Vídeo de música

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Vocals
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
Bandplay
Bandplay
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adolph Thornton Jr.
Adolph Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let the band play Yeah, my watch dumb, but my chain a little dumber (Dumber) I been doin' numbers (Numbers), came up in the jungle (Jungle) I can't see none of you lil' niggas, Stevie Wonder (Stevie) She pull up and suck it, then she leave just like a plumber (Woo) That nigga right there only come Around 'cause what you got (For real, though) That b*tch right there, She only f*cking you because you shining (For real, though) It take money to make money, and it's all about timing (Stay down) I went and got rich but it still can't fix everything (Damn) Doing donuts in a Ferrari in the rain (Skrrt) I don't supposed to be here, look how far I done came (Yeah, yeah) Drop the top on that b*tch just to make sure they see me (Yeah, yeah) Blue diamonds all in my Cartiers while I'm reading (Yeah, yeah) Turned to Michael Jackson on that b*tch, told her beat it (Hee) Girl, I swear your p*ssy too damn good, I don't need it (Yeah, yeah) Talkin' 'bout you love me, B*tch please, I don't believe it (Yeah yeah) Had a bad Mexican b*tch sending bales from Phoenix (Mummy) Yeah, my watch dumb, but my chain a little dumber (Dumber) I been doin' numbers (Numbers), came up in the jungle (Jungle) I can't see none of you lil' niggas, Stevie Wonder (Stevie) She pull up and suck it, then she leave just like a plumber (Woo) Yeah, that young nigga there buy a new drop-top every summer, yeah Ridin' 'round smoking ganja, I'm sticked up like a gun club, yeah B*tch, I do what I want, I work harder than a butler (Work) Yeah, I'm like no other (B*tch), I'm straight up out the gutter (B*tch) Suburbs livin' now (Yeah), b*tch, come check it out I'm balling hard, I'm wigging out (Ball), I want the cash, no clout Yeah, f*ck the fame without a doubt (f*ck it) I'm f*ckin' up this thing right now Got a quarter of a million on me now (Quarter) And my rings and chain don't count Yeah, my watch dumb, but my chain a little dumber (Dumber) I been doin' numbers (Numbers), came up in the jungle (Jungle) I can't see none of you lil' niggas, Stevie Wonder (Stevie) She pull up and suck it, then she leave just like a plumber (Woo)
Writer(s): Adolph Thornton, Markeyvius Cathey, Krishon O'brien Gaines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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