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Trip Lee - You Got It (Official Video)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Trip Lee
Trip Lee
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mashell
Mashell
Композитор
William Barefield III
William Barefield III
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Trip Lee
Trip Lee
Инженер
Mashell
Mashell
Продюсер
Jacob “Biz” Morris
Миксинг-инженер
Connor Back
Connor Back
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

Where else can I go? You got it You got it You got it Where else can I go? You got it You got it You got it Where else can I go? You got it (I'ma sell ya) You got it (All I seen it) You got it (Got me sayin') Where else can I go? (Got me sayin') You got it You got it (Uh-huh) You got it (Yeah, yeah) Might get me a Beemer that you seenin' people pick, yuh I might stack the green so everything I want I get, yuh I might pack a nina so the team know we ain't it, yuh I might cop some Dior for my fit and it lit Might get me a private jet, rise the skies, highest yet Post on socials, soak up likes while I disguise that I'm in bed Post some guns like I'm a threat, fake my thug, boost my cred' Throw up signs like that's my set, told the Bloods don't get upset Look, I been considerin' throwin' a charity benefit Raisin' bread, at the end of it, just keepin' a hundred percent of it Them Feds show up at my door when I tell 'em I'm menace Hope them fans don't figure me out 'cause that would be the end of it Look, look, I know all these moves might get me dough I, I prolly won't be Diddy but man, this might get me dough, ayy Look, this what I been dreamin' 'bout fasho But I think I might need somethin' for my soul And Where else can I go? You got it You got it You got it Where else can I go? You got it You got it You got it Where else can I go? You got it (I'ma sell ya) You got it (All I seen it) You got it (Got me sayin') Where else can I go? (Got me sayin') You got it You got it (Uh-huh) You got it (Yeah, yeah) My homie told me get this bread Fill that cup up and take that right to the head, ha Oh, yeah, my OGs said me he gon' get me game Told me switch up, hit that chick up, and forget her name I be lyin' if I said I never felt like gettin' mine 'Cause the kind of road I'm walkin' ain't for soft ones it's a climb It's a crime, to leave a feast, chasin' filthy swine When I dine, need nutrition for my system and my mind Many times, wisdom tried to help but I fought her Swimmin' through the ocean drownin' all of search of water Leave the store, lookin' for food, yeah, it's dumb, that's what we do So many sleepless nights lookin' words that we feel like Man, look at me grow, it can be slow And it can be so difficult, got me thinkin' I can go But I know, all those others leave us in the cold I don't wanna gain the world and lose my soul So Where else can I go? You got it You got it You got it Where else can I go? You got it You got it You got it Where else can I go? You got it (I'ma sell ya) You got it (All I seen it) You got it (Got me sayin') Where else can I go? (Got me sayin') You got it You got it (Uh-huh) You got it (Yeah, yeah) I'ma sell ya All I seen it Got me sayin' Got me lyin' Uh-huh Yeah, yeah I'ma sell ya
Writer(s): William Barefield, Mashell Leroy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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