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Iggy Azalea, Alice Chater - N.Y.E. (Visualizer)
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Iggy Azalea
Iggy Azalea
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Alice Chater
Alice Chater
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Amethyst Kelly
Amethyst Kelly
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Kelsey Klingensmith
Kelsey Klingensmith
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Arthur Lee Putman Jr.
Arthur Lee Putman Jr.
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Shelton Scales Jr
Shelton Scales Jr
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Bobby D. Session Jr.
Bobby D. Session Jr.
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
AJ Ruined My Record
AJ Ruined My Record
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Jay Scalez
Jay Scalez
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(Scalez) (A.J ruin everything, he in here) You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball New Year, I hope to move on From all you hoes, I move from All the men that talk big Your dick is small, like your goals Big lies come out your big mouth Dance 'round the truth like a TikTok You found new ways to get lost Go hard, just like my wristwatch Fireworks ain't the same now Running game and it's played out Hate the fact you an asshole Confetti falling the blackhole Shed a tear and it's tattooed You don't like me, well, that's cool (cool, cool) I don't like you either, wasn't nice to meet you You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball Yeah Last night feel like my past life Red eye, just like my last flight Stressed out, I stuck my neck out Goodbye, I'm 'bout to head out Raise glass, let's have a toast Celebrate your demise My resolution for this brand-new year Leave your ass behind Uh, one problem I don't need Play the game, don't coach me Made a name, I won't leave Greater stage for nosebleeds, that's facts Deal with that, you text my line and I took a nap Left you, I'm not coming back Go cry on the internet, bitch You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball Hopes up Three, two and one Countdown, until we're done Hopes up Three, two and one Countdown, until we're done You're just like New Year's Eve (you're just like New Year's Eve) Disappointing me Feeling fucking great (feeling fucking great) Why you gotta give me something to celebrate (why you gotta give me-) Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball (you're dropping the ball) You're just like New Year's Eve Disappointing me Feeling fucking great Why you gotta give me something to celebrate (ooh, ooh) Then take that away? Babe, you're dropping the ball
Writer(s): Amethyst Iggy Azalea Kelly, Shelton Scales Jr., Bobby Dewayne Session Jr, Arthur Lee Putman Jr, Kelsey Kingensmith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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