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PLUTO

30

Hip-Hop/Rap

Трек «PLUTO» вышел в 13 ноября 2020 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «+1 Records»)Feed Me To The Dogs

Информация о песне

АльбомFeed Me To The Dogs

Дата релиза13 ноября 2020 г.

Лейбл+1 Records

ЯзыкEnglish

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM80

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

ACOT

Исполнитель

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

ACOT

Автор песен

Jackson Bond Laurie

Jackson Bond Laurie

Композитор

David Jonathan Casillas

David Jonathan Casillas

Композитор

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

ACOT

Продюсер

Слова

I don't deal dope, I do dope, shit, who know?

Pack a bowl of weed with my bowl of hot menudo

One pachuco, so loco, thought you knew, though

Han Solo rocked up in Polo, I need new hope

I don't deal dope, I do dope, off to Pluto

I ain't die yet, it's cool though, gimme kudos

Make a bunch of dough and buy a house in Acapulco

Benzo in my blunt, that's the reason that I move slow

Heard he got a problem, we could pick a bone, put him on the phone

Send his ass home in his fucking socks, walk him off the block

Thank you, come again, next time bring a friend, leave him on the fence

Won't see him again, now he know you ain't nothing but a hoe

Heard he got a problem, we could pick a bone, put him on the phone

Send his ass home in his fucking socks, walk him off the block

Thank you, come again, next time bring a friend, leave him on the fence

Won't see him again, now he know you ain't nothing but a hoe

I'ma—I'ma—I'ma mothafucking asshole

Why you think her brother wanna beat my ass for?

If I'm low on the cash flow

I'm fucking kicking in yo' back door, I get what I ask for

I'ma—I'ma—I'ma mothafucking asshole

Why you think her brother wanna beat my ass for?

If I'm low on the cash flow

I'm fucking kicking in yo' back door, I get what I ask for

Heard he got a problem, we could pick a bone, put him on the phone

Send his ass home in his fucking socks, walk him off the block

Thank you, come again, next time bring a friend, leave him on the fence

Won't see him again, now he know you ain't nothing but a hoe

Heard he got a problem, we could pick a bone, put him on the phone

Send his ass home in his fucking socks, walk him off the block

Thank you, come again, next time bring a friend, leave him on the fence

Won't see him again, now he know you ain't nothing but a hoe

I don't deal dope, I do dope, off to Pluto

I ain't die yet, it's cool though, gimme kudos

Make a bunch of dough and buy a house in Acapulco

Benzo in my blunt, that's the reason that I move slow

I ain't die yet, it's cool though, gimme kudos

Written by: ACOT, David Jonathan Casillas, Jackson Bond Laurie

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