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Jorja Smith - Bussdown (feat. Shaybo)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jorja Smith
Jorja Smith
Lead Vocals
Shaybo
Shaybo
Vocals
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Programming
Kal Banx
Kal Banx
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jorja Smith
Jorja Smith
Songwriter
Laura Adegbite
Laura Adegbite
Songwriter
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Composer
Kalon Berry
Kalon Berry
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Riccardo Damian
Riccardo Damian
Vocal Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Jeremie Inhaber
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Engineer
Giovanni Versari
Giovanni Versari
Mastering Engineer
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
Producer
Kal Banx
Kal Banx
Producer

Letra

The top down 'cause she worked hard for it But blacked out, so they won't see her in it Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this Diamonds, baby, bought all of them Dressed up and she just walks right in Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this? Run it, run it now, you wanna head out The flight leaves at noon and she wanna buy Chanel They just dropped them two bags They want another, now you're askin' for too much, uh Order what you like, don't have to pay her back The party's at midnight, she wants an ounce of that Feels so bad to feel nice But she can't handle that, it comes with a small price, yeah Yeah, I give, I give, I givе, you take Been keepin' track like I'm a train Even with drip, I'm feelin' drainеd It's gettin' long here, like braids Two sides, either really rude or too nice So before it goes left, you better move right The top down 'cause she worked hard for it But blacked out, so they won't see her in it Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this Diamonds, baby, bought all of them Dressed up and she just walks right in Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this? I give, I give, I give again Show me the play if it's a game If there's no point, then what's the aim? It's like you're eatin' off my name Again, again, the price of fame is really costin' me Spend again, again, nothing in this life comes for free They say that talk is cheap, furthermore it's free If I go broke today, will you stay or leave? I fell so hard, so deep, wore my heart upon my sleeve Every word you say, I believe, so just call me Miss Naïve The top down 'cause she worked hard for it But blacked out, so they won't see her in it Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this Diamonds, baby, bought all of them Dressed up and she just walks right in Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this? Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown, bussdown, baby Come 'round, come 'round, come 'round, come 'round, save me Been 'round, been 'round, been up and down lately Been up and down lately They call me Miss Naïve, Miss Naïve So trustin' of everybody and anybody Now they fear a bitch like me 'cause of the bitch I be I told you to be careful of me, be careful, honey They call me Miss Naïve, I'm still naïve I put trust in all the ones that got me, they never really had me See, if you can't fuck with me, be real with me You got to be careful of me, careful, honey Bussdown, bussdown, baby Come 'round, come 'round, baby Been 'round, been 'round lately
Writer(s): Jorja Smith, Jeffrey Gitelman, Laura Adegbite, Kalon Berry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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