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Bailiffs

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Трек «Bailiffs» вышел в 18 декабря 2018 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «BRYN 2018»)99

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Альбом99

Дата релиза18 декабря 2018 г.

ЛейблBRYN 2018

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM72

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

BRYN

Исполнитель

Suspect

Исполнитель

Suspect OTB

Исполнитель

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Matt Schwartz

Композитор

Brynley Rose Plumb

Brynley Rose Plumb

Автор песен

Leon Brice

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Matt Schwartz

Продюсер

Слова

(N Black Productions)

(Bitch)

(Huh)

(B-P)

(K-k-k-k, ya)

Big stack, big rack

Come around in that '40 with that big pack, huh

Big stack, big rack

Drive around in that '40 with that big pack, huh

I want hostess

Get up skrrt ho rags

You a ho pegs

No-no-ner, no pegs, ah

She wanna G bag

Oh-yeah-yer, get that

Us we don't lag, turn up ner don't lag (Lag)

Tommy gun, take you for a run (Ya)

Too many ho for my mothers only son (Pricks)

Tell me the addy, I'm gonna come for your settee (Na, na)

Better go get it already, comin' up, hide it up

Pack it up heavy (Uh)

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Ya)

Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Ya)

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)

Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Oh)

(Ugh, aye, ugh, aye) We bad!

Some of them movin' like bailiffs (Huh)

It was theirs but we pull up and took that (Uh)

Now all I see is agents (Eh)

It's coming like the whole world try and book man (Woo)

These gyal are movin' the strangest (Uh)

Everyday just cattin' for the big man

Tru man a move like the greatest, to ever surface

Ha

I got no breaks, get up skrrt more cake (Brrr)

You got no say, pussy boy, so laced (So laced)

No shade, every word hold weight (Uh-huh)

****, all I speak, blood talk José

I call the shots for real my **** who you bluffin' (Bluffin')

Came up from the modern day, want us to be subtle (Huh)

Now I'm in the drop my windows down the speakers thumpin' (Stuntin')

These **** know I catch them reachin' I'ma burn 'em!

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)

Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Oh)

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)

Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Yeah, listen

Tell me somethin' I don't know about myself (Ha)

Bunch of bitches at my door they want my money (Want my money)

Why you stressin' me you're not good for my health? (Brrrt-brrrt, ya)

I don't like these snitches, they'll be actin' gully

Why you talkin' I can see your nose is runny

Ok I'm runnin' for the

Big stack, big rack

(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)

(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)

Come around in that '40 with that big pack, huh

(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)

(Feel it, feel it, feel it, hey)

Big stack, big rack

(Woo, yeah, huh, huh, hey, ya)

Drive around in that '40 with that big pack, huh

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Now)

Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Oh-oh)

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now

(Why do you do this to me now?)

Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Oh)

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now (Why you runnin?)

Hide it in the kitchen with the lights off (Why we hidin')

All these bailiffs runnin' in my house now

(No, no, no, ah-ah, oh-oh)

Tryna get my jeweller to the title (Oh)

(Ah-uh)

Written by: Brynley Rose Plumb, Leon Brice, Matt Schwartz

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