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Echo
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Hip-Hop
Трек «Echo» вышел в 28 августа 2020 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «TEAM MATES LIMITED»)That's Me, That's Team
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Дата релиза28 августа 2020 г.
ЛейблTEAM MATES LIMITED
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM96

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Diggy Dupé
Diggy Dupé
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Diggy Dupé
Diggy Dupé
Автор песен
Isaiah Libeau
Isaiah Libeau
Автор песен
Stephen Atutolu
Stephen Atutolu
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Слова

Tag shorts in my jansport,
Nissan teana for the transport.
Working OT when the cash call,
Cause I gotta make it for landlord
Yeah,
Rent due,
Swept thru,
312 to central.
Slide through the North Western,
Caught txting,
Cop stop had me all stressing,
Hard lesson.
Aye
I got the mahi in my mahis,
The shit kicks like shin kicks
From Mr. Suttie,
Ou,
On point like a tahi,
Ya girl sucky sucky
All the boys for a buckie.
Find us in the bar
Chilling by the shade,
You sipping by the bottle
But we sipping by the tray.
If the man came thru
Then the fam came too,
You mad it ain’t you
That be Sitting by ya bae.
(Yay yay)
Ay
No chain no jewellery,
No face no case
Tell’em don’t worry.
Don’t wait so late,
Never so sorry,
Okay,
On way,
Imma go for it.
Notice it,
They ain’t even notice it,
How I slide and I ride
On the rise with my guys
Two peace signs twisted to the side.
They ain’t even notice it,
Nah they ain’t even notice it,
How I slide and I ride
On the rise with my guys
Two peace signs twisted to the side.
Got picked in the truck,
Bottle of Henny is for the brunch,
Silver bullet can that’s lunch,
Bit of skittles for a little crunch.
Drink dawg can cracking
Pants sagging,
Overall strap hanging
On the back dangling.
Said she wanna ride
Well jump on band wagon,
Ya girl caught a train
And we call her the Grand Canyon.
Echo,
(Echo)
Like hello,
(Like hello)
You right
I like little cellulite in my jello.
Bless up,
Baby knowing that I’m next up,
Ride smooth like a Tesla,
No pressure.
Haters talk spicy
Imma hit em with the Szeschuan,
Leave his mouth numb
And his gums spilling ketchup.
Uh,
No chain no jewellery,
No face no case
Tell’em don’t worry
Don’t wait so late,
Never so sorry,
Okay,
On way,
Imma go for it.
The dollars and the sense,
They aint notice it.
The juice and influence,
They aint notice it.
The sacrifice and expense,
They aint notice it.
Camouflaged in a sense,
They aint notice it.
Yeah.
Written by: Diggy Dupé, Isaiah Libeau, Stephen Atutolu
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