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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Krizz Kaliko
Krizz Kaliko
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Samuel Watson
Samuel Watson
Songwriter
Nicholas Luscombe
Nicholas Luscombe
Songwriter
Hendric Buenck
Hendric Buenck
Songwriter
Freek Van Workum
Freek Van Workum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Engineer
Frederikus van Workum
Frederikus van Workum
Producer
ItsNicklus
ItsNicklus
Producer
Hndrc
Hndrc
Producer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Do it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We be like (Do, do, do) It goes up Kali I be like (Do, do, do) N9ne Ayy, I'm living it up, not giving a fuck Bumping into people Clutching this hella strong liquor in my cup But they all digging abrupt 'Cause they know a nigga be ripping the cut They listen to us But not tonight because I'm fixing to rush to twist in her guts Don't let me fall, mama, bet not one of you call drama Just wanna hit all nana at the crib and forget like Alzheimer's All kinds of twisted because I double fisted Lots of lick and spliff hits in triplets, bitch She give me love when I need it We be hella weeded Lick it up, drink it up Run it back, repeat it I be getting money Winning, undefeated And if I make it home, I'ma beat it Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Been down for a minute, yeah Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah When I'm home, I'ma get it, yeah Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Don't let me fall (Do, do, do) Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Don't let me fall (Do, do, do) Ayy, boo, you're cuter Than all of these medulla cougars (Yeah) Tryna give you head, wanna make you the hookah (Wow) Tryna kiss my bitch, baby, don't kiss her 'Cause I heard she chew Bazookas (Ugh) Her Uber driver got the Lou, Blew the tubas, told the bitch a Uber Louber, oh Hey, Uber Louber, go away, Uber Louber Uber Louber, night and every given day, Uber Louber Stay, Uber Louber, where you lay, Uber Louber Uber Louber, I'ma have to say the name Uber Louber No lit points, call my lady, 'bout to go get boinked See if anybody notice oinks If you don't let's blow this joint, pun intended All that I really want is the drawers But let me pause at the stars, earn the call, tell 'em Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Been down for a minute, yeah Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah When I'm home, I'ma get it, yeah Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) okay Don't let me fall (Do, do, do) Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Don't let me fall (Do, do, do) Ayy, made it home, we did it, I am still committed Got whiskey dizzle mane, I'm 'bout to hit it Really wanna try dive in it but I'm dizzy, I admit it Gon' and give it, now she livid 'Cause in the morning I forget it, girl, quit it She give me love when I need it We be hella weeded Lick it up, drink it up Run it back, repeat it I be getting money Winning, undefeated And if I make it home, I'ma beat it Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Been down for a minute, yeah Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah When I'm home, I'ma get it, yeah Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Don't let me fall (Do, do, do) Just don't let me fall (No, no, no, no) yeah Don't let me fall (Do, do, do) Yeah, it's on Soon as I get home Somebody call me an Uber Don't bring the Uber Louber, though So I can get home
Writer(s): Bobby Ray Jr. Simmons, Clarence Iii Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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