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Momma
Momma
Музыкант
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Бас
Zachary CappittiFenton
Zachary CappittiFenton
Барабаны
Allegra Weingarten
Allegra Weingarten
Вокал
Etta Friedman
Etta Friedman
Вокал
Kevin Grimmett
Kevin Grimmett
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Композитор
Zachary CappittiFenton
Zachary CappittiFenton
Композитор
Allegra Weingarten
Allegra Weingarten
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Allgood
Chris Allgood
Мастеринг-инженер
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Мастеринг-инженер
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
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Hayden Ticehurst
Hayden Ticehurst
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Слова

No Never trust him with the load I'll bury him alone Deep inside my home Hide Recluse mastermind I stiffened up my pride To me, he will abide What's up with your head? Thought we talked like friends Never disrespect me I'm the fucker down the street I could be your everything I could be your everything I could be your everything I'm slipping on my patience Inside my tall home Resist temptation Inside my tall home Snide All those piggies from outside The townie gossip died When he's two weeks inside What's up with your head? Thought we talked like friends Never disrespect me I'm the fucker down the street I could be your everything I could be your everything I could be your everything I'm slipping on my patience Inside my tall home Resist temptation Inside my tall home What's up with your head? Thought we talked like friends Never disrespect me I'm the fucker down the street I could be your everything I could be your everything I could be your everything
Writer(s): Allegra Shay Weingarten, Etta Friedman, Zachary Capittifenton, Aron Kiyoshi Kobayashi Ritch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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