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DJ Mustard/10 Summers/Club Banger Type Beat
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Mustard
Mustard
Исполнитель
Rallisha Pettaway
Rallisha Pettaway
Дополнительный вокал
Anita Duruisseau
Anita Duruisseau
Дополнительный вокал
Smells
Smells
Дополнительный вокал
Omar Grant
Omar Grant
Исполнитель
Rod Bullock
Rod Bullock
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Eric Bellinger
Eric Bellinger
Композитор
Omar Grant
Omar Grant
Сценарист
Rod Bullock
Rod Bullock
Сценарист
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Композитор
Christian Jones
Christian Jones
Композитор
John Jackson
John Jackson
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mustard
Mustard
Продюсер
TeeFLii
TeeFLii
Продюсер
James Royo
James Royo
Миксинг-инженер
Francisco Ramirez
Francisco Ramirez
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Victor Luevanos
Victor Luevanos
Ассистент миксинг-инженера

Слова

It's gon' be your favorite song (Mustard on the beat hoe) When I be in the shower She know that I leave it alone So for at least a half an hour She be tryna break into my phone, oh I don't know what I did to make her feel insecure But she gon' have to trust me 'Cause I ain't even doing no wrong She won't ever get them four digits, aah No, she won't ever get them four digits, aah She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone She won't ever get them four digits She so damn nosy Don't know why she be listening to her friends That's probably why she on me 'Cause they niggas be cheating on them She just wanna be up in my photos She just wanna be up in my videos She just wanna be up in my emails and my DM's She won't ever get them four digits (Now I lay me down to sleep) No, she won't ever get them four digits (I pray the Lord my code to keep) She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone (If I should die before I wake) She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone (I hope this girl don't crack my phone) She won't ever get them four digits (Face down, bring her off) What's crackin' baby, other than my code? Just came off the motherfuckin' road Already it's another episode I think shawty undercover on the low You know I be on the phone talkin' real late to 'em She be walkin' in on me, getting straight to 'em I be like, okay baby stay calm It's just Jake from State Farm On the real, what you searching for? The thought upsets you, seeing that I hurt you more I'm out the game but you know that I gotta keep it player Every night I say a prayer She won't ever get them four digits, aah No, she won't ever get them four digits, aah She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone She won't ever get them four digits, aah No, she won't ever get them four digits, aah She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone She won't ever get them four digits (Digits, digits, digits) Digits (Digits, digits, digits) Digits (Digits, digits, digits) Digits (Digits, digits, digits) She won't ever get them four digits
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane, Eric Bellinger, John Jackson, Christian Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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