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PERFORMING ARTISTS
D'Anthony Carlos
D'Anthony Carlos
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D'Anthony Carlos
D'Anthony Carlos
Composer
Mario Loving
Mario Loving
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R.I.O.
R.I.O.
Producer
Javon Gant Graham
Javon Gant Graham
Recording Engineer
Jonny Breakwell
Jonny Breakwell
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Yeah, yeah, yeah Ahh! Yeah Whoa, damn, woo, yeah, yeah, okay Yeah, yeah Shooting niggas when I'm 22 Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh PalmPilot, color Crippy blue Ain't no telling what they do to you I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em, "Shoot the first nigga that look just like you" I don't give a fuck about the rules Even if I made 'em, I'ma break the rules Big mood, I wear big shoes, keep a bad bitch with some big boobs I don't act up, I don't back up, if a nigga talkin crazy, slapped up Then wrapped up in the back trunk Ain't it funny-funny that I talk this crazy? Hang with Ricky like I'm in the '80s, Freeway down the freeway Bumpin old Nipsey off the replay, fat blunt, ass lumps Oslo, wife goal, white girl, small waist Black girl, tight face, Hollywood, Inglewood Keep it hood, hood bitch look like Meagan Good Keep the wood ready so we hoppin to it Shooting niggas when I'm 22 Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh PalmPilot, color Crippy blue Ain't no telling what they do to you I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em, "Shoot the first nigga that look just like you" I don't give a fuck about the rules Even if I made 'em, I'ma break the rules Shooting niggas when I'm 22 Palmolive keep my hands clean, ooh PalmPilot, color Crippy blue Ain't no telling what they do to you I don't give 'em orders I just tell 'em, "Shoot the first nigga that look just like you" I don't give a fuck about the rules Even if I made 'em, I'ma break the rules I don't wanna give you money, I don't think I'm trippin' though I don't give a fuck about you, I just wanna let you know I don't wanna take you to the, I wanna love you down I don't wanna give you money, I don't think I'm trippin' though
Writer(s): Mario Loving, D Anthony Carlos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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