Vídeo de música

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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ArrDee
ArrDee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ArrDee
ArrDee
Composer
KP Beatz
KP Beatz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ArrDee
ArrDee
Mixing Engineer
Mason X Beats
Mason X Beats
Producer
Biggz The Engineer
Biggz The Engineer
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Arrdee, Arrdee Ay Remember when Arrdee couldn't stay home She wanna stay, I don't want no bae though 'Nuff gal go low when I say so Why would I make you my main ho? Hold up My new ting older, she can keep up with she levz I've shown her Freaky can buss her leg over my shoulder Stoner, she smoke while I mix my maggy With somethin' to make the boy happy Everyone love cheeky chappy Come from the mud and I used to get trappy Never talk crud and I don't need no Bally Have you heard what my man speaks like? Chatty whiteboy raised up by the seaside He wouldn't last a day around these sides These times My girl from the Narm moves lose Send nudes but the South girl's way too rude And just flew down through to Biggz's booth And my East girl rang me, she must of knew I don't ever fly West But bro got the jawns round North Whereabouts I'm not too sure See darlin' Arrdee come from the shore Where the shells on the beach And the crack is pure I'm flawless, baby You the one that's got issues Still fuck with you Cried to my face so I buss her tissues You cannot tell me no sob story Seen more life than man born before me Movie scenes and this flick here's gory Turnt it off 'cause this chick is horny And it's deading the mood, I smack on a tune She said I wanna fuck to one of your songs Cah they ain't even out yet That's the only way she can get one Come on then, fuck it Squirt on her, droppin' 'em up for your bucket If you live this life of mine, you'll get why but it's twisted Man to man, my old man had a big long laugh and cry I jumped in a plane when I was two, flew Far, far away but I don't blame him I would do the same too if I had one kid That knew what I knew and grew how I grew This young man is dangerous When he talks them stages, the crowd go nuts They know what his name is, he ain't even famous yet Label say, "How can we tame him?" They can't cage me or put me in a box I came close on the road, it was me and the squad with a box, split the Zs And got the job done oh-so-well, but that was the problem Shit got hot, the feds came and robbed them Rang to of my girls, I called up and lost 'em Got tough and I fought like a cunt But the past made me into who I've become, so come Let's have fun, celebrate the shit that I've done There were days I thought I was done Look at that mum break down for her son We move drums, so I quit it Built my line in Colly and I hit it Never used no flicky when shit got sticky I smacked mine, I'll put the clipper in my hand If you know then you know I'm not lied at no more, don't worry babe I'm just bringin' 'em back to the money days I don't trap no more 'cause my money made And broski's got a case And it don't look good Touchwood, he don't give a fuck He's still in the shove with Arrdee, one foot out doin' a two-step Said, "Bro if I'm gonna go to jail Then I'm goin' all out 'til then Let's lose it, bro" Please don't do nothin' stupid But I know what they like when you been juicin' In fact, turn off the line, give it here 'Cause I'm gonna give it back in the morning He said, "Are you mad, I still got kids callin'" Smile on his face but I know there's pain there I don't smoke weed no more, get brain while I Blow on a Mayfair She look great but my vision it ain't clear Can't complain 'bout life, because it ain't fair She wouldn't stay all night, she could not stay here And I don't pay for rides, you get the train there Girl don't throw your toys outta the pram 'Cause there's plenty of gal that Arrdee can play with, uh Arrdee, Arrdee Arrdee, Arrdee Arrdee, Arrdee
Writer(s): Charley Mason, Nick Bremer, Denzel Ikechukwu Ugoji, Riley Jason Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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