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Hostess (feat. MORGAN)
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Трек «Hostess (feat. MORGAN)» вышел в 3 сентября 2021 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Atlantic Records UK»)Ground Control
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АльбомGround Control
Дата релиза3 сентября 2021 г.
ЛейблAtlantic Records UK
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM176

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Rudimental
Rudimental
Исполнитель
Morgan Connie Smith
Morgan Connie Smith
Вокал
Amir Amor
Amir Amor
Гитара, Программирование барабанов
Kesi Dryden
Kesi Dryden
Программирование барабанов
Leon Rolle
Leon Rolle
Ударные инструменты, Клавишные инструменты, Программирование барабанов
Piers Aggett
Piers Aggett
Синтезатор, Программирование барабанов
Sam Knowles
Sam Knowles
Программирование барабанов
Taurean John Antoine-Chagar
Taurean John Antoine-Chagar
Саксофон
Mark Crown
Mark Crown
Труба
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
MORGAN
MORGAN
Композитор
Isaac Sakima
Isaac Sakima
Композитор
Jasper Lee Harris
Jasper Lee Harris
Композитор
Oliver Rodigan
Oliver Rodigan
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Rudimental
Rudimental
Продюсер
Jasper Harris
Jasper Harris
Дополнительный продюсер
Amir Amor
Amir Amor
Продюсер
Kesi Dryden
Kesi Dryden
Продюсер
Leon Rolle
Leon Rolle
Продюсер
Piers Aggett
Piers Aggett
Продюсер
Conor Bellis
Conor Bellis
Инженер
Kevin Grainger
Kevin Grainger
Мастеринг-инженер
Greg Freeman
Greg Freeman
Миксинг-инженер
Cadenza
Cadenza
Продюсер
Karma Kid
Karma Kid
Продюсер

Слова

[Verse 1]
I'm your motherfucking hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the mostest
Raise a motherfucking flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
[Verse 2]
Uh, I'm your motherfucking hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the mostest
Raise a motherfucking flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
[Verse 3]
You can pop bottles if you want
Giving off charm, hanging bitches from your arm
So you think you've got style but you don't
You're not coming in, even with your Gucci coat
I'm looking at the ice on your throat
Talking so big, boy, I hope you don't choke
Yeah, you've got a little something on your nose
You ain't coming in, it's a broke-free zone
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I know you're leasing your Lambo
Arms so jacked like you're Rambo
Yeah, I know you've never seen a bankroll
Yeah, I know you're leasing your iPhone
Play the bad boy like you're Santo, yeah
Really think you're Rocky but you're Fat Joe
Scaramooosh, do the Mitch fantago
[Verse 5]
I'm your motherfucking hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the mostest
Raise a motherfucking flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
[Verse 6]
Uh, I'm your motherfucking hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the mostest
Raise a motherfucking flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
[Verse 7]
(What you gon' do with these
Double digits, six figures, ice earrings?
What you gon' do with these?)
[Verse 8]
See me in my story in my villa
Uh, I be by the cupboard with the liquor
Uh, Queen of the desert, like Pracilla
Uh, no pre-game, no mixer, yeah
[Verse 9]
Did ya momma tell u all the dos and don'ts?
It's a girls night, should've stayed at home
Man, I could really do without your cheap cologne
You could empty out a room with your pheromones
Did ya momma tell you all the do's and don'ts?
You can't even touch me in my Saint Laurent
Tryna catch a bag, but ya can't get stoned
Brag about your boys, but you're all alone
[Verse 10]
I'm your motherfucking hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the mostest
Raise a motherfucking flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
[Verse 11]
Uh, I'm your motherfucking hostess
Hot Benz, all tens, got the mostest
Raise a motherfucking flute for the toast, yeah
Locked in, tell your friends where we posted
[Verse 12]
(What you gon' do with these
Double digits, six figures, ice earrings?
What you gon' do with?)
Written by: Isaac Sakima, Jasper Lee Harris, Morgan Connie Smith, Oliver Rodigan
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