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INTERPRETAÇÃO
lilspirit
lilspirit
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Composição
Henry Nichols
Henry Nichols
Composição
Tanner Katich
Tanner Katich
Composição
Geno Gitas
Geno Gitas
Composição
Maxwell James Nichols
Maxwell James Nichols
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Alex “Mixedbylex” Romero
Engenharia (masterização)
Maxwell James Nichols
Maxwell James Nichols
Produção
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Produção executiva
Yianni AP
Yianni AP
Engenharia (mixagem)
Ok Tanner
Ok Tanner
Produção
Pharaoh Vice
Pharaoh Vice
Produção

Letra

And she wanna be a drop top bitch when she ridin' But, baby, I remember when you wouldn't even try it Got a couple missed calls, no service, I was flyin' And I eat a bitch, split a couple checks, fine dinin' Yeah, baby, won't you come and see the sea with me Ridin' round, federal shit, got a couple of them keys with me I gave her pink molly, then she fell in love with me Lil' baby got body, I might let her rub on me And she wanna pop, lock, and drop when she goin' dummy Pop rocks, I'm sippin' on bubbly She love me, she lookin' so lovely Got that bitch wet, drippin' Baby, why can't you make me fall for you? All these things I do, I do them for you You just want your own, you been all alone Take me before I'm gone, 'cause my heart, it still beats for you And she wanna be a drop top bitch when she ridin' (Wanna be a drop top bitch when she ridin') But, baby, I remember when you wouldn't even try it (Wouldn't even try it) Got a couple missed calls, no service, I was flyin' (I was flyin') And I eat a bitch, split a couple checks, fine dinin' (Fine dinin') Yeah, baby, won't you come and see the sea with me (Sea with me) Ridin' round, federal shit, got a couple of them keys with me I gave her pink molly, then she fell in love with me Lil' baby got body, I might let her rub on me And she wanna pop, lock, and drop when she goin' dummy Pop rocks, I'm sippin' on bubbly She love me, she lookin' so lovely Got that bitch wet, drippin' Baby, why can't you make me fall for you? All these things I do, I do them for you You just want your own, you been all alone Take me before I'm gone, 'cause my heart, it still beats for you And she wanna be a drop top bitch when she ridin'
Writer(s): Maxwell James Nichols, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Geno James Gitas, Tanner Michael Katich, Henry Lother Nichols Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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