshua Luellen, Nayvadius Wilburn

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