Слушать: Taylor Swift — End Game (feat. Ed Sheeran & Future)

End Game (feat. Ed Sheeran & Future)

Taylor Swift

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Вокал
Max Martin
Max Martin
Программирование
Shellback
Shellback
Программирование
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Вокал
Future
Future
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Автор песен
Ed Sheeran
Ed Sheeran
Автор песен
Max Martin
Max Martin
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Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Автор песен
Shellback
Shellback
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Max Martin
Max Martin
Продюсер
Shellback
Shellback
Продюсер
Cory Bice
Cory Bice
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Daniel Watson
Daniel Watson
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Ilya Salmanzadeh
Ilya Salmanzadeh
Продюсер по вокалу
Jeremy Lertola
Jeremy Lertola
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
John Hanes
John Hanes
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Michael Ilbert
Michael Ilbert
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Mike Synphony
Mike Synphony
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Peter Karlsson
Peter Karlsson
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Sam Holland
Sam Holland
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Sean Flora
Sean Flora
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Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
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Seth Ferkins
Seth Ferkins
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I wanna be your end game I wanna be your first string I wanna be your A-Team I wanna be your end game, end game Big reputation, big reputation Oh, you and me, we got big reputations Ah, and you heard about me Oh, I got some big enemies Big reputation, big reputation Oh, you and me would be a big conversation Ah, and I heard about you Oh, you like the bad ones too You so dope Don't overdose I'm so stoked I need a toast We do the most I'm in the Ghost like I'm whipping a boat I got a reputation, girl, that don't precede me I'm one call away, whenever you need me I'm in a G5, come to the A-Side I got a bad boy persona, it's what they like You love it, I love it too 'cause you my type You hold me down and I protect you with my life I don't wanna touch you I don't wanna be Just another ex-love You don't wanna see I don't wanna miss you Like the other girls do I don't wanna hurt you I just wanna be Drinking on a beach With you all over me I know what they all say But I ain't trying to play I wanna be your end game (end game) I wanna be your first string (first string) I wanna be your A-Team (A-Team) I wanna be your end game, end game Knew her when I was young Reconnected when we were little bit older Both sprung, I got issues and chips on both of my shoulders Reputation precedes me, in rumors I'm knee deep The truth is it's easier to ignore it, believe me Even when we'd argue, we'd not do it for long And you understand the good and bad end up in the song For all your beautiful traits and the way you do it with ease For all my flaws, paranoia and insecurities I've made mistakes and made some choices, that's hard to deny But after the storm, something was born on the 4th of July Our past days were the fun, this end game is the one With four words on the tip of my tongue, I'll never say I don't wanna touch you I don't wanna be Just another ex-love You don't wanna see I don't wanna miss you Like the other girls do I don't wanna hurt you I just wanna be Drinking on a beach With you all over me I know what they all say But I ain't trying to play I wanna be your end game (end game) I wanna be your first string (wanna be your first string) I wanna be your A-Team (A-Team) I wanna be your end game, end game Big reputation, big reputation Oh, you and me, we got big reputations Ah, and you heard about me Oh, I got some big enemies Big reputation, big reputation Oh, you and me would be a big conversation Ah, and I heard about you Oh, you like the bad ones too I hit you like bang We tried to forget it But we just couldn't And I bury hatchets But I keep maps of where I put 'em Reputation precedes me They told you I'm crazy I swear I don't love the drama, it loves me And I can't let you go Your hand prints on my soul It's like your eyes are liquor It's like your body is gold You've been calling my bluff on all my usual tricks So here's the truth from my red lips, oh I wanna be your end game (end game) I wanna be your first string (first string) I wanna be your A-Team (be your A-Team now) I wanna be your end game, end game I wanna be your end game, oh (I do) I wanna be your first string (first string) I wanna be your A-Team (A-Team) I wanna be your end game, end game
Writer(s): Johan Karl Schuster, Nayvadius Wilburn, Edward Christopher Sheeran, Taylor Swift, Max Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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