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HUNCHO JACK, Travis Scott, Quavo - Best Man (Audio)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Вокал
Quavo
Quavo
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Wesley Glass
Wesley Glass
Автор песен
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Автор песен
David Cunningham
David Cunningham
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Rodrequez Yancy
Rodrequez Yancy
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MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
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Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Инженер
Wheezy
Wheezy
Продюсер
C4
C4
Продюсер
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Миксинг-инженер
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Инженер
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
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Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Meeboob
Meeboob
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
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Wheezy Beats MWA Music Four bombs baby (Four bombs baby) C4 Left hand (left hand) Cook up grams with the left hand (Cook up grams with the left hand) Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with my best mans Cookin' up grams with the left hand, left hand Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with both of my hands Shouts out go out to all of my fans Save me some in the bowl Just to go all outta control Used to have dreams of Final Four (dreams) Until I went all around the globe (globe) Then the feds hit my door (feds) I had to flush the work right down the commode (flush) Trap life (trap), rap life (rap) If you don't know now then you'll never know Back then that's all I wanted Split it up with all my brothers Told 'em we gon' kill our opponents Just because they never loved us, no You want me to look back when you left us? No Niggas on the Nawf can't leave the bando Stayed down in the trap, tryna free the North Pole Most niggas out here beggin' please to get on Oh, no, not my gang, yeah, you know we build strong Migo Gang, we build strong Left hand (left hand) Cook up grams with the left hand (Cook up grams with the left hand) Count up bands with my best mans (best man) Count up bands with my best mans (yeah) Cookin' up grams with the left hand (Cook up grams with the left hand) Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with both of my hands Shout outs goes out to all of my fans Best man had been my brother, took the fire, took the cover, uh Can't tell us apart, but different fathers, different mothers We got caught smokin' weed, we tried to hide the shit But we like Swizz and DMX, we ruff ride the shit I bumped the Ye and Screw tapes, you bumped the Nas and shit We was both presidents, fuck the politics We took two bright Lambs on a speed chase It's like a thousand on the dash on the freeway, yeah Best man (best man), best man R.I.P. to Ben Franklin, that's my best friend My girl got that ass, she a Texan She can bounce it up and down with her left leg Tell me what gang is you reppin' Left hand (right hand) Cook up grams with the left hand (Cook up grams with the left hand) Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with my best mans (best mans) Cookin' up grams with the left hand (yeah, best man) Cookin' up grams with the left hand (Cook up grams with the left hand) Count up bands with my best mans Count up bands with both of my hands (both hands) Shout outs go out to all of my fans (all of my fans) Dropped out of school Graduated from the streets Countin' up the bands Just my brothers and me Dropped out of school Graduated from the streets Countin' up the bands Just my brothers and me I just count, with best mans When I count them bands My brother, best man I just count, with best mans The best man
Writer(s): Rodriquez Dejuan Yancy, Wesley Tyler Glass, David Cunningham, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Jacques Webster, Michael G. Dean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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