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French Montana x DJ Drama - Yes I Do (432hz)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Belly
Belly
Vocals
French Montana
French Montana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
Songwriter
Ahmad Balshe
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Mally Mall
Mally Mall
Songwriter
Oluwaseyi Agbeti
Oluwaseyi Agbeti
Songwriter
Rory William Quigley
Rory William Quigley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
French Montana
French Montana
Producer
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Producer
Mally Mall
Mally Mall
Producer
Mixx
Mixx
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Scorp Dezel
Scorp Dezel
Producer

Letra

Coke Boy baby What that mean? It's a lift on the (?) Is that good? It's classical Baby? Frenchie pour quoi t'es allez? Are you done? Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, overproof Say goodbye, say goodbye Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too Just say your goodbye, baby Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, overproof Say goodbye, say goodbye Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too Just say your goodbye, baby Ayy, glimpse in the matrix Needle in a haystack, with fire and my fragrance Started from the pavement No elevator, took the steps from the basement Ayy, go crazy being patient He started serving patients, you become a patient Ayy, mama say your graces Richard Millie cases, caught me doing cases Click clack boom, that's survival Spend a day with us, write a novel Talk ice drift, baby get your goggles Drink it up, drink it up, out the bottle She might get pregnant if she swallows To the hip, fashion week but ain't a model Ayy, gridnin' like my first year Lookin' stole, lookin' closer than church here Come jump in this ride Might make you just hop out the car, get your bible My heart jumpin' like the judge when he about To give my dog a seven five and hit the hammer Man I couldn't budge, Dropped a tear when I turned around, looked at his mama 'Cause fake friends disappear, Like the time when the Rollie on your hands, ayy Mama say a prayer for us, Hope you hear our blessings, even though we drinking Henny Ayy, slangin' dope still Smoke about a whole field Bitches give me no chill I supply the whole meal I just hope he don't tell 'Cause murder give me no chill Father God, our father Father God, our father Elijah the 13th, drinking on Louis XIII, its PG-13 Ayy, Al Pacino his first screen Young Morocco, he was 13 Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, overproof Say goodbye, say goodbye Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too Just say your goodbye Getting drunk, I'm telling sober truths, overproof Say goodbye, say goodbye Lately I've been on that '42, shorty too Just say your goodbye
Writer(s): 0, Rory William Quigley, Karim Kharbouch, Matthew Carrillo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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