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11 Drake - Portland (feat. Quavo and Travis Scott)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Drake
Drake
Вокал
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Программирование синтезатора
Quavo
Quavo
Вокал
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Автор песен
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Автор песен
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Автор песен
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Автор песен
Shane Lindstrom
Shane Lindstrom
Автор песен
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Инженер записи вокала
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Продюсер
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Сопродюсер
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Инженер звукозаписи
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Миксинг-инженер
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Мастеринг-инженер
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Ассистент мастеринг-инженера
Quavo
Quavo
Инженер записи вокала

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Murda on the beat so it's not nice Yeah It's a Habibis ting, ya Yeah, my side girl got a five S with the screen cracked Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate Don't come around thinkin' you gettin' saved Tryna show the dogs brighter days Got a torch, tryna light the way Bitin' everybody, which is ironic 'Cause your next album probably won't ever see the light of day Had fans, but you let 'em down But I guess that's how you niggas gettin' down I'm so high up, I'm like, "How is niggas really gettin' down?" I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin' 'round Boys playin' around, where you really wanna take it now? I got a hundred-fifty dollars for an after party And I gave it to the killas just to break it down Bring us up, I never take us down But if you bring me up, then they might take you down Fake fucked with me back then But it's gettin' hard for you to fake it now Fuck bein' rich when I'm 40, man, I'm tryna make it now Hell nah, never let these niggas ride your wave, nope No way, nah Never let these niggas ride your wave, nope No way, nah Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith Skrrr skrrr, ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe Skrrr-skrrr, oh, Michael Phelps with the swim moves Skrrr-skrrr, oh, Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes Skrrr-skrrr, Quavo Young nigga, I invented you (ugh) Ike Turner with the left hand (Ike) Griselda Blanco with the trap moves (trappin') Gangland with the right hand (gang) Undertaker with the tattoos (tats) Never listen to the class rules (no) Switch it up, they bit the last move (let's go!) I'm a magnet for bad bitches (magnet) You got the goin' out sad bitches (sad) I spent a 50 on the chain (racks) You spent your last 50 (ugh, cash) I got the keys to the streets (keys) You got the key to defeat (defeated) I got the keys to the warzone (brrapt) You got the key to the peace (ugh) Hell nah, never let these niggas ride your wave, nope No way, nah Never let these niggas ride your wave, nope No way, nah Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith Skrrr-skrrr, ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep (yeah, yeah) We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep (yeah, yeah) Gettin' loose (yeah), yeah Off the Henny, 'Roc and a hint of Goose (yeah), yeah Ocean deep in my swimmin' pool, yeah (in my pool) Throwin' Dead Prez in my livin' room, yeah (in my room) Takin' shots, feelin' bulletproof Flood my Rollie, told my bitch "Let's go snorkelin'" (yeah) Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs (yeah) No, I did not sign with Jay but I still send a tidal wave Yeah, I might just go get the fade, buy the du-rag and just tie the waves Yeah, it's lit at the crib, you could stay, me and Drake kick like Kid 'N Play (Kid 'N Play) God, the way that she servin' that cake, I gotta sit back and digest (straight up) I guess for the fuck shit, I'm biased (yeah) I mix, double the cup when I stress Got my mama out the basement (mama) That's a different type of face lift Free Max B up out the bracelets (yeah, yeah) Don't hit us askin,' what the wave is? Hell nah, never let these niggas ride your wave, nope No way, nah Never let these niggas ride your wave, nope No way, nah Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith Skrrr-skrrr, ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe Skrrr-skrrr, oh, Michael Phelps with the swim moves Skrrr-skrrr, oh, Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes Skrrr-skrrr, oh, Michael Phelps with the swim moves Skrrr-skrrr, oh, Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes
Writer(s): Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Jacques Webster, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Aubrey Drake Graham, Shane Lee Lindstrom Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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