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Лучшие песни Babyface
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Babyface
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BJRNCK
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Aubrey Robinson
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London On Da Track
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Paul Boutin
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Sean Momberger
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Aubrey Robinson
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Sean Momberger
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Gennae Bewernick
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Kenneth Edmonds
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London Holmes
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Milton Adams II
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Babyface
Продюсер
Aubrey Robinson
Продюсер
London On Da Track
Продюсер
Paul Boutin
Миксинг-инженер
Sean Momberger
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Nicholas “Nick Bane” Guinan
Инженер звукозаписи
Herb Powers, Jr.
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Слова
'Cause you'd still be the one, getting all this love
If you had did enough, didn't even have to try
To read between the lines
I said what's on my mind
We got land on the track
Tell me why niggas do what niggas do
And put us through all that bullshit?
To come around for that, put it down
And then expect me just to be cool with it, nah
I ain't your homie, I ain't your nigga, I ain't your sad bitch
You ain't fucking with no average
You shoulda known when you had this
Now I keep my heart to myself
So I can't fuss with nobody else
If you could've listened (Listen)
I know things would be different
If you knew how to love me, touch me, fuck me
You would still be here (you would still be here)
We would still be something
But now you're just nothing
'Cause there are fucks to give up
You could try the shit with other bitches
They don't say that you ain't got the inches, nigga
Niggas 'bout to show, to show attention
I ain't give a fuck when you was in it
You just couldn't love me, touch me, fuck me
That's why I disappeared, why I disappeared
Niggas, I just called your mama
Even she don't want any old drama
Laying up in my bed (bed)
Knowing all your intentions
Just selfish, childish
I'm too grown or you must be confused
I'm better without you
Now I keep my heart to myself
So I can't fuss with nobody else
If you could've listened ((you could've listened)
I know things would be different (different)
Ohh
If you know how to love me, touch me, fuck me
You would still be here (you would still be here)
We would still be something
But now you're just nothing
'Cause there are fucks to give up
You could try the shit with other bitches
They don't say that you ain't got the inches, nigga
Niggas 'bout to show, to show attention
I ain't give a fuck about what you are feeling
You just couldn't love me touch me, fuck me
That's why I disappeared
Why I disappeared (why I disappeared)
Ohh
Why I disappeared
Writer(s): London Tyler Holmes, Kenneth B. Edmonds, Milton Ii Adams, Aubrey Robinson, Gennae Tiahna Paulyne Bewernick, Sean Aaron Momberger
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