Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Future
Future
Вокал
Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Автор песен
Onika Maraj
Onika Maraj
Автор песен
Noel Fisher
Noel Fisher
Автор песен
Kevin Price
Kevin Price
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Detail
Detail
Продюсер
Seth Firkins
Seth Firkins
Инженер звукозаписи
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Инженер звукозаписи
Nick Valentin
Nick Valentin
Ассистент инженера
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Миксинг-инженер
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Ассистент инженера
Ivan Jimenez
Ivan Jimenez
Ассистент инженера
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Мастеринг-инженер
Go Grizzly
Go Grizzly
Продюсер

Слова

Ten thousand miles up in the sky We never land 'cause we stay fly I'ma be your bitch for life If they try you, they gotta die Baby, put one in the sky What we got, they can't deny Put your diamonds in the light And let 'em see you shine bright Fuck them hoes Hold up, wait one minute Hold up, wait one minute Hold up, wait one minute Yeah, yeah, hold up, wait one more You know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, it's fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes Percocets and molly make you touch your toe I keep the conversation open for my hoe Snapchat that pussy, don't you take too long Trampoline, titties, girl, they bouncin', yeah All these diamonds on me, how could I tell you no? You got one leg in the air, tap it like you broke Sweating out your weave, girl, fuck that hoe Girl, you ain't gotta leave, we gon' fuck this hoe Percocets and molly's make you touch your toe Been in this bitch so long, I'm goin' up a dose (goin' up a dose) Pussy got more murders than New Mexico (murder, murder) Bust it open wide and let that ocean on me (fuck 'em) Money be the motive, baby, fuck them hoes (fuck 'em) You know why you did it, baby, fuck them hoes (fuck 'em) Tell them crackers, "Fuck 'em", we don't love them hoes (we don't love 'em) Th-They don't want no problems, baby, fuck them hoes We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes (yo, yo) Wait, wait, wait, hol' up, wait Stevie to the bull like where's MJ? Where's MJ? Don't come around with that weird energy, weird energy Bitch, I got that 25 karats on my Patek, I'm ecstatic Got them blue diamonds dancin' in a party, democratic I never lose nothing but, damn, I done had it I ain't never strike out, they can't average what I batted, no If she hatin', tell that bitch to let it go Truly rude boy, truly rude boy Truly rude boy, truly rude Truly rude boy, truly rude Truly rude boy, truly rude Percocets and molly's make you touch your toe Been in this bitch so long, I'm goin' up a dose Pussy got more murders than New Mexico Bust it open wide and let that ocean flow We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la Ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la Got about a thousand upon my side, uh We out here hustlin', risking our life, uh Fill cocaine up in your tights, mmh We had to make it across the line, mmh Damn near didn't make it through them nights, mmh I watch the bloody tears fall from your eye You just wanna live a nigga life Sittin' in a helicopter, I can touch the sky Fuck them hoes Just fuck them hoes
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Nayvadius Wilburn, Noel C. Fisher, Kevin Andre Price Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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